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空军战士-第17部分

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the sun。〃 The B…24's had nowhere to hide and with the ground 25;000 feet 
below; there was no place to dig in。 The bursts around them posed a threat 
to the airplane; as it had ten 500 pound bombs and over 2;000 gallons of 
100 octane gas on board。
    When the bombs dropped the plane jumped a few feet。 〃Everything improved 
when they went away;〃 Lt。 Vincent Fagan remembered。 〃The plane was 5;000 
or 6;000 pounds lighter; we were leaving the flak instead of going into 
it and we could take evasive action — usually a diving turn towards the 
shortest escape route from the flak area。〃
    ____________________
    One didn’t always get out of the flak。 On his first mission; October 
7; 1944; B…24 pilot J。I。 Merritt; in Liberty Belle; flew over Vienna to 
hit an oil refinery。 After dropping the bombs; he banked steeply to the 
left and headed toward the rally point and home。 Sgt。 Art Johnson; a waist 
gunner and assistant engineer; was on his twenty…sixth mission。 He recalled; 
〃We had flown through the worst of the flak。 I sighed a bit; for this was 
my third time in the vicinity of Vienna and I knew about where the flak 
began and ended。〃 Just then; there were four explosions in quick succession。
    Johnson ’s oxygen hose pulled apart; his gun was knocked out of his 
hand; and he hit the floor; hard。 Luckily his headset stayed connected and 
he heard Merritt ask; 〃Is everyone okay?〃 Johnson checked the tail gunner 
and the ball turret gunner; then pressed his mike。 〃Pilot from left waist 
— everyone okay back here。〃 But he added; 〃Number three engine throwing 
oil and smoke; number four dead; holes in flaps and wings。 Over。〃
    Johnson later found out that the first burst had exploded directly in 
front of the plane and the force of it took the top off the nose turret。 
The second burst came through and cut the nose wheel and tire in two; cut 
the interphone lines to the nose and also the oxygen lines。 The third burst 
ripped up the underside of the right wing and exploded in number four engine。 
The gunner in the top turret; Sgt。 Nick Corbo; had just breathed easy and 
said to himself; 〃We’ve made this one;〃 when the bursts came。 One piece 
of shrapnel exploded through the flight deck。 Johnson and the other crew 
members began throwing everything that was loose out of the plane。 Ammunition; 
guns; flak suits; anything and everything that was loose except themselves。 
Merritt fought the wheel as the plane heaved and slowed to the brink of 
stalling。 Then it began dropping。 Gasoline streamed from the riddled wing 
tanks; filling the plane with the reek of the fuel。 Only one engine was 
still working; and that one hardly was。 The plane had dropped from 25;000 
feet to 12;000 and was still going down。 Merritt managed to get up some 
speed and cross into Yugoslavia。 Down to 2;000 feet and almost out of fuel; 
he called out over the inter; 〃Bail out and good luck!〃
mpanel(1);
    Johnson recalled that the right waist gunner was the first out; followed 
by the tail gunner and the ball turret gunner。 〃I was alone in back。 I faced 
the front of the ship and put my head between my knees and out I went。 The 
slipstream caught me and I went end for end。 By the time I had slowed down 
a bit I had pulled my rip cord。 One long pull。 I was jerked straight up 
and down as the silk billowed open and I breathed a prayer of thanks。〃
    Johnson and the others; including Merritt and the co…pilot; landed more 
or less intact。 They were picked up by partisans who managed to get them 
back to Italy; but not until November 26。
    Lt。 Glenn Rendahl; a co…pilot from Hollywood; California; with the 514th 
Squadron; said that on his first mission; the flak 〃exceeded whatever we 
expected。〃 On McGovern’s second mission one bomber of the group was lost。 
Again there were clouds; but the lead bomber had the Mickey radar and used 
it to find the railroad and dropped his bombs。 The twenty…seven planes following 
did also。 But because of the clouds; no observation of results could be 
made。
    ________________
    On his first mission; navigator Pepin of the 741st saw a lot of flak; 
saw some B…24's get hit; but his plane managed to drop its bombs successfully。 
He felt a sense of joy as the plane headed home。 The bomb bay doors were 
closing and the aircraft’s speed was increasing。 〃The going…home sight 
of the Alps in the early afternoon was far more beautiful than the morning 
one。〃 The radiomen tuned to the Armed Services Radio station in Foggia and 
over the inter the crew listened to the latest hit records。 Both danger 
and the crew’s stamina diminished on the home…bound run and 〃our elation 
and silliness increased。〃 Everyone was 〃tired; hungry and thirsty;〃 as their 
breakfast and coffee had been hours ago。 Finally Pepin could see Cerignola 
and his plane circled the field。 Then; and on later missions; 〃My favorite 
sight and sound was hearing the tires touch the steel mat on landing and 
seeing the props e to a halt。〃 After nine hours of 〃grueling; horrendous; 
nerve…wracking flying; the mission was over。〃
    ________________________
    For Sgt。 Robert Hammer; now a radio operator with the 742nd Squadron; 
his first mission was in late September: target; the airfield outside Munich。 
Two of the men in his crew; a bombardier and a flight engineer; were on 
their last missions before going home。 A fighter escort joined them 〃and 
we were bouncing gaily along in the blue〃 when dead ahead a thick; coal…black 
cloud appeared。 〃Take a good look at it; fellows;〃 the veteran bombardier 
called over the inter; 〃because it ’s flak and you’ll be seeing plenty 
of it from now on。〃 Hammer was appalled to see the squadron of B…24's ahead 
fly directly into the stuff。 Fools; he thought。 Why don ’t they just fly 
around it? He saw two planes get hit and start down。 Shortly after; 〃we 
were heading for that same suicidal cloud。〃
    The plane started 〃bucking like a rodeo bronco。〃 There was a crack。 
Hammer looked quizzically at the veteran engineer; who pointed to a hole 
an inch long and a quarter…inch wide made by shrapnel。 After what seemed 
an eternity that in fact had lasted for less than ten minutes; the bombs 
were away and Hammer’s plane turned for home。 〃We were bat veterans 
now。〃
    __________________________
    Radio operator Sgt。 Howard Goodner flew his first mission in October; 
1944。 His plane was a B…24 flown by Lt。 Richard Farrington; his squadron 
was the 787th; a part of the 466th Bomb Group; Eighth Air Force。 Low clouds 
covered the airfield and when Farrington got his craft off the ground; he 
could not see。 Flying blind as he climbed; relying on his instruments; following 
his heading; Farrington was quickly covered with sweat。 Up; up; up he went; 
until he got above the clouds。 No amount of practice could have prepared 
the pilot and crew for what they encountered  — B…24's; glittering like 
mica; were popping up out of the clouds over here; over there; everywhere。 
They formed up and straightened out for the target。 Farrington called out 
over the inter; 〃This is it; boys。 We’re on our way to the war。〃
    Ahead shells were bursting all over the sky; sending out shards of shrapnel。 
The lead squadron of B…24's penetrated the flak。 〃Mary; Mother of God;〃 
one crew member mumbled into the inter。 〃Mary; Mother of God; get me 
out of this。〃 Farrington took them right into it。 Jarring detonations erupted 
around them。 The plane bumped and shuddered。 But it kept flying straight 
and level; until the bombs were released。 Farrington banked; got away from 
the flak; and headed home。 Sergeant Goodner reached into his jacket pocket 
for the Tootsie Roll he carried with him。 It was frozen solid。 When the 
plane landed; Goodner had his first mission behind him。
    _____________________________
    On November 18; McGovern was Surbeck’s co…pilot on another milk run。 
The target was the German airfield near Vicenza; Austria。 The weather was 
fair and the bombing was visual。 Over 50 per cent of the bombs fell in the 
target area causing extensive damage to the installation。 Flak was light 
and generally inaccurate。 No German fighters were seen。 The group returned 
to Cerignola without casualties。
    McGovern flew again the next day and it was no milk run。 The target 
was a refinery near Vienna。 Because of cloud cover; the lead plane used 
its Mickey and no results were seen; but dropping bombs by radar instead 
of visually meant few of them hit what they wanted to hit and the damage 
was minimal。 Flak was intense but inaccurate and all planes returned to 
base。
    On November 20; on McGovern ’s final mission as a co…pilot; the target 
was factories at Zlin; Czechoslovakia。 It was a secondary; or alternative; 
target; but the original objective had been obscured by clouds; so the lead 
pilot took the group to Zlin。 There the weather was clear and the bombing 
was done visually; with excellent results。 Best of all; there was no flak 
over Zlin。 All planes returned safely。
    After debriefing; McGovern would meet with Rounds; Adams; and his crew。 
They fired questions at him about what it was like; most of all the flak。 
〃They were filled with questions every day;〃 McGovern recalled; 〃waiting 
for me when I came back。〃
    Once the session was over; McGovern would steer his way into the officer
’s club for a Coca…Cola or a beer。 There he would listen to the veteran 
pilots talk and ask his own questions。 It was shop talk。 From almost every 
one of the discussions he would absorb information。 The topics were the 
B…24's; the crews; the Germans。 What rpm at what altitude? Why was this 
gauge or that instruments malfunctioning? Is there any way to stay straight 
and level over the target and still avoid the flak? How long can an engine 
be on fire before it detonates the gas tank? What can you do when a bomb 
gets stuck in the bomb bay? How does the plane fly with only three engines 
operating? With two? When the hydraulic system has leaked or been shot out; 
how do you get the wheels down?
    McGovern had flown four missions on four days。 These consecutive missions 
were about the absolute limit。 They left the pilot and his crew haggard; 
worn; jumpy; frazzled and spent。 But each one of the attacks counted toward 
the thirty…five missions that; when pleted; would allow McGovern to return 
to the States。 When he had time to write to Eleanor; McGovern noted the 
number in his letter  — number five after the mission to Zlin。
    〃I worried; as any wife would;〃 Eleanor said three decades later。 〃I 
would feel a stab of fear whenever someone knocked at the door or the telephone 
rang。 The first thing I would do when I got a letter from George was to 
scan through it for a number  — the number of missions pleted。 That 
was the first thing I wanted to know。 Then I’d go back to read the letter。〃
    ___________________________
    On December 16; radio operator Sgt。 Mel TenHaken flew his first mission; 
against a refinery at Brux; Czechoslovakia。 Because the crew were new; the 
pilot; Lieutenant Cord; was a veteran ofthirty…one missions。 TenHaken ’
s regular pilot flew as co…pilot that day。 There was another newer; a 
photographer on his seventeenth mission。 Theirs would be one of the last 
two planes on the bomb run and his photos would be among the official records 
of the raid ’s effect。
    When the Group formed up and headed toward the target; TenHaken saw 
〃a seemingly endless line of planes。 I had never seen this many in one place 
at one time。〃 He thought that 〃obviously Rosie the riveter back home had 
been very busy。〃 The bombers were at 25;000 feet; just below the 26;000…foot 
ceiling for the craft。
    On his B…24; TenHaken was in charge of the haff; what he had called 
〃Christmas tree tinsel〃 back home。 Its purpose was to confuse German radar; 
which otherwise would lock onto the group and know what altitude to set 
the fuses for the shells to explode。 The chaff was in packets; each one 
wrapped and tied with a plain brown band; each one crimped to open in the 
wind and allow the foil to drift down in individual pieces。 Most veterans 
thought the chaff didn’t do much if any go
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