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The troops below me were Japa­ nese soldiers, evidently retreating from the I mauling they had taken back there on the river, when the A VG had bombed them with five- hundred-pound bombs. I turned to the side, to watch them— they were in heavy rain, and from the stand­ point of their own safety they were in the worst possible place on the road. The Burm a Road was cut out of red Yunnan clay, and there were steep banks on both sides of the column— besides I don’t think they had heard me over the roar of the rain, and I know they hadn’t seen m y ship. I turned m y gun switches on and dove for the kill, sighting carefully through my lighted sight. M y trac­ ers struck the target dead center, for I had held m y fire until thè last moment. There was no need of doing this job at high speed, for if I m erely cruised I'd have longer to shoot at them and could also look out for the hills hidden in the rain •n d the clouds. This tim e there was no dust, but the red, muddy water went up like a geyser. The six Fifties seemed to cut the column to bits. As I passed over, I could see those who hadn't been hit trying desperat ly to craw l up the muddy bank to the safety of the trees and •lipping back. Turning very close to the hills, I came back over. Every now and then I d lose them, for the rain was heavy and it was dark in the clouds, Symbol of the Am erican Volun­ teer Group “ Flying Tigers“ which made aerial combat history over China and Burm a when the Japs were having their inning. The AVG was later inducted into the A rm y A ir Corps, with General Claire Chennault as commander. that these younger pilots knew a m illion times more about combat than I did. I'd corner some of these Flying Tigers and ask them ques­ tions, for I longed for the day when I'd get to fly on attacking missions with them. At first they were hard to know. The men they had met as represent­ ing our A rm y in China had been pretty harsh with these high-strung flyers, who after all had done the greatest job in the w ar against the enemy. In the beginning they were reluctant to answer my questions or tell me the secrets of their success in combat. They couldn't understand why a Colonel in the A rm y A ir Corps had to know anything. As George Paxton put it: Didn’t the Arm y know everything? “ Seems like to m e,” he said, “ every arm y officer we've seen out here knows all the answers." When he found out that I was se­ rious, and that my ambition was to get over there and fly with them and learn combat from them, so that in the end I might teach it to our younger pilots who would be coming out, he told me things that I would never have learned otherwise. “ F irs t,” he said, leading me off under the wing of one of the P-40's, “ first, the Old M an says, never turn with one of the Zeros. He says that's bad." A. 7 ? A General Quiz o- o- O O. 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