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  • "NOON" - Here is the Battery Commander's Post during a shoot. One's attention is held by the figure of the operator. Normally, he is a young and cheeky Cockney lad, but here one feels the responsibility thrown on his shoulders and how well he "stands up to it." He has the unmistakeable Wireless look, recognisable to all who have seen him in these circumstances, oblivious to all, save the machine and its signals. The Battery Commander, calm and calculating, is making his corrections on the observations received from the aeroplane, and the Subaltern is passing on the Battery Commander's correction to the Gunners. The dug-out in this case is apparently an old cellar, and one recognises in it the local colour familiar to all.
  • "EVENING" - A sunset sky acts as a setting to the picture of the "strafed" battery position. The ground is pitted with newly made shell holes. The remains of a Wireless Dugout are still smouldering, and what is left of a mast stands precariously above it. The position is lurid and ominous, still full of the threat of DEATH, the price paid by many Battery Operators sharing the fortune of the Gunners.
  • "ENEMY AERODROME ACTIVE" - A watching F.E. hovers above the enemy aerodrome. Landing lights and other signs of activity appear. The Observer signals back by his C. W. to his own aerodrome, the code signal meaning "Enemy Aerodrome Active." This will bring out a bomb-laden flight of machines to raid the Hun aerodrome, probably in time to prevent the departure of the town-raiding Gothas; failing which, to destroy buildings and hangars, making the return of the enemy machines difficult or even impossible.
  • "REGISTERING FOR THE MONITOR" - The seaplane, poised in its blue and emerald setting, is flying to relieve the machine in the far distance, which is sitting over the Turkish fort, registering for the bombarding monitor. The registering machine in the distance is surrounded by Archie bursts. The enemy retaliation is shown by the water splashes near the monitor. The Eastern scene is rich in colour, and sea and land appear fantastic and unreal from the height, dwarfing all below it. But there is the invisible bond of communication by Wireless between the far away plane and the dwarfed ship.
  • 'STATION ERECTION" - A typical day of brilliant weather, when one felt the "joie-de-vivre" while battery visiting. A new station is being set up. The Battery Commander and Squadron Wireless Officer, after having settled the best position for the station are discussing the many points and problems dealing with Artillery Co-operation, in that spirit of camaraderie which was so typical of the intercourse between the Gunners and the Wireless Officer, who, on his battery visits, so often had to combine the spirit of an Ambassador, Diplomat and News Agency together with an impeachable knowledge on all points dealing with Artillery Co-operation, besides the expected Wireless Technical knowledge. The two Operators, evidently "old hands", think nothing of putting up their 30 foot mast unassisted, using pickets as a pivot for the base. The familiar Crossley Tender is waiting on the road and a patrolling R.E.8, a Hun diving behind a cloud, followed by Archie, a distant view of ruined Ypres, a camouflaged gun, complete the picture.
  • "THE BLYMPH" - The dazzle-painted steamer is attacked by a submarine. One can see the wake of the torpedo which has passed just astern of the tramp. The steamer replies with its gun, but, nevetheless, things would go badly with it were it not for the Blymph which called upon its Wireless and two Destroyers hurrying to the rescue.
  • "THE S.O.S." - A seaplane took fire far from land which meant Death to all the occupants, but for the fact that the Wireless Operator could erect a telescopic mast, and send out a Wireless S.O.S. for help. This was an actual incident.
  • "THE VISITING CORPORAL" - A solitary figure in the Flying Corps tunic, carrying curious-looking equipment, tramping stolidly around the batteries at all times of the day and night, often aroused the curiosity of the dwellers in the Forward Areas. It was a Visiting Corporal, a name without meaning to most but to those who knew, a heroic, impressive figure. Chosen from amongst the operators for his qualities of initiative, persistent, pertinacity, reliability, and skill in operating, he is placed in charge of ten or more stations. These he supervises, helping the inexperienced operator and bringing him equipment and clothing, collecting reports, investigating trouble, day in, day out, here and there, trudging through mud and debris, alone and without witness, over dreary, terrifying stretches of solitude, spurred on only by his own sense of duty and of "playing the game."
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