His life. Or the man beside him.
A burning Whitley bomber over the Dutch coast, January 1941. The port engine on fire. The aircraft slipping and losing altitude. The North Sea five minutes below. Sergeant Ron Wade, twenty-three years old, the rear gunner, was crouched at the open fuselage door with his parachute on, about to jump. Then he saw the navigator coming up the fuselage, dragging his harness — unable to clip it on as the plane slewed. The silk in Ron's own chute was already catching the flames. He had seven seconds before the aircraft hit the water. He turned back. He zipped the navigator's harness shut, pushed him out, and jumped after him. He was the last man out of Z6462.





