North of Coulommiers.
Over the deep trenches both armies had buried themselves in.
Jake brought the Albatross down into a field containing a regiment of sleeping British infantry. It was a rude awakening for the Tommies. Just as the first slivers of light began to glow in the east, the large German two-seater drifted in silence out of the clear skies, and with two bone-jarring bounces across the packed ground, landed hard. The machine rolled across the crowded ground, in the process smashing into campfires and turning over pots of steaming coffee while scattering men in every direction before finally rolling to a stop barely six inches to spare in front of the regimental commander"s tent. Yet that was not half the surprise the Tommies had as they clustered around the machine with their r
