A alone in the rear turret of a Lancaster bomber, Paul Dean searched the night sky with weary eyes, his four Browning machine guns ready for instant action.
Here he was above Nazi-held Europe on a dangerous bombing raid when he could have been safely tucked up in a warm bed back in England. And the reason he was in this peril was all thanks to the air gunner's badge he wore on his tunic - a badge which thousands of gunners wore with pride. Now Paul was trying to that same right....
First published 1980
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