High up, the plane was a tiny object in the sky, but the handful of Army officers watching it from their steel-&-concrete tower could hear its voice from 10,000 ft. up:
"Hello, bombing field, this is b23. We have a 2,000-lb. bomb to drop." Before the plane came over the 20-ft. white X on the pock-marked ground a mile from the observers, its bomb doors opened. The bomb flopped out. The men in the tower could see it, a short pencil line hanging horizontal for a fraction of a second. Then its nose jerked down...
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