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The grinding, tearing protest of metal on hard ground pierced the air as the Corsair scorched to a wheelless stop in sight of enemy guns. The dazed pilot relaxed; the ordeal of nursing a crippled plane across the North Korean hills was over. Smokey bursts from Communist batteries had followed him all the way down, but now he was safe. He had reached tiny Yodo island and friendly hands.