o," was the laconic reply. "Don't worry."
Reasoning with himself, Ross came to the decision that the advice was
thoroughly sound. Worrying would not help him in the least; neither
would cowering inside the frail body of the sea-plane. Twice within a
very short space of time he had experienced a sensation of "funk".
Twice he was surprised to find how quickly he recovered; for, at the
next shot from the monitor for which he was "spotting", he found that
the sensation of "cold feet" had given place to one of exhilaration
when he was able to record a "direct hit".
By this time the initial operations were terminating. The German fire
had almost ceased to be troublesome. Most of the big howitzers and
long-range guns had been knocked out. A few were still firing, but
very erratically.
At a signal from the senior officer, the monitors drew out of range,
and steaming at the maximum speed--a bare 11 knots--kept a course
parallel with the shore, accompanied by the patrol-vessels and
transports.
Well above effective shrapnel range, the squadron of sea-planes headed
for Zeebrugge. A number of aviatiks, which were flying over the German
new sea base, hurriedly turned tail. Previous experience had taught
them that naval air-craft could hit hard, in addition to carrying out
observation work.
There were, however, plenty of evidences that the Germans were rushing
up thousands of troops in order to deal with the supposed landing in
force. Train after train made towards the town, crammed with soldiers.
The sea-planes let the trains pass unhindered. It was not their
purpose to stop Germans from pouring into Zeebrugge. Once the troops
were there, then would be the time to cut their lines of communication.
Again the monitors opened fire. Their reception was hotter than it had
been in the neighbourhood of Ostend, for, in spite of frequent and
destructive molestation, the Germans had succeeded in throwing up
numerous heavily armed and cleverly concealed batteries.
At almost extreme range the British ships maintained a rapid high-angle
fire. In a few minutes fires had broken out in several places.
Fifteen-hundred-pound shells dropped in the canal basin, blowing to
atoms several submarines that were in the process of fitting out. The
harbour works were swept by the huge projectiles. The long curved
breakwater suffered heavily. Huge gaps appeared in the solid masonry.
Everything lying afloat in the enclosed water w
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