BOMBER: A DEFENSE REPORT ON FILM

One American airplane factory. One of many, one bomber, thousands on the way. An angel of death. Death to those who mock free people. Death to those who tell the world they are out to wreck the American democratic system. Hundreds here, thousands, tens of thousands on the way. Test flight. Every part tested, every piece of metal tested, every bolt riveted and welded seam tested under the pressure of combat conditions. Off the ground now for the first time is a complete fighting unit. Power. Power to travel far, dump her bombs, and return. power to say, "I can outfly and outfight any pursuit ship now fighting over Europe. I am the strength of the people of the free world. Heat. Heat. Here you get our insides. Aluminum alloy, light and strong. Steel, copper, brass, a dozen other metals put together like a fine watch. Wings made strong to hold her high in the air while she delivers. Each wing built to take all the pounding a superpowered motor can give it. And here is the fireb where the bomber begins to grow. Born in fire. You fight fire with fire. She's going to have the guts, wind, stamina to fight and deliver death. A belly full of it to those who are asking for it. Made of metals tempered and strong. Woven together. Strong. American mass production. American knowhow. Hands with knowhow. Minds with American knowhow. These workers, these riveters, welders, drillers, all these craftsmen have pride, a genuine pride in their share, their participation in the Titanic job we call national defense production. Parts more than 25,000 for each ship. parts stacked up, waiting to be assembled and woven into a living destroyer traveling the sky. We are taking these parts, weaving them into a thing that breathes and lives. Breathes with a spirit of America. The spirit that says, "Don't tread on me. made to stand heavy toil and struggle. Made to stand shock and storm and heavy travel. Ready to flank and outflank the enemy. Packing enough power to climb over the highest anti-aircraft barrage. Everything under control from hundreds of subasssemblies from scores of major assemblies. These precisionbuilt sections roll into final assembly. Day and night, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. Body, bones, and wings roll and join into the form of a finished breathing bomber. Bombers. Thousands in the air now. Tens of thousands on the way. The motor. Raw naked power. A Niagara of horsepower. John Henry on one wing, Paul Bunan on the other. wires. Miles of wires link the nerve centers of the ship. The giant wing spar protects the cables from enemy gunfire. And she packs guns. So many guns the army won't let us tell about. A flying arsenal. She's the toughest fight in the ship of her size in the air. Here is America. Stronghearted, keen, aware, alive, massive, honest. This wing seems to say, "You can count on me. Dawn, daylight over Europe, over Asia. Night, black man. America flies into the dawn. Bombers for a new day. Heat. Heat. Humanity with all its fear, with all its hopes of future years, is hanging breaths on thy fate. Heat. Heat.