“Sergeant Donnelly,” he called.
“Yes, sir,” Donnelly replied, stepping to his side.
“I’ve got a job for you, Dick,” Scotti said quietly. “And not an easy one.”
“That sounds good, Jerry,” Dick replied. “What is it?”
CHAPTER FOUR
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“Here’s a map of this region,” Lieutenant Scotti said, unfolding a paper which Dick Donnelly looked at eagerly. “You can see the hill we’re on. Here’s the pass in the valley below, and over there is the hill over which the Rangers will attack on the flanks. They’re probably waiting under cover there now.”
“Yes, I see,” Dick replied.
“Well, back here is the dam,” the lieutenant said. “We’ve got to make a pass at it, as if we were going to blow it up. Also, we’ve got to send out parties as if to cut this telegraph line over here, and another as if to blow up that bridge on the road out of the pass. As you know, we’ll not do any of those things, but we want the German observation planes—which ought to be coming along in about five minutes—to see us heading in those directions. They’ll report back, and the commander in the Pass will rush up at least a third of his force to stop us.”
“I get the idea,” Dick said. “And which one do you want me to go after?”