Southern Oregon Miner, Thursday, April 5, 1945 GOD IS MY CO-PILOT C ol. R o b e rt L.Scott E a s y to M a k e Y o u r U p h o ls t e r e d C h a ir s DEPARTM ENT C H A P T E R X X IX converged on his fighter, and when he dove out he was on fire; the flames streaming out of his engine covered the canopy. From some re­ flex action he had done the wrong thing again—he'd roiled the canopy open and the flames had been sucked Into the cockpit, into his face He had already unlatched his safety belt in order to jum p, and in dodging the flames he was thrown about in the pilot's compartm ent, though he must evidently have got the canopy closed again, for the flames were held out by the glass. Couch went through long seconds of torture as he was thrown about in the bottom of the spinning plane— the rudder pedals struck his burned face, and sharp projections hurt his shoulders and back. He struggled to his feet again, rolled the hatch back and was thrown out and away from the burning ship. But from the patrol that had been at the Mekong and from the "prob­ ables." we knew that we had not let one Jap escape from the Decem­ ber 26th attempted bombing of Yeching I felt so good 1 wanted to We tried the same defense to hold radio the General, but I waited until we checked up on those who were the advantage over the Japs if they missing, so that I could go and tell I should come again. During the first him in person. hours of the morning I flew low over Our victory had not been without the surrounding hills and saw the loss. Lieutenant Couch, who had forest-fires set by the burning of the led the rear attack on the bombers, enemy planes that we had shot down had failed to return. His wing man the day before. From over one vil­ had seen him pulling up over the tail lage West of Yeching. I could see of the bomber formation after shoot­ the wreckage of the two ships that ing down one of the Japs; but they had flown together; the natives were had concentrated their fire on him standing about looking at what had and had shot him down in flames. No come out of the skies. As I took my one knew whether or not the Caro­ formation into the air and followed lina pilot had gotten o u t In the out the instructions the General had speed with which that attack had given me. I realized that for all prac­ moved you didn't have tim e to see tical purposes he was in the fighter with me; I was m erely privileged parachutes opening. to press the trigger and send the Another pilot. Lieutenant Mooney, enemy into the ground and destruc­ had been seen to shoot one bomber tion. Yes. the General rode with me down, and then, in another head-on on those flights in more ways than attack, had either collided with an­ one. I f we kept following out his other of the enemy or had exploded tactics we'd hold our ratio of twelve- it so close to his own ship that the to-one over the Japs as we battled observing pilot had not been able to them in China. see Mooney’s P-40 again. None of us in China was fooling Sending out the usual search par­ ties, I took off into a setting sun for himself— we knew that what little Kunming. M y heart was heavy with we had accomplished against the the loss of two fine pilots, but there enemy would have very small bear­ was still hope that they had gotten ing on the outcome of the conflict out And at the same tim e my But under General Chennault we had made the most of what we had. spirits were singing with victory I landed at headquarters in the We had developed fighters with an dark and went to the General's urge for combat and the aggressive house. Over the rough road that led spirit of battle. We had bases in there, my mind was on the speedy China from which to attack other happenings since I had driven out to bases in China, that were Japa­ the ship that morning. Then I drove nese. With more equipment we could past the guard at the gate, who hold our bases and we could take smiled and yelled, "A V G — ding- the bases farther East, from which hao." I called a cheerful greeting to we could bomb the heart of Japan him, for everything was good now. I expect 1 wouldn t have oeen There was a full moon rising in the skv—a "bombing moon." the Chi­ much good in eombal that day if it nese call it—and the cedar trees had come, for 1 was doing too much around the house that the Gissimo thinking, and fighter pilots can do Even had built for the General were cast­ only one thing at a tim e when I landed and walked about ing tong shadows in its lig h t I tossed my flying gear on the among the Chinese dead from the bed in my room and hurried to the Christmas Day bombing. I just kept General. I saw "Gunboat" the on thinking. houseboy coming out of the Gen­ eral's corner room. He said softly. "General still feel pretty bad.” Genera] Chennault was in oed. propped up by pillows. He glanced up from a map and looked at me. " W e ll Scotty.” he said, " I hear there was a fight over Yeching this afternoon and I see blood on your face, so I know you made contact. What happened?" T rying to look real stem, I told the General that nineteen Japs had come in. just as he said they would, at the same tim e as the day be­ fore— only this tim e we were higher than they and were waiting for them. "G en eral,” I said, with a trem or of pride in my voice, "we shot 'em all down.” The General was looking more like a well man every m o m ent He asked about our losses and I told him about the two missing pilots. He thought a minute, then started to get up. "Scotty, if you’ll look over behind you in that pretty box, you’ll find a bottle of Haig & Haig, pinch bottle, that the Soong sisters sent us for Christmas. W e're going to open that and celebrate.” We were celebrating when Doctor Tom Gentry came back and be­ gan to ask the General why he wasn't in bed with his fever. The General looked so happy, I guess, that Doctor took his tem perature again. Then he gave me a funny look. "N o rm a l." he said. "Some­ times I think if you all shot down a ! few Japs every day. the General would even get to where he could hear as well as he could when he was a boy in Louisiana." The General filled his glass again and handed me the bottle Then he raised the glass at me and said. ‘‘H o w !" We drank to the victory of the afternoon. E a rly next day I went over again with Holloway, just in case the Jap came again. We learned that the victory had not been without cost. Lieutenant Mooney had been found dead, close to the wrecks of two burned airplanes— a Mitsubishi Jap­ anese bom ber and his P-40 Couch had had better luck and was in the hospital. I went up to see him as soon as we assigned the " a e ria l u m b rella” of P-40's that were going to patrol the skies tor a re­ currence of the Jap raids. Lieuten­ ant Couch was badly burned but was resting easy. He told me that the bomber he had fired on had be­ gun to smoke and he’d taken his plane in very close to m ake certain that the Jap burned. This had been a mistake, he knew, for the guns of three or more of the enem y bad That afternoon at two o'clock I got all our ships in the sky again. I rode on Holloway's wing over the top of them all. and we watched and waited for our interceptors on the Mekong to yell, “ Here they come.” Nothing happened— I guess General Chennault was right again. “ You destroyed their group yester­ d ay.” he had said that morning. We’ve got them worried, and they'll have to wait for their long supply line around to Burma to send some more planes.” When the sun got low on the blue hills of Yunnan. I began my thinking again There was no use fooling ourselves — the situation in China was bad. All of China that was de­ veloped at all was in the hands of the Japanese. The Jap had worked with extreme foresight in preparing ' T ' . I I S p a ir o f ch a irs , so m uch nt * hom e in u V ic to ria n setting, would be ju s t ns u pp ro p riu te in it m o d e rn room . T h e y u re c o m fo rt­ E I.E C T H IC W A T F K H E A T E R S ! in o lia v i Buy it l r r r t W rit» able too, and anyone who cun l i i v f Japeoii l l e r l r l a W ater tir a t o i Co. n a il to g e th e r a box cun m u ke the SAI w . »sill. B »S I. la . b e a tile T, W ash. wooden fra m e . 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