Finally, some frontline action. Early this morning we got a word that there'd be some Stukas from the III/St.G.1 going after an Tommie convoy that was sighted entering the channel last night.
I checked my watch as I was walking to my plane; 8:14, hmm.. with any luck the Englishmen are still sleeping tight. I climbed into my cranked pit and started going thru my checklist. All good, I turned to my flight leader and gave him thumbs up.
Few minutes later, our flight was airborne and already looking for the Stukas that were supposed to take off from the nearby airfield.
"Stukas, 1 o'clock low. Follow leader and assume position over the formation, over", the radio crackled. Here we go then.
At around 8:30, we reached our objective. Damn those stukas make sound when they attack, wouldnt want to be in the receiving end of those. Due to reports of possible RAF fighters in the area, our flight stayed well above the Stukas making it hard to see the destruction our little friends were doing down below.
RAF was nowhere to be seen during all this or maybe they didnt risk attacking us. Intel kept sending us reports of atleast 24 Spitfires in the area, but we sure as hell didnt see them.
RTB
Home sweet home.
II/JG3 & III/JG3 took over the escort duties for the remainder of the day.