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Now, a quick look in on the officers' quarters. Our Cat's masters. That's the squadron commander at the mirror. Big game hunters are night, but the housekeeping has to be done. Evening clothes, fourty-fives, jungle knives just in case luck runs out and you have to walk home. And the picture, mmm-mmm. Off for a briefing. Final instructions, final warnings. Six Black Cats will fly tonight. Their pilots, navigators. First discussion: new angles of enemy strategy. To draw more blood from US invading troops, Japan is feeding key defences with ammunition, guns, concrete for pillboxes. Our objectives: to stop at sea where one bomb can sink what a hundred bombing runs ashore might not destroy.