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COMBAT REPORT

Name:
Date:
Flight, squadron:
Number of enemy aircraft:
Type of enemy aircraft:
Time attack was delivered:
Place attack was delivered:
Height of enemy:
Enemy casualties:
Our casualties:
General report:
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"Today Hitler held another meeting with his senior military commanders in Berlin. It was, in theory, the day of decision, the date on which Operation Sea Lion would be launched, to strike before the late autumn weather in the Channel made an amphibious landing too perilous to attempt. Hitler accepted however that daylight air superiority had not been achieved and he delayed the decision once more...Hitler declared that all that was required was five days good flying weather to complete the elimination of Frighter Command. The Luftwafe was primed for another maximum effort"

Patrick Bishop, Battle of Britain Day by Day

Stabsfeldwebel Friedhelm Ollenschlager.
9th Staffel III Gruppe Jagdgeshwader 2 'Richthofen'
Caen 14th September 1940

Escorted Dorniers of KG3 to bomb Westhampnett, no combat.


Ollenschlager! report to the Adjutant immediately

"Ollenschlager! delightful to see you"
"Herr Oberleutnant?"
"You know Leutnant Flick is leaving to have his appendix removed?, a complicated procedure I understand"
"Especially since it was removed in 1932"
"Er.. yes, well as of now you are the Gruppe Technical Officer"
"I'm not sure I'm properly qualified Sir"
" Oh don't worry about that, its only a cover for a 'special mission the CO is putting together"
'Special mission' I shifted uneasily I didn't like the sound of this.
"He's a bit concerned about us not being in the thick of things so when HQ asked about a 'diversionary attack' he jumped at the chance!"
This sounds worse and worse!
" So tomorrow your taking 12 109's to escort a schwarme of 110's to bomb Biggin Hill, here are your pilots"
I glanced at the list and winced.
"He thinks this is a marvelous opportunity for some of our less experienced flyers"
I nodded " Don't tell me Herr Oberleutnant, let me guess, III/ZG2 are doing the bombing?"
"My dear fellow, how did you know?, not to worry no barn doors at Biggin ha ha ha"
Very good sir.
"It should be a piece of cake Ollenschlager, the enemy will assume your a decoy and ignore you until you bomb them"
"And then Herr Oberleutnant?"
" Well I'd advise you not to hang around "
Wearily I salute and prepare to leave.
Oh and before I forget, strict orders from the Old Man, all noses to be painted yellow, your going into JG26 and JG51 territory so you want to advertise whose side your on"

I had resisted all attempts/instructions to paint a yellow nose on my aircraft for so long it had become a superstition, I felt that this was very bad luck.

Name: LT Max Zepplin
Date: 14 Sep 40
Flight, squadron: JG 52 III Leek 4
Number of enemy aircraft: 12
Type of enemy aircraft: Hurricanes
Time attack was delivered:1740 hrs
Place attack was delivered: London Docks
Height of enemy: 11000
Enemy casualties: 1 Destroyed and 4 Damaged
Our casualties: 3 Damaged
General report: Being a replacement, I was assigned as Leek 4 so I could watch the Expert en in the Staffel cut out the enemy a/c. The Staffel was high escort and spotted a number of tommy sgns engaging the Bf 110s below along with the Bombers. The Staffel dove on a sqn of hurricanes climbing to attack and scattered them. Leek #3 lined up on a fighter missed as I swept pass Fired and missed. Then the twisting started and I spotted a Tommy firing on Leek #1 my guns barked a few bits flew off then he turned and was gone. All the fights were far away and broken up. The red light in my cockpit glowed so turned for France.
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