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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/26/2009 3:45:36 AM   
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23/3/43

The men sit under the shade of a large papa tree – well it may be one of them, the men are military –and it’s the shade the large green leaves provide that matters –not the tree itself.

Its hot –again –and stupidly humid –again, and sweat shines on the dozen or so faces gathered.
Nakamura, the leaders of 85th sentai , and the latest Tojos sentai to arrive, a couple of the flight leaders, the base commander.
Admiral Izuki has flown in from Rabual –commander of South East Fleet - to discuss the situation.
The Admiral is a short Fat little man –well liked, for his lack of formality as much as his ability to listen –and to cut to the point.

And its on that that he opens the discussion
“Nearly 100 Army fighters are here – a great number I think –but are they really doing any good?”
Some men stir –just by what does he mean by “doing good –they are fighting are they not?”
“Don’t be alarmed men –I am just wondering aloud if you are being utilised to your best. Nakamura –how do you see your role –honestly?”
Nakamura does not hesitate “ To shoot the enemy down sir”
A growl of consent
The Admiral smiles. “Yes –good –but what sort?”
“Any bloody sort!”

The Admiral scratches his head., stirs a stick in the dust in front of him. “Strictly secret gentlemen – In Timor, in Burma, and here the allied P38 has been eating you boys for breakfast –losses –especially in Timor –have been terrible.”

Silence . For leadership to actually think such a thing, or to openly speak it was very, very troubling.
‘And you think the type 0 will do any better?” spits one of the pilots
Again the Admiral smiles. “Probably not.”
He throws his stick away. “Gentlemen, I am not here to debate merits of Army over Navy –I am here to defend the Solomons. The way I see it you guys fly the only plane capable of shooting down the bombers at altitude –to waste you on air to air combat is stupid”
Nakamura’s face reddens “With respect sir –I don’t see fighting the enemy as wasteful!.
“ But I see my airfields being closed as extremely so!”

A uncomfortable silence – tension as palpable as the heat
“Gentlemen –this is what the navy –what I need. We can work together –I know you can above all Nakamura –I watched the Gilberts closely. I need to be able to base my bombers in position to strike the enemy on fields back from the front –he needs to close those fields. I think the invasion fields are going to be closed –regardless.
My type O’s will fight –and escort –your short range 44’s keep the second row fields open for the bombers.”
It’s a big speech for the Admiral
Nakamura’s face is still red, and his fists are clenching, unclenching. “Sir –“ he hesitates, fighting to get control “ Sir –are you suggesting that my sentai withdraw in the face of the enemy –an enemy we have hardly engaged!”

The admirals face hardens.
“Yes –this is war –and we will fight on this front at least as a team Colonel”

A long silence

Nakamura rises to his feet. Ramrod straight he bows “Hie!”



A little later our men gather around Nakamura.
“Surely we won’t withdraw sir?” Inoue asks –he too cannot believe what he has heard.
Our commander smiles, places a friendly arm around Inoues dirty shoulders. “The way I read it my friend – Port Moresby is the front line, Dobodura the second. I’m not going anywhere”



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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/27/2009 11:23:04 AM   
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Now that AE is going - a big thankyou for those who are still visiting this quiet corner now to catch up on 47th sentai


24 to the 26th of the third

Its a curious few days. the allies -having seemingly got the moral edge over the japanese fighters, do not come again.
Instead the heavies in unescorted attacks strike at mearuke, and Milne bay, and port Moresby is struck lightly.

This does not mean of course that 47th, or anybody, sits around finger up bum -the hard routine of endless CAP and readiness goes on day after day.

Dobodura remains well stocked with supplies -but as always, its men to maintain the machines that remain in short supply
On the 26th, this bites 47th -2 planes simply do not return from patrol.
Enemy loss?
Maintenance issues?
Or did they simply fly into a mountain somewhere?
Nobody will ever know.

News is distressingly meagure - even Tokyo rose has fallen silent -the lack of boasting about doomed marines on majuro is not lost on the more perceptive of our men -in fact its been a long time now since any sort of victory has been announced.

The big picture though really does not matter.
There are missions to be flown, and long hot hours at readiness to endure.
The war grinds on.

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/27/2009 11:28:36 AM   
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Occasionally sighted -now one of these would be a kill to brag about




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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/27/2009 9:04:25 PM   
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Now that AE is going - a big thankyou for those who are still visiting this quiet corner now to catch up on 47th sentai


Do not worry, there are many of us who keep track of guys from the 47th.
Many thanks to you for this interesting story.


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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/28/2009 6:14:11 AM   
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If New Zealand is called the land of the long white cloud, then the land of PNG should be called the land of fog.
You wake at dawn -there are the clouds hanging like blankets from the hill tops.
You go to lunch -they are still there.
Dinner -by dinner they have come down from the hills, and are busy sharing their bountiful riches with you -in buckets.
If its anything -its the endless rain and fog and mist that earns the east coast the Aussie designation -a barsted of a place.

By now Juni is well and above the most houred pilot in the Sentai - he has flown across deserts, the endless ocean, and other almost equally terrifying green jungles - and never has he encountered anything as screwy as this.
8000 feet -and below a carpet of grey muck -endless -a grey muck that only 15 minutes ago wasn't even there

Juni bangs the compass again
"$%#@!^!!!!
And again - but it just continues to go around and around in useless circles
He gances again out of his cockpit -catches his wingmans eye -and recieves again the helpless shrug of shoulders and hands.
Screwy too
What the @#$%????

The patrol banks gently in the circle -below should be the big hill -limit of the patrol - well it should be.
TRUK!

6 planes -6 compasses suddenly spinning like tops.
Can't be helped -Juni calls it. The sun is over his shoulder -alright -lets go that way.
He waggles his wings, shakes his head in disbelief again at the useless instrument in front of him -and leads his men towards the sun -and what should be the coast

And then , almost as quickly as they went screwy -the compass comes good.

Juni adjusts the course -more bloody clouds ahead -lets get over this crap
And abruptly -shockingly, a flight of nine twin engined allied bombers burst out of the cloud -and flash past mere meters away.
There is absolutely no time to think -all is instinct -hard full bank -a screaming engine, the world flinging itself up the wing to right angles, the gut crushing pressure of the G's, the burst of adredalin .............

And its as if the bombers have never been -just the endless grey of the clouds.

Screwy
Bloody screwy


Later -after a rather "adventourous time' getting back to the field -Juni confronts the base maintenace officer -and demands an answer.
The base maintenance Officer listens closely, then smiles.
"The big hill you say?"
"yes -big hill"

"Oh -well thats easy -rocks my friend. Rocks. One day someone will make a lot of money from big hill -if they ever tame this hell "
"Rocks?"
'Rocks"

None the wiser Juni leaves him
Rocks,? bloody screwy.

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/29/2009 1:33:24 AM   
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Dusk of the 27th

Nakamura calls all the pilots of Dobodura into the mess.
The Wooden Hut is not large enough to fit them all in, and many spill out into the gathering dusk, onto the crude veranda, the flattened dirt outside.

The pale lamps give Nakamura and his fellow Sentai leaders a horrid hue in the half light, but his face is hard and firm as he addresses the men.

“Gentlemen, the Admiral is wrong. We are here to fight. So we will fight. All planes be ready to go, 0400 hrs. Flight leaders, briefing 20000 hours. I think we have a solution for those barsteds of the 331st.” he smiles .’if it goes right, even you Iwaya might get a kill or two”
The men laugh, even new comers of the 22nd sentai have heard already of the Allies secret weapon.

28/3/43

Just before dawn the bombers come, low level – the big 4 engined jobs, the older 2 engined ones, and today torpedo bombers lugging bombs as well.
They bomb from very low, and the fighters accompanying add to the mayhem and carnage.
The coral dust has barely settled, when the human wave again surges forth.
There is little resistance –no ammunition, no room to move, no hope.

By dawn Majuro is once again fully Japanese –and the 1st marines glorious resistance comes to a terrible end.

The weather breaks stunningly clear to the west of Port Moresby, and the radar operators there have little trouble detecting the incoming hunters – 331st –as predicted, coming to catch any poor fool wandering into what they now believe is their sky.
The radar plotters calculate, and then the airwaves are filled – a single message – ‘rat trap’

‘rat trap’
Nakamura smiles. For once he has guessed right.
He looks around, and notes with pride that all players are exactly where they should be.
Ahead by some 5 kilometres, 22nd sentai –the bait
Out to his right –again barely in sight –the navy fighters flying parallel to his packed sentai. Behind, again at max visibility –85th following
He reaches for his Radio
“Its on”
Port Moresby begins to slide underneath his right wing tip –a small slash of brown nestled between shining ocean, dark green sea.
‘”Catcher to net –confirm position!”
‘This is net –we have you in sight!”
He looks up –up into the sun ahead of him. He cannot see anything. Good, very good.

Then he sees them – the packed dots –out to his right, and high, so much bloody higher than him, than the 22nd ahead at 10000 feet.

He rocks his wings.
“ here they come 22nd –good luck!”

Battle.


It is 331st now standard approach to battle –the great dive from height, the boom and zoom. Whoever leads the p38’s can see clearly that the Japanese fighters below can be hammered, and they can be gone before the following formations can arrive.
Eagerly they nose down, and dive into the heart of 22nd.

Juni winces. Throttle to the wall again, they cannot make it in time…..
“Come on guys –do your stuff.’
Plummeting dots.
Scattering dots, now crosses, 22 nd trying to turn up and in, trying to fight.
Bright blooms of fire, black streaks of death.
One, two, three, four, five.
The big 38’s, killing done, begin to zoom back towards the heavens, the pursuing Ki 44’s too late again.

Japan has twin engined fighters too.
Nicks the allies call them.
Two squadrons worth, 21st and 45th
They have been called down by Nakamura today –to be the net – and even as the 38’s begin to climb –they find themselves confronted by 21sts flock of cannon firing beasts .

Two 38’s fall, the climb is abandoned, the sky bursts into a wheeling mass of fighters.

Dogfight

Now it is all about energy, and skill, and numbers, and maneuverability, and anger and hate and coldness
Hyakutake swings in hard on the tail of his target, hard , hard, range closing –tracer slashes past his wingtip
He wrenches back on the stick, increases the turn even harder, almost inverting.
Normally a fatal move, to try to dive away under his protagonists guns, who too turns, begins to dive, to cut the inevitable corner.
Hyakutake does not even think about it –almost inverted now, he outside loops –and almost laughs as the great big 38 lumbers past underneath him –looking up through his canopy he sees the bewildered Americas face for but a moment –and now he HAS HIM –and death fires out -, Hyakutake rolls the right way up –the American shovels smoke – and Nakamura is there –and takes the kill

Juni too swings into the battle, now a gigantic mess of fighters, a broken 38 flutters down in front of him, a blazing Japanese fighter too.
Something hits him hard, where?, where the truk?
Two big barsteds bearing down, - just like on you brother – he’s dead, oh hell, he’s –
And the first 38 explodes as a Nick nails him, the other swings away……….

Dog fight

And now, just 3 minutes into the fight, the zeros join in.
Truly now it is all about maneuvering, all about energy, as the fight congeals into a great turning match –the 38’s unable to climb away, for 45th are there above the fight –the net.

Iwaya too is in the fight –he will again spray the sky with lead, and hit nothing, but it does not matter today.
Hyakutake laughs.

The 38’s fall

It is over 3 minutes later –the surviving Americans break free – and now the sky is clear.

Miyazaki pulls his canopy back. sucks in desperately needed air
Looks around.
“Nakamura here –make rendezvous please”
He counts the fleeing Americans –one, two, three, a smoking fourth. From twenty four.
Good. Very good


28/3/43
Combat report 47th sentai

Conducted offensive operations against American 331st unit, in conjunction with
85th sentai
22nd sentai
F/2/3 fighter
F2/6 fighter
21st sentai (from Lae)
45th sentai (from lae)

21 enemy fighters confirmed shot down

losses
10 KI –44 (mainly 22nd sentai)
1 AM3

losses Lae forces known to be light.

47th, 2 kills , now a total of 32 ( COL Nakamura one)

I consider enemy formation 331st destroyed
We washed their clock.






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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/29/2009 1:39:37 AM   
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(can't figure out who got kills -so nakamura gets one)

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/29/2009 2:41:43 AM   
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I consider enemy formation 331st destroyed
We washed their clock.

Incredible! That was exceptionally well done.

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/30/2009 5:29:58 AM   
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Minister for production, His honor, Mr Iwaya, bends to his task
His handwriting is neat, and is bare of any embellishments, the Japanese scrip flowing quickly.
It is silent in his office, outside, in the conference room, it is very, very noisy. many there -most of the cabinet in fact -is well on the way to getting drunk -celebrating the destruction of the marine first division.

"Bloody fools" he thinks

My Son.
I hope this reaches you, and that you are still well. news of your sentai, and Colonel Nakamura, spreads......

Cheers outside. " would you really cheer my friends -if the Navy told you what that 'victory' cost" - the figures here in front of him, the reports -they fill him with fear.

............ I am still plugging away, trying to wring as much as I can from the Empires factories..............

The Admiral was right - anymore victories like that -and we will be ruined

......... but you don't have to worry about that. I found some really, really good Scotch today - hope you enjoy it with this letter...............


Majuro -
the black hole -how in the hell will they get all those troops off

...................you may be pleased to know I approved a new plane for you guys today - one with cannons, although it may be a while before you get it...................

Another Cheer from outside -another toast. Bloody fools. Heavens -and the Admiral wants another 50 destroyers


................remember I remain proud of you..............


Your father,

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/30/2009 6:20:35 AM   
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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/30/2009 8:28:35 AM   
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Battleship Haranua approaches the entrance to Majuro lagoon, her great engines whining down.
Tanaka paces the bridge -he smiles - "easy this time hey -captain -there are the lights -take us into the lagoon please"

Five, six times now, Haranua has made this sprint to Majuro -trained her great guns, and blasted the enemy.
This run is different, tonight they will actually enter the lagoon, begin the evacuation of the victorious troops.
The mood on the bridge is buoyant - the enemy has been defeated, and now only the cleanup has to occur.

'Stop engines"

The lagoon is large -plenty big enough for a single battlewagon, her cruiser and destroyer escorts.
It is also deep -far too deep to anchor -and even a battleship can enter with little problem.

Tanaka views his surroundings with satisfaction -recovery of the troops here in these mirror calm conditions, , even in this dark, would be easy.
"barges approaching sir"
"Good -remember men -one hour only -the enemy airforce is not defeated...."

Nor -it turns out, is the American Navy

Battleship Indiana's first salvo -fired at point blank range -a mere 2 kilometres -slams fair into the barbette of B turret -slicing through its armour like cheese.
A single shell effectively destroys any chance Haranua has - and announces what would be the start of a horrible harvest.

B turret is destroyed -almost vertically lifted of the barbette, its entire length instant hell.
A turret is never heard from again
Only moments later the second salvo arrives, smashing into boiler rooms, killing her heart.
Three more salvos crash into her before Indiana sees that that will be enough – Haraunua will burn all night before slipping into the lagoons depths

She will not be alone –several destroyers, a light cruiser too are wracked from stem to stern.

Tanaka will go down in Imperial Navy history as the most incompetent admiral ever to don a uniform.

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/30/2009 8:36:31 AM   
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extract from Shattering the Sword, a cantona production.

...........and so fighting on Majuro ended. On jaluit the 25th div hung on, another division in extremis.
But all was not total doom -the brilliant naval victory of the Indiana over the fast transports of Haraunua and her escorts rammed home a brutal lesson.
Majuro is a long way from anywhere -and now Japan found herself with almost 4 divisions worth of troops trapped on this isolated outpost -as good as lost to the defence as if they were dead themselves.
Getting them out, even just keeping them fed, was going to be a tremendous task -one the empire could barely afford.

For the allies -the chance to open a real vein in Japans logistics flow, in her transport capacity, in her hard, hard worked navy, beconned.
The 1st marines were gone, but the battle in reality, swept on..................

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 8/30/2009 8:38:10 AM   
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Operations report, 47th sentai

Continous CAP operations.
Nil action, intercepts
One pilot lost -operational.

The green jungles and mist covered hills take another.................

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/1/2009 7:30:15 AM   
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The pre dawn over Dobodura is wet and miserable –as are most mornings in this particular green jungle nightmare.
Each of our men have now settled into basic routines, as they wait for the enemy to come

Inoue will sleep through this dawn –mercifully. The fever will break this day –and he will sleep for most of it –he has been malaria stricken for many days now –as are many on the base.
He is not even aware yet of the victory on the 28th.

For the rest of the Sentai –its another day.
The early, early call –the rudimentary washing, the gathering for the breakfast –still more than adequate here at Dobodura –the idle banter and chatter –most of it profoundly coarse and rude.

The sun will not yet have risen and Nakamura will give todays brief –standard CAP again today, standard ready alert, standard same old crap.
Hyakutake will lead todays first patrol –when the mist lifts, when the bloody rain does finally decide to disperse.

The base will be breaking into noise for a while –engine tests, start ups, the noise of planes being wheeled out –the precious trucks taking the various flights to the out posts.

By dawn the noise will subside today –and a soloment silence will descend –the steady patter of rain, the trickle of water.
Occasionally a voice will cross the field – but as the sun rises, the humidity rises to –and soon most voices are crushed under its weight.

The base sits, silent, waiting.

Juni and Hyakutake will play cards, and curse the leaks in the rude shelter at the end of the field
Iwaya today will do what needs to be done as piority today –sew.
His flight is on 10 minute warning –It’s a crap day to fly – so this suits him completely today

Miyazaki will sit a miserable day –immediate notice, almost alone at his dispersal point. He will probably not speak to anyone today –again.

About 9am the rain abruptly stops –and the sun bursts through –turning a million little bodies of water into steaming patches –the humidity becomes crushing, and anyone who can will be removing what clothing they can get away with.

The base will burst into life –the growl of the KI-4’s, the rough grumble of the Type 0’s , as the first patrols fire up.
Takeoffs follow –wet messy affairs –mud splattering from deeply imbedded wheels.
The usual dramas will ensue -2 planes will bog, one wont –now of all times – start again.
Usual crap

The base will slip into slumber again –brocken only when the next patrol leaves.
Occasionally from the harbour the navy can be heard at work –unloading the barges that keep this outpost going. It has been a while though, since anyone has seen a real warship though.

Nobody is killed today, no planes are lost. This makes it a good day.
Still –another day
The usual crap.



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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/2/2009 7:58:41 AM   
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The men are gathered around the rice pot for the evening meal.
By the wars standards, its OK –the rice is not too weevil infected, the scatterings of fish and vegetables in it are at least recognisable as such.

Its been another frustrating day.

A real attempt at taking down one of the Empire recon planes has ended today in an embarrassing shambles -4 fighters forced to land at PM hopelessly lost chasing the big bird through the mist filled valleys.
The lack of experience in some of 85ths ranks can not really behidden.

Iwaya glances at the sky –the grey is rolling in again –rain soon.
“I keep getting a horrible feeling that the Allies are really up to something”
Hyakutake grins “ you should know –its been a week since you pranged isn’t it, Oh allied secret weapon”
Iwaya grins back –picks some rice from his bowl –flicks at Hyakutake “ yes –here they are –fleas for a clowning dog”

Inoue smiles –he is weak still –but it is good to be back in the circle “ Iwaya is right.
I think we might get a lot of business soon”
‘None too “ Juni snorts “ they have gone soft our Allied opponents, we blood their noses –and now they refuse to fight”
Silence greets this. All know –even Juni, that that is fantasy. No, Iwaya is probably right.
This quiet week is now too quiet.
He is right to study the sky and wonder what comes next.




Jaluit island

Three weeks ago the allied forces were split in two with the loss of their artillery.
For three weeks fighting has been sparodic –a probe here, a push there.
Now, the attack again comes. Not the rolling wave of Majuro –the sudden crash –but a steady pressure, desperate men on both sides, engaged in a 1000 personal individual battles.
The japanese must win –they too are almost done, almost at the end of their tether.
Its hard to tell at times, who really is fighting for survival, or victory.

Some time after midnight the men begin to surrender –a couple here a few there, a trickle of prisoners –starved, emancipated, ammo less. The trickle becomes a stream, the stream a flood.
By midday it is over, the right pocket is gone. 25th Division joins the marines in defeat.
The battlefield slips into silence –more from relief and exhaustion than anything else.



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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/3/2009 7:51:08 AM   
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CAP operations are ramped up, with a almost constant stream of snarling fighters
Rising and descending into the field.
The Americans may be the masters of over abundance, and consider the Japanese with some contempt at the shoe string manner that their operations are run –but the point is –they do run –especially here, and doubly especially with 47th sentai

Nakamura’s mood is angry today –maybe a symptom of the stress, maybe a reaction to the tension of Allied attacks that just never come –but whoa betide any man today not performing their duties on time, any man who is not quite organised.

The navy has arrived – 2 big fat rusty transports, a small patrol boat.
Reinforcements. Iwaya’s ‘guardian angel’ has some how scraped up extra support troops, equipment and supplies.

They will do little good if after such a long journey they end up drowned in sight of their objective.

So today the CAP growls constantly overhead, and the fuel trucks are kept constantly busy. The sun beats down today savagely –and the dust rises from the field.
Today has been declared a day of national celebration –a very hollow idea here as the men curse and sweat around the ever consuming machines they serve.

47th have a deeper motivation. Deep in the bowels of one of those freighters are 2 long crates marked ‘cannon replacements -47th sentai’.
KI 44’s don’t have cannons – the crates contain a far more dangerous beast.
It can wield power here at the front. It can heal wounds. It can make the days bearable.
It can help weld comradeship.

47th sentai know its there –riding at anchor –and today they will kill to preserve it.

Good old black Douglas .


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Shattering the Sword, a Cantona production.

…………..and thus the fighting at Jaluit finished.
There had been recriminations, investigations on the allied side –Admirals had been replaced, careers destroyed. The public had been enraged – the loss of 2 divisions, so many ships, had shaken the American nation to the core.
Why had so many died to protect British imperialism in the east –was this really their war Willkie thundered.
But deep down, the American public knew this WAS their war –and in the 1000’s of factories, the hundreds of shipyards, millions gritted teeth –and vowed to work harder.

For Japans part –Tokyo rose might proclaim to the whole world that the Empires wall of steel would never be pierced, while her admirals spent sleepless days as they watched the slow crawl of the shattered hulks of the once mighty combined fleet back to the home islands.
Nearly a month had passed since the great battle of Majuro –and many of Japans great capital ships still were not home –so hurt were they.
No, her Admirals sweated and fretted. Even if they did get home – could they be repaired in time to face the new American building?

The Japanese public celebrated with a national holiday – convinced that the Navy could never be defeated. Few could comprehend the gigantic war machine gathering against them……………….



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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/4/2009 3:24:31 AM   
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The cockpit is getting decidedly tattered. Number 145 is getting on now, she’s flown in Burma, in the gilberts, now here.
It shows in the worn shining patches of floor where countless heels have rested gently while they push rudder pedals, in the worn pitch/throttle nobs, the fraying belts, the many dull patches of missing paint.
The cockpit is also getting decidedly dirty, the floor is dusty, and vague vestiges of dried out vegetation blow around, gathering in the awkward corners.

But the young man notices none of this –the cockpit now is as familiar as his own sleeping mat. A rapid scan shows age and wear yes –but its all working –and that is what matters.
The young man settles in –the flight crew bending over him, assisting with the straps, as he stows the awkward flight board, adjusts the accruements so essential now –the small pistol, the canteen, the bandage. The parachute presses awkwardly on his back –he hates it –but Nakamura orders it worn –and who wants his wrath?

Fuel tanks good –rotate the stick –bending and craning to confirm that the control surfaces are actually going the right direction, are actually free to move.
Rudders, left, right –the crew chief nods his assent. The mirror is good -145’s is new –last month a bullet shattered it.

Ready to start.
Good
Throttle, pitch, brakes, Ok, fire her up – the great blade turns smoothly today – turns, turns, turns, COME ON –pump a little, change the mix a little –cough, turn, turn, turn faster as the first cylinder finally fires, another, another, the turning turns to a blur –and the great familiar roar bursts into life, and a million little vibrations begin their dance.

Instrument scan –good –alls good.
A smile at the crew chief –men disappear under the wings, chocks away.
Throttle – will she stick in the mud today?
No, not today –thank #@!@#$ -we don’t need that today

Hyakutake tax’s past –smiling as usual
The young man follows – looking hard left at the verge –it is impossible to see over the great nose, one just blunders along – and depends on others to make sure you don’t run into anything.

Line up –fighter to left, another to right, the young man is busy now, busy checking, checking, revving up –revving up –he can hear Hyakutake leading away –his great bellow fading down the strip.
His turn.
Final wriggle, final glance, left, right.
Throttle on –watch the verge!, watch the verge –awkward bumps -$#@! Water courses! –and now the tail comes up –and he can see the way at last –keep tail up, but don’t let the prop strike!
Away
Busy, busy, flaps, cart, trim, mix
Climbing nice, the trees merge into a solid mass, the landscape becomes a picture below – climbing, climbing
Joined –flollowing, 6 fighters climbing.
Nice day
Scattered clouds.
The usual crud cascading over the mountains –cloud base over the sparkling sea –what -6000?, 6500?
Tops at ten?
Good stuff.
Scanning now –the head looking, the eyes alert for anything not natural up here.
Hyakutake turns right –power down, cruise.
All good?
Yes.
Nice formation –lose –relaxed, fully supporting.
Lot cooler up here –at least.

The harbour is still busy –even from here the ant trail of barges to the transports is plainly visible –the great scar of Dobodura a rude slash of vandalism on the unbroken green

Down to work
CAP patrol.

It’s a busy sky today – flights stacked all over the place –the young man looks hard above.
Yes there they are –the 45’s from Lea.
Big day indeed.

“Turning right”
Follow the leader –banking gently –towards the hill, the great thunderclouds already gathering over them.

Coast slips below
‘Turning right”

The young man looks left, looks right.
His hands rest easy on the controls, the engine beats on, the world continues to vibrate merrily.
He smiles now.
The beautiful green
A stunning blue sea.
The delightful cool.
Hyakutake is right –where else in the world would you rather be?













Its another day of CAP
The enemy vigorously recon madang, wewak, mearuke, dobodura, Lea –all of the bases –the B17’s at max altitude.
Are they coming?
Will they come?

That evening –in the twilight the Empire flying boat does comes back –skimming across the bay at zero feet –and bravely, audaciously plants a string of bombs all around one of the transports – and one of the barges sinks (in fright it appears).

For an hour 47th is in suspense –were the cannons safe?
They are. This is good –the war remains worth fighting.



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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/4/2009 3:26:01 AM   
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Nakamura leads a patrol today
There is so much work yet to be done on the field – so many problems to be solved

Up here is better.

Up here, there is just you, your plane, your thoughts.

Much better.

The enemy refuse to come –here –still.

But today – from 10000 feet –even in the tropical mist –the towering column of smoke from Lea’s burning ammo dump can be seen.
The enemy heavies have hammered the base.

On Nakamura’s desk –along with a million other pieces of paper waiting for his attention nestles the latest intelligence appreciation.

“Expect enemy invasion of mearuke as highly probable –based on increasing bombing, and attention on fields within reach’

Looking at the tower of destruction up there on the coast –Nakamura feels that they just may be right.
Doesn’t matter. Wherever they come –they will fight.


4/4/43

Dobodura is drenched.

At Kwaljien the allies send in a flight of PBY’s –and today they come in low.
They brush aside the zeros, and spread carnage across the lagoon.
By dusk the High command makes a decision. Kwaljien needs help.



5/4/43

The two crates labled KI-44 cannons finally make it to the quarters of Iwaya and Juni.
Inoue keeps guard on the door as the lid is crow barred off.
‘Iwaya” grins Juni –‘I don’t care if you are the worlds worst pilot. You my friend, are a man of rare ability”
“And one of unique contacts” adds Inoue as the creates contents are revealed.
‘Iwaya almost blushes. “ It does help to have contacts in high places, doesn’t it”
Juni extracts the first bottle –its contents have that beautiful glow, it’s the genuine good stuff.

“Crap!’ Inoue half laughs –“Guess who is making a bee line for us”
Our men make no effort to hide the contents of the crate – after all Nakamura has been as interested in its arrival as anyone
He whistles as he looks at the treasure in the crate. “Four cases worth!, Iwaya –how in the hell can anyone afford this much stuff!”
Iwaya grins. “Somebody once said the cream always rises to the top – I think Father is good at skimming it”
Nakamura smiles – “About time you acknowledge just who our benefactor really is.”
The smile disappears “ Maybe though a few cannons might have been better. Damn poor timing in a way. Spread the word. Isn’t official yet, but I know the signs now. Pack your crap –we are going.”

Inoue cracks open a bottle. Swigs deeply. “Stuff it. Call it breakage. Some bloody wars have no sense of timing at all”




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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/10/2009 9:27:28 AM   
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The 6th to the 9th.

Nakamura guesses right
All of the KI-44's are pulled out for re deployment
So once again the sentai finds itself island hopping -and once again the losses come - a pilot miss judges the field length, piles into the trees at one end.
Another plane spins suddenly out of the formation - silently glinting, glinting in the hard sun -and then the swallowing up in the ocean.
Is it ill luck?, poor preparation? or just fate.

Whatever -all hate these deployments now -too many die with out honour.


47th sentai spend this week in a bubble - berifit of news, they only have to worry about the day ahead , trying to stay awake, trying to stop muscles cramping, even fighting the boredom of the cockpit.
They miss the 100 plus heavy raid that pounds dobodura after their departure -a mere foretaste of the strength building against them.
They miss the sweeps of p 38's in burma that shatter the spirit of the navy pilots facing them.
And they miss the new gull winged fighters that tear the Tonys out of the sky above Majuro.

47th sentai fly on oblivious -they cannot know it yet -but soon will.

The tide has turned.

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/11/2009 10:02:44 AM   
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Hyakutake banks gently over the next rude slash in the jungles that some body has jokingly called a fighter strip.
Here, from 2000 feet it looks harmless enough, typical coral and gravel pounded stuff -a few hard areas, the same rude looking huts dotted about, the usual AA pits.
No place to call home -and obviously another crappy night ahead.
Hyakutake sighs, what he would do for a bath.
Anything for a bath

He looks left, right, checks his 6 again, and commits to landing.
Circuit, speed good -strip looks OK -not tooo many holes in it. Who knows -maybe there would be a bath.
One could only hope.
Final
Descending nice, spot picked, speed good, flaps............. flare...........throttle off...............AND what the !!!!
Hyakutake's fighter settles nicely -and then perplexingly , alarmingly keeps on settling down into the strip.
Hyakutake has no time react, or even comprehend the mistake he has made, as his cart up craft pancakes sickeningly into the strip.
The world becomes a vibrating, sickening out of control slide -dust exploding, the great prop banging , banging, shuddering to a horrible quiet..

He is lucky -there is no cartwheel, no crumple of man and plane today. He will fly tomorrow, his plane never again.

A single expletive shatters the sudden silence.

A total rookie mistake.

Another expletive

And then the last thought -what would Iwaya say to this then eh?

(yet another op loss -2 today, Hyakutake lives, another nameless pilot does not. This transferring is killing the 47th!)

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RE: herbiesan vs Cantona!!! - 9/15/2009 1:28:31 PM   
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Dusk

A week has passed. Another week of rising with the sun, doing the daily inspection, packing the meagre possessions, the briefing, the maps, the pistol, the chute -the cockpit -the long transit flight.
Boring, dragging at the spirits. Even hyakutake stops smiling.

But they have arrived.
Familiar surroundings for some, comfortable -almost friendly. In all the wanderings of the 47th, this place is the closest they can call home.
It has not changed much. But one thing has.
Numbers. Japan has mustered here and in the surrounding fields a real effort -real numbers.

Dusk -a gentle dusk, but all feel the tension, the spring inside you, tightly wound, the tightening of neck and shoulder muscles. that tension only action will dispell.

The dusk is gentle -, red.
Dawn will be redder.

Tomorrow we attack.

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A mere glimpse of what the tigers have gathered -we are in strength today!




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A million stories have brought our men here today.
Nakamura through a fierce desire to serve his country
Hyakutake because he wanted to simply fly
Iwaya to escape a Father he only now knows does love him
Inoue because of a career
And Miyazaki answering some mis understood bushido code.
But here they are –men. There is a simple thread though that helps bind all of them together hidden amongst the stronger bonds of comradeship and duty.
Inside each one of them still lurks a little boy –easily stirred to wonder at the power of machines.
There is true excitement at todays briefing –a great pack of pilots – it’s a feeling not felt for some time. The fight is going to the enemy again – and such strength!

“Good hunting!”
The first engine winds to a start –a single bellow under the great blue domed sky.
Another. And another. Ten more, twenty more –and then even more.
Now Canton field is a great roaring, shaking beast – nearly 200 engines growling and beating –the dust kicking up, swirling.
Everywhere you look, men are grinning. Everywhere you look –hidden, hearts beat faster.
The ground literally shakes as the taxing begins –canton bellows –and twenty miles away –heads turn towards the beast in its lair.

Hyakutakes face almost hurts –the grin is that big
Everywhere the Tigers taxi –and his heart wants to burst –power, what sheer power!

Another shattering roar joins the bedlam, 30 plus KI 44’s from Hong kong blast at 100 feet above –the sweep leading the way.
The great growl of machinery becomes a vibrating bellow as the fighters plunge down the strip –and the heavens seem incapable today of containing them.

Canton launches its attack Other bases to the south, the east, launch too
Nearly 400 a/c beat to the north.

Nakamura leads them –serried rows of Ki-44’s, ki-43’s, Helens, betties, and Am3’s. He too is smiling –no objectives to defend today –no plodding transports, no desperate army units.
Just simple orders. “Find the enemy –destroy him.”

The bombers drop the bombs on target –it does not matter that little damage is done.
It does not matter to any of them today that the enemy do not fight.
To fly in a sky packed with Japanese planes is enough.
More than enough.


Operations report
47th sentai
Canton field
Led offensive operations central China
142 Ki 44 involved, 120 Ki 43 involved
50 navy fighters, 60 plus bombers

Enemy opposition nil
1 op loss

Orders for tomorrow.
Find the enemy – drive him from the skies.

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Inoue awakens well before dawn.
Sleep these days seems to come with ever greater reluctance –and it is never a sleep one forgets –it is now always a sleep filled with nightmares

He rises carefully –beside him Hyakutake snores horribly –an amazing sound –terribly similar to that of a merlin.
Carefully dressing so as to wake no one, he steps out into the pre dawn dark, breathes the quiet air.
The field glitters with aircraft in the moonlight. Inoue stares at his right hand –and marvels at its tremors –they are terribly noticeable now –uncontrollable, a part of him he refuses to acknowledge.

Canton.
China –again.
So many places, so many battles. Gods, he felt old
Some one stumbles out of the hut, urine beats into the dust in the dark
A burp. A fart.
Gods –who IS that pig?

“can’t sleep old man?”
Juni. Some how his presence is comforting in the dark, as they contemplate the rows of fighters, the dark silent strip
“You know”………….
Yes, Juni knows. He places one hand on Inoues shoulders. “remember when we were just nine?”
Inoue smiles “ One feels a bit lost in the crowd now a days”
‘Hah!, not us old friend –the empire still needs us old farts. Come on –lets find some tea”

Later

Again the field thunders to nearly 200 engines –orders for today –repeat yesterday.
Inoue walks tohis old bird –takes the salute from the mechanics, pulls on the rope up the wing.
Freezes
The thought is so sharp, so clear, so powerful, his head swims
“Im going to die today”
Still frozen
‘Yes. Im definitely going to die –today”
Behind the mechanic calls –‘Sir –is all good?”
He forces the words out –his throat is closed. “One moment” a croak
Still frozen
Around him the sentai is moving into position –dust blowing everywhere –the chaos before the flight.
“get in the plane you old fool”
‘can’t”
And now his whole body has the tremors.
The cockpit, so comforting, now looks so narrow, so long……….
‘get in”
he does –limbs like lead
The mechanics swarm around him, doing the straps, final wipe of screen.
Robotically he pre flights.
The sky is too blue
“^&%$# not today.”
The great blade turns, roars into its blur………..


Kwelien
200 fighters sweep across the enemy field –challenging any one to a fight.
The bombs fall – biting today.
A fighter takes a AA hit –and spins down, down, a flaming pyre, consuming everything.

Canton

Post de brief
Juni hands Inoue another cup of tea. “see old man, even milk runs need us old farts – I think we need some action………”
Inoue smiles weakly “yes, maybe, ……………..



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Iwaya hangs off Hyakutake’s wing. Today flying is good –clear skies, scattered cirrus well over head.
The military term is called forward deployment –move quickly to a usually quiet area –impose yourself – get back to your usual base.
Juni calls it knights move –after the chess piece.
Nakamura simply wants “to jump the barsteds”

34 tigers are on the hunt –waiting in ambush above the brown paddies north of Hangkow -and the prey approaches.

“ I see them!” the call is excited over the radio net –a rookie for sure
Iwaya adjusts his bum –scans the area ahead –yes , there they are –swift shapes knifing across the ground - left to right.
Unaware of the danger floating above
“Attack!”

Right stick over, ruder in. Don’t over do it, don’t invert.
Follow Hyakutake. Stick close. Throttle full –**** –a hesitation, no, no, we are good. Thank F#$%k
Full power –swooping down –bang, bang, thermals shoving stomach into throat
Tiny crosses below, ahead, growing. Crap –they have seen us –there go the bombs –barsteds

Iwayas dive flattens out –the P40n’s are ahead -6 of them –and the great pack of Tigers follow now –a deadly race north –hard on the deck
Country side flashing past –shadows racing on the ground, a mad dance of stick and rudder –banking left, banking right, over this obstacle, around that one, chasing, chasing.

Here, here on the deck , the differences are startling –Iwaya throws huge amounts of rudder and stick in, compensating, overcompensating –skidding, sliding through the sky, burning power, speed, efficiency.
Hyakutake –cold, ice itself –a terrible grin upon his face, hands, feet precisely, smoothly together, pulls steadily ahead.
Of every one here –only he really could claim to be enjoying this –this ultimate test of flying skill
Four of the swift fighters suddenly screw hard left, plunging into a valley, a good move, it saves them from the streaming pack behind. Two others veer right –climbing over a small rise –losing just enough energy…………



Nakamura congratulates the new killers on return -22nd Sentai finally is getting into the war. He is not happy that so many got away.





19/4/43

TO COL Nakamura

Based on current tactical situation Burma, you are to take command of 1st special interceptor group 47th, 85th, 22nd 87th sentai -and transfer to Burma at first available opportunity- reporting to Burma command
Your mission.
1/Destroy enemy bombers
2/Support action 3rd air army
3/Support army operations Akyab

Burma command has asked specifically for your services. A high honour. The empire expects nothing less than another complete defeat of the enemy .
Good luck

General Hada
HQ, Southern command


20/4/43

Canton field
Rain, more rain, and more rain.
But it does not stop the work – 47th prepares once again to go into the lions den.
Juni expresses the feelings of just about everyone upon announcement of the news.

Burma?
Again!
F$#K!


21/4/43

Extract from Shattering the Sword –a Cantona production.

……and despite the steady bleeding over Majuro, the Imperial command could still look at the Gilberts positively – they remained secure –for now.
But attention was now swinging elsewhere –the long awaited (by Japan at least) move against Meruake launched –and the Armies in Burma began the march south.
Japanese high command, cautious , and highly aware of a British fleet long far too quiet off its flank, hanged fire – awaiting developments.
The Air battle, however – was about to explode. On this day, the 500th day of the war –an appropriate day indeed –the Japanese decided once again to challenge for supremacy of the skies.
But much had changed since the salad days of early 42……………………



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The war is over 500 days old now.
47th sentai has been almost continuously involved for all of it.
Of the original 10, only 4 remain – but Nakumara could almost consider himself an “original”.
They have flown the equivalent of 2 complete circumnavigations of the globe, circling the pacific war twice. They have fought in snow, in blazing heat, over the deep blue sea, and the deeper green hell of the endless jungles.
Death now almost daily takes men around them – and the crushing thought of a war with out end, now hangs over them.
They have fought, and fought –and no end is in sight.

They began young, fit, healthy. Confident.
Now all, with out exception, are below weight .All carry some sort of sickness –from Inoues recurring malaria –to Juni’s cracked rib , to the common to all diarrhea

Life has long come down to the basics.
Get enough to eat. Fly. Fight. Look out for each other. Do the job
There is nothing else.
Today there will be no stirring speeches, no exhortations to glory, for Emperor -.just a crushing weariness –a creeping apathy.
The jungle here looks the same as ever –deadly.
The sky remains the same – deadly – from the enemy, the weather, the now rapidly deteriorating machinery.
And there is no end in sight.

The front is alive today, the enemy P38’s sweep Akyab, the bombers pound Magwe, Meiktila -and 47th see nothing.
The day ends in exhaustion –and disgust.
Supplies here are low –something really new to the 47th –and the rations –never enough –are truly scanty today.
The men despondently gather in small groups, there is little talk, no laughter as the dark quickly hides this barren hole.

In his small threadbare tent, by the pathetic light of a well shielded lamp, Nakamura reads the intelligence reports, the action reports –trying to gather a picture of this front.
It is terribly confusing, but one thing shouts out aloud from the flimsy pieces of paper scattered about him.
Power. Growing enemy power

He looks at his tired men., so many depending on him.

Feels the tiredness deep in his own bones.
Truk this.
He calls his staff –and makes his plans.



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Did you see those silver wings, how gallant they are
Our manly men of Japan putting all their spirit into these beautiful planes
They’ve made
Have taken on the task of protecting the skies
Come on –if you dare –red dragonflies

Our fierce eagles
Will roar up to meet you
Over the sea with gold to silver wings
The unclouded moon so bright, just so our hearts
We will show them –Japan –defender of justice
Tonight too they will fly our fierce eagles
Good work lads –we are counting on you
Up to the sky roars our fierce eagles
With rising sun on their wings –our crews
Have what it takes –the Spirit of Yamato



A long, long time ago, nakamura sang this song on this beach -hoping to boost his men, himself
The allies are at mearuke now.
they do not sing of spirits, of beautiful planes.
They bring men, ugly machines, and more ugly machines, and waste, and power, and resources and impersonality.

And they bring total war.

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