The Stabsschwarm of JG301 was the unit to fly the Ta 152 operationally. The pilots were impressed by it's handling characteristics. One pilot said:
"-The flying characteristics put all previous German fighters completely in shade. Although I never flew the Me 262 jet, I would venture to suggest that the Ta 152 was far better when it came to dogfighting with the Allied fighters then in service."
So, the Ta 152 was good, the Tempest was also good. Who was better? The Stabsshwarm of JG 301 was stationed at Neustadt-Glewe. On 14. April after returning from a mission two enemy Aircraft were reported strafing Ludwigslust railway yards. Three Ta 152s were ordered to scramble at once- piloted by Oberstleutant Aufhammer, Oberfeldwebel Sattler and Oberfeldwebel Reschke.
"-As the direction of take-off was in line with the railway tracks leading straight to Ludwigslust, we were almost immediately in contact wit enemy fighters, which turned out to be Tempests Flying in No. 3 position I witnessed Oberfeldwebel Sattler ahead seconds before we reached them. It was hardly possible for his crash to have been the result of enemy action, as the two Tempest had clearly only just registered our presence. So it was now two against two as the ground-level dogfight began. We knew the Tempest to be a very fast fighter, used by the British to chase and shot-down our V-1s. But here, in a fight which would not rise above 50m, speed would not play a big part. The machines ability to turn would be all important. Both pilots realized from the start it would be a fight to the finish and used every flying trick and tactial ploy possible to gain the upper hand. At this altitude neither could afford to make the slightest mistake. And for the first time since flying the Ta 152 I began to fully appreciate exactly what this aircraft could do.
Pulling ever tighter turns I got closer and closer to the Tempest, never once felling that I was approaching the limit of the Ta 152 capabilities. And in order to keep out of my sights , the Tempest pilot was being forced to take increasingly dangerous evasive action. When he flicked over onto the opposite wing I knew his last attempt to turn inside of me had failed.
The first burst of fire from my Ta 152 caught the Tempest in the tail and rear fuselage. The enemy aircraft shuddered noticeably and, probably as an instinctive reaction, the Tempest pilot immediately yoked into a starboard turn, giving me an even greater advantage. Now there was no escape for the Tempest. I pressed my gun buttons a second time, but after a few rounds my weapon went silent, and despite all my efforts to clean them, refused to fire another shot. I can no longer remember just who and what I didn't curse. But fortunately the Tempest pilot didn't realize my predicament as he'd already taken hits. Instead he continued desperately to twist and turn and I positioned myself, so I was always just within his field of vision. Eventually-inevitably-he stalled. The Tempest's left wing droped and he crashed into the woods below. It so happened that that the sit of Oberfeldwebel Sattler's crash site and that of the Tempest pilot, who proved to be New Zealender Wt Off O. J. Mitchell, were only about a kilometer apart. They were buried side-by-side in Neustadt-Glewe cemetery next day with full military honors."
I live in the Air and die by fire
