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At an air base in central Japan one day last week, a heavy spring rain swept across the runways and drummed on the roof of a large corrugated metal shed. Inside, the leather-jacketed crews for ten U.S. Air Force B-29s crowded into the briefing room. "Gentlemen," said the major, as he laid his pointer on a ten-foot map of Japan and Korea, "our target for tonight is the rail bridge at Sinhung." Said the captain: "You'll each be carrying forty 500-pound bombs with nose fuses . . . Flak is expected...
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