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7265943Clear for Action (A World War 2 Naval Adventure)https://www.gandhi.com.mx/clear-for-action--a-world-war-2-naval-adventure--9798224006045/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/6816981/image.jpg?v=6387381504922300005858MXNPiccadillyInStock/Ebooks/<p>THE DESTROYER SLID easily through a sea as flat as a river, the only indication of movement the white flash of her wake against the shadow of the quiet night that lay upon the sea. Two-miles astern, invisible to the naked eye, steamed the Allied battle-fleet. If the Jap came with torpedo-bombersand Petty Officer Thompson fully expected he wouldsoon after dark was his favourite time. Now.<br />Suddenly there was a crash. The sound came pulsing through the steel of the ships side, a dull mutter of thunder. It was irregular and continuous, not the timed crash of controlled broadsides. That meant barrage firing, with the director-layers electric trigger pressed all the time and the guns firing as soon as they were loaded. And it meant torpedo-bombers </p>...6906611Clear for Action (A World War 2 Naval Adventure)5858https://www.gandhi.com.mx/clear-for-action--a-world-war-2-naval-adventure--9798224006045/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/6816981/image.jpg?v=638738150492230000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20259798224006045_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9798224006045_<p>THE DESTROYER SLID easily through a sea as flat as a river, the only indication of movement the white flash of her wake against the shadow of the quiet night that lay upon the sea. Two-miles astern, invisible to the naked eye, steamed the Allied battle-fleet. If the Jap came with torpedo-bombersand Petty Officer Thompson fully expected he wouldsoon after dark was his favourite time. Now.<br />Suddenly there was a crash. The sound came pulsing through the steel of the ships side, a dull mutter of thunder. It was irregular and continuous, not the timed crash of controlled broadsides. That meant barrage firing, with the director-layers electric trigger pressed all the time and the guns firing as soon as they were loaded. And it meant torpedo-bombers </p>...9798224006045_Piccadillylibro_electonico_9798224006045_9798224006045J.E. MacdonnellInglésMéxico2025-02-01T00:00:00+00:00https://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/smashwords-epub-5a91ff3c-e92c-4860-b17e-94653a178c41.epub2025-02-01T00:00:00+00:00Piccadilly