"No you won't!" exclaimed Tom. "There'll be room all right!"
The running men reached the plane just as they could see, in the light of the burning factories, a squad of Germans rushing to intercept them. In haste they scrambled aboard, and pressed the self-starter on the engine. There was a throbbing roar, answered by a burst of fire from the German rifles, for the place had been so devastated that no machine guns were available just then.
"All aboard?" asked Tom, as he stood ready to put the motors at full speed and send the craft along the ground, and then up into the air
"All aboard—we're all here!" answered Jack, who had kept count. And Mr. Raymond was included.
Then with a louder roar the motors jumped to greater speed, and the Italian plane started off. In another instant it rose into the air.
With yells of rage the Germans even tried to hold it back with their hands, and, failing, they increased their fire. But though the plane was hit several times, and two on board shot, one later dying from his wounds, the whole party got off. A few minutes later they were above the burning factories, and had a view of the great destruction wrought on the German base. So completely destroyed was it that few defense
