Heavy Metal Page #6

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THE BELLYGUNNER:

The flak is severe, with electric blue flashes lighting up

the fuselage interior.

BELLYGUNNER:

Hey kid, how ya doing back there?

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THE TAILGUNNER:

Tailgunner momentarily lit with a shell burst, he's scared

shitless. He looks nervously back behind the aircraft at

the flak puffs behind the tail.

TAILGUNNER:

Gulp, ah ... I'm ah ... okay

... I think.

PILOT:

(V.O.)

Button it up, we're almost there.

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THE BOMBARDIER:

He is crouched over his bomb-sights, concentrating.

NAVIGATOR:

(V.O.)

C'mon Stepek, there's the

whole island of Rabaul down

there, you can't miss!

BOMBARDIER:

Screw you ...

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THE PILOT'S COMPARTMENT

Suddenly a shell explodes almost on the windshield and the

pilot rears back with the blast. The right windshield is

shattered.

PILOT:

We took a hit ...

The co-pilot sags forward, held back only by his shoulder

straps. His eyes stare. Blood runs from under his helmet.

We know he is dead.

PILOT:

Sh*t. Elkhorn just bought it.

BELLYGUNNER:

(V.O.)

We took one back here too.

C'mon Stepek, blast 'em!

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THE BOMBARDIER:

BOMBARDIER:

(hand on the release button)

Steady ... steady ... bombs away!

Let's get the hell outta here!

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THE GROUND:

We hear the shriek of descending bombs. The explosions walk

across the airfield, and in the light of the explosions we

see devastation. The last bomb hits a fuel dump, causing an

enormous ball of fire.

BOMBARDIER:

(V.O.)

Yahoo! Bullseye!

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THE PACIFIC PEARL

PILOT:

(exhilarated)

Nice shooting Stepek, how are the

rest of you guys?

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