"I got them," he said. "We rendezvous with a destroyer off the coast
tonight. It will escort us to Japan."
"What do we do in the meantime?"
"There is danger that the Communists picked up my signals and got a
bearing. If the coast patrol or the jets don't see us we will be OK."
"What about our own jets? Can't we get fighter cover?"
"Only as a last resort ... and it would probably be too late. The Air
Force has been warned to avoid all incidents and they do not wish to
fly close to the coast."
* * * * *
The sun was almost gone behind the hills of the steep Korean coast
when the Red jets found us. They came out of the sun, as experienced
fighters do, and the high whistle was already over us before we saw
them.
"Migs!" I yelled and ran to the stern. "Cut loose! Spread out and head
in to shore."
The little boats swung to starboard almost at once and wavered off like
water beetles trying to dodge a dragon fly. Lee Sung was at the wheel
again. He spun it sharply and the bow swung towards the shore. There
was shelter in a narrow cleft between a rocky pinnacle and the cliffs
of the mainland if we could reach it. We would have to chance the depth
of the water. By now the jets were around again and peeling off for
the attack. They were coming in low from the northwest this time as we
were getting some protection from the shoreline. I watched them come,
feeling helpless without a weapon, ready to drop behind the mainmast
when I saw the angle of flight. At the stern, Makstutis was lying flat,
his helmet back on his head and his teeth bared as he squinted over
the barrel of the heavy machine gun into the bright light. Beside him
Kang was feeding the belts. Propped up against the side, Yip Kee braced
his automatic rifle on the wooden rail and waited calmly. I swivelled
around. Blackie and two others had the forward gun aimed and waiting.
In the little junks, dropping rapidly astern, I saw that Kim and his
men were already fighting. Their puny burp guns popped bravely at the
two jets which, ignoring them as too small, were concentrating all
their attention on us.
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