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F4U Corsair Pilots Who Refused to Die by Will Dabbs

Two young Marine F4U Corsair pilots entered a savage Pacific dogfight and somehow survived the impossible. One met a Japanese Zero’s propeller. The other fell 2,000 feet without a working parachute.

Vought F4U Corsair in flight, the Marine fighter known to the Japanese as Whistling Death
The F4U Corsair was one of the most graceful flying machines ever produced. The Japanese called it the “Whistling Death” due to the distinctive sound it made when the wind was roaring through the oil coolers in the wing roots. Wikipedia photo by Gary Wetzler.

The Pacific Dogfight That Set the Trap

The summer of 1943 was a busy time in the azure blue skies above the Pacific. Allied pilots battled their Japanese counterparts to the death over control of tiny spits of sandy jungle jutting up out of the ocean. If war had ever truly been chivalrous and gentlemanly, any pretense of that was gone some 18 months after the surprise attack at Pearl Harbor.

7 June 1943 saw brutal aerial combat over the Russell Islands in the Solomons. Marine F4U Corsairs and Army Air Corps P40 Warhawks mixed it up with Japanese Zeroes until the sky was dirty with smoke and death. One particular engagement produced two comparably extraordinary tales.

Why the Japanese Zero Ruled Early Pacific Skies

Japanese A6M Zero fighter, the agile opponent of American F4U Corsair pilots in World War 2
The Japanese A6M Zero was a scourge early in World War 2, but American designs soon eclipsed its performance. 10,939 examples were produced. Only one remains flyable today with its original engine. Wikipedia photo by Kogo.

At the onset of the war in the Pacific, the Japanese Zero and the men who flew it seemed unstoppable. Japanese naval aviators in particular were some of the most well-trained pilots in the world. However, their bench was shallow. While the United States tooled up to produce combat aircraft and pilots at a rate not seen before or since, Japanese aviators killed in combat could not readily be replaced. This attrition was beginning to be felt over the battlefield by mid-1943.

The Zero was considered invincible because of an intentional mechanical compromise. Where American fighters were fat with armor, self-sealing fuel tanks, and .50-caliber heavy machine guns, the A6M5 Zero was a stripped-down, lightweight thoroughbred. The Zero’s lack of armor and amenities made it nimble and fast but vulnerable.

Cockpit of an A6M2 Japanese Zero downed during the attack on Pearl Harbor
This is the cockpit of an A6M2 Zero downed during the attack on Pearl Harbor. Many Japanese pilots had little use for their radios and removed them from their planes. Public domain.

The Zero’s radios were rubbish. Unreliable, heavy, and quirky, Japanese radios of the day often pummeled Zero pilots with mind-numbing static. As a result, a great many Japanese pilots pulled the heavy radio gear out of their machines to improve their performance. This left tactical control up to such primitive stuff as hand signals and wing waggling. American tech would soon play a huge part in our coming overwhelming tactical superiority.

As a result, Japanese combat aircraft often flew in huge mixed formations. On 7 June, some 50 Japanese Zero fighters and single-engine bombers were droning along above the Russell Islands. Army P40’s bounced this huge gaggle of Japanese warplanes. The resulting frenetic dogfight devolved into a swirling maelstrom of aerial violence.

A Long Way Down: Samuel Logan Bails Out

F4U Corsair showing the large, powerful gull-winged profile flown by Marine pilot Samuel S. Logan
The F4U Corsair was fast and powerful. However, it also made for a big target. Wikipedia photo by Oren Rosen.

22-year-old Marine aviator LT Samuel S. Logan was flying an F4U Corsair when he came upon a solitary Zero hot on the tail of an Army Warhawk. Logan unleashed his half-dozen .50-caliber machine guns on the Japanese plane only to have another Zero get the jump on him.

He felt his heavy gull-winged machine shudder and realized that the control surfaces in his tail were shredded. With the big Marine fighter now beginning to come apart, Logan slid his canopy back, unfastened it, and crawled out of the cockpit.

One of the biggest threats to a successful egress from a crippled WW2-era fighter was being struck by one’s own plane during the jump. As a result, Sam Logan worked his way hand-over-hand down the length of his stricken machine and leapt clear from the damaged empennage. In moments, he was falling free. Once away from his airplane, Logan pulled the ripcord and found himself suspended underneath his parachute.

Cold-Blooded Code: A Zero Circles Back

Japanese A6M3 Zero fighter representing the deadly Pacific air combat faced by downed Allied pilots
Japanese pilots in WW2 more often than not gave no quarter in combat. American flyers fed that right back to them. Public domain.

The Zero pilot who had shot him down was not satisfied simply to have destroyed Logan’s airplane. He torqued his nimble little fighter around in a tight circle and lined up for a firing pass on the helpless Marine aviator. LT Logan knew what was coming.

Killing pilots while under canopy was illegal per the laws of war, but there wasn’t anybody around to enforce those laws. American pilots machine-gunned their helpless opponents on rare occasions, usually in response to barbarity such as this, but the Japanese did it quite a lot. This practice stemmed from the weird Bushido code that drove the Japanese war machine.

Japanese troops were indoctrinated to sacrifice everything for their Emperor. Surrender was a disgrace worse than death. As a result, enemy troops who had willingly saved themselves under such circumstances were not considered worthy of basic human protections.

Fish in a Barrel: A Zero Hunts Logan Under Canopy

US Marine paratrooper descending beneath a parachute, illustrating the distinction between paratroopers and downed aviators
Paratroopers under canopy are considered hostile combatants. Downed aviators are not. This is an important distinction. Public domain.

It is actually tougher to engage an essentially stationary aerial target from a fast-moving fighter plane than you might think. The Japanese pilot lined up on LT Logan and fired a long burst but missed. Logan lifted his legs as the enemy plane passed mere feet below him. The Zero then circled around for another try.

The second effort ended about the same as the first. Logan again had to lift his feet in an effort to avoid the attacking fighter. Miraculously, the Japanese pilot failed to connect a second time.

By the third pass, Logan was pulling madly at his risers in an effort to make himself a tougher target. Now focused entirely on killing the American flyer, the Japanese pilot loosed another burst at close range.

Misjudging the distance, the Zero pilot actually struck the dangling Marine with his propeller. The Zero removed most of Logan’s right foot as well as his left heel. As the Japanese fighter wheeled around for a fourth pass, a nearby American P40 noticed the carnage, engaged the enemy plane, and drove it away.

A Fine Mess: Wounded in the Pacific

B2 pararaft survival raft issued to American military aviators during World War 2
The B2 pararaft issued to American aviators during WW2 wasn’t much of a boat. Public domain.

LT Logan was now in a bit of a spot. The murderous Japanese pilot was no longer actively trying to kill him, which was great. However, he had just had his legs run through an airplane propeller. It was in this sordid state that he touched down in the warm waters of the Pacific.

Logan somehow got his life raft inflated and pulled himself out of the water. Clawing through his survival gear, he managed to get a tourniquet around his mangled right foot and liberally covered the wound in sulfa powder. He then injected himself with a morphine syrette to dull the pain.

Despite his injuries, Logan retrieved his signal mirror and successfully attracted the attention of an American floatplane. The friendly aircraft landed nearby and successfully effected a rescue. Logan was medevac’d to a Naval hospital where his right stump was dressed.

One Wild Ride: J.G. Percy Falls 2,000 Feet

Brewster F3A-1 Corsair representing the damaged fighter abandoned by Marine aviator J.G. Percy
LT Percy’s Corsair met the same fate as that of LT Logan. Public domain.

During this same engagement, one of Sam Logan’s fellow Corsair pilots, a Marine aviator named J.G. Percy from San Francisco, downed one Zero and damaged another. In the melee, Percy’s Corsair was also riddled with bullets and cannon shells. At 2,000 feet, the 21-year-old Marine aviator dove out of his dying plane.

The parachutes used by military aviators of that era were last-ditch survival tools. They were designed to be lightweight and portable. There were no reserves. When LT Percy yanked his ripcord, the white nylon chute malfunctioned into a worthless ribbon. He had no other options except simply to fall.

From nearly half a mile up, Percy accelerated to a ridiculous speed. Once he neared the water, he oriented himself feet-first and twisted his head skyward. In this configuration, he hit the water like a rocket.

Why a 2,000-Foot Fall Turns Water Into Concrete

Physics illustration explaining why water behaves almost like concrete during a high-speed fall
Gases can be compressed to do stuff for us. Liquids cannot. Public domain.

Liquids are incompressible. Gases are not. What that means is that you can compress a volume of air or similar gas into a tank to be used at your convenience. By contrast, no matter how much pressure you put on a liquid like water, that volume will not get appreciably smaller.

What that practically means in this case is that the Pacific Ocean had no give to it. Jumping into the water from a diving board allows the human body to slip into the water such that this potential energy is dissipated gradually and safely. At LT Percy’s speed, however, the water acted almost like concrete.

The fastest a human body can typical strike water without injury is between 35 and 40 mph. That equates out to a jump height of around 40 to 50 feet. Terminal velocity for a human being dropped from 2,000 feet is closer to 120 mph when falling belly-first. Percy was more like a pencil. Something had to give.

Brace for Impact: Percy Hits the Pacific

World War 2 Mae West life vest like the one that kept Marine aviator J.G. Percy afloat
The Mae West life vest, so named after the buxom actress, saved many a life during World War 2. Public domain.

Percy later said that he “Landed in the water feet-first and felt something break.” That something was his pelvis, but he was, against all odds, still alive. The young Marine got his Mae West life jacket inflated, and that kept his head above water.

Despite his grievous injuries, LT Percy swam for three hours until he reached a jagged reef. Pulling himself over the coral, he made his way with difficulty to the nearby beach. Percy remained on the beach throughout the night, unable to stand or walk. The following day, he attracted the attention of four passing natives who summoned aid and got him to safety. Once stabilized in an American military hospital, Percy recovered.

Two Marine Pilots Who Simply Refused to Die

Marine F4U Corsair pilot Samuel S. Logan, who survived being struck by a Japanese Zero propeller
Sam Logan miraculously survived his trip through the spinning propeller of a Japanese Zero. Public domain.

World War 2 was the most expansive conflict in human history. Between 70 and 85 million people lost their lives. 16 million Americans served. One in every 39 perished. Those are the raw numbers. However, the real drama of WW2 was not found in these cold statistics. It was embedded within the individual stories.

Sam Logan and JG Percy were two young Americans who answered the call to go and fight in defense of democracy. When faced with the prospect of violent, gory death, these two brass-balled jarheads simply said not today.

One man ran through an airplane propeller, while the other fell from a burning fighter plane without a parachute. Both Marines survived the war and miraculously lived to build lives and families back home. Our great nation is built upon such amazing stuff as this.

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The Tomb Of The Unknown Soldier: What Guns Do The Sentinels Carry? Part 2: The Rifle by Mike Hardesty

My respect for the Sentinels who guard the Tomb Of The Unknown Soldier at the memorial in Arlington National Cemetery is immense. I recently did a deep dive into the sidearm they carry… a thinly disguised effort to write something to honor them, I admit. I truly believe that they are at the top in terms of national pride. We are a country that chooses to honor its fallen, something I’m proud of.

I started this two-part series with a look at the Sig pistols they carry — you can read part one here. Those handguns are truly unique and are dressed up to the nth degree. I also spent many words writing about the memorial’s history and what the Sentinels must do to qualify to guard it. It’s an interesting read if you like military history and tradition.

This time, we’ll look at the rifle the Sentinels carry now, along with what they’ve carried over the decades. Let’s get at it!

The Sentinel’s Rifles

The Sentinels have carried just three types of rifles since the Tomb’s inception in 1926. They include the M1903 Springfield, the M1 Garand, and the M14.

Before we get into those, I need to address a question I’ve pondered since writing the first installment of this article… I find it interesting that they don’t use the M4 carbine, currently the issue weapon across our military. Why not? Why do they use an M14?

There are a few answers. Here are a few reasons the Sentinels don’t carry that weapon.

  1. The M14 continues the pattern of traditional military drill rifles that started with the “ought-three” and continued with the Garand.
  2. Balance. The M14 has the proper weight and balance that allows ceremonial drills to be enacted more easily than the M4 would allow. The M4’s pistol grip precludes it from being handled in the way required for some of the exercises the Sentinels employ.
  3. Speaking of that pistol grip, the M14’s lack of one, plus its wooden stock and polished metal, represents a timeless, classical ceremonial aesthetic.
  4. Consistency. The Army utilizes the M14 in several ceremonial roles, hence its use at the Tomb. They strive for commonality across ceremonies. They are striving for a timeless, solemn appearance at this honored site.

So we know why they use the M14. Let’s look at each rifle.

1903 Springfield

The 1903 Springfield, also known as the “ought-three”, was adopted in June 1903 to replace the .30-40 Krag. It was based on Mauser rifle patents, and we paid the company royalties to legally produce it until 1918. It was fed from an internal 5-round box magazine via stripper clips. Known primarily for its role during WWI, the rifle saw service from its adoption into WWII, when Marines carried it in the Pacific. The Garand eventually replaced it, but many Marines wanted to keep it. It remains a popular surplus rifle today.

Sentinels carried this rifle and the M1905 bayonet from the Tomb’s inception on March 24, 1926, until the Garand replaced it in 1936.

M1 Garand

Chambered for the ubiquitous .30-06 cartridge used so effectively by the 1903 Springfield, the Garand was the first semi-automatic battle rifle that the U.S. military used. Designed by Canadian-American John Garand at the Springfield Armory, the M1 replaced the 1903 Springfield on January 9, 1936, when the U.S. Army adopted it. Over its run, more than 5.4 million were produced.

Tomb Sentinels carried the Garand and the M1942 bayonet from 1936 to 1957, when the M14 replaced it.

M14

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The M14 was designed as an “improved” M1 Garand. Many felt that the lack of a removable magazine hindered reload times, so the M14 was designed around a 20-round box magazine and select-fire capability. It’s interesting that the Army adopted this rifle in 1957 to replace the Garand, the M3 submachine gun, and the BAR. Its designers obviously had high hopes for it.

The rifle was successful and remained our battle rifle until the M-16 replaced it between 1964 and 1967 because of its weight and a shift in philosophy about what kind of battle rifle was needed for changing tactical conditions. Although it was replaced, its 7.62×51 (.308) cartridge remained in demand for years for Designated Marksmen (snipers). It is still used today in a modernized capacity, with a synthetic stock and other modifications… it never really went away.

Tomb Sentinels started using this rifle in 1957 with the M6 bayonet and still use it today. Its wood stock and lines lend it to ceremonial tasks, as mentioned above.

So there you have it. The M14 is the rifle of choice for Tomb Sentinels now, and it has been for 69 years. I know of no movement to try to replace it any time soon. I have the utmost respect for Sentinels who handle this 9-pound rifle like it was nothing in their role as Tomb guards. I’ve seen them up close… if you haven’t, set aside time to travel to our nation’s capital. Make time to catch the guard change… It’s truly a sight you’ll never forget.

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War Stories: He Survived Omaha Beach By Will Dabbs, MD

John looked like a character on Hee Haw, if a character on Hee Haw was not terribly silly. He carried himself like a grandfather. He was thin and always wore the same basic uniform — a pressed collared shirt buttoned at the neck and wrists, spotlessly clean bib overalls, and a ball cap. He had some chronic medical problems, so I saw him fairly frequently in my medical clinic. He also lived right down the road from me.

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American troops wade toward Omaha Beach on the morning of June 6, 1944. John hit this same stretch of sand in the first wave at 0630 as a member of the 2d Ranger Battalion. Image: NARA

One day in the clinic, John was complaining about pain in one of his arms. I had him unfasten his shirt sleeve so I could take a look. I was surprised to find that his forearm was a mass of well-healed scars. When I inquired regarding the details, he explained that he carried fragments from a German potato masher grenade in that arm and that it still bothered him from time to time. That conversation led to some of the most fascinating stories.

A Shocking Introduction to War

I presume everybody has seen the extraordinary Steven Spielberg film Saving Private Ryan. That was John’s unit during World War II. He landed on Omaha at 0630 in the morning on 6 June 1944, as a member of the 2d Ranger Battalion. John hit the beach in the first wave.

US Army Rangers make their way up a cliff
Rangers trained relentlessly for assaults on fortified positions like the cliffs of Normandy. That preparation carried John through D-Day and nearly a year of continuous fighting afterward. Image: NARA

John obviously survived that horrible fight across the shingle and the subsequent bloody advance through the Bocage country. He was assigned to a reconnaissance unit in Patton’s 3d Army and met Patton twice. John told me that General Patton had a surprisingly high-pitched voice, but that he was as profane and flamboyant in person as the movie made him out to be.

John once overheard a conversation between Patton and Bradley as they were leaving a command post that went something like this: “Ike doesn’t know how to fight a damn war! If we keep slogging it out with these SOBs face-to-face we will never end this thing. He’s got to hit them hard, and he’s got to hit them in the flanks. That’s what’s going to get us to Berlin!”

author in a WWII uniform and armed with BAR
Kitted out like a 1944 infantryman, the author is armed with the M1918A2 BAR. John carried a rifle like this one through the Bocage, the Hurtgen, and the Bulge.

John lost two toes during the Battle of the Bulge. He also battled his way through the hell of Hurtgen Forest. Throughout it all, he carried an M1918A2 Browning Automatic Rifle.

One Fruitful Combat Patrol

At one point, John and his squad had moved forward to gather intelligence on German troop dispositions. He found himself crouched down in a drainage ditch beside a rural road as massive German tanks roared by. He had no idea what kind they were, save that they were huge.

BAR with period correct US helmet and hand grenade
The BAR, a steel helmet, and a hand grenade: the essentials of a WWII automatic rifleman. John carried this kind of kit through some of the worst fighting in the European Theater.

A German officer in a motorcycle sidecar eventually pulled up and stopped right in front of him. The man stood up in the sidecar and began glassing the area opposite him with what was obviously a very nice set of binoculars. John found himself covetous of those binoculars.

Looking left and right to make sure that there were no more German tanks within sight, he stood up, drew a bead, and killed both the German officer and his driver with a full magazine from his BAR. Scampering up into the road, he retrieved the binoculars before leaping back into the ditch. His patrol leader then ran up cursing like a sailor.

M1918 Browning Automatic Rifle that was carried by the author's friend
John emptied a full magazine from this BAR to drop a German officer and his motorcycle driver during a reconnaissance patrol. He came away with a fine pair of binoculars and a furious lieutenant.

The Lieutenant explained in stark terms that their mission was intended to be stealthy and that John’s actions would likely bring down the full weight of the German Wehrmacht upon their heads. He said his patrol leader berated him viciously. Then he got a mischievous look on his face and said, “But I’ve still got those binoculars!”

The Voyage Home

When finally the war ended, John got tagged to make the trek back across the Atlantic aboard a troopship. Mid-ocean they encountered a ghastly storm that rolled the vessel relentlessly. John told me that was the most terrified he had been during the war. He believed that, after all he had been through, now he was going to drown in the middle of the frigid Atlantic Ocean. The storm eventually cleared, and, aside from some seasickness, he was no worse for the wear.

WWII era German binoculars
German military binoculars of the kind John liberated from a Wehrmacht officer in a motorcycle sidecar. He risked blowing his patrol’s cover to get them, and never regretted it.

John returned to his tiny little Southern town to a hero’s welcome. His mom threw a party, inviting friends and family from all around to celebrate his coming home unscathed from the war. He said they stayed up late visiting until everyone grew tired and gradually made their way back to their own homes. John’s dad wasn’t in the picture for some reason, so only he and his mother remained.

His mom then took him to his bedroom. She had maintained the space just as it had been two years before when he had left for Ranger training. Once she had him tucked in, she returned to her own bedroom, changed into her night clothes, and crawled in bed. For what happened next, I’ll use John’s own words:

“I lay there in the dark staring at the ceiling, and I just couldn’t do it. So I got up quietly, tipped out into the backyard, and got a shovel out of the woodshed. Then I dug a hole and crawled down into it, because I found that, after nearly a year under fire, I could no longer sleep above ground.”

His mom heard the noise and came out to investigate in her nightgown. When she saw her young son curled up in that hole and realized for the first time what he had been through and how it had changed him, she wept. We honestly just have no idea…

Fallout

When I knew John, he was well into his 80s. His wife had already passed years before, and he lived alone. I once asked him if he had struggled to cope with his wartime experiences. He just smiled.

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The last quiet minutes before the ramp went down. John would survive what came next, but as his mother learned the night he came home, the war came back with him. Image: NARA

He said that the nightmares started soon after he came home. He would wake up in the night screaming about the things he had seen and the things he had done. He said it used to scare his poor wife to death.

John said that he still had those nightmares despite its having been more than half a century since the war. He said he would sometimes wake up alone in the night screaming. Then he said that he would realize who he was and where he was and that he was safe, and he would just go back to sleep.

Ruminations

John would have melted into any typical Southern crowd. He didn’t look like anything special. However, the man came home from World War II with two Purple Hearts among his many other combat decorations, having helped wrest control of Europe from a monster.

John spent his professional life in the timber business. He was an active member of his local church and enjoyed tending his expansive vegetable garden. I waved every day I saw him as I passed his house enroute to work. He died at age 88 after a long fruitful life. John was a invisible hero, a true warrior’s warrior hiding, as it were, in plain sight. I was proud to call him my friend.

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