633 Squadron

Come on!

Hardly touched us.

Bring my gloves, Evans?

Right you are, man.

Greiner, make a note

of that flak tower.

Well done, Digger.

Yeah, it's not bad, is it?

- Got a light, old boy?

- There you go.

That Jerry ammunition truck

made a pretty tempting target.

So did you

when you broke formation.

How did I know

I'd run into a flak tower?

Know what I'm gonna do,

Gillibrand?

No, sir.

I'll recommend you for a medal.

Thanks very much, Skipper.

I appreciate that.

When it comes,

I'll pin it right on your tail.

Roy, what are you

doing on your leave?

Sleep for three days.

Who with?

I'm heading right for Hyde Park.

Why Hyde Park?

I thought ducks

were out of season.

Not the kind of birds I'm after.

How about you, Scott?

Anywhere I don't have

to look at aircraft.

Group Captain Barratt

wants to see you.

He says it's urgent.

Scott, take care

of the debriefing.

- Right, Skipper.

- What's up?

Thank you.

Hello, Roy.

Don, what's happening?

We've got visitors.

- Sir.

- Come in, Barratt.

This is Wing Commander Grant

and Squadron Leader Adams.

Air Vice Marshal Davis

and Lieutenant Bergman.

Glad to meet you, Grant.

- How do you do?

- How are you?

Sit down, gentlemen.

Congratulations, Grant.

I hear today's operation

was a great success.

We all got back, sir.

Good. There'll be

no more operations...

for your squadron

for the next 17 days.

You mean we're on leave, sir?

No, I don't.

All leave is cancelled

until further orders.

633 Squadron are assigned

an urgent secret operation.

Your men are going

into training for it.

That's all they need know.

Mind if I ask a question?

- Yes?

- Why our squadron?

What do you mean?

Some men have been on

12 strikes in two weeks.

They're tired

and looking forward to leave.

They'll have to wait.

All leave is cancelled.

Since you took over...

your squadron has attained

a high degree of efficiency.

Look upon this assignment

as a reward.

I'll try to, sir.

Now, for the operation.

The Germans have been building

mysterious concrete blocks...

up and down France and Belgium.

Intelligence have come up with

the answer to what they are.

They're rocket launching pads.

The Huns have got

a new operational rocket.

D-Day is imminent.

These rockets

could smash the invasion...

and they're ready

by the thousands.

Why don't they use them?

Fuel.

Without special fuel,

these rockets are so much scrap.

Now we come to why

Lieutenant Bergman is here.

He's one of the leaders

of the Norwegian Linge...

the resistance.

They have discovered

the location...

of the only factory

the Nazis have at present...

which can make fuel

for these rockets.

It's at a fjord

just north of Bergen.

Bergen. Here's the fjord.

It's called

the Swartsfjord...

the Black Water fjord.

As to the exact location

of the factory...

I'll let Lieutenant Bergman

tell you.

First, I must explain

that the factory itself...

is not the target.

It's not the target?

The factory is bomb-proof

and sheltered by a huge cliff.

Then what do we bomb?

The mountain.

You'll blow away

the whole overhanging cliff...

so that it buries the factory.

I should explain why

you cannot bomb from above.

We brought in geologists

to study this mountain.

There is a fissure

underneath the overhang.

If you explode from below,

the overhanging cliff...

will come down, we hope.

The only way

to get into position...

is to fly up the fjord

at about 200 feet.

The Huns have flak posts

at the mouth of the fjord.

At 200 feet,

you'll be blown to hell...

which brings me back

to Bergman.

At an exact hour on M-Day,

the day of our mission...

Bergman and his men

will neutralize the flak posts.

If all goes well...

you should have

a clear run up the fjord.

If all goes well.

The factory will be

shipping fuel in 18 days.

Your special bombs

will be ready in 17.

Today is "M" minus 17.

Your orders are to obliterate

the target at whatever cost.

Any questions?

Lieutenant Bergman will be

working closely with you.

He knows the target well.

What are we practicing on?

We've found a valley

in Scotland.

It's not nearly as tough

as the fjord...

but it's the best we can do.

- Barratt?

- Sir?

This gives you

exact schedules and routes...

to the training site.

Training to

commence immediately.

That's all, gentlemen.

Will you find Lieutenant Bergman

suitable quarters?

I certainly will, sir.

Nice to have you with us,

Lieutenant.

Thank you very much.

Wing Commander!

I wanted to tell you

how pleased I am...

they chose you

for this operation.

I'm glad you are, Lieutenant.

Wish I felt the same.

You give me the impression

of doing difficult things.

I do what they tell me to do.

This is terribly important.

That's what they always say.

You sound so cynical.

Do I?

You have not seen

the Nazis at close range.

- Close enough.

- In the air, yes.

But I have seen them

in my own country...

torturing and

killing innocent people.

So you want to bury them

under that mountain?

Yes, if it will help

win the war.

Look, as long as

we're working together...

we might as well

understand each other.

We'll do the best job we can...

but it's a job,

not the Holy Grail, OK?

I will try to remember that.

You do that.

Climb in, Lieutenant.

I'll drive you to your quarters.

Thank you.

"X" marks the spot.

Our climb was slow.

We'll have to increase

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