The Kachin Story

Are you willing to undertake a dangerous mission behind the enemy lines? Knowing you may never return alive. What you have just heard is the question asked during the war to agents of the OSS. Ordinary citizens who to this question answered, yes.

This is... ...clock and dagger. Warfare. Espionage, international intrigue. These are the weapons of the OSS. Today's adventure, the Cutcheon Story, tells of an agent, an American agent, dropped behind Japanese lines in Burma.

A story suggested by actual incidents recorded in the Washington files of the Office of Strategic Services. A story that can now be told. The sky hangs low over Burma. In 1944, it was more than just the smoke and dust haze that blankets it in the dry season.

It was the tension in the air that weighed the clouds down so that they almost seemed to be pressing against the wings of our plane. You gotta reach your objective in a few minutes, Mike.

Good. I'll tell you when to hit the cell. You got everything? Yep. Radio. Spies. I'm all set. Boy, that thick jungle down there. Thick with jazz. That's what I mean. I looked down on your towering jungle-cutthed mountains of North Burma.

I thought of a small band of cutching natives who were waiting for me. I thought about how pitifully outnumbered they were behind the enemy lines. Now they hated the jabs. And then all of a sudden...

I didn't have time to think anymore. How lousy, Jap fighter. What cloud did he crawl out of? Too late to run, we're in for it. Sorry, you're gonna be late for your appointment. Brother, what I can do with a tail guner now.