Are you taking the wheel today, he asked. Yes I will, we are
taking the “CE27C” right?
Yeah, let’s get that clean up before you go, it is a big battle.
Lets clean it now.
Morris and I slowly walked over to the runway and plane
gathering to find the Aircraft. Morris and I looked very similar
Morris and I really were, we looked identical. Especially with
our Japanese piloting uniforms. We both were short and very
muscular with black hair. After 2 hours of intense cleaning in
the hot sun that was boiling my blood and frying my skin we
finally done. I could see myself glittering in the front window
of the aircraft.
I'm ready for battle, I said to myself proudly. I could really
feel the soldier in me even though I was scared to death.
The commandant said we are going to have the “lucky”
ceremony on deck D, Morris said. What is a “lucky”
ceremony? I wondered
It is basically when you pray to the gods so that they help you
win the battle, It's complete nonsense I know, Morris said .
After some unreturnable hours we headed back to our attack
plane for boarding.
For every step I took the more afraid I got, the
confidence was not on my side anymore, the ceremony
didn’t help…
Morris asked me some simple questions as we
approached but I refused to answer because I was too busy
concentrating not to break down and cry.
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