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Updated: May 16, 2025
Appincourte Bluff, just beyond the little river, could hardly be seen at all, but the roar of the motors overhead indicated that something might be on the wing. Without question few advance sentries still remained near the ruins that once had been a capacious subterranean chamber.
"Like to 'a' got you back there!" he shouted. "Where you been?" "Looking for you mainly. What you going do next?" "See that line of fire off norwest! We that's where our front and Johnny Bull's join. Appincourte Bluff seems either to have been turned or to have turned Fritzy off. Ready for a scrimmage?" "You ought to know, Lafe!" Bangs laughed easily into the megaphone. "Ready for most anything."
From there the Germans had doubtless expected to emerge in assault, while their artillery made the essential barrage to stay any possible resistance while their infantry crossed the stream. But the Allied bombardment, made possible by Erwin's daring final flight across the Bluff towards his own quarters, had made Appincourte futile so far as that assault went. Still Fritz might be there.
One was on account of the stunts you did along with me; then for what you did after you went on your own hook and busted into that Boche communicating trench which made them try to Archie you and thus exposed to us what they had done in making themselves at home under Appincourte Bluff." "Yes, yes! Come to the point, Lafe! What is it you and I have got to do today, or whenever it comes off?"
Was Fritz, now that his observation points were at least temporarily out of active service, taking his revenge by another drive? And where the Allies would least suspect? That is, right over the Appincourte Bluff? "What ought I do?" reflected Blaine, still gently climbing higher. "It's a still night, foggy, good for most anything up here, except to see or be seen and that's what I don't want.
He was there that is, a few of him. They were watching for a signal the blue flare of a rocket that should tell Fritz of another air raid. But the noise of motors close above confused his calculations. Why were the Entente airmen flying so low? Might they not be up to more devilment with regard to Appincourte? The blue flare had gone up. But it happened that Fritz did not see it.
We've helped bust up that charge, no matter how their advance has fared at Appincourte or elsewhere." Forward went the Allied infantry, driving the now disrupted Huns before them. The fog kept clearing. Presently both Blaine and Bangs saw heavy masses of men advancing in platoon formation over the scraggy battle-scarred plain. They were probably two miles distant from the retreating Huns.
More than that; for Stanley, leaning far over to scan the earth below, suddenly saw men rushing some kind of a gun up a steep incline. Where was that? It could not be the Appincourte Bluff, for that was now in our hands. But he recalled another elevation near the small stream behind. "Can it be the Boches have tunneled to that former another advancing post?"
I kept thinkin' how I was going to get out of this when I heard the tramp and scuffle of advancing infantry. "All at once I knew. They're sour yet over busting up their big underground at Appincourte Bluff; and now comes this raid of ours and away goes that string of a dozen balloons. I guess it was too much." "Infantry! What infantry? Oh, you mean Fritzy!" "Who else?
Upon recovering from his first state of coma, after sustaining his injury, he had borne the long, wearisome ride, the spatter and peril of conflict without complaint. At Appincourte Bluff, where was now a base hospital, he was taken from the plane and put under adequate medical care.
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