Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
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Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Squadron: No. 501 "County of Gloucester" Squadron
Squadron Code: SD
Pilot Name: Toxic
Date: 12 Aug 1940 12 noon, Isle Of Wight
Base: Kenley
Type: Hawker Hurricane 1 100 Oct
Marking: A for Apple
Got fucking rammed.
Claims: Nope
Aircraft: Hurricane is missing half a wing but made it safely to Sandown aerodrome.
Pilot: Okay, but pissed off
Squadron Code: SD
Pilot Name: Toxic
Date: 12 Aug 1940 12 noon, Isle Of Wight
Base: Kenley
Type: Hawker Hurricane 1 100 Oct
Marking: A for Apple
Got fucking rammed.
Claims: Nope
Aircraft: Hurricane is missing half a wing but made it safely to Sandown aerodrome.
Pilot: Okay, but pissed off
Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Squadron: No. 501 "County of Gloucester" Squadron
Squadron Code: SD
Pilot Name: Azref
Date: 12 Aug 1940 12 noon, Isle Of Wight
Base: Kenley
Type: Hawker Hurricane 1 100 Oct
Marking: X for Xray
Claims
Damaged 1x Bf109
Lost
1x Hurricane MkI
Pilot Killed
Squadron Code: SD
Pilot Name: Azref
Date: 12 Aug 1940 12 noon, Isle Of Wight
Base: Kenley
Type: Hawker Hurricane 1 100 Oct
Marking: X for Xray
Claims
Damaged 1x Bf109
Lost
1x Hurricane MkI
Pilot Killed
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Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Date: Aug. 12, 1940
Time:12:00hrs.
Squadron Code: SH
Pilot Name: Dange
Base: Kenley
Type: Spitfire Ia (100)
Marking: M for Mother
Serial number: N 3122
POSTHUMOUSLY
Was number 2 in Gold Flight, Tyrone as lead and Wiggs number 3. Clipped a building at the end of the runway and had to race back to the hut to get a replacement aircraft. Manage to make contact with the squadron east of the Isle of Wight. Spied a lone 109 at my 3 o'clock low on a reciprocal heading. I rolled over on him , closed and fired two 2 second bursts and observed hits and he started venting. Down he went in a right hand turn , but the bosses words rang in my ear ' don't give up altitude if he's damaged", so I climbed away to the west where I saw other contacts . Suddenly .......black......
Claims:
Damaged... 1 x 109
Probable....
Kills .....
Pilot : killed in action
aircraft : in channel
Time:12:00hrs.
Squadron Code: SH
Pilot Name: Dange
Base: Kenley
Type: Spitfire Ia (100)
Marking: M for Mother
Serial number: N 3122
POSTHUMOUSLY
Was number 2 in Gold Flight, Tyrone as lead and Wiggs number 3. Clipped a building at the end of the runway and had to race back to the hut to get a replacement aircraft. Manage to make contact with the squadron east of the Isle of Wight. Spied a lone 109 at my 3 o'clock low on a reciprocal heading. I rolled over on him , closed and fired two 2 second bursts and observed hits and he started venting. Down he went in a right hand turn , but the bosses words rang in my ear ' don't give up altitude if he's damaged", so I climbed away to the west where I saw other contacts . Suddenly .......black......
Claims:
Damaged... 1 x 109
Probable....
Kills .....
Pilot : killed in action
aircraft : in channel
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Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
I don't normally answer in here, in future please post concerns, ideas etc into the forums or campaign rooms
I don't trust those windsocks, we had a tailwind according to 1 sock and a crosswind on the other. The runway was set up for into wind when we use the prevailing wind.
38 I think. I stressed that today may be the day that we killed the server given the excellent attendance, I cannot rely on exactly who will turn up though. AFAIK there was surprisingly little warping but yes, we were at the limits and I try to get us all at the right end of the runway. In my view we had too many and should cap @ 36 though, 12 per squadron tops.
Feed in the power gently, you are experiencing torque if you are swinging this much. I'll check the mission but I'm pretty sure that there was no wind set at all since 12th August was fine and dry.Maltloaf wrote:
On the serious side guys. I have flown with the Sqn four times now and am waiting with baited breath for a takeoff that does not involve full right stick and playing the rudder peddles like a church organ.
I don't trust those windsocks, we had a tailwind according to 1 sock and a crosswind on the other. The runway was set up for into wind when we use the prevailing wind.
Donkey wrote: *On an aside this evening was pretty much written off for me due to the severe warping at Kenley which resulted in my having to respawn and then missing the flight, the fight and the fun. I'm guessing that this is a server load issue (I understand we had close to 30 planes all taking off from the seam airfield) - would splitting the squadrons over different start airfields make a difference? It would certainly have helped in terms of my finding 615 this evening as I was delayed by what seemed like an age waiting for the spits to go. Is it even feasible to split the squadrons in this way? Please note I'm not complaining about my bad luck this evening, and am happy to be told that we bluntly can't split the squadrons, but I'm curious as to if it's possible (it would help in getting everyone in the air quicker - although I guess we are then in a situation where different squadrons have potentially significantly further to fly to reach the action).
38 I think. I stressed that today may be the day that we killed the server given the excellent attendance, I cannot rely on exactly who will turn up though. AFAIK there was surprisingly little warping but yes, we were at the limits and I try to get us all at the right end of the runway. In my view we had too many and should cap @ 36 though, 12 per squadron tops.
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Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
squadron:no.615 squadron
squadron code:KW
pilot name: Stokesey
Date: 12th August 1940
Time : 12.00 hours
Aerodrome:kenley
Type:hawker hurricane
Marking: M for monkey
Serial number:Z2703
Took of as blue 4 and flew towards the coast blue 1 spotted a gaggle of bombers so we swooped in and started our attack. Unescorted ju 88s easy pickings i hit my first and in amazement he burst into flames and went straight down, i turned to take another pass and managed to my misbelief to get another flamer, i was then hit in my wing which caused a leak, realising i had no ammo left i turned for home.The landing was a bit hard again really need to practice that but with the war raging on around us i dont think theres much chance of that.
Claims:
Destroyed: 0
Probable: 2 x JU88s
Damaged: 1 x JU 88
Pilot: A bit of concussion
Plane: In bits all over the air field
squadron code:KW
pilot name: Stokesey
Date: 12th August 1940
Time : 12.00 hours
Aerodrome:kenley
Type:hawker hurricane
Marking: M for monkey
Serial number:Z2703
Took of as blue 4 and flew towards the coast blue 1 spotted a gaggle of bombers so we swooped in and started our attack. Unescorted ju 88s easy pickings i hit my first and in amazement he burst into flames and went straight down, i turned to take another pass and managed to my misbelief to get another flamer, i was then hit in my wing which caused a leak, realising i had no ammo left i turned for home.The landing was a bit hard again really need to practice that but with the war raging on around us i dont think theres much chance of that.
Claims:
Destroyed: 0
Probable: 2 x JU88s
Damaged: 1 x JU 88
Pilot: A bit of concussion
Plane: In bits all over the air field
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Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Squadron: No615.
Squadron code: "KW"
Pilot name:Baron.
Date: 12th August 1940.
Time: 12.00
Base: Kenley.
Type: Hawker Hurricane Mk.1 100oct[Rotol
Call sign:Yellow 4
Marking:B for beer.
Serial number: P3231
We sat in our cockpits of the only A/C worth mentioning,so i will, "THE TRUSTY HURRICANE",sweating our eyeballs out waitimg for the orft. "Start engines" came the welcome voice of Pantas' skipper S/ldr Hawes, soon followed by a multitude of "Rogers" from Panta bods. Arh!, fresh air from the prop wash as it started to dry the sweat from my well proportioned torso. Performed quick cockpit drill, all ok.Red flight taxied onto their respective positions onto the runway quickly followed by Blue flight. P/O Siddich started taxing leading Yellow flight,a Hurricane warped sideways into Lac Donkey's kite doing considerable damage, both of them nearly wiping mine orft as well
Major freezes as i lined up behind Jnr/Tsch Spud and the flight opened their throttles, dust??, so both Donkey and i were late from an otherwise good RoG from the squadrons. I eventually caught up with Blue flight and latched on as Blue 5 as Yellow were out of sight.
Passing Beachy head, a large formation of contacts were spotted by Blue flight and ordered to engage. I followed Blue flight down and turned into a firing position on the extreme right hand set of three bombers, which resulted in one venting, came around for a second pass and attacked a second Ju88 as it broke formation and started taking evasive action, i followed it and got it burning with black smoke, i watched it plummet into the sea witnessed by Cpl.Johnny who was praised constantly over the r/t for prowess in demolishing practically the whole of the hun, THE FIGHTING IRISH.
Started to regain height when my engine started to shudder and spew oil, too low to make it back to land and remembered being hit on the way down with what seemed a single strike from the top gunner of the doomed Ju88. Informed the skipper i was damaged and try to RTB.
Where were the escorts?, not having seen one during the conflict thank goodness, busy with the spits at last to let us do our job?
Engine eventually gave up the ghost and peace and quiet reigned.
Now down to 1600ft i thought it prudent to vacate my faithful mount
and hit the silk, must ask the paint shop to include a mermaid as nose art on my new kite. Eventually got picked up freezing by our faithful heroes the ASR boys, god bless them.
Hitched a ride in a Tiger Moth back to Raf Kenley, felt a bit naked with the pilot sporting just a pistol, no bloody good even for pheasants he announced. Landed at Kenley without mishap and invited the pilot to the mess after i submitted my report to our I/O.
The pilot had to stop over being incapable of flying back home, a man after my own heart. All 615 pilots eventually returned to base one way or another, great news and much tomfoolery in the mess that evening, unfortunately the last piano was destroyed the night before, no great loss as it was out of tune anyway
I will purchase a tigger after the war if i survive. all those packets of nylons i could sqeeze in the front cockpit. Lubberly jubberly.
Claims
Destroyed:1 Ju88, confirmed by Cpl.Johnny.
Probable:0
Damaged: 1 Ju88.
Pilot: OK
A/C: forming new coral reef
Squadron code: "KW"
Pilot name:Baron.
Date: 12th August 1940.
Time: 12.00
Base: Kenley.
Type: Hawker Hurricane Mk.1 100oct[Rotol
Call sign:Yellow 4
Marking:B for beer.
Serial number: P3231
We sat in our cockpits of the only A/C worth mentioning,so i will, "THE TRUSTY HURRICANE",sweating our eyeballs out waitimg for the orft. "Start engines" came the welcome voice of Pantas' skipper S/ldr Hawes, soon followed by a multitude of "Rogers" from Panta bods. Arh!, fresh air from the prop wash as it started to dry the sweat from my well proportioned torso. Performed quick cockpit drill, all ok.Red flight taxied onto their respective positions onto the runway quickly followed by Blue flight. P/O Siddich started taxing leading Yellow flight,a Hurricane warped sideways into Lac Donkey's kite doing considerable damage, both of them nearly wiping mine orft as well
Major freezes as i lined up behind Jnr/Tsch Spud and the flight opened their throttles, dust??, so both Donkey and i were late from an otherwise good RoG from the squadrons. I eventually caught up with Blue flight and latched on as Blue 5 as Yellow were out of sight.
Passing Beachy head, a large formation of contacts were spotted by Blue flight and ordered to engage. I followed Blue flight down and turned into a firing position on the extreme right hand set of three bombers, which resulted in one venting, came around for a second pass and attacked a second Ju88 as it broke formation and started taking evasive action, i followed it and got it burning with black smoke, i watched it plummet into the sea witnessed by Cpl.Johnny who was praised constantly over the r/t for prowess in demolishing practically the whole of the hun, THE FIGHTING IRISH.
Started to regain height when my engine started to shudder and spew oil, too low to make it back to land and remembered being hit on the way down with what seemed a single strike from the top gunner of the doomed Ju88. Informed the skipper i was damaged and try to RTB.
Where were the escorts?, not having seen one during the conflict thank goodness, busy with the spits at last to let us do our job?
Engine eventually gave up the ghost and peace and quiet reigned.
Now down to 1600ft i thought it prudent to vacate my faithful mount
and hit the silk, must ask the paint shop to include a mermaid as nose art on my new kite. Eventually got picked up freezing by our faithful heroes the ASR boys, god bless them.
Hitched a ride in a Tiger Moth back to Raf Kenley, felt a bit naked with the pilot sporting just a pistol, no bloody good even for pheasants he announced. Landed at Kenley without mishap and invited the pilot to the mess after i submitted my report to our I/O.
The pilot had to stop over being incapable of flying back home, a man after my own heart. All 615 pilots eventually returned to base one way or another, great news and much tomfoolery in the mess that evening, unfortunately the last piano was destroyed the night before, no great loss as it was out of tune anyway
I will purchase a tigger after the war if i survive. all those packets of nylons i could sqeeze in the front cockpit. Lubberly jubberly.
Claims
Destroyed:1 Ju88, confirmed by Cpl.Johnny.
Probable:0
Damaged: 1 Ju88.
Pilot: OK
A/C: forming new coral reef
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Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Squadron: No.501 "County of Gloucester" Squadron
Squadron code: "SD"
Pilot name: Flying Officer Teepee
Date: 12th August 1940
Time: 1200
Aerodrome: RAF Kenley
Type: Trusty Hawker Hurricane Mk 1A
Marking: "M for Marvel"
Serial number: N2617
Synopsis:
Fresh from the morning sortie the Wing has now been deployed to fly from RAF Kenley in Surrey. My battle weary Hurricane has been recovered from Manston by the Station Recovery Team, commonly called the ‘Smash and Grab boys’. Another crate of Badgers Bollocks is winging its way to the Crew Chief, et al. These chaps are the Hero’s, if you ask me!
Once again I had been let down by the War. The planned cricket festival with the Naval Aviators from Rochester had to be postponed due to our move to Kenley. I was particularly looking forward to meet a nice young WRN who said she wanted to learn how to play the game. I’d already offered to show her my ‘middle and leg’ and other positions but the Boss was adamant that we had to come to Kenley.
I was to lead Blue Section and my wingmen for today were the heroic PO Meaker (Blue 2), LAC Toxic (Blue 3) and LAC Major (Blue 4). These chaps are beginning to fly as a team, now, and we are always ready to show Jerry how teamwork pays.
We strapped into our incredible Hurricanes and almost immediately the order to scramble was heard. We climbed at unbelievable hurricane speed and headed out to the South Coast to patrol over the Isle of Wight. Nearing 20,000ft we still hadn’t made contact with the Hun Bombers. We heard over the radio that the fearless chaps in 615 Sqn had launched their amazing Hurricanes at the waves of Bombers and managed to decimate the verminous hordes. This gave us hope of similarly dealing Jerry a whole pack of trouble. But, we were then told that the only Bombers left were the remaining units escaping back to France after receiving a sever mauling at the hand of our chaps. ‘Damn and Blast’ was heard over the R/T.
Soon the ominous sight of contrails was seen to the South of the Isle of Wight. The Boss ordered us to intercept and then, it was every man for himself, as we entered the fray. Pesky 109s dropped onto us but we still gave the evil black crossed machines a taste of British lead and thunder. I was lining up to despatch a 109 when I was attacked from above. My left aileron was removed and the cockpit instruments were shattered, spraying glass into my face. However, flying goggles and mask protected my face from being ripped to shreds. I looked up and saw the ominous bullet mark on the windscreen of my trusty Hurricane, where a Hun round had made impact. Luckily the boffins at Hawkers had designed the incredible Hurricane to withstand the impact by using bullet proof glass. Testament to Dowdings statement that if bullet proof glass was good enough for protecting Chicago gangsters, it was good enough for the RAF Fighter jocks.
I called out to the members of Blue Section advising them I was going to try and make a glide to Tangmere. Blue 2 and Blue 4 were still fighting the enemy in true 501 Sqn style. Blue 3, however, was also damaged and he was attempting to get to the airfield at Sandown, on the Isle of Wight.
I landed my wounded Battle Steed at Tangmere and made a mental note that at this rate I would have to put in a standing order for even more Badgers for the ground crew types. Luckily LAC Toxic had also made it onto the ground. Over the radio I heard the brave PO Meaker and LAC Major giving Jerry a real DeWilde welcome. Soon I heard my fearless colleague FO Bunny had also pancaked onto the Island in one piece. ‘Good Show Chaps’ I radioed to them, ‘Last one in the bar buys the round and finds the Piano’. I signed off.
I waved down the crew bus to take me back to Kenley where I briefed the Sqn Adj. Pretty soon the other chaps arrived back on base and we all made our way down to the mess for some Badgers Bollocks and ‘burning’. The Badgers flowed well and soon we forgot about our failure to locate the Hun Bombers and give them a damn good thrashing!
It was while I was at the bar that I met a nice young filly who turned out to be an ammunition loader with the AAA Battery located on the station perimeter. She told me that she was excited today because they had been able to shoot down a lone Hun bomber which had strayed near the airfield. She said that she manned one of the new 3.7 Inch guns that were being deployed and was I interested in seeing the new heavy calibre weapon. Naturally, I agreed and said that I also had a rather large and heavy calibre weapon that she could handle, if she liked. I suggested we stop off at the Battery Admin Office where we could open the bottles of wine. I don’t remember anything else after that.
Claims:
Destroyed: None
Probable: None
Damaged: None
Losses:
Pilot: OK
A/C: Landed at Tangmere – Smash and Grab boys required again.
Tea, Cakes and Medals due for helping the AAA Battery morale.
Squadron code: "SD"
Pilot name: Flying Officer Teepee
Date: 12th August 1940
Time: 1200
Aerodrome: RAF Kenley
Type: Trusty Hawker Hurricane Mk 1A
Marking: "M for Marvel"
Serial number: N2617
Synopsis:
Fresh from the morning sortie the Wing has now been deployed to fly from RAF Kenley in Surrey. My battle weary Hurricane has been recovered from Manston by the Station Recovery Team, commonly called the ‘Smash and Grab boys’. Another crate of Badgers Bollocks is winging its way to the Crew Chief, et al. These chaps are the Hero’s, if you ask me!
Once again I had been let down by the War. The planned cricket festival with the Naval Aviators from Rochester had to be postponed due to our move to Kenley. I was particularly looking forward to meet a nice young WRN who said she wanted to learn how to play the game. I’d already offered to show her my ‘middle and leg’ and other positions but the Boss was adamant that we had to come to Kenley.
I was to lead Blue Section and my wingmen for today were the heroic PO Meaker (Blue 2), LAC Toxic (Blue 3) and LAC Major (Blue 4). These chaps are beginning to fly as a team, now, and we are always ready to show Jerry how teamwork pays.
We strapped into our incredible Hurricanes and almost immediately the order to scramble was heard. We climbed at unbelievable hurricane speed and headed out to the South Coast to patrol over the Isle of Wight. Nearing 20,000ft we still hadn’t made contact with the Hun Bombers. We heard over the radio that the fearless chaps in 615 Sqn had launched their amazing Hurricanes at the waves of Bombers and managed to decimate the verminous hordes. This gave us hope of similarly dealing Jerry a whole pack of trouble. But, we were then told that the only Bombers left were the remaining units escaping back to France after receiving a sever mauling at the hand of our chaps. ‘Damn and Blast’ was heard over the R/T.
Soon the ominous sight of contrails was seen to the South of the Isle of Wight. The Boss ordered us to intercept and then, it was every man for himself, as we entered the fray. Pesky 109s dropped onto us but we still gave the evil black crossed machines a taste of British lead and thunder. I was lining up to despatch a 109 when I was attacked from above. My left aileron was removed and the cockpit instruments were shattered, spraying glass into my face. However, flying goggles and mask protected my face from being ripped to shreds. I looked up and saw the ominous bullet mark on the windscreen of my trusty Hurricane, where a Hun round had made impact. Luckily the boffins at Hawkers had designed the incredible Hurricane to withstand the impact by using bullet proof glass. Testament to Dowdings statement that if bullet proof glass was good enough for protecting Chicago gangsters, it was good enough for the RAF Fighter jocks.
I called out to the members of Blue Section advising them I was going to try and make a glide to Tangmere. Blue 2 and Blue 4 were still fighting the enemy in true 501 Sqn style. Blue 3, however, was also damaged and he was attempting to get to the airfield at Sandown, on the Isle of Wight.
I landed my wounded Battle Steed at Tangmere and made a mental note that at this rate I would have to put in a standing order for even more Badgers for the ground crew types. Luckily LAC Toxic had also made it onto the ground. Over the radio I heard the brave PO Meaker and LAC Major giving Jerry a real DeWilde welcome. Soon I heard my fearless colleague FO Bunny had also pancaked onto the Island in one piece. ‘Good Show Chaps’ I radioed to them, ‘Last one in the bar buys the round and finds the Piano’. I signed off.
I waved down the crew bus to take me back to Kenley where I briefed the Sqn Adj. Pretty soon the other chaps arrived back on base and we all made our way down to the mess for some Badgers Bollocks and ‘burning’. The Badgers flowed well and soon we forgot about our failure to locate the Hun Bombers and give them a damn good thrashing!
It was while I was at the bar that I met a nice young filly who turned out to be an ammunition loader with the AAA Battery located on the station perimeter. She told me that she was excited today because they had been able to shoot down a lone Hun bomber which had strayed near the airfield. She said that she manned one of the new 3.7 Inch guns that were being deployed and was I interested in seeing the new heavy calibre weapon. Naturally, I agreed and said that I also had a rather large and heavy calibre weapon that she could handle, if she liked. I suggested we stop off at the Battery Admin Office where we could open the bottles of wine. I don’t remember anything else after that.
Claims:
Destroyed: None
Probable: None
Damaged: None
Losses:
Pilot: OK
A/C: Landed at Tangmere – Smash and Grab boys required again.
Tea, Cakes and Medals due for helping the AAA Battery morale.
Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Squadron: No. 501 "County of Gloucester" Squadron
Squadron Code: SD
Pilot Name: F/O Dennis Bailey <-- Good one,
Date: 12 Aug 1940 12:00, Isle Of Wight
Base: Kenley
Type: Hawker Hurricane 1 100 Oct
Marking: U for Uncle
Serial No. N3822
Took off as Gold leader, 4th section of Mandril Squadron, after long flight to the combat area, we got engaged with what turned out to be Freema squadron. Those bloody Spitfire jockeys. Panta squadron did give the Hun a jolly good trashing Flying N towards the plot at angels 17, we got engaged again, for good this time. 109s were slightly higher than us. I parked behind one, but he dove away. I warned Gold 2, as one e/a was slowly forming up on him. I swinged around on Maufs back and spotted another bandit diving at me. That was the last time I seen Mauf, I had to evade in tight turn. The 109 was trying to turn with me, shooting on the process. I kept the turn tight enough and watched the cannon balls swing past my tail. After two bursts, he stopped following me and disengaged and so did I as I was rather low for my liking. Him or perhaps another 109 started diving in my general direction and I evaded to safety. I suggested to both Gold 2 and Gold 3 to disengage from that uneven dogfight as soon as possible, and started climbing back to operational altitude myself. Gold 2 was reporting he was behind a 109, I was hoping it would stay that way. Gold 3 I've heard nothing of. Heading back to IoW at angels 10, there were reports of enemy activity, I've seen some barrage balloons over the harbour, but no sign of the enemy. I also failed to find Bully, who was being attacked by a pair of 109s and later crash landed somewhere around the south coast. I returned to base with 5 gallons of fuel left and untouched MG patches.
Claims: none
Pilot: OK
A/C: OK
Squadron Code: SD
Pilot Name: F/O Dennis Bailey <-- Good one,
Date: 12 Aug 1940 12:00, Isle Of Wight
Base: Kenley
Type: Hawker Hurricane 1 100 Oct
Marking: U for Uncle
Serial No. N3822
Took off as Gold leader, 4th section of Mandril Squadron, after long flight to the combat area, we got engaged with what turned out to be Freema squadron. Those bloody Spitfire jockeys. Panta squadron did give the Hun a jolly good trashing Flying N towards the plot at angels 17, we got engaged again, for good this time. 109s were slightly higher than us. I parked behind one, but he dove away. I warned Gold 2, as one e/a was slowly forming up on him. I swinged around on Maufs back and spotted another bandit diving at me. That was the last time I seen Mauf, I had to evade in tight turn. The 109 was trying to turn with me, shooting on the process. I kept the turn tight enough and watched the cannon balls swing past my tail. After two bursts, he stopped following me and disengaged and so did I as I was rather low for my liking. Him or perhaps another 109 started diving in my general direction and I evaded to safety. I suggested to both Gold 2 and Gold 3 to disengage from that uneven dogfight as soon as possible, and started climbing back to operational altitude myself. Gold 2 was reporting he was behind a 109, I was hoping it would stay that way. Gold 3 I've heard nothing of. Heading back to IoW at angels 10, there were reports of enemy activity, I've seen some barrage balloons over the harbour, but no sign of the enemy. I also failed to find Bully, who was being attacked by a pair of 109s and later crash landed somewhere around the south coast. I returned to base with 5 gallons of fuel left and untouched MG patches.
Claims: none
Pilot: OK
A/C: OK
Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Form 540
Mission 22
Squadron 64
Date: 12th August 1940
Time: 1210 hrs
Aerodrome: Kenley
Aeroplane: Spitfire 1a (100oct) / SH-W Serial number: K9964
Synopsis:
Took off as Red Two with Gromic leading as Red One, following behind Green Flight on a heading to the Isle of Wight on reaching twenty thousand feet over Selsey Bill.
Directed towards the west side of Isle of Wight to the Needles with reports of enemy bombers on route to Southampton, "watch out for their escorts following behind" was the general cry! We all arc around to the right north in a shallow dive to find only contacts as Hurricanes, which were apparently searching for the bombers? Redirected back to the east of Isle of Wight to form up with 64 back over south of Selsey Bill at eighteen thousand feet.
While approaching a contact head on, I identified to late as a 109, it open up to hit my left wing with cannon, leaving gaping holes near the leading edge, my radiator was also perforated. Instinctively, I bank over in to a dive, the controls functioned, yet knowing I had little choice or time but to find an airfield as my adversary could easily finish me off. The nearest being Tangmere Aerodrome, fifteen miles, north east at my ten o'clock, I had the benefit of height so just before my engine would seized. I spotted the aerodrome, a moment latter my engine spluttered, ejecting oil over the windscreen the airscrew gradually slowed to a stop. I was now at five thousand feet pointing north, with the runway on my three o'clock , bank over on large arc to align with the runway in to wind for a 'deadstick landing'. On final 'glide' approach, applied undercarriage down, over the threshold but 'no green down' indication! I touch down, travel a distance then the 'undercarriage' collapses as I veered to the right while a Hurricane landing from the opposite end passes me on my left.
Claims
Destroyed:0
Probable: 0
Damaged:0
Lost
Pilot status: OK
A/C : damaged
Mission 22
Squadron 64
Date: 12th August 1940
Time: 1210 hrs
Aerodrome: Kenley
Aeroplane: Spitfire 1a (100oct) / SH-W Serial number: K9964
Synopsis:
Took off as Red Two with Gromic leading as Red One, following behind Green Flight on a heading to the Isle of Wight on reaching twenty thousand feet over Selsey Bill.
Directed towards the west side of Isle of Wight to the Needles with reports of enemy bombers on route to Southampton, "watch out for their escorts following behind" was the general cry! We all arc around to the right north in a shallow dive to find only contacts as Hurricanes, which were apparently searching for the bombers? Redirected back to the east of Isle of Wight to form up with 64 back over south of Selsey Bill at eighteen thousand feet.
While approaching a contact head on, I identified to late as a 109, it open up to hit my left wing with cannon, leaving gaping holes near the leading edge, my radiator was also perforated. Instinctively, I bank over in to a dive, the controls functioned, yet knowing I had little choice or time but to find an airfield as my adversary could easily finish me off. The nearest being Tangmere Aerodrome, fifteen miles, north east at my ten o'clock, I had the benefit of height so just before my engine would seized. I spotted the aerodrome, a moment latter my engine spluttered, ejecting oil over the windscreen the airscrew gradually slowed to a stop. I was now at five thousand feet pointing north, with the runway on my three o'clock , bank over on large arc to align with the runway in to wind for a 'deadstick landing'. On final 'glide' approach, applied undercarriage down, over the threshold but 'no green down' indication! I touch down, travel a distance then the 'undercarriage' collapses as I veered to the right while a Hurricane landing from the opposite end passes me on my left.
Claims
Destroyed:0
Probable: 0
Damaged:0
Lost
Pilot status: OK
A/C : damaged
Re: Adlerangriff - Mission #22 : 12th August 1940 - IoW 1200
Squadron: No.64 Squadron
Squadron code: "SH"
Pilot name: Vukac
Date: 5 August 1940
Time: 1210
Base: Kenley
Type: Spitfire Ia 100 octane
Marking:C
Serial number:N3231
Takeoff from Vranac with a delay of 10 minutes.We set off and at the last moment we arrived. But my motor is burned because I forgot to open the radiator!
I landed at the airport Ford...
Claims
Destroyed:0
Probable: 0
Damaged:0
Lost
Pilot status: OK
A/C : damaged
Squadron code: "SH"
Pilot name: Vukac
Date: 5 August 1940
Time: 1210
Base: Kenley
Type: Spitfire Ia 100 octane
Marking:C
Serial number:N3231
Takeoff from Vranac with a delay of 10 minutes.We set off and at the last moment we arrived. But my motor is burned because I forgot to open the radiator!
I landed at the airport Ford...
Claims
Destroyed:0
Probable: 0
Damaged:0
Lost
Pilot status: OK
A/C : damaged