The plane started to shake and I could see out the window a swarm of luminous bees which pierced our right wing. We began to fall immediately and sergeant ordered to prepare for a jump. From the depths of the city I saw a massive german anti-aircraft fire with dazzling rays of spotlights in the night sky. Shells were exploding very close and many guys died without reaching the ground. Me, Sergeant Craigan and two other men landed on the lake shore near the city outskirts. Brinelle which was famous for its rich grain and apples harvest had to become a fierce battleground.
- It seems like the bridge straight ahead allows the Germans to transfer heavy equipment. - sgt. Craigan said. - We have to destroy it, capture a foothold and wait for the main forces.
Fortunately the Germans did not know yet where to find us. When we got to the railway line we planted explosives under the bridge.
- Fire in the hole!
There was a deafening explosion and the bridge collapsed. I heard an anxious whistle of a locomotive. Then it thundered again and the sound seemed like claws of a great iron beast were scraping the concrete slabs.