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Colonel
Cathcart
felt
hemmed
in
on
every
side
.
He
had
been
much
more
successful
in
obtaining
a
medal
for
Yossarian
after
the
debacle
of
Ferrara
,
when
the
bridge
spanning
the
Po
was
still
standing
undamaged
seven
days
after
Colonel
Cathcart
had
volunteered
to
destroy
it
.
Nine
missions
his
men
had
flown
there
in
six
days
,
and
the
bridge
was
not
demolished
until
the
tenth
mission
on
the
seventh
day
,
when
Yossarian
killed
Kraft
and
his
crew
by
taking
his
flight
of
six
planes
in
over
the
target
a
second
time
.
Yossarian
came
in
carefully
on
his
second
bomb
run
because
he
was
brave
then
.
He
buried
his
head
in
his
bombsight
until
his
bombs
were
away
;
when
he
looked
up
,
everything
inside
the
ship
was
suffused
in
a
weird
orange
glow
.
At
first
he
thought
that
his
own
plane
was
on
fire
.
Then
he
spied
the
plane
with
the
burning
engine
directly
above
him
and
screamed
to
McWatt
through
the
intercom
to
turn
left
hard
.
A
second
later
,
the
wing
of
Kraft
’
s
plane
blew
off
.
The
flaming
wreck
dropped
,
first
the
fuselage
,
then
the
spinning
wing
,
while
a
shower
of
tiny
metal
fragments
began
tap
dancing
on
the
roof
of
Yossarian
’
s
own
plane
and
the
incessant
cachung
!
cachung
!
cachung
!
of
the
flak
was
still
thumping
all
around
him
.
Back
on
the
ground
,
every
eye
watched
grimly
as
he
walked
in
dull
dejection
up
to
Captain
Black
outside
the
green
clapboard
briefing
room
to
make
his
intelligence
report
and
learned
that
Colonel
Cathcart
and
Colonel
Korn
were
waiting
to
speak
to
him
inside
.
Major
Danby
stood
barring
the
door
,
waving
everyone
else
away
in
ashen
silence
.
Yossarian
was
leaden
with
fatigue
and
longed
to
remove
his
sticky
clothing
.
He
stepped
into
the
briefing
room
with
mixed
emotions
,
uncertain
how
he
was
supposed
to
feel
about
Kraft
and
the
others
,
for
they
had
all
died
in
the
distance
of
a
mute
and
secluded
agony
at
a
moment
when
he
was
up
to
his
own
ass
in
the
same
vile
,
excruciating
dilemma
of
duty
and
damnation
.
Colonel
Cathcart
,
on
the
other
hand
,
was
all
broken
up
by
the
event
.
"
Twice
?
"
he
asked
.
"
I
would
have
missed
it
the
first
time
,
"
Yossarian
replied
softly
,
his
face
lowered
.
Their
voices
echoed
slightly
in
the
long
,
narrow
bungalow
.
"
But
twice
?
"
Colonel
Cathcart
repeated
,
in
vivid
disbelief
.
"
I
would
have
missed
it
the
first
time
,
"
Yossarian
repeated
.
"
But
Kraft
would
be
alive
.
"
"
And
the
bridge
would
still
be
up
.
"
