"And our names are there!" cried Jack. "Tom, old man, we're going!"
"But where is it?" asked another American flier named Boughton. "What's the game?"
Knowing the secret would be safe with him Tom said:
"We're going to pot the big German cannon that's bombarding Paris!"
CHAPTER XVI
MISSING
News of the shelling of Paris by the long-range gun had, of course, been received at the aerodrome, though there had not, as yet, many details come in. Tom and Jack, as the latest arrivals from the big city, were called upon to tell all they knew, and they related their experiences in the raids, and also told about the various theories of the big gun.
"But how are we going to find it?" asked. Boughton. "It's easy enough, of course, for our squadron to go out with a lot of bombs. But where are we going to drop 'em?"
"Oh, we're to go to Paris for further instructions before starting on the quest," said Tom, who had made some inquiries about the orders concerning the picked squadron.