Age of Aces » Donald Keyhoe

“Vultures of the Lost Valley” by Donald E. Keyhoe

Bill — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 13:58:35 +0000

In the November 1936 issue of Flying Aces, Donald E. Keyhoe introduced Richard Knight, ace pilot and secret agent of the U.S. government. Along with his dame-chasing assistant Larry Doyle, heÂ confronts evil-doersÂ aroundÂ Â the world,Â flying his specially equipped (and heavily armed) blue Northrup.

Down upon the flood-lit Washington Airport came a sleek Douglas transport. And from it ran a strangely costumed girl wielding a glittering dagger in spirited attempts to protect herself from the burly men who sought to stop her. Only the lightning decision of a tall, well-built man in a car on the driveway saved her. That man was Richard Knight. And this surprising incident was destined to send him upon the most startling adventure of his careerâ€”an adventure which, wholly unknown to him, had begun more than half a century before he was born.

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“The Squadron in Scarlet” by Donald E. Keyhoe

Bill — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 13:22:14 +0000

Here is another high flying adventure of “Cyclone” Bill Garrity and The Devildog Squadron. For months the grim spectre of that German staffel had stalked up and down the Front, dropping its sinister messages of death upon British and French squadrons. And now at last it struck at the flying Marines. For out of the cloud mists over that Devildog drome a white-winged German plane swooped low, and from it came the threat of doomâ€”a black coffin holding the body of a Devildog pilot.

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“The Squadron Without a Name” by Donald E. Keyhoe

Bill — Thu, 10 Sep 2009 01:54:33 +0000

Once again the Devildog Squadron is roaring into action!

Under guard in his hutâ€”on a double charge of treason and murder! He had led two men out on a secret mission and they had not returnedâ€”but he had brought straight to his hidden drome a flock of Boche. And that night he was found beside the body of the man who had called him a spyâ€”and the man was dead, shot through the heart! Yet for Larry Brent, one of those twenty loyal hellions the Boche had named Devildogs, there was always a way outâ€”even though it led to the Squadron Without a Name.

Download “The Squadron Without a Name” (September 1931, Sky Birds)

“Devildog Breed” by Donald E. Keyhoe

Bill — Wed, 19 Aug 2009 20:37:53 +0000

Here they are againâ€”that bunch of flying, fighting Devildogsâ€”Lucky Lane and the Three Lunatics, Cyclone Bill Garrity, and the rest of the mad Marines. And fighting against them is a silent, unseen menaceâ€”a strange, black shadow that shrouds whole formations in its sable cloak of death, and sends them reeling downâ€”to doom.

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“Devildog Doom” by Donald E. Keyhoe

Bill — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 21:24:53 +0000

Four squadrons had been wiped out by the unknown menace that struck from above, and in the smoldering ruins of those Allied dromes not a man was left alive. Now in the air before Cyclone Bill Garrityâ€™s eyes four Spads had vanished, and only smoke and fiery fragments showed where the fearful man-made lightning had taken its toll. The drome of the 81st lay directly in the path of this weird, flashing doom from the skiesâ€”and the Devildogs would be next!

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“Isle of Lost Ships” by Donald E. Keyhoe

Bill — Fri, 06 Mar 2009 21:06:18 +0000

Gil Tracy and Porky Baines, test pilots for Transatlantic Airways, are caught right in the middle when pirates set their sights on the company’s trans-ocean planes. The two adventurers must fight their way from New York to the mythical Sargasso Sea.

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“Lucky’s Day” by Donald E. Keyhoe

Bill — Sun, 16 Mar 2008 22:37:38 +0000

And now an exciting tale of The Devildog Squadron!
Lucky Lane swore as he realized he had lost his formation in the billowing gray clouds. He leveled off between two layers of leaden mist and peered about him. The other three of the â€œFour Lunaticsâ€ had been behind his Spad not thirty seconds past. But now he was alone. Not only that, but his gas was running low and he was not even sure of his location.
The bullet-scarred Spad ripped on through the cloud. Lucky eased back on the stick as he saw the mists begin to thin. He was down to three thousand feetâ€”and there was a good chance that he was still over German soil…

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