Robert McIntosh

Narrative: I was flying Shampoo Blue Two o n Lt. Casey's wing on mission on 11 May 1944. About half an hour after R/V, Lt. Casey led his flight down from 16,000 to 6,000 feet in response to a R/T from a Cargo man who was in combat with two 190s. We jettisoned wing tanks on the way down. When Blue Flight came in there was one 190 with several flights of P 47s queuing up for shots and the Hun was doing violent acrobatics to keep clear. I stayed slightly above and got in two short bursts as he pulled up, but with no effect. The third time he pulled up I was in closer, and fired from about 3-400 yards at about 60 degree deflection as he neared the top of a pull up and had lost most of his airspeed. My fire seemed to take effect on right wing roots. His right wing sheared off and pieces of the fuselage and canopy flew off. He went in from about 5,000 feet, and I saw no "chute." As there were a great many ships in the immediate vicinity, I slid into position momentarily with a cargo element, and then joined Shampoo White Three and Four. We climbed out of that area and proceeded back towards bombers' course. A few minutes later, Lt. Putnam called a JU 88 on an airdrome (Orleans/Bricy), and Lt. Rice led us down on the deck for a pass at the field. When we approached the airdrome over several high tension lines a 190 crossed our course at about 90 degrees. As we all had water on, we had lots of airspeed on him and racked in behind him. I fired as he Chandelled up, but couldn't pull deflection and overshot him to avoid Lts. Putnam and Rice. As I came back in I met him inverted and slightly above me, almost head-on, and fired again, observing strikes on rear of plane. When I turned back after passing him, Lt. Putnam's fire broke off his tail and the Hun went straight in on the edge of the airdrome. I tried to break for the deck, but there were flak towers every way I looked and I was nearly out of ammunition so I climbed straight away from the airdrome. I saw what I thought was two bomb bursts on the field just after the FW 190 crashed. I claim one (1) FW 190 destroyed and one (1) FW 190 damaged. ROBERT J . Mc INTOSH , 2 nd L ieu t., Air Corps STATEMENT OF LT. J.F. CASEY I was leading Shampoo Blue Flight and went down on a FW 190 from 16,000 feet to 6,000 feet. The FW 190 w a s turning inside of three P 47s in stall turns, and as I came in I took a 90 degree shot. The 190 dove for the deck, pulling up in a stall turn, and I got off a 15 degree shot, head-on, observing no hits. I pulled up, firing until I stalled out. When I recovered, I pulled up behind him just as Lt. McIntosh, flying Blue Two, shot his wing off. He went into a spin and crashed directly below me. The pilot did not get out. JAMES

F. CASEY 1 st Lieut., Air Corps STATEMENT OF LT. H.H. RICE I was flying Shampoo White Three on penetration support on 11 May 1944. We were with the bombers just northwest of Orleans at 17,000 feet when I saw two FW 190s chasing a P 47 on the deck directly below us. White Leader told us to drop our tanks, but he had trouble getting rid of his and when he finally dropped them, he could not see the FW 190s. I told him to follow me on the bounce and we went after them. We got down to about 3,000 feet, there were ten or fifteen other P 47s ahead of us. I came up behind one FW 190. He broke and I fired a 90 degree deflection burst, missing him. Lieut. McIntosh was about 200 yards behind me and he broke with the FW 190, getting strikes on him. Lt. McIntosh then followed the FW 190 and fired again, and the FW 190's wing came off, causing the ship to snap viciously and then go straight on in from 3,000 feet. We then started to look for White Leader and saw two more FW 190s on the deck, but lost them before we could get in range. We had picked up another man from Shampoo Squadron in the first fight (Lt. McIntosh) so my three-ship flight started back up to join the bombers and try to find the rest of our squadron. White Four called in a "Pony" with a JU 88 on it so we started down to strafe it. Just as we came up to the