This day, 65 years ago over Germany…

Capt. Leonard “Kit” Carson of the 357th Fighter Group had a huge day at the expense of the Luftwaffe. Near Magdeburg, two large formations of German fighters were reported. “One of the formations, still unidentified, made a turn and came toward us at 8 o’clock,” Carson said. “We dropped our tanks and turned to meet them. We tacked onto the rear of the formation, which consisted on 50-plus Fw 190s. I closed to about 300 yards on the nearest one and fired a medium burst with no lead, getting numerous strikes. He started to burn and went into a turning dive to the left. I believe the pilot was killed. He never recovered, but crashed into the ground and exploded.”

Leading the second element in Carson’s flight was Lt. William Gilbert, who came around on a group of Fw 190s, selected one, and began firing from 500 yards, closing to 50 feet. “I observed numerous strikes all over the enemy aircraft and pieces flew off,” Gilbert said. “He burst into smoke and flame. The ship went into a spin and went straight into the ground. The pilot did not bail out. My windshield was covered in oil from the Fw 190 and I had to leave my flight.”

Carson returned to the main formation, again closing to the formation’s last plane. “I opened fire at about 300 yards, firing two short bursts, getting strikes all over the fuselage. He started to smoke and burn. He dropped out of the formation and turned to the right until he was in sort of half split-S position, never recovering from this attitude. I saw him crash and burn. The pilot did not get out.

“Closing again on the main formation, I pulled in to the nearest man. At about 400 yards I fired a short burst, noting a few hits. He broke violently to the left and I broke with him. I picked up a lead on him and fired two more bursts, getting strikes on the cockpit and engine. He started to smoke and burn badly. The pilot jettisoned his canopy and bailed out. I watched him fall for quite a distance but I did not see his chute open. Tw Fw 190 crashed about 50 yards from a house situated in a small town.

“I could still see the main formation about a mile ahead of me. Starting to catch them, I saw a straggler on the deck. I dropped down to engage him, but he saw me coming. He turned left away from me and I gave chase for about three minutes before I caught him. I opened fire at about 400 yards, getting strikes on the right side of his fuselage. He turned sharply to the right and I picked up a few degrees of lead, firing two more bursts, getting more strikes on the fuselage. The pilot jettisoned his canopy and bailed out. As I was chasing this one, another formation of 30 or 40 Fw 190s passed about 500 feet above and 400 yards in front of me. They made no attempt to engage me or help their fellow Jerry. They continued on a heading of 20 or 30 degrees.

“I pulled up after my last engagement and set course for home base when another Fw 190 came in at my wingman and me from seven o’clock high. We broke into him and started a zooming climb. I chased him, gaining slowly. Suddenly, he dropped his nose and headed for the deck. I gave chase and caught him in four or five minutes. I opened fire at 400-450 yards, but missed. I closed further and fired another burst, getting several strikes on the fuselage. The plane started to smoke. I fired again as he made a slight turn to the right, observing more hits on the fuselage. Then the pilot jettisoned his canopy and I broke off my attack to the right. I waited for him to bail out but he didn’t, so I turned back to engage him again. I was still about 700 yards away when the pilot pulled the nose up sharply and left his ship. His chute opened a couple of seconds later.

“During the entire encounter my wingman, F/O Ridley, remained with me. I do not believe his performance as a wingman could be surpassed.”

John Sublett was flying Green Two on the wing of Capt. John England when they spotted a gaggle of Fw 190s at about 10 o’clock to them at just below their altitude. “We immediately turned toward them and started climbing,” Sublett said. “We dropped our tanks and passed over the Jerries.”

“There were approximately 40 to 50 Fw 190s, flying more or less in a bunch,” said England, “and, as far as I could observe, in no particular type of formation. I pulled up behind the rearmost enemy aircraft to within 600 yards, opened fire and saw strikes around his cockpit and smoke and fire coming out around his engine nacelle. This enemy aircraft flipped over and the pilot bailed out. I was pretty busy and did not have a chance to watch the chute opening.”

England was still closing on the gaggle and picked out a second Fw 190, closed to 300 yards and fired again. “He broke, but I got good hits on his wings and cockpit while he was breaking and during one or two turns immediately after this break, his canopy and pieces of his wings came off. The pilot bailed out, but I believe he was seriously injured.”

Sublett saw England cull the first two Fw 190s from the formation and “was busy covering his tail expecting the Jerries to break into us, but they just kept going and stayed in formation,” he said. England continued his murderous work as the gaggle dove for safety; “I pulled up behind another Fw 190, firing a long burst,” England said. “He flipped over and went straight into the ground. The pilot was definitely killed. Then I pulled up behind another Fw 190 and went through the same procedure, starting to fire from 800 yards and closing to 150 yards, observing strikes on his cockpit. The plane dove straight forward, went into the ground and exploded.”

“Capt. England finally called me and said that he only had three guns left and instructed me to shoot them,” said Sublett. “I pulled up on the tail of one Fw 190 and fired a short burst from about 800 yards and missed. Another Fw 190 cut across between us and I tacked on to him because he was closer. I fired from about a 10-degree angle from about 400 yards, observing strikes all over the ship. Pieces started coming off and the pilot jettisoned his canopy, pulled up and went over the side.

“I pulled over to dead astern (on) another Fw 190 and fired from about 600 yards, closing to about 500 yards, observing strikes at the wing roots and fuselage. Many pieces started flying off and the canopy went under my right wing. The pilot pulled up and sailed over the side.

“I broke to the right, just in case anyone was on my tail, and fell in behind another Fw 190. I pulled up to approximately 500 yards and fired a long burst which went under him. I raised my sights and fired another long burst. The enemy plane just disintegrated. I had to pull up to avoid the flying debris.”

“This was one of the best shows I have ever seen since being in combat,” England gushed. “Our whole squadron had tacked on to the rear of the enemy aircraft and opened fire simultaneously.”

Lt. Robert Schimanski was leading the 364th Fighter Squadron; flak diverted the unit slightly, resulting in its somewhat late arrival to the fight. Even so, “at 23,000 feet, I dove into five enemy aircraft circling around 15,000 feet, losing my own flight,” said Schimanski. “I pulled in sharply on a Bf 109, spanned him, and gave him a short burst, hitting at the wing root. On the second burst I cut the left wing off and the enemy aircraft snapped over on its back as I overshot. I later observed a chute.”

Capt. Charles Yeager heard another group call the bandits and the 363rd turned left and spotted two “gangs of enemy aircraft,” Yeager said, “one (with) 50 plus and the other (of) approximately 150 plus. When we turned left, Cement leader told me to take over since I was in the lead. I passed in front of the little gang and climbed over the back end of the large bunch to 32,000 feet. I jumped the last enemy aircraft, which was an Fw 190. He went into a rolling dive to the right. I shot a side deflection shot from his right and got hits from around 200 yards. He snapped and the tail flew off and I saw no chute. I pulled back up into the bottom of the gang and another Fw 190 jumped me. I broke into him and got a deflection shot from 90 degrees at around 100 yards. I got many strikes on the fuselage and the enemy aircraft started smoking and went into a dive. I followed it down to about 15,000 feet and the enemy aircraft flew part. There were no chutes. I climbed back up to the tail end of the gang and jumped another gaggle. The enemy aircraft started a circling turn with me and I turned inside and closed up to within 100 yards at around 40 degrees of deflection at 29,000 feet. I fired a short burst and all the hits were concentrated on the cockpit and a sheet of flame came out of the cockpit and the enemy aircraft nosed down in a dive on fire. I followed it down to 12,000 feet. There was no chute. I climbed back up to 35,000 feet and followed the larger gang, which was whittled down to approximately 100 enemy aircraft, all Fw 190s. I started to make another pass down through the bunch but was jumped by a lone P-51. I broke into him and he joined up and when I looked back the enemy aircraft were all splitting up and heading for the deck going east.”

In the same melee, Lt. Frank L. Gailer of the 363rd Fighter Squadron was lost. “I was leading Cement Green Flight and during this engagement I heard Lt. Gailer say that he was shot up and oil was coming over his windshield,” reported Yeager. Gailer, in “Expectant,” P-51D-5-NT 44-11331, was last seen about 15 miles southwest of Magdeburg; he was captured and spect the rest of the war as a POW.



  1. ..German accounts of these melees are in the Eagle Editions 2 vol history of JG300 which I translated for the publisher…book extracts at my blog



    • Oh! Another book I have to own! (At least I can write this one off my taxes!)

      Thanks for the heads-up, Neil!

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