Shortcut to Tokyo

Words at war. Far out now, navigator. About eight miles south of Sherylville, Naxir. How's it going? It's low. We don't turn back soon. We won't get back. How about it Bart? You see anything?

I think lieutenant. It's plastic fog, but there I could. Not much chance of that, son. If we ever flew on a clear day, I wouldn't know how to find our way home. Yeah, what climate?

This year, come to the fog-brape dilutions for a soggy vacation. And we've been a term-maximum. We're past that good old point of no return right now. Hey, wait a minute. Through that break in the fog.

See it? Well... Cow. Jap-ships. One. Two. Three. Four. Five ships and more. Say that's an invasion freak. Hey, let's get going Lieutenant. We got some news for the boys back home. I wish we had a couple of bombs.

Scott, here comes a zero. Five o'clock. Oh! Two. See folks, you hit us all right. I can just make that cloud bank before he can get back. They got Eddie. Ben? It's okay, Roger. Just get back to base with that message.

Don't worry about that kid. It'll take a lot more than a zero to stop us now. Words at war. The National Broadcasting Company in cooperation with the Council on Books and War Time brings you another in a series of radio treatments of important books of this war.

Tonight our book is Corey Ford's first-hand account of the war in the Aleutians those fog-shrouded island stepping stones that mr. Ford has so aptly termed the shortcut to Tokyo and Here is the story in Corey Ford's own words History can turn on a very small hinge on the third of June 1942 a Navy PBY patrol ship commanded by Lieutenant LD Campbell