Once arrived in Biarritz then we turned East to head for the field. That gave us the advantage of no early warning as to just where we were heading. But they managed to get the flak going pretty fast and hit us just as we dropped the bombs. And I don't recall it there were flares of any color or not. I was lying in the back of the plane while the others took care of my arm.

Sight of Biarritz from 18 000 feet


BOMBARDED ZONE


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