Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"In other words, you direct me to trundle on board as fast as I can,"
said Adair. "I should like to lead the expedition myself, and as we
pull in I can take a sufficient survey of the fort for the purpose. As
I have had no share in the glories of the campaign, you will not refuse
me?"
Murray willingly agreed to Adair's request, and two of the _Flash's_
boats being quickly manned, the three steamers stood towards the fort.
As they approached, they were received by a pretty hot fire, which they
returned, while still standing on, with shells from their guns; and,
running close in, they brought their broadsides to bear on the fort,
into which they forthwith poured a shower of shot and shell. The boats
then cast off, and, led by Adair, pulled for a landing-place on one
side, from which a road led up apparently into the interior. The ships
meantime kept up a furious bombardment on the fort; and though one gun
from it was brought to bear on the boats, none of them were hit. Adair,
rapidly pulling for the shore, quickly landed, and without a moment's
loss of time led the way up the hill. Every instant he expected to see
the enemy, but none appeared. Turning to the right, and keeping under
cover of some rocks and trees, he made his way towards the fort. Ben
Snatchblock had been provided with a red flag, which he exhibited at the
last point whence it could be seen from the ships; and it was calculated
that in three minutes more after this the party would reach the rear of
the fort. Directly that time had elapsed, the ships were to cease
firing.
Adair and Higson led, followed closely by Ben, the two midshipmen being
ordered to bring up the rear. Ben having showed his flag, the party
rushed on, and directly afterwards a shower of bullets whistled over the
spot where they had been; but by that time Tom and Archie were a dozen
yards ahead. In less than three minutes they had reached the ditch in
the rear of the fort. Not a Russian helmet was to be seen on that side;
Adair and Higson had to restrain the ardour of their followers, who were
eager to climb over the defences. They waited till the last shot fired
from the ships came crashing into the fort; three or four seconds
passed, and no others came. Adair began to count--"One, two, three,
four, five, six--now, my lads, you may come on!" he exclaimed; and he
and his party, springing forward, began, with the agility of cats, to
climb over the defences.
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