Chapter 7
Mission 26: Berlin
March 25, 1944“You’re on tonight,” the orderly said, shaking Del gently.
“f**k off,” Del said, rolling over.
“Wakey-wakey, you lazy bastard!” Billy shouted from across the Nissen hut.
“Somebody’s got to sit up front,” Fanny added. Fanny was the bed to his left; Gord slept on the other side.
“Bugger off,” Del said. “Not going. Find some other chump.”
“You’ll be shot at dawn,” Fanny warned him.
“Good. Get a good day’s sleep for once.”This was an old routine. Del made an effort to go back to sleep but finally raised his head when someone began to kick his cot, hard. “f**k off, I’ll—”
“It was Etherington!” Bobby said, as someone—probably Billy—scrambled back to his own bunk.
Less groggy now, Del sat up. The Nissen hut was dank, and freezing cold; Del coul
