It was another grey, drizzly morning when the call came through from HQ: "Angel squadrons 1, 4, 6 scramble! Gerry approaching! Gerry approaching! 7 o'clock high!"
I threw my tepid coffee away and ran straight to the field to help Mr Tiggy into his flight gear. "Good luck today old chap, show those Gerries 'what for' eh!" I said. "Meow", came the reply, as cool as ever. I looked frantically to the skies, but the clouds were thick and there was no sign of the enemy formation yet. I gave Mr Tiggy a thumbs-up and saluted, feeling a swelling sense of pride and worry simultaneously filling my chest.
And they were off! Mr Tiggy led the formation, flanked by Fluffy and Pumpkin. Soaring into the sky, they quickly came up level with, and just behind, the Gerry forces. RA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TAT! RA-TA-TA-TAT! Rounds ripped through the sky, turning the bombers to crumbs. Suddenly, a distress call came through from Pumpkin: "Meow". She had a bogey on her six! Mr Tiggy and Fluffy quickly banked round to come to her rescue, closing in on the Gerry fighter rapidly. But not rapidly enough - Pumpkin was taking heavy fire, her tailplane shot to pieces! As the Gerry came round and zeroed Pumpkin for surely the last time, Mr Tiggy unleash a fury of rounds. RA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TAT! BOOM!!! Down went the Gerry, smoking and spiraling into the drink! Pumpkin came over the radio, clearly shaken by the close call: "Meow".
When I look back on that day, I think how it could have turned out for the worse if it weren't for the quick reactions of Mr Tiggy. And I'll never forget his cool quip when they landed back at base and he jumped down from his aircraft: "Meow".
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