“Tell Don—a lot of barrel rolls!”
Garry saw the utility of the maneuver. They had already executed a half-roll, turning from upside down to level. One after another, in succession, a series of barrel rolls would get them, sidewise, away.
They would lose very little altitude.
Best of all, the stunt would send them off in an evolution that would make it almost impossible to catch them, by angular direction of the missiles, because Chick knew a variation—and gave it.
“Tell Don—barrel rolls, and reverse rolls!”
Garry realized the value of Chick’s wit, relayed the idea.
Down went a wing. Up went the other.
Over and over, the Dragonfly revolved on its tail-and-nose line.
Three rolls followed one another.
At the end of the third, Don checked the ship.