“Did you see that, sir?” he exclaimed.
“See what?”
“A light! It crossed my path!”
“Strange!” was the answer.
Yes, Jack thought it strange. Instinctively he banked hard to follow the light, but already it was circling. “Coming back!” His heart skipped a beat. He felt for his gun grip.
Automatically charting the course of that mystery plane whose light had blinked out, Jack cut a slow circle. Suddenly, as his eyes caught a shadow, he let out a burst of fire from both guns, counted three, then fired again.
All of a sudden the sky was alight. The thing before him—a Zero, he believed—had blown up.
“Those snoopers carry fighter protection now, sir,” he said.
“How could they?” The Commander was amazed. Then, “Probably have a carrier not too far away. Maybe others. We must keep a sharp lookout. But we must have the big snooper all the same.”
“Yes, sir, we must.” Jack started jockeying for a position that would give him a picture of the snooper against the moon.