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GOD IS MY < ?, CO-PILOT Col. Robert L.Scott W-NJU. RELEASE. in iwry uius or; ancr graduating from West Point, Robert Scott vine bis wings at Kelly Flelfl and tabes ip combat flying. Be has been an instructor for Sow years when the war breaks out, and to told he is now too old for combat flying. Be appeals to several Generals and is Anally given an opportunity to get Into I the light He flies a bomber Into India, bnt on arrival Is made a ferry pilot and Mr does not sntt him. After paying a etsR to Gen. Cbeanaatt he gets a Kitty hawk and soon becomes a "one man air lerce" in the skies over Burma. Later he is made C.O. of the ttrd Fighter Groap bnt still keeps knocking down Jap planes. Bis "Old Exterminator" Is badly maaled and he gets a new P-4SE. CHAPTER XXIII It had been only recently when Haynes had been taken from hia thirteen four-engine bombers on the way to blast Tokyo, that he had been assigned to transports. The Japs must have known just how to get under his skin, but in the end I think the knowledge worked against them. Now he was getting back at them by having thousands of little leaflets printed in several languages, espe cially in Japanese. They read: COMPLIMENTS OF THE OLD BROKEN-DOWN TRANS PORT PILOT He used to drop some of these ?n every bombing mission he led. He'd go out and tie some to each bomb; put them in the bomb bay so that they fell out when the doors were opened; even throw them out ever the Japanese-occupied cities that he blasted. I knew now that he was getting a new supply ready for Hongkong. Towards the end of October came the word we had . so long been wait fag for. Victoria harbor was filled with Japanese shipping. In deepest secret we got ready to go. n... ?~..i j ?? w?? vw suiys nvuiu icavc uuui nuii ?ling, but we would of course use ?he intermediate bases in the Kwei fin-Hengyang section, 500 miles to the East. Hongkong, you will re call, is about 325 miles Southeast of Kweilin. It is protected by sur rounding enemy fighter fields at Can tan and Kowloon. Our objectives would be the shipping in the harbor, the shipping at the docks in Kow loon, and the ships at the drydocks fa Hongkong. Early on the morning of October S our twelve bombers took oil from Yunnan for Kweilin, and shortly aft erwards Hill, Alison, Holloway and I led the fighters off. We were all to infiltrate into Kweilin, a few ships at a time, so as not to alert the coast of eastern China. For two weeks I had worried about this attack. I thought it would come any day, and because of the tension I couldn't sleep. When I learned that word hadn't come, I'd spend another sleepless aight. I got the doctor to give me something to make me sleep and I had a headache the next day. I knew "my wind was up," as the British say?but why in hell didn't we go on and get the attack over with! But now I was on the way. I could see the shark-mouths of the P-40's all around, and the whole thing was easy?just what I had wanted all the time. We sat down at Kweilin at one-minute intervals at eight o'clock. The bombers were soon in, and the Chinese were busy servicing the field full of ships. They were the happiest people I had ever seen. They'd point towards Japan and point down with their thumbs and say, "Bu-hao." All of us were proud to be going. But as I looked at those seven P-40's escorting ten bombers, I could not help feeling apologetic for that great est country in the world that we were representing. Oh, God, if the day could soon come when we could go against this enemy with a thou sand bombers, even a hundred hornbars! Maybe the small fighter force that we had made us lucky ones who were privileged to go resolve all the more that we would make up in quality what we lacked in quantity. Personally I felt like a veteran foot ball player who has been on the bench and has now been called into the big rame. Nearly a year be fore. when Hongkong had fallen to the Japanese attacks from the Asi atic mainland of Kowloon, I had sworn that I would see the first bombs hit the Crown Colony. I had ?o idea then that I would lead the filters, that I would shoot down Japanese fighters in the raid, that we would be intercepted by a su perior force of the enemy, but that la less than three minutes after the interception there would be only the ships of the V. S. Army Air Force aver Victoria harbor. Now I had the familiar "wind up" feeling that precedes combat. The palms of my hands perspired freely. As I wiped them on the legs of my trousers I saw that the sweat was like mud; it had mixed with the red fdust of Kweilin Field through which we had taken off. Our altitude kept increasing to 30, ?00 feet, while down below at seven teen thousand were the medium bombers in Javelin formation: two Vee's of three, and the last element a diamond of four. We passed one of the river Junction check-points that enabled me to compute our ground speed. In fifty minutes I could see the glint of the sun on *"w. ** bomber formation again, I felt proud of the crews of those perfectly spaced ships. This really was like a football game: the bombers were carrying the ball while we in the pea-shooters ran the interference. I imagined General Haynes, down ; there in the lead bomber, grinning as he thought of dropping a few hundred more of his leaflet souve nirs to the Japs, "Compliments of the old *broken-down transport pi lot"?along with at least sixty 500 pound bombs. Big "Butch" Mor gan, the best bombardier in the Air Force, had probably wormed his huge bulk through the tunnel into the nose of Haynes' bomber and was even now intensely interested in his pet bomb-sight. Now I could even smell the fresh ness of the Pacific. The sky had never been so blue. The beauty of the day and the beauty of those weapons flying so smoothly under us made me forget the scratching of the oxygen mask on my sun burned neck. It was a joy to look back and see the six shark-mouths on the other P-40's grinning at me. Some day, I thought, Jap mothers were going to frighten their children by referring to them and reminding the brats of Nippon that their fa thers had more than likely had that view of an American P-40 tor a last memory. As we got closer to the target, we split our formation of fighters automatically. Tex Hill, Hampshire, and Sher stayed with me; Marks took the other three on the opposite flank of the bombers. The country below had become lower in eleva tion but was green and still hilly. Over the radio, as we reached a The men were aD showing combat fatigne and needed a rest. They were tired ont by almost constant alert without relief for twenty-one days. Many of their flying mates had been killed In action, and this helped to lower their morale. point North of Macao, came the Jab bering of Japanese voices on our frequency, and we knew from its ominous sound that they were warn ing of our attack. I tensed a little and looked about for enemy planes. Far to my left I could see the three rivers meet ing at Canton, could see two fields from which I knew Zeros were tak ing off to intercept us. We had by passed Canton purposely by thirty miles. I saw the bombers chang ing course: we were around Canton now, and were going to steer straight for the North of Kowloon peninsula. The blue Pacific looked friendly, reminding me of the southern Cali fornia coast. The old, familiar fog banks that should have been cover ing San Clemente and Catalina were shrouding instead the Ladrones Is lands, with only their hilltops visi ble, sticking out from the fog on the China Sea. We were turning over Macao, where the Clippers used to land. To the South I could see another Jap field, Sanchau Island. Now to the right was Hongkong Island, shaped like a kidney and mountainous, just about nine miles long and three or four miles across. I could make out the indentations of the romantic sounding bays whose names I knew ?Sandy, Telegraph, Kellet, and Re pulse. There were points of land jutting towards the mainland?Quar ry Point, with its Naval Dry dock, and Shek Tong Tsui, the point over which we would fight our aerial bat tle. Reaching towards the island like a finger was Kowloon penin sula, separated from it by the blue waters of Victoria harbor. Near the end at the spit of land closest to Hongkong, I saw the large modern Peninsular Hotel. AH of us knew that Japanese Generals and staff officers slept there with their wom en. I crossed around and over Gen eral Haynes and his formation, watching vigilantly. Far below I saw dust on Kai Tak airdrome, and knew that enemy ships were taking off to attack us. My throat felt dry and I had trouble swallowing; I turned my gun switch off and oo nervously. Now I saw the bomb-bay doors opening, and I couldn't keep the tears of excitement from burning my eyes. Anti-aircraft was begin ning to dot the sky with black and white puffs. As I dove almost to the level of the bombers, I could feel the ack-ack rock my fighter ship. I kept S-lng to watch tor the enemy ? - .... A ...... 1 fighters that must be coming. I saw the yellow bombs begin to fall In long strings, imposed on the dark green of the world below. They got smaller and smaller as the noses pointed slowly down. Remembering my movie camera, I tried to take pictures of the explosions. The bombs seemed to take years to fall, and I began to think they were all duds. The ack-ack burst closer as the Japs got the range while we went straight in. I know I was never more excited in all my life. I yelled, "Okay, Hirohito?we have lots more where those came from I" I kept looking behind and under us for the bombs to burst. And then I saw the first white ex plosion?right on the docks of Kow loen. After that they came so fast you couldn't count them. I let my camera run as the explosions turned from white to black?there were oil fires now. I could see the flash of the anti-aircraft guns from the North shore of Hongkong Island, as we con tinued across Victoria harbor. I risked another look at the target; it was covered with smoke from one end to the other. Then I got my eyes back to searching for enemy interceptors. Why in hell didn't the bombers ! turn for home? They had dropped the damn bombs, but they were still going on endlessly towards that point of Shek Tong Tsui. All of us were keyed up. But then the long javelin of B-25's began to turn to the right. Mission accomplished ? now they had the down-hill run to base, and I began to get that old feeling of re lief. Then, somehow, I felt cheated. Where were the enemy fighters? I raised my camera, sighted again, and took the formation as it swung over the burning docks. men, as i glanced aDout, i saw them, silhouette after silhouette, climbing terribly steeply towards the bombers. I know now that they had got there from Kai Tak below in four minutes; they had made the sixteen thousand feet in that short time. 1 felt my camera drop to my lap, hit my knee, then drop to tha metal floor of the fighter. I was fum bling now for the "mike" button on the throttle; then I was calling: "Bandits ahead ? Zerooooosl At eleven o'clock." Fumbling again for the throttle quadrant, shoving ev erything as far forward as I could, I marvelled at the steepness of the climb the enemy ships were main taining. I called: "Zeros at twelve o'clock," to designate their direction clock-fashion from us. I heard Tex Hill reply: "Hell, I see 'em." I could hear the jabber of the Japs still try ing to block our frequency. I was diving now, aiming for the lead Zero, turning my gunsight on and off, a little nervously check ing again and again to see that the gun-switch was at "on." I jerked the belly-tank release and felt the underslung fifty-gallon bamboo tank drop off. We rolled to our backs to gain speed for the attack and went hell-bent for the Zeros. I kept the first Zero right in the lighted sight and began to fire from over a thousand yards, for he was too close to the bombers. Orange tracers were coming from the B-2S's, too. Five hundred yards before I got to the Zero, I saw another P-40 bearing the number 1S1 speed in and take it. That was Tex Hill. He followed the Zero as it tried to turn sharply into the bombers and shot it down. Tex spun from his tight turn as the Jap burst into flames. I took the next Zero?they seemed to be all over the sky now. I went so close that I could see tha pilot's head through tha glass can opy and the little tail-wheel that was not retracted, and I knew it was a Navy Zero?the little wheel was built for the arresting-gear of a carrier. My tracers entered the cockpit and smoke poured back, hiding the can opy, and I went by. As I turned to take another ship below me, I saw four airplanes fall ing in flames towards the waters of Victoria harbor. I half rolled again and skidded in my dive to shake any Zero that might be on my tail. I saw another P-40 shooting at a Jap, but there was a Zero right on his tail. I dove for this one. He grew in my sights, and as my trac ers crossed in front of him he turned into me. I shot him down as his ship seemed to stand still in the vertical bank. The ship was three or four hundred yards from me, and it fell towards the water for a time that seemed ages. An explosion came, and there was only black smoke; then I could see the ship again, falling, turning in a slow spin, down?down?down. I shot at everything I saw. Some times it was just a short burst as the Jap went in for our bombers. Some times I fired at one that was turn ing, and as I'd keep reefing back on my stick, my ship would spin, and I'd recover far below. I shot down another ship that didn't see me. I got It with one short burst from di rectly astern, a no-deflection shot In this attack I could see the Japa nese ship vibrate ae my burst of six fifty-calibre guns hit it First it just shook, then one wing went up. I saw the canopy shot completely off; then I went across K. Turning bade in a dive to keep my speed, I watched the enemy ship, ae it dove atraight down, stream flamas for ? distance the length at the airplane behind. no m oust ua nam ^ . . .u-a-. is, - a* Ti I improved"" 1,1 u" uniform international Sunday i chool Lesson a HAROLD L. LUNDQU18T D. D. Moody Blbfe Inatftuto mi CM cm?. Rtleaaed by Woofer* Nowspopor Union. ' ' .J Lesson for April IS Loaoao aubjocfe and Scrip turn text* mm looted and copyrighted by Infernotftonal Cfend^of Roll*louo Education; uood by PIONEERS or FAITH LESSON TEXT?GwmsIs IS:L Si ASH t: 4-7. 17-17. GOLDEN TEXT?Br faith Abraham, whaa ha was called, obeyed . . . and ha want out set knowing whither be wsnL?Bahrews 11:4 Bible history is a story of man of faith called and used of God to car ry out His purpose in the world. These thrilling accounts at worth while lives are to be our special concern during the three months are study toe history of Israel and of toe Church. I. A Can and a Covenant (Gen. U:I. J). God waa now ready to make known His choice of a man to be toe father of His chosen people. He went down into Ur of the Chaldees in toe midst of heathen worship, and called out a man who had faith in the true God. Abram, "when he was called to go out into a place which he should after receive for en inheritance, obeyed; and ha went out, not know ing whither he went" (Heb. 11:8). The Lord called him out from hie own land and kindred, to get him away from his heathen forebears and their worship. God wants sep arated believers in our day, too (read and ponder H Cor. 8:17, 18). That call comes to every believer. To those who are to serve Him, there is a definite call much like Abram's (see Matt. 10:37-39). With the call cam* a great cov enant, a seven-fold promise given in Genesis 12:2, S. That covenant God repeatedly renewed with Abraham and his descendants. It has been partially fulfilled, and God has put Himself on record that every bit of it shall be completed. He keeps His promises. Why did God choose Israel? It was an act of His sovereign grace, not based on their merit or good ness. He had a threefold purpose: (1) That they should be the reposi tory for His truth (the Old Testa ment) in the earth; (2) that they should be the channel for the com ing of the personal Redeemer to the earth; (3) that they should be a na tional witness to the one true God amid the nations of the earth. They accomplished two of these, but failed in the last, and are now under God's judgment for that sin and failure. n. Obedience and Opportunity (Acts 7:4-7). Abram went out at God's com mand, even though he knew that it meant suffering and trial, being obe dient without question or hesitation. Bible history reveals that God de lights to do mighty things for those who give Him unquestioning obedi ence. God did great things for Abra ham, and yet he did not live to see the fulfillment of the promise. He knew it was to be so, realizing that God's plan was to be carried out in the children which he did not yet have (see Heb. 11:9-11). Here is a lesson for us. Our faith today, and the measure in which wa apprehend the grace of God for life and service, will bless not only us, but our children (Ps. 103:17). For their sakes we ought to seek to in crease the spiritual heritage of our families. Certainly we should do nothing to blight their lives (Exod. 34:7). One may not be able to boast of the greatness and fineness of one's ancestors, but one can be deter mined by the grace of God to be a good ancestor. Observe that Abraham's obedi ence opened up the whole history of blessing and usefulness to the entire nation of Israel, a history not yet concluded by any means. Think what opportunity he might have de stroyed by disobedience. m * o?it- ?Jt ?*- '? -* U1. n k mtMUMj ?uu km rilUl \ACXS 7:12-17). Stephen, a portion of whoa* ad dress of defense before the council is here before us, reviews the his tory of God's dealings with Israel. Tracing the line down through Abra ham, Isaac, Jacob and Joseph, ha recalls bow God provided a haven of plenty for them in Egypt until they were ready to be brought up into the possession of their inheritance? the land of Palestine. Lack of space forbids the review of the lives of these pioneers of faith. The study would be most illuminat ing, for it repeatedly throws into sharp contrast the awful failures of these men when they forgot God, and the mighty victories they gained when they believed Him. In spite of their failures they were essentially men of faith, for God has counted them worthy of a place in that remarkable list of heroes of faith found in Hebrews 11 (see w. 17-22). The days In which we live are not pioneer days in the usual sense, but they are days when God Is calling (or new pioneers of faith to serve Him in a befuddled and bruised world. There are stirring days ahead for the Church of Christ if ws as Christians will, like Abraham, bear the sail of 0*1 and go out in loving obedience te Him. I humd by VMHn NlTipapvr Union. MEANINGLESS WOBDSr LANGUAGE OF BUREAUCRATS WORDS, UNINTELLIGIBLE. MEANINGLESS word* have been a major product ot the federal gov ernment bureaus and departments as far back as I can remember, and that is quite some years. During the years when the admin istrative government consisted, pri marily, of cabinet departments, be fore we were afflicted with the innumerable bureaus, administra tions, corporations and what have you of today, the treasury and agri cultural departments were the chief producers of imponderable verbiage. The treasury could so tangle its instructions to the tax pay er that his only solution in mak ing out a tax return was to employ a high-priced expert who might understand the meaning of the law if he did not understand the treas ury's instructions. In the agricultural department there were then, and are now, em ployed agricultural experts whose province was that of making two stalks of grain grow where only one had been growing, and telling the farmer how to accomplish the same result. On each subject they cov ered they wrote a long winded treat ise which no farmer, including the thousands who held college degrees, could understand. They were printed in large quantities and stored in warehouses in Washington, subject to such call as farmers might make, if any. It wm, a* I remember, about 1909 that I, ax editor of a syndi cate service used by country news papers, conceived the idea of in ducing the agricultural department to have the real facts, buried in the verbiage of each of the thou sands of pamphlets and brochures, interpreted into a short statement, expressed in simple English, to be used in these country newspapers. It took four years of insistent . urging, and a change in adminis trations, to secure a result. At the end of font years, the bureau of information of the depart ment of agriealtnre was or ganised with George Wharton in charge. The personnel of the bureau consisted of Wharton and two assistants, all capable news paper writers. By Interviewing the experts, rather than through reading, they did a good Job, and through them much valua ble and understandable informa tion reached American farmers, with the country press as the medium of distribution. It contin ued until after the establishment of the county agent system, which brought scientific farm methods, applicable to each farm, directly to the farmer. The bureau of information, great ly enlarged in personnel, still exists, but I do not know what func tion it now performs. The depart ment issues a year book, an expen sive publication for which the tax payer has been paying for many years, and of which many thou sands of copies are printed. The last one issued in 1942 again demon strates the need of trained inter preters. Of its content covering many farm subjects, there is prac tically no one treatise that can be understood by either the farmer or the county agent. Its several hun dred pagea are filled with the same type of Imponderable verbiage that characterizes instructions from the treasury, the OPA, WFA, WMPA, WLB and countless others of the bureaus, administrations and cor porations whose job it is to tell us what to do and how to do it. Words, unintelligible, meaningless words, are the bureaucrat's ammu nition, a war product of which thera is no evident shortage. It is not new. The present is but a many times magnified replica of what was produced in the past. ? ? ? if They really want ? job that would be helpful to the people that Un-American activities com mittee of the house might investi gate many of the regulations issued by OPA and others of the Wash ington bureaucracy. If the commit tee could do nothing more than interpret these instructions it would be more than farmers, processors and distributors have been able to accomplish. They are certainly un American and a proper subject for that committee. ? ? ? A PART OF THE PROPOSED compulsory military training can, and should, be a schooling in the working and operations of the American government. Familiarity with government makes for better citizenship. Better citizens make better soldiers. ? ? ? VERBAL OR WRITTEN PRO TEST is an American privilege, dis obedience of the law is not. We may write or speak against the moving in of what we consider undesirable neighbors. When they do move in we may decline to be neighborly, to loan or borrow across the back fence. That is our privilege. To do violence to the person or property of that neighbor ia a violation of law, and is not our privilege, whether the neighbor be white, black, red or yellow. 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