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G-8 and His Battle Aces #33: Patrol of the Cloud Crusher-logo

G-8 and His Battle Aces #33: Patrol of the Cloud Crusher

Robert J. Hogan

They looked like ordinary clouds, the kind that parade across the sky every day. Yet their fleecy whiteness concealed a terrible threat to the Allied war effort. As American planes flew past, monster arms thrust out, titan fingers clutched at flashing winds. One by one, the dawn patrol was ground to a sickening, useless pulp. The High Command refused to believe these reports. But wise in the ways fo the Kaiser's weird war machine, G-8, America's top Intelligence Ace, understood that this was no wartime hallucination. Rushing to the rescue, the Flying Spy ranged through unknown skies leading the Patrol of the cloud Crusher. But what could Lewis machine-gun lead do against a mighty hand larger than a Zeppelin? ©2013 Radio Archives, LLC (P)2016 Dreamscape Media, LLC

They looked like ordinary clouds, the kind that parade across the sky every day. Yet their fleecy whiteness concealed a terrible threat to the Allied war effort. As American planes flew past, monster arms thrust out, titan fingers clutched at flashing winds. One by one, the dawn patrol was ground to a sickening, useless pulp. The High Command refused to believe these reports. But wise in the ways fo the Kaiser's weird war machine, G-8, America's top Intelligence Ace, understood that this was no wartime hallucination. Rushing to the rescue, the Flying Spy ranged through unknown skies leading the Patrol of the cloud Crusher. But what could Lewis machine-gun lead do against a mighty hand larger than a Zeppelin? ©2013 Radio Archives, LLC (P)2016 Dreamscape Media, LLC
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They looked like ordinary clouds, the kind that parade across the sky every day. Yet their fleecy whiteness concealed a terrible threat to the Allied war effort. As American planes flew past, monster arms thrust out, titan fingers clutched at flashing winds. One by one, the dawn patrol was ground to a sickening, useless pulp. The High Command refused to believe these reports. But wise in the ways fo the Kaiser's weird war machine, G-8, America's top Intelligence Ace, understood that this was no wartime hallucination. Rushing to the rescue, the Flying Spy ranged through unknown skies leading the Patrol of the cloud Crusher. But what could Lewis machine-gun lead do against a mighty hand larger than a Zeppelin? ©2013 Radio Archives, LLC (P)2016 Dreamscape Media, LLC

Language:

English

Narrators:

Nick Santa Maria

Length:

3h 45m


Chapters

Chapter 1
Chapter 1

01:25


Chapter 2
Chapter 2

15:41


Chapter 3
Chapter 3

18:21


Chapter 4
Chapter 4

10:47


Chapter 5
Chapter 5

16:06


Chapter 6
Chapter 6

14:28


Chapter 7
Chapter 7

12:35


Chapter 8
Chapter 8

15:07


Chapter 9
Chapter 9

22:16


Chapter 10
Chapter 10

09:48


Chapter 11
Chapter 11

13:27


Chapter 12
Chapter 12

18:13


Chapter 13
Chapter 13

17:24


Chapter 14
Chapter 14

13:06


Chapter 15
Chapter 15

25:19


Chapter 16
Chapter 16

01:46