Pretzel’s channel holiday- Part one.
Dover cliffs form a white ribbon along the western horizon.
The battalion, in full battle-dress, loads onto the cramped deck of
an old fFrench paddle steamer.
Feldwebelet Pretzel and her platoon know it will be a dangerous journey,
but their morale is high. The invasion of Brifain is on! They are to be in the first wave.
Overhead the bombers of the mighty Luftkrieg slowly pass, diminishing until
they are lost from sight into the soft blue of the enemy sky.
Later the tension is abruptly released. The leuftnet makes an announcement. There has been a delay.
The invasion is postponed for at least 24 hours…
“Aircraft returning!” rings out from the forward lookout detail. All eyes turn to the western sky.
The mighty Luftkreig returns from what appears to have been a very rough outing…
A tiny speck staggers from the formation. With a sputtering engine and a finger of oil-dark smoke,