Rounding up the Raider: A Naval Story of the Great WarWesterman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
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Rounding up the Raider: A Naval Story of the Great War
Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Naval operations -- Juvenile fiction
The three officers again took shelter in the bush, keeping close and
parallel to the beaten track. Twenty minutes' steady progress brought
them to the edge of a large clearing. By the compass their direction
was now due west, showing that they had described a large semicircle.
They were now not far from the river. They could hear the swirl of the
flood-tide. Towards the centre of the clearing were several indistinct
objects that looked like gun-emplacements. Through the darkness came
the sound of men's voices. A dog yelped, and was instantly told to be
silent.
"This is no place for us," thought Denbigh. "Much as I should like to
see what is over there, I think we'll shift. I'll try and see how this
clearing bears for the river."
Fifty yards farther on progress was barred by a line of young trees.
Groping, the sub attempted to find a gap, but to his surprise the stem
he grasped gave way. It was merely the top of a palm tree lopped off
and forced into the ground. The whole row was merely a screen to mask
the guns from the river.
As the sub scrambled through the gap his foot tripped against a
concealed wire, and a spurt of red flame stabbed the darkness
accompanied by the sharp crack of a rifle.
Resisting the impulse to take to their heels the three officers backed
cautiously into the forest. Already numbers of men were hurrying to
the spot. Lights flashed upon the scene, revealing the presence of two
searchlight projectors set up on platforms almost above the heads of
the British fugitives.
In the confusion, for the German officers and men were shouting and
aimlessly running hither and thither, Denbigh and his companions
withdrew, until they found themselves at the place where a couple of
hours previously they had landed from the punt.
"Full speed ahead!" exclaimed Denbigh. "It will be dawn by the time we
reach the shore of the lagoon. I think we've seen enough to enable us
to locate the enemy's shore defences."
"Through the forest, or by the river?" asked O'Hara.
"Both," replied his chum. "Two miles farther down-stream is the spot
where we landed from the _Myra_. I can recognize it. You remember
what we buried there?"
"Rather," replied the Irishman. "The rifle and the ammunition we took
from von Eckenstein's man."
"It will come in jolly handy if we fall foul of more wild animals,"
continued Denbigh. "When we've recovered the rifle we'll follow the
same track as we did previously. Let's hope we'll be in time to warn
our cruisers, for from all appearances von Riesser hasn't played
himself out just yet."
"You're taking into consideration the possibility that the Germans have
left an observation post at the entrance to the river?" asked Armstrong.
"Rather," replied Denbigh. "Even if they hadn't posted a guard they'll
have made arrangements with the natives to give them the tip. Best leg
forward, lads. If we fail to see the White Ensign before another six
hours have passed I shall be horribly disappointed."
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