AN AIR BATTLE
Outline:1- Screaming noise of the aircraft
2- Frequently circled over the town
3-Gone to the railway station
4- The aircraft dived
5-Sound of bullets
6-Pieces of metal
7-Proved their superiority
It was the fourth day of the War. By that time we had become used to the screaming noise of the aircraft. The Jet bombers came frequently circled over the town and left hurriedly. It was seldom that they had the courage to drop their bombs, because the fighters were always in the air to engage, them.
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That day I had gone to the railway station to receive a friend. It was about eleven o'clock. The train had not come. I went to the station master’s office. He had a transistor radio by his side. It was time for the news broadcast. He switched on the radio. The news was exciting PAF Jets had downed fourteen Indian bombers that morning.
We felt very happy ,In the meantime, the train had arrived. I welcomed my friend and the latest news. As came out of the station, we heard the roar of the aircraft. We looked up. Four, planes had appeared in the sky. They had come from the eastern side ‘Indian bombers . I told my friend. Two of them dived low. Before- they could unload their bombs, two aircraft came roaring from the west.
These were the Sabres.Suddenly the air was filled with the thud-hud of machine guns. The aircraft dived, climbed, turned and chased each other. The Indian planes came lower and lower. A fighter followed as if it were glued to their tails.
Suddenly the air was filled with the sound of bullets. One of the enemy burst into flames. The second one .
But the other Sabre was chasing it like a bloodhound. In a few seconds it was in flames and crashed to the ground. The other two Indian aircraft had disappeared. The sky was calm and silent as before. The fight had ended. Only clouds of smoke told the story of the battle. The people who had seen the airfight shouted and clapped in joy and excitement .
someone began to run towards the burning aircraft.
All of us followed. , In half an hour we reached the place where the two Indian planes burned, a few furlongs apart from each other. The army markingon their tails was still visible. Broken and twisted pieces of metal were scattered all around.
We took a few pieces as souvenirs and went home. There we learned that the remaining two Indian planes had been shot down by ground fire, three miles away from the town. Our Air Force and Army had once again proved their superiority.
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