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« on: February 16, 2004, 12:56:38 PM »
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When an Enemy Was a Friend
http://www.afa.org/magazine/valor/0197valor.html
By John L. Frisbee
Published at Air Force Magazine, January 1997, Vol. 80, No. 1
Brown's B-17 was perhaps the most heavily damaged bomber to return from combat. It survived because of an enemy's act of chivalry.

Dec. 20, 1943, was a typically cold, overcast winter day in Britain as 2d Lt. Charles L. Brown's B-17F lined up for takeoff. It was 21-year-old Charlie Brown's first combat mission as an aircraft commander with the 379th Bomb Group, the target an FW-190 factory at Bremen, Germany. He and his crew of Ye Olde Pub were to become participants in an event probably unique at that time in the air war over Europe--a mission that would remain shrouded in mystery for many years.

While i'm at it, I though maybe the picture below would interest some. It is from pg 128 out of "Messerschmidt Br109 F, G, & K Series" by Jochen Prein & Peter Rodeike.  
 
Franz Stigler had a laugh when he saw both of these pictures It is a picture of his former wife, Eva, at age 17. He said he doesn't know who gave them to the publishers, because he doesn't even own the pictures himself!  
The bombers began their 10-minute bomb run at 27,300 feet, the temperature: negative 60 degrees. Flak was heavy and accurate. Before "bombs away," Brown's B-17 took hits that shattered the Plexiglas nose, knocked out the number two engine, damaged number four--which frequently had to be throttled back to prevent overspeeding--and caused undetermined damage to the controls. Coming off target, Lieutenant Brown was unable to stay with the formation and became a straggler.

Almost immediately, the lone and limping B-17 came under a series of attacks from 12 to 15 Bf-109s and FW-190s that lasted for more than 10 minutes. The number three engine was hit and would produce only half power. Oxygen, hydraulic, and electrical systems were damaged, and the controls were only partially responsive. The bomber's 11 defensive guns were reduced by the extreme cold to only the two top turret guns and one forward-firing nose gun. The tailgunner was killed and all but one of the crew in the rear incapacitated by wounds or exposure to the frigid air. Lieutenant Brown took a bullet fragment in his right shoulder.

Charlie Brown figured the only chance of surviving this pitifully unequal battle was to go on the offensive. Each time a wave of attackers approached, he turned into them, trying to disrupt their aim with his remaining firepower. The last thing oxygen-starved Brown remembers was reversing a steep turn, becoming inverted, and looking "up" at the ground. When he regained full consciousness, the B-17 was miraculously level at less than 1,000 feet.

Still partially dazed, Lieutenant Brown began a slow climb with only one engine at full power. With three seriously injured aboard, he rejected bailing out or a crash landing. The alternative was a thin chance of reaching the UK. While nursing the battered bomber toward England, Brown looked out the right window and saw a Bf-109 flying on his wing. The pilot waved, then flew across the B-17's nose and motioned Brown to land in Germany, which the aircraft commander refused to do. After escorting them for several miles out over the North Sea, the Luftwaffe pilot saluted, rolled over, and disappeared. Why had he not shot them down? The answer did not emerge for many years.

The B-17 did make it across 250 miles of storm-tossed North Sea and landed at Seething near the English coast, home of the 448th Bomb Group, which had not yet flown its first mission. The crew was debriefed on their mission, including the strange encounter with the Bf-109. For unknown reasons, the debriefing was classified "secret" and remained so for many years. Lieutenant Brown went on to complete a combat tour, finish college, accept a regular commission, and serve in the Office of Special Investigations, with the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and in other Air Force and State Department assignments until his retirement. He now lives in Miami, Fla., where he is founder and president of an energy and environmental research center.

The image of his strange encounter with the Bf-109 remained firmly embedded in Charlie Brown's memory. In 1986, he began a search for the anonymous pilot. Finally, in 1990, former Oberleutnant Franz Stigler, now living in Canada, responded to a notice published in a newsletter for German fighter pilots. By comparing time, place, and aircraft markings, it was determined that Stigler was the chivalrous pilot who had allowed Brown's crew to live. Not surprisingly, Brown and Stigler have become close friends.

On that December day in 1943, there had been two persuasive reasons why Stigler should have shot down the B-17. First, earlier in the day, he had downed two four-engine bombers and needed only one more that day to earn a Knight's Cross. Second, his decision to not finish off the aircraft was a court-martial offense in Nazi Germany and if revealed could have led to his execution. He considered these alternatives while flying formation with the B-17, "the most heavily damaged aircraft I ever saw that was still flying." He could see the wounded aboard and thought, "I cannot kill these half-dead people. It would be like shooting at a parachute."

Franz Stigler's act of chivalry has been justly, though belatedly, honored by several military organizations here and abroad. On the other hand, Charles Brown was not decorated for his heroism over Germany, which never was reported by the 448th Bomb Group at Seething to his commanders. Such are the fortunes of war and its aftermath.

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« Reply #1 on: February 16, 2004, 01:02:59 PM »
wow good story reminds me of Johnsons P-47 "half pint"

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« Reply #2 on: February 16, 2004, 01:06:06 PM »
Damn good story. Often in AH if I find a hurt bird trying to make it home I attempt to give escort back to his lines or atleast before his friends think they will jump me. I wonder if anyone else does this.


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« Reply #3 on: February 16, 2004, 01:42:54 PM »
Great story, thanks.
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« Reply #4 on: February 16, 2004, 02:05:46 PM »
This is from the interview of Franz Stigler right?

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« Reply #5 on: February 16, 2004, 02:12:57 PM »
A similar story from the other side of the world:

Several years ago, a former Dutch military nurse -- now a retired woman in her 70's -- contacted the Japanese Red Cross (or some similar charitable organization), attempting to locate a Japanese fighter pilot who spared her life somewhere over Java (New Guinea?) one day in 1942. According to her account of the event, she was flying in a Dutch military DC-3 (C-47) air ambulance at low altitude over dense jungle. On board were wounded soldiers and several children who were being evacuated from a combat area. Suddenly, a Japanese "Zero" fighter appeared alongside the plane. The nurse could see the Japanese pilot's facial features clearly. She and some of the children (!) stood by the tiny cabin and cockpit windows of the DC-3 and began frantically trying to wave him off. It is not hard to imagination the panic they must have experienced while pantomiming as if their lives depended on it (and they DID!).

After a few eternal moments of what must have been sheer terror for the desperately pantomiming passengers, the "Zero" gave a quick, acknowledging wing wobble before peeling off and disappearing from sight. The cockpit and cabin of the DC-3 were filled with cheers and sobs of relief.

 For fifty-odd years, the Dutch nurse had wanted to meet with the Japanese pilot who spared her life, as well as the lives of the wounded soldiers and children that day. With a stroke of sheer luck, the Japanese Red Cross was able to locate the pilot of the Zero plane, and it was none other than Saburo Sakai, who had been flying a sortie combat air patrol on the day in question. When asked if he remembered the incident, Sakai replied that he did, and that he had thought about downing the plane for a brief moment, as higher command had instructed fighter patrols to down any and all enemy aircraft encountered, armed or not. When he saw the waving hands and horror-stricken faces in the windows of the DC-3, however, he was moved to mercy, thinking that anyone who wanted to live that badly deserved to survive. Apparently, he did not experience similarly tender feelings for many an Allied military aviator who was to stray into his gunsights in the subsequent three years of aerial combat, but on that day over the Javan jungles, he showed mercy. It is an anecdote of a type that is sadly rare in the annals of Japanese WW2 military history, but one that, nonetheless, shows that even the fiercest of warriors can be capable of human compassion.
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« Reply #6 on: February 16, 2004, 04:18:01 PM »
The first guy sounded like he was out of ammo.  Don't mean to blacken his name though.

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« Reply #7 on: February 16, 2004, 04:37:22 PM »
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Originally posted by frank3
This is from the interview of Franz Stigler right?

Yes Frank,
its from here:
http://www.virtualpilots.fi/hist/WW2History-Stigler.html
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« Reply #8 on: February 16, 2004, 05:04:53 PM »
Karnak: The incident with this plane could have been a case mentioned by Saburo Sakai. Do a websearch with his name and you will probably find it. If not, let me know, I will look on all my HD's where I probably have the story from his side!

There is an incident mentioned by the German Ace Rudorffer where he escorted a damaged British plane into a safe area. It had happened to himself before, where a British fighter had escorted him to safety.

"In Russia, this would never have happened" he said...


Gosh, I have some more stuff in this direction. What a great idea for a thread I must say.
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« Reply #9 on: February 16, 2004, 08:38:04 PM »
Angus,

The specific search I did to get that text was:

"Saburo Sakai" nurse

in Google.

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« Reply #10 on: February 16, 2004, 09:48:18 PM »
Hehe, my memory isn't that bad after all then :)

(that is, I hadn't read that far when I wrote my response)
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It was very interesting to carry out the flight trials at Rechlin with the Spitfire and the Hurricane. Both types are very simple to fly compared to our aircraft, and childishly easy to take-off and land. (Werner Mölders)

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« Reply #11 on: February 17, 2004, 10:45:28 AM »
Stigler is a hero.. but to put it in context.. imagine what would happen to a f16 pilot that escorted a shot up iraq mig to safety.

in Nazi germany.. he would of been shot.
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« Reply #12 on: February 17, 2004, 03:35:35 PM »
Another friendly enemy was the British sailor who drowned rescuing Bismarck survivors.  He was praised over Radio Berlin and posthumously decorated by the German government.

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« Reply #13 on: February 18, 2004, 06:14:52 AM »
There were many such examples of gallantry in WW2, among all the dirt of a war. I don`t remember the names, but there was one US pilot over Hungary, who, having fatally wounded one of our Hungarian Bf 109Gs in combat, manouvered alongside the plane and told his enemy with signs that his ride is on fire, hurry bail out ! The pilot in the 109 did so and survived, but unfortunately when he kicked himself out of the cocpit he probably kicked the rudder, and the burning 109 slipped to the side and collided the Mustang, and the gallant American could not leave the plane and died ...  :(

Also there`s the story from Heinz Knoke`s book, who was chased by several P-47s, which shot up his 109 badly, and he attempted for a belly landing. Flying so slow, a P-47 overshoot him, Knoke took the chance, raised the nose and downed the Thunderbolt with a short burst, then crash landed. The American also had to land, close to Knoke`s plane (IIRC Knoke went unconcius and when he woke up the US guy was next to him). They had a friendly chat until a Wehrmach truck arrived and took them to a hospital/POW camp.

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« Reply #14 on: February 18, 2004, 09:25:30 AM »
Nice point on Heinz Knoeke's event.I remember it from his book now. Weren't they sharing cigarettes together untill he was picked up?
Anyway, wonder if Knoeke is still alive...
It was very interesting to carry out the flight trials at Rechlin with the Spitfire and the Hurricane. Both types are very simple to fly compared to our aircraft, and childishly easy to take-off and land. (Werner Mölders)