Ginger felt the blood drain from his face. The muscles seemed to go stiff. For a few seconds he could not speak.
'Was the name of the prisoner given?' he blurted.
'No.'
'It doesn't matter, ' muttered Ginger. 'There could be only one Gosling in that area. They've got Algy!'
Late in the Second World War Biggles and his team are in Malaya, operating a secret commando under the nose of the Japanese occupiers. Algy is captured after his plane goes down over the Indian Ocean but Biggles will not abandon him. A night raid is called for...
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Ginger felt the blood drain from his face. The muscles seemed to go stiff. For a few seconds he could not speak. 'Was the name of the prisoner given?' he blurted. 'No.' 'It doesn't matter, ' muttered Ginger. 'There could be only one Gosling in that area. They've got Algy!' Late in the Second World War Biggles and his team are in Malaya, operating a secret commando under the nose of the Japanese occupiers. Algy is captured after his plane goes down over the Indian Ocean but Biggles will not abandon him. A night raid is called for...