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Relicradio.com presents stories of mystery and intrigue, espionage and suspense. Hear tales of ticking time bombs, mysterious crime scenes and cloak and dagger action. This is Relic Radio Thrillers. Welcome back to Relic Radio Thrillers. Back this Friday with a story from Words at War series that aired over NBC stations for 94 episodes from June of 1943 to June of 1945. This is the 33rd episode from January 25, 1944. It's titled Condition Red.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Condition Red. Condition Red. Condition Red. Condition Red. We had been six weeks crossing the Pacific, eternally on the alert, always on the watch for the enemy. But we had met no opposition in force until today. Then we received a report that a Japanese carrier was within 300 miles of us. A stone's throw as distances are measured in the Pacific, planes had taken off from the carrier of our own task force, of which our destroyer, which I shall call the G, was a part. They were due back now and following them was sure to be Jap Zero spent on revenge. Condition Red is an expression used to indicate that we're about to engage the enemy. Whenever it blared out on the ship radio, we ran to general quarters and prepared to greet the Tokyo Express or the Zeros or Mitsubishis as soon as they came into view. Condition Red. Condition Red. Words at War, presented by NBC in cooperation with the Council on Books and Wartime, is bringing you another radio adaptation of an important war book, Condition Red, the story of destroyer action in the South Pacific, written by Captain Frederick J. Bell of the United States Navy. Stand by to repel air attack. We moved in closer to our carrier, ready for action. Within the steel walls of our destroyer, the G, 300 officers and men took a last minute inventory of their tools of war. In the wardroom, the surgeon opened out his equipment. On the office's dining table, on the bulkhead, he hung up a square canvas
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fitted with pockets and pouches for kits of medical hardware.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
He laid his bottles along the leather seats to cushion them against the shattering concussion of gunfire. Across from the radio shack, in the
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cramped quarters of the coding room, the
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communications officer stuffed a sea bag with
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our secret books,
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weighted the bag with fire bricks so that it could be thrown overboard if the ship had to be abandoned. Far below deck, the engineers cracked their valves wide open and the turbine sang in higher key. In all lower deck compartments there were wooden shores and wedges ready to plug shell holes. The men of the repair parties waited to fight fire and explosion and the inrush of water. Everyone wore a steel helmet. The men topside were Bundled in life jacket below decks in the fierce heat, the others kept their jackets within easy reach. Unnecessary electric power and water supply were cut off. Wherever men were stationed, there was fresh drinking water. Handy for battle action brings intolerable thirst. All these and a hundred other details were attended to almost subconsciously. Within two and a half minutes from the first alarm, every station was manned. Manned by the men who fight this war aboard our destroyer, the G kids. Young men, a journalist, a mining engineer, a manager of a textile mill, a cattle raiser, a clothing merchant, a lawyer, a teacher of public speaking, a broker. 300 of them waited for the Zeros to attack. Suddenly, they were upon us. The first Jap plane cut over our quarter less than 200ft above our decks. The pilot rolled slightly toward us. In the after cockpit, the gunner leaned out and thumbed his nose. Seaman Robert Otto let the fingers of his left hand slide along the trigger of his 20 millimeter gun. And before that Jap hit the water, Otto was firing on a new target. Then the Jap dive bomber hit our carrier. We saw the dense cloud of gray white smoke. Then a burst of another Jap dive. Farmer overshot the carrier and loosed his bomb on the side of the jeep. The ocean soared up and fell on our deck. Splinters of steel ripped into our hull. Still another Jap plane pulled out of its dive and drone by us. We could have hit him with a rock, but the gun crews, still wiping water from their faces, shaken by the bomb, didn't see him. But chief gunner's mate Hoppers saw him and yelled at the gun crew on the starboard side. They couldn't hear him in the noise of the battle. So Hoppers reached down, ripped off one of his shoes and threw it at the nearest gun captain. It was a bullseye. The gun captain turned. Hoppers pointed frantically. The gun captain saw the plane just in time. His gun barged and the Jap plane spun and tumbled into the se. There was a lull. We checked up hurriedly on our formation. Everyone was accounted for. The carrier had put out its fire and stood ready to repel other Jap planes.
Ensign Wood
But they didn't come back.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Task force commander to the jeep. Proceed to the north. Pick up any of our plane crews that may be in the water. Give directions to planes that have sufficient fuel to return to the carrier. Rejoin task force at noon tomorrow, or if unable to make rendezvous, proceed to advance base. All stations stand easy. All stations stand easy. We are headed toward the enemy fleet to find our aviators. We are headed toward the enemy fleet to Find our aviators. The ship will remain at general quarters until our duty is completed. The ship will remain at general quarters until our duty is completed.
Ensign Wood
How are the wounded?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
All right. Captain. Causey has a mean chest wound, but he'll come around.
Ensign Wood
Good.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
How was it below, Chief? Not bad, Captain. Got up to 140 degrees and the
Ross
engine room, but we didn't have any trouble.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
It kind of looked like nice shooting.
Ensign Wood
It looked like nice shooting?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
That was one of our jokes. The engineers never saw a shot fired. They tended their engines, gave us steam and answered the calls for speed, but never witnessed an action.
Ross
Sir, there's a nice little bomb hole at frame 30 starboard, but we put in a temporary patch and she's not taking any water.
Ensign Wood
Good. Ross, what's the matter with you?
Ross
Nothing, sir.
Ensign Wood
You're all covered with blood.
Ross
Oh, I got that from helping some of the gun crews below, sir. Oh, sir, did you happen to see the Jap that thumbed his nose at us?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Yes, I did, Ross.
Ross
Well, sir, I thought you'd like to know. We got him, sir.
Ensign Wood
Good work, Ross. Gentlemen, suppose we order up some coffee? We settled down to a good speed course north.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
There remained an hour of daylight as
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we advanced toward the retiring fleet of the enemy.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
All in all, it had been a
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most highly satisfactory afternoon.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
I'm writing about just one destroyer which
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I've called a G. Can't tell you its real name. And I'm glad I can't because the navy permits us to use actual names only of ships that have been sunk. And the G hasn't been sunk so far.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
But this is not just the story
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of the G. It's the story of all destroyers. The hottest, coldest, fastest, rough riding ships in the world. They're uncomfortable and wet.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
They have a hull so thin you
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could break through it with a hammer.
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They have the horsepower of a battleship
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and less armor than our newest bombing planes. They carry 300 officers and men packed in a slender streamlined form that's designed to strike hard and fast.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Gun for gun, they're the fighting as things afloat.
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The destroyer is a triple threat weapon, designed to carry the offensive against submarines, aircraft or surface vessels. Vessels. Its guns are double purpose. High angle for planes and hard hitting flat trajectory for surface work.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Its torpedoes make it the most dangerous ship in the fleet for its size.
Ensign Wood
Now, on a large ship, a man can be reasonably certain of things. Certain days bring certain drills. Certain hours are taken up with previously prescribed duties. Things go according to plan.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Not so on a destroyer.
Ensign Wood
There can be no such adherence to plan. Destroyer duty's hard duty. And yet men swear by these rugged rough riders of the sea. They might find the going a little tough at first, but if they've got the stuff that destroyer men are made of, they'll fit in. Ensign Wood reporting, sir. How are you, Wood? Glad to have you aboard. Thank you, sir. Take you long to catch up with us? Yes, it did, sir. I've been three months on the way. Come by freighter and plane and battleship. We're hard to catch, Wood. I'll have someone show you around. Thank you, sir. Ross? Yes, sir. Ross is Ensign Wood, who's just joined us. Will you show him around?
Ross
Well, yes, sir. Glad to meet you, Wood.
Ensign Wood
I'm glad to be here. Take him in hand, Ross.
Ross
Yes, sir. Will you come along, Wood?
Ensign Wood
It's a good looking ship.
Ross
It's pretty good.
Ensign Wood
You've seen some action?
Ross
A little. You ever served on a destroyer before?
Ensign Wood
I haven't served on anything. Just another 90 day wonder.
Ross
Oh, well, don't let that bother you. So am I.
Ensign Wood
Are there many regular Navy officers? I mean, Besides the captain? Three others.
Ross
All the rest are reserved 90 day wonders like you and me. They're good too.
Ensign Wood
Well, gee. Gee, I hope I make good.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
I think the chances are that brand
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new Ensign Wood will make good.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
I'm constantly amazed at the way these
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reserves learn their job. The 90 day wonder, so called because he's commissioned after a three months course, has brought a new breath of life to the service.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
He requires more supervision than your Naval Academy graduate. He makes mistakes, and for a time
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he does weird things to the language of the sea. He calls the bow of the ship that part of the boat up front
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and describes anything that he doesn't know
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exactly as a gadget.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
But he falls in with naval routine
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so readily that after he's been on board a month, I never know or care whether he's a regular or a reserve.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
We're put on our mettle to train him, but it's easy to train a
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man who wants to learn.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
And the so called 90 Day Wonder,
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with his varied civilian accomplishments, brings a fresh and inspiring atmosphere to shipboard routines.
Ross
Well, here's where you bunk, Wood. I'll leave you here now and let you get organized.
Ensign Wood
All right. Thanks a lot.
Ross
You're welcome. Anything else you want to know right now?
Ensign Wood
No. No, I guess not. Thanks. Not right now.
Ross
You'll be all right, Wood. But at first it may be a little tough.
Ensign Wood
Oh, I expect that at first. I expected it'll be a little tough at first. No, it won't be a picnic for young ensignwood.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
On a big ship, it's possible that a few men out of the thousands
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aboard can slide by on a minimum of effort.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
They can stand their watches, man their
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battle stations, but contribute little to the general welfare.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
On a destroyer, there can be no deadheads.
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A man pays his freight, does his job and more besides. Or pretty soon he finds himself at the gangway waiting with bag and hammock for transfer to another ship.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
But if a young officer takes to
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responsibility and proves that he can work
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hard, if he can do a little
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more than is expected of him, he'll get along.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
And if, in addition to that, he
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has a personality that makes officers work with him and his men work for him, if he can be reasonably cheerful after six months of day in, day out cruising, if he can keep his eyes open after 72 hours without sleep, then he'll be welcome aboard any destroyer in the fleet. But if he's just a little better than run of the mind, if he figures that the end of the day means the end of work, and if he's not the type to whom men will come with their troubles and their personal triumphs, well, then it won't be long before his face is missing around the wardroom table. Lack of training in a new officer is expected. We'll train him. Intellectual shortcomings are capable of adjustment. We'll find a place for him. But lack of effort, well, that's something we just can't accept aboard a destroyer, there's no room for it. Following our battle with the Jap planes, the G slid through the Solomon seas
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with oil enough for just 24 more
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hours, sloshing in her tanks. The doctors reported the wounded in good condition. Even Causey, whose chest wound had worried me. The decks had been scrubbed down, cleaned of the bloody reminders of the battle. We'd gotten a little sleep by the next morning, which dawned bright as a chamber of commerce booking.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
There was a refreshing nip in the
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air and the sea was a pale blue carpet. The walking wounded came topside to bask in the sun and in the admiration of their comrades.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
They wore a jaunty air, but they'd
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had a scare all right.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
You can't collect a bullet or a
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fragment of hot springs steal without thinking.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Thinking.
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Gee. Supposing it had been just a half inch to the right. Supposing I'd been picking up a shell just then. Supposing. Well, it leaves you a little weak. Things were very calm that beautiful morning when Suddenly.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Sail hole 1.4 to starboard beams.
Ensign Wood
Looks like a carrier.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Right standard rudder. Get a bearing on that ship.
Ensign Wood
We put our glasses to starboard.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Yes, it was a carrier all right. We could see the flat outline of the flight deck under the island superstructure. Funny we hadn't picked her up while she was still hull down. But no one's eyes were much good this morning. After all, you had to sleep sometimes. I stepped at the Polaris to get a bearing and check our course telecommodore. We have the carrier in sight and we're headed for an hour. My eyes are. I squinted through the veins and moved the bearing circle to the right, paralleling the horizon.
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But nothing appeared.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
We couldn't be that blind. I grabbed for my binoculars and looked again.
Ensign Wood
There was nothing.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
No carrier, no ship. Nothing. Sir, it seems to be. Seems to be gone. Gone? But where could it go?
Ross
Well, beg your pardon, sir, but could it be that. That was no carrier.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
That was a dirty sticker. Is that submarine, sir? Submarine? She submerged? Yes. The realization came to us all at once. It was a submarine. A Jap submarine. General quarters, General quarters. Stations for sub attack.
Ross
Stations for sub attack.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Set depth charges. Set depth charges. All ahead flank. All ahead flank. The G went into action. This was her special business, getting a submarine. The gun crew swung the muzzles of their main battery down toward the sea. The depth charges were made ready and the sound man came into his own. Let me tell you about the sound man on a destroyer. He sits at a listening device. Hour after hour, day after day, he listens over and over again to the ping of an electric impulse sent out by a projector under our waterline. If these impulses strike the hull of another ship or a submarine, the ping bounces back to the sound man with
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an echo of a different note.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
From the intensity of this returning ping, the sound man and the plotting officers are able to chart the position of the ship or sub with reasonable accuracy. And that's what we set out to do now. To find this Jap sub, which was somewhere below the surface, not far from us. We were going to find it and then try to destroy it with our depth charges. Our ash can rain 3o, bearing 27 5. Perhaps you'll get a better idea if I put it this way. Imagine you're leaning over the roof of a 20 story building with a fistful of grenades in your hand. You're trying to hit an automobile. It's cruising around a large parking lot below at about 25 miles an hour. You keep a careful watch on the car. It's moving at a Steady rate and in a straight line. Rain, 2, 6, 5. Merrick. 2, 6, 8. You look at the moving car below and estimate the distance it will advance. While your grenade is falling, toss one over. But the driver's watching you too, and as he spots the grenade, he twists the wheel sharply. When your grenade explodes, he's a hundred yards away, waiting to dodge the next one. That's the way it is when a destroyer goes after a subject, except that sound takes the place of sight. You can hear the sub, and the sub can hear you. Range 1, 4, 5. Bearing 2 6. Oh, yes. Now the sound man, the kettle drummer of our orchestra, has a chance to be heard. More than that, he has a solo number. Behind him in the chart house are the other members of the attack team. The executive officer poised over a chart, pencil and dividers in hand, and the sound officer, who was in the role of conductor of the orchestra. I stood in the doorway between the pilot house and the chart house, where I could be within arm's reach of the helmsman and the engine telegraphs and equally close to the sound officer. He's pulling left. He's going pretty fast. Left rudder. Steer 2 4, 5. Steer 2, 4, 5. Sir, the range is closing. Left standard rudder. Stand by. Standing by, sir. Drop one.
Ross
One.
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Drop.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Drop two. Two dropped. Drop three. Three. Drop. Drop four. Four. Dropped.
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We hadn't heard him.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
The Jap sub was making radical maneuvers at the expense of his batteries, but he couldn't continue them for long. We picked him up on the sound gear again and came in for the second run. That run was better, but the Jap dived deep in his hole and our charges exploded above him.
Ross
He's gonna run down his batteries if he keeps up that speed.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Yeah, unless he runs us out of ashcans first. Fantail reports both racks reloaded, sir. Very good. Starting the run. Pick him up as soon as you can. All ahead standard.
Ensign Wood
Contact.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Range 2 4, 0. Eric. 31 5. The third run was no good, but the fourth one did the Jap some damage. There were plain indications that he was trying to surface. We swung around for our fifth attack to help him make up his mind, praying that our oil would hold out. Task force commander to the G, do you still have contact with the submarines? Still have contact. Sending two destroyers to back you. When they have made contact, proceed to tanker. We needed oil, all right, but we had found this Jap sub. We'd softened him up, and, by golly, we were going to finish him ourselves without any help from our sister destroyers. We had depth charges Remaining for just two more runs. Come on, let's get this guy. Make it good. Make it good. He must have been one whale of a submarine. We knew that when we mistook him for a carrier. Our next attack punished him some more. He was groggy, but still in there fighting. And then we had just one more chance. A handful of ash cans left and the two destroyers from the task force now in sight coming up fast, eager to be in on the kill. We wanted this sub for ourselves. We wheeled and started in for our Last run. Rank, 1O, Barry, 2, 5O. Stand by. Standing by.
Ross
Make this one good. Make this one good.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Drop. One. One. Drop. Drop. Two. Two drops. Drop. Three.
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Three.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Drop. The Jap tried desperately to surface, but we had him now. We poised over him and laid a pattern of those deadly ash cans on his deck. He started going down. Our sound instruments followed him down and down. And then slowly the churning of the water subsided and the afternoon breeze drew a featherly line of whitecaps over the spot where our late enemy rested a thousand fathoms below. Our sister destroyers plowed up to the spot, but there was nothing for them to do. We were out of depth charges, almost out of oil, but we had finished that Jap sub task force commander. To the garden. Well done for your day's operation.
Ross
You hear that boy?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
In the sailor's language, there's no higher praise. The attack team relaxed over coffee and cigarettes. The torpedo man came to the bridge to receive a pat on the back. The sound man, who had been bored to death a few hours before, was fairly bursting. He was the kettle drummer of our orchestra, and the kettle drummer seldom gets a chance to to solo. But when he does, you can hear him all over the house. And this had been the sound man's day.
Ross
More coffee, Wood? Thanks, man.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
I never drank so much coffee in all my life.
Ross
Oh, shocks. You haven't had more than six or seven cups. Well, how you like it so far? It's great. Boy, that was some action before. Yeah, I like it. Great.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
That's good.
Ross
Well, is there anything you want to know?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Oh, lots of things. Oh.
Ross
Oh, I see. You want facts. That's right. All right, then. Stem to stern, The G measures 348ft. She's 36ft across, the broadest part of a beam. She's built for speed and she doesn't waste an inch of space. You bumped your head yet?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Matter of fact, I did. How'd you know?
Ross
There's exactly 18 inches of headroom in your bunk till you remember that you're going to keep on bumping your head too?
Ensign Wood
Yeah.
Ross
Yeah. Do you figure on raising a beard?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Well, I hadn't thought of it, but maybe I'll.
Ross
Don't do it against regulations. Navy regulations say it's all right for a man to raise a beard if it isn't grotesque. Our skipper considers any form of facial furs or foliage most grotesque. No beards. Okay, no beards. Destroyers aren't. Well, they aren't dress up ships. As you may have noticed, sometimes we. We out so long that our trousers start growing a fringe and our shoes get to looking like they belong to a cotton picker with sore feet. Last time out we were gone so long only one man had as much as two pair of entire socks. We call him the Dude.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
The dude, huh? Yeah.
Ross
This is a good eating ship. Yeah, it's fine. This morning. This morning you had fruit, cereal, ham and eggs and coffee. That's right. Tomorrow morning you will have cream, chip, beef or hotcakes. And syrup. And coffee. Noontime you eat your big meal. Soup, two or three vegetables, pork chops or roast beef or chicken. Dessert. And coffee. Jose, how about some more coffee?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
No, no, really.
Ross
Come on, come on.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Give me a cup.
Ross
It's good for you. Okay. That's the stuff. This is not any conducted tour, as you may have surmised. Now, on the battleships and cruisers, oh, they have a gay old time. Yep. Here's your coffee. Thanks, but we haven't got any room for deck tennis or shuffleboard on a destroyer.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
You like ice cream?
Ross
Sure, I like it. Now, you're gonna just adore ice cream on this ship. Cause we haven't got any. No room. Once in a while, when we latch onto a big ship refueling, why, they'll send us over a cup of cans of ice cream. It'll be the best ice cream you ever tasted. But try to get it out of your mind in the meantime.
Ensign Wood
I'll try.
Ross
You. You will learn to have a new respect for fresh water. Mr. Wood, we got enough, but you don't go wastin it. When you take a shower, turn off the water while it's open.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Right.
Ross
And Mr. Wood.
Ensign Wood
Yes, sir.
Ross
Please arrange not to be caught in the shower when general quarters is sounded. You will find it most embarrassing to man your gun station wearing nothing but lather. I'll try to watch that, sir. That'll be a good idea. Sometimes, although we do not guarantee this, we will come into port on such occasions, Mr. Wood, you are expected to conduct yourself as an officer and a gentleman. You will not Exhibit yourself in public places except under the most favorable circumstances. Privately, you may enjoy a friendly little glass with your comrades.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Thank you.
Ross
Escort proper young ladies to the cinema, and you are even permitted to raise your voice in song of a decorous nature.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
No, I think I have that straight, mister.
Ross
Summing up, Mr. Wood, may I say that you have made yourself a part of the darndest ship ever invented. You don't say. The toughest, most uncomfortable ship ever to come out of a designer's nightmare. They are simply impossible. And you love them.
Ensign Wood
Yes.
Ross
Sure. One final word. Do you enjoy sleeping?
Ensign Wood
Sleeping?
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Yes.
Ensign Wood
Very much.
Ross
Please try to break yourself of this most unfortunate habit. I'll do my best. On destroyers, sleep is something we prefer not to discuss until you can Forget it for 72 or 96 hours at a stretch, you will be a very unhappy ensign in the US Navy. I see. Now, there's one thing more. And then I'll show you the Condition red.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Hey, what's the matter?
Ross
Shut up.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Give us a condition red. Stand by to repel air attacks. Come on, man.
Ross
Let's go. Go.
Narrator/Captain Frederick J. Bell
Right behind you, Ross. You have heard another program in the series, Words at War. Tonight, a dramatization of Condition Red by Captain Frederick J. Bell of the United States Navy. The adaptation was by Gerald Holland. The production was under the direction of Anton Leader, with music by William Meter. Alan Brunce was heard as Captain Frederick J. Bell and others in the cast were Jerry Macy, Jack Lloyd and Jeffrey Bryant. Next week you will hear White Brigade by Robert Goffin, A true story of the Belgian underground. Next week, white Brigade by Robert Goffin, A true story of the Belgian underground. Words at War is presented each Tuesday evening at this time by the National Broadcasting Company and its affiliated independent stations in cooperation with the Council on Books in Wartime. This is the National Broadcasting Company.
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Release Date: April 3, 2026
Original Air Date: January 25, 1944
Podcast Host: RelicRadio.com
This episode of Relic Radio Thrillers features a radio adaptation of Condition Red, based on Captain Frederick J. Bell’s wartime memoir of destroyer action in the South Pacific during World War II. Through gripping dramatization, it immerses listeners in the tension, danger, and camaraderie of life on a U.S. Navy destroyer as it faces Japanese aerial and submarine threats. The story honors both the perils and pride of service aboard these fast, lightly-armored ships and spotlights the challenges faced by regular Navy men and "90-day wonders" (reserve officers freshly trained for war).
On Readiness and Solidarity:
“Within two and a half minutes from the first alarm, every station was manned… Manned by the men who fight this war aboard our destroyer, the G. Kids. Young men, a journalist, a mining engineer, a manager of a textile mill... 300 of them waited for the Zeros to attack.” — Captain Bell (03:01)
On the Perils and Pride of Destroyers:
“They have a hull so thin you could break through it with a hammer… Gun for gun, they're the fightingest things afloat.” — Captain Bell/Ensign Wood (09:19–09:34)
On Officers’ Adjustment:
“The 90 day wonder… has brought a new breath of life to the service… brings a fresh and inspiring atmosphere to shipboard routines.” — Captain Bell (11:53–12:36)
On Submarine Warfare:
“Imagine you’re leaning over the roof of a twenty story building with a fistful of grenades…” — Captain Bell (17:56)
On Destroyer Camaraderie:
“Summing up, Mr. Wood, may I say that you have made yourself a part of the darndest ship ever invented… and you love them.” — Ross (27:45–28:01)
| Timestamp | Segment/Event | |------------|-------------------------------------------------| | 00:48 | Introduction of "Condition Red" and the destroyer “G” | | 03:01 | Battle preparations; life onboard | | 04:36-06:18| Japanese air attack and defense; gunner’s mate Hoppers’ heroics | | 07:13 | Damage and casualty report post-battle | | 09:10 | Characteristics and hardships of destroyer life | | 11:04 | Ensign Wood arrives, induction of “90-day wonders” | | 16:00 | Sighting of the “carrier”—revealed as a submarine | | 17:58 | Sound man and pursuit sequence explained | | 22:36 | Final sub hunt run, successful sinking | | 23:22 | Task force commendation; crew camaraderie | | 24:07 | Destroyer routines, food, and humor | | 28:31 | Fresh “Condition Red,” return to action |
The episode’s language is brisk, evocative, and occasionally laced with sailor humor. The mood alternates between tense, technical, and comradely. Dialogue highlights the grit, work ethic, and banter that bind destroyermen together.
Condition Red provides an immersive, authentic window into the hazards of World War II destroyer duty. It salutes the courage, resourcefulness, and unity of men thrust into battle, blending suspenseful battle scenes with an insider’s take on naval customs, routines, and “the stuff destroyer men are made of.” With its mix of action, personal detail, and humor, the episode remains both a gripping historical document and a tribute to unsung heroes of the sea.