In The Kitting Out Room Number 6 and the RAF
Group Captain are preparing for a long flight. The Colonel is studying the
navigation board, with 500 by 1500 to sweep, 750,000 square miles, quite an area.
Clearance had just come through for refueling at RAF Gibraltar. Then they’ll
sweep as far as they can today, then again tomorrow, and tomorrow, and
tomorrow. Number 6 is a stubborn fellow. As Number 6 and the Colonel leave the
kitting out room the RAF Group Captain shouts to them “I won’t be a minute” and
the doors to the Kitting out room are closed. The Colonel bids his ex-colleague
good luck and they walk towards the Meteor jet aircraft which has been fuelled
and prepared for the long flight. Meanwhile the milkman having parked his milk
float outside the Kitting Out Room is sorting out his crates of milk bottles as
he watches the Colonel and Number 6 walk away. He then picks up a crate of milk
bottles and walks towards the double doors of Kitting out Room. We don’t see it
of course, but the milkman enters the Kitting Out Room, and what takes place
after that is complete supposition. But why did the Colonel hang back, “I won’t
be a minute” he said. Was that deliberate because he was waiting for the milkman?
Perhaps the Group Captain then helped the milkman into a flying suite, because
the milkman had only a few moments before he had to join Number 6, having taken
the place of the Group Captain as pilot of the Meteor jet aircraft. That would
presuppose that the Group Captain was in league with The Village. Then again,
it might be quite on the cards that the appearance of the milkman at the
aerodrome was something ordinary and everyday, as he delivers the milk, and
this agent has taken his place which would naturally get him into the Kitting
Out Room. The Group Captain might have been taken by surprise for a moment by
the arrival of the milkman, and then overcome by nerve gas! The milkman having
produced a gas gun as he entered the Kitting Out Room, fired the gun subduing
the Group Captain. Once the nerve gas had dissipated, he quickly got into his
flying suit and helmet, and with the tinted visor down, hurried to the aircraft
having taken the Group Captain’s place.
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