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Word: searchlights (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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Intelligent Gentlemen. Eckstein's personal observations poke searchlight beams into corners of the Japanese psyche...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Sketches of a People | 3/29/1943 | See Source »

Below the surface a Japanese submarine faltered. The patrol boat circled, dropped more charges. Hurt this time, the Jap came up. With its deck guns it blazed away furiously at its attacker. The patrol boat fired back, turned on her searchlight. The little New Zealander was only 150 feet long; nevertheless she pointed her bow at the sub and charged forward...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World: Rum for the Crew | 3/8/1943 | See Source »

...ship was gone in a moonslick littered with wreckage. The raider made for a cruiser, splashed three bombs into the water not a hundred feet from her, saw them hurtle to her side, watched her heel over in a spreading pool of oil after the bombs burst. A searchlight beam burst from the shore, probed high in the sky. A few A.A. guns chattered. But the Fortress was clean away. Climbing to 5,000, she dropped her last bombs on a seaplane tender in the harbor's heart and streaked for home, while her crew made to one another...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Army & Navy - The Skip Does It | 1/18/1943 | See Source »

...Outlined were five long, hard "official pre-induction" courses in electricity, radio, shop work, machines and automotive mechanics for high-school boys and older night students. The 90-hour course in electricity, for example, would prepare students for 151 specialized Army jobs such as telegrapher, field lineman, bombsight mechanic, searchlight operator...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Education: 43 in '42 | 12/28/1942 | See Source »

...There were some big naval guns exploding shells near by with a loud whoosh and bouncing my kite up and down. When we unloaded everything, my crew started tossing out whiskey bottles with sticks in their necks, screamers which sound hellishly like big bombs and make searchlight crews scramble for cover. On the way home we could still see the fires 150 miles away. I was glad that night I was one of the people above and not one below...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BATTLE OF EUROPE: A Night to be Above | 9/21/1942 | See Source »

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