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Captain Manfred Freiherr von Richthofen [The Red Baron] (1892-1918):
In Russia our battle squadron did a great deal of bomb throwing. Our occupation
consisted of annoying the Russians. We dropped our eggs on their finest railway
establishments. One day our whole squadron went out to bomb a very important railway
station. The place was called Manjewicze and was situated about twenty miles behind the
Front. That was not very far. The Russians had planned an attack and the station was
absolutely crammed with colossal trains. Trains stood close to one another. Miles of rails
were covered with them. One could easily see that from above. There was an object for
bombing that was worth while.One can become enthusiastic over anything. For a time I was delighted with bomb
throwing. It gave me a tremendous pleasure to bomb those fellows from above. Frequently I
took part in two expeditions on a single day.On the day mentioned our object was Manjewicze. Everything was ready. The aeroplanes
were ready to start. Every pilot tried his motor, for it is a painful thing to be forced
to land against one's will on the wrong side of the Front line, especially in Russia. The
Russians hated the flyers. If they caught a flying man they would certainly kill him. That
is the only risk one ran in Russia for the Russians had no aviators, or practically none.
If a Russian flying man turned up he was sure to have bad luck and would be shot down. The
anti-aircraft guns used by Russia were sometimes quite good, but they were too few in
number. Compared with flying in the West, flying in the East is absolutely a holiday.The aeroplanes rolled heavily to the starting point. They carried bombs to the very
limit of their capacity. Sometimes 1 dragged three hundred pounds of bombs with a normal
C-machine. Besides, 1 had with me a very heavy observer who apparently had not suffered in
any way from the food scarcity. 1 had also with me a couple of machine guns. 1 was never
able to make proper use of them in Russia. It is a pity that my collection of trophies
contains not a single Russian.Flying with a heavy machine which is carrying a great dead weight is no fun, especially
during the mid-day summer heat in Russia. The barges sway in a very disagreeable manner.
Of course, heavily laden though they are, they do not fall down. The 150 h. p. motors
prevent it. At the same time it is no pleasant sensation to carry such a large quantity of
explosives and benzine.At last we get into a quiet atmosphere. Now comes the enjoyment of bombing. It is
splendid to be able to fly in a straight line and to have a definite object and definite
orders. After having thrown one's bombs one has the feeling that he has achieved
something, while frequently, after searching for an enemy to give battle to, one comes
home with a sense of failure at not having brought a hostile machine to the ground. Then a
man is apt to say to himself, "You have acted stupidly." . . .The great thing in air fighting is that the decisive factor does not lie in trick
flying but solely in the personal ability and energy of the aviator. A flying man may be
able to loop and do all the stunts imaginable and yet he may not succeed in shooting down
a single enemy. in my opinion the aggressive spirit is everything and that spirit is very
strong in us Germans. Hence we shall always retain the domination of the air. The French
have a different character. They like to put traps and to attack their opponents unawares.
That cannot easily be done in the air. Only a beginner can be caught and one cannot set
traps because an aeroplane cannot hide itself. The invisible aeroplane has not yet been
discovered. Sometimes, however, the Gaelic blood asserts itself. The Frenchmen will then
attack. But the French attacking spirit is like bottled lemonade. It lacks tenacity.The Englishmen, on the other hand, one notices that they are of Germanic blood.
Sportsmen easily take to flying, and Englishmen see in flying nothing but a sport. They
take a perfect delight in looping the loop, flying on their back, and indulging in other
stunts for the benefit of our soldiers in the trenches. All these tricks may impress
people who attend a Sports Meeting, but the public at the battle-front is not as
appreciative of these things. It demands higher qualifications than trick flying.
Therefore, the blood of English pilots will have to flow in streams.
Source:From Captain Von Richthofen, The Red Battle Flyer (New York: McBride Co., 1918), pp.
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