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pg. 107 No one batted an eye. The B-29's are going over again tonight. 3 July 1945 It was only a 50-plane pin-point raid last night but the significance lies in the fact that it was the second consecutive night that the B-29's hit. The new men made several runs today. They ask many questions. That is good. It's the only way they can learn. A fellow came into the tent this afternoon well lit up (the fellow I mean) and offered to buy a bottle of beer for fifty cents. I felt sorry for the guy and gave him one for nothing. It was a spare can of ale and I don't like the stuff anyway. He was embarassingly grateful as only a drunk can be. I finally sucedded in getting him to leave. This morning two fighter were shot down near Chichi by Jap anti-aircraft fire. The pilots got out of their planes and swam to a rock jutting out of the ocean just off the island itself. Our pilots kept up a drum fire barrage against the beaches facing the rock to prevent the Japs from firing at the two men out there. A B-17 dropped a launch and they came back in it. The food at the mess-hall has been quite bad lately nothing more than C rations so this evening I didn't