A Milk Run

 

Lt. William Lindley, Pilot of a B-17, 95th Bomber Group  "within seconds the Luftwaffe fighters appeared. There were so many more black dots on the horizon, thicker than the gnats around the rear end of a camel. About the time I made the turn from the I.P. toward the target, heavy and accurate flak began bursting among our formation; the fighters pulled in front of us. The flak looked awesome but the FW190`s and Me109`s would put the fear of God into anyone. To see them attack head-on from the twelve o`clock position with their wings flaring and smoking from their machine gun fire is frightful to say the least. Awesome, particularly when one realized they are firing directly at us.For the next fifteen minutes I was in a state of absolute and incredulous shock. Between the exploding flak shells, the burning aircraft going down, excited voices yelling over the radio, and those concentrated and continuous fighter attacks, I spent half the time with my head in my steel helmet ducked down behind the instrument panel. The aircraft was on automatic flight control equipment, being steered by the bombardier. He managed to get the bombs away over the target area."

Bombers - 25 points each