THE
RESCUE FLIGHT
by Captain W.
E. Johns
XVI. ‘CAPTAIN
FORSYTH OF THE BUFFS’
(Pages 200 – 210)
“The minutes passed, the sky growing brighter,
but still there came no comforting drone of aero-engines from the west”. Thirty is getting hungry and decides to go
and get a hidden food package from the hedge near the corner of the wood. At such an early hour with no one around, Thirty is happy to just stroll along and when he rounds a
tall growth of bracken he is astonished to walk straight into a German
soldier. The soldier is eating bread and
sausage from a paper bag. Thirty is in
his British uniform and can’t believe it when the German offers him some
food. “Thirty found enough strength to
shake his head. ‘Danke’, he mumbled
mechanically”. Twenty yards along there
is another German soldier who merely nods pleasantly at him. Thirty turns around and walks back and tells
Rip and Forsyth what he has seen. “He’s
pulling our legs,” smiled Forsyth. They
hear the sound of an aircraft engine, which Thirty recognises as a Beardmore
engine. Thirty says Biggles “must have
got hold of a Fee” (F.E.2D – a two-seater).
Thirty says he will light a fire to warn Biggles off. “Forsyth ran a few paces along the
hedge. “What are you talking about?” he
asked gruffly. “There isn’t a soul in
sight”. Forsyth says it is just
nerves. “I’ve had that happen to me more
than once. Fellows in the trenches are
always shooting at Huns that don’t exist”.
“You may be right,” returned Thirty, now seriously beginning to wonder
if he had been a victim of a hallucination”.
In the sky they see two Camels and two Fees. The two Fees land and the pilots are
strangers to Thirty. Forsyth gets in one
and Thirty sits on his lap. Rip gets in
the other. Both planes take off and they
are all able to fly back towards the Lines without seeing any enemy
aircraft. In due course they see Mahoney
with six Camels who has come some distance over the Lines to meet them. They land back at their aerodrome and the two night flying Fee pilots go and get some breakfast. Thirty introduces Biggles to Forsyth. Biggles explains that after the storm he
organised the Fees from 100 Squadron by ringing Shorty Grimsdon. Thirty goes to ring Raymond to tell him that
everything went O.K. and then he rejoins Biggles, who
is now in the office. Forsyth says he
should be getting along but Thirty says he has to stay. “What do you mean?” “You’ll sit where you are, that’s what I
mean”, grated Thirty. (‘You’ll sit
where you are, that’s what I mean’, grated Thirty - is the illustration on page
31). There was dead silence. Every one in the
room stiffened. In Thirty’s hand was an
automatic, its muzzle pointing unwaveringly to Forsyth’s chest”.