Vera longed for peace. They had been flying sorties for just two weeks, but it seemed like they had been doing it for years. Every day when darkness descended upon them, they got into their planes and dropped their payloads until the morning sun began to grasp its hold in the cold, shadowy sky.
Their sorties every night was becoming more and more dangerous, because the Germans forces were prepared. The element of surprise no longer existed.
Ksenia and Vera sat in their Biplane as the ground crew worked feverishly to patch up the holes in the wings, attach two more bombs to their plane, fueled it up, and checked out the plane as thoroughly as possible in the allotted time.
“Thanks for sitting with me.” Ksenia placed her hands on her legs that were jerking about as she sat there. “There i
