Royal Artillery soldier

Usage examples of bombardier.

The bombardier of each aircraft had to go down into the bomb bay and, walking along the narrow catwalk between the bombs and holding his portable oxygen bottle in one hand, pull out the arming pins of his bombs.

His bombardier released their ten 5oo-lb bombs on two merchant ships seen in the mouth of the River Elbe.

The lead plane soon reached the area recently bombed by the preceding bombers but the bombardier had no time to study his maps which would have shown what useful targets there might be here.

Shackley ordered his bombardier to retain his bomb-load and close the bomb doors and he flew on, hoping to catch up with his wing at the reassembly point east of Hamburg and hoping, too, to find some other target to bomb during the return flight to the German coast.

He stood in the door and looked at the gray ocean, thinking about the bombardier and watery death.

Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never took evasive action going in to the target and thereby increased the danger of all the men who flew in the same formation with him.

Havermeyer was the best damned bombardier they had, but he flew straight and level all the way from the I.

Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been demoted because he no longer gave a damn whether he missed or not.

One of the surprising things always was the sense of calm and utter silence, broken only by the test rounds fired from the machine guns, by an occasional toneless, terse remark over the intercom, and, at last, by the sobering pronouncement of the bombardier in each plane that they were at the I.

Yossarian that they bore him no animosity, they even assigned him to fly lead bombardier with McWatt in the first formation when they went back to Bologna the next day.

So had the tampering with the bomb line before the mission to Bologna and the seven-day delay in destroying the bridge at Ferrara, even though destroying the bridge at Ferrara finally, he remembered with glee, had been a real feather in his cap, although losing a plane there the second time around, he recalled in dejection, had been another black eye, even though he had won another real feather in his cap by getting a medal approved for the bombardier who had gotten him the real black eye in the first place by going around over the target twice.

McWatt, and he was not even safe with McWatt, who loved flying too much and went buzzing boldly inches off the ground with Yossarian in the nose on the way back from the training flight to break in the new bombardier in the whole replacement crew Colonel Cathcart had obtained after Orr was lost.

McWatt winked at him reassuringly as he climbed down from the plane and joshed hospitably with the credulous new pilot and bombardier during the jeep ride back to the squadron, although he did not address a word to Yossarian until all four had returned their parachutes and separated and the two of them were walking side by side toward their own row of tents.

He was the best bombardier in the squadron, and he and Robert had become fast friends.

Unlike the bombardier beetles, they seemed to have no obvious form of communication.