When he asked what could have upset Hap he was told about
the news that Arnold was dealing with. No wonder he was under so much pressure.
No wonder poor Hap's ticker had stopped. Poor Hap. These were war winning or
losing choices that had to be made and made now. It was almost impossible for
him to concentrate as he poured over the reports that Hap had just dropped and
scattered all over the floor when he collapsed. A few of the pages had poor Hap's
blood on them. Poor Hap.
He had to take command and take command now. The order to start
the long planned operation would take a week to be fully implemented, and the
RAF did not have much time left. The Soviets would not be distracted and might
start to wonder about where the USAAF was and why they had not assisted the RAF
with more planes and pilots. Why were the B29s not bombing their cities? Any
day now they could shift their forces back to the targets that truly mattered.
The kinds of targets who's destruction had help defeat Germany and ground the
Luftwaffe. The only kind of target that the few remaining atomic bombs could
have a devastating effect on and thus cripple the Red Army for a good 6 months.
With Britain effectively out of the war they could shift their attention back
to what undoubtedly was the prize...to what really mattered... to their oil
fields at Baku and Ploesti. They could be well on their way to ringing their
oil production facilities with those cursed rockets that took out our first
attempt to use the Bomb in this war.
The time is now! This is for you old friend...
"Jensen get me Ike. We have a war to win and I'm sure
Hap would have wanted us to carry on. Get me Ike ... NOW! We go and we go big!
Operation Hap is a go! Get me Kenny after Ike. We go with all we got, and we go
now!"
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