GLENN DUNCAN

A . Combat B . 5 February 194 4 C . 3 5 1s t F i gh t e r Sq uadron D . Time 1125 E . Weather—Clear and unlimited down below 15,000, 3-4/10 Cirrus up at 22,000. F . Place—Sancerre, France G . FW 190 H . One FW 190 destroyed . I . I was with Roughman Squadron and leading the Group on a Bomber Escort to bomb targets South of Paris. We had flown through several squadrons of Spits and Mustangs without shooting any, and the group recall was given as the bombers were coming up on their targets. As I was making a left turn to gather the flock together I saw Two FW 190's about six miles to my right. They were heading toward the rear of the bombers so we dove down from 25,000 to 20,000 in their direction. They must have seen us coming because they started letting down quite rapidly in a left turn. We, White Flight, closed considerably but as yet were not in shooting distance. The FWs leveled off at about 10,000 but as they apparently looked back and saw us on their tails, their dive increased and they went on to the deck. I was mad because I hadn't closed any faster, the airplane that I was flying having wing racks besides a belly tank that I didn't pull the correct lever to release. (Fighter planes are getting worse than bombers as far as gadgets are concerned.) So I went down to tree top level and caught the Booger. I shot a very long burst at great range to s orta discourage the Hun and was successful. He smoked a bit, pulled up and released his canopy and tried to get out but I managed to be close by now and the eight .50 calibers took care of him. The pilot and plane crashed in a wooded section causing the whole area to blaze up. I thought that my other bo y s had taken care of the leader but apparently his evasion was successful as he got away. The whole flight then pulled up to 10,000 feet then climbed to 15,000 at which altitude we continued out. Some flak was used against us but was unsuccessful. On the way out 3 FW 190's came in on us from 5 o'clock but their attack was turned into and they were dispersed. On this melee three of us broke right and into the FWs but #4 man broke left and went down. No hits were seen on him and he pulled out at about 5,000 feet. I claim one FW 190 destroyed.