Hello All,
I acquired the wonderful book
Hero of the Angry Sky, edited by Geoffrey L. Rossano, some time ago and found it very interesting. It is the WWI diary and letters of
David S. Ingalls, America's first naval ace and our only naval ace of the First World War. Ingalls, of course, flew Camels with No 213 Sqn RAF. It's a very illuminating and enlightening book. One incident in particular elicited my fascination. We've all heard of various 'blue on blue' actions involving aircraft crews firing on aircraft of their own side by mistake. However, on 1 October 1918, Ingalls reported on a very unusual incident. He and his squadron had recently been involved in many harrowing ground strafing attacks on German troops and installations - which Ingalls absolutely detested, and figured that soon that sort of operation would result in his demise.
On 1 October, he had already completed one early morning 'strafe' and was soon sent out again on another. The "Greene" he mentions is
John Edmund Greene, a highly experienced Canadian who would achieve some 15 victories before his death on 14 October (less than 2 weeks after this incident). Anyway, here's Ingalls' account:
1 October 1918: “A brief respite and off again, this time to take care of some troops reported to be advancing to the front. We were able to get together three flights of four each for this trip, and I led my flight off to the right of Greene’s. He was to lead the squadron. He got off and climbed to 4,000 feet, coasted along, and then I saw Greene lead his flight down. ‘Too soon,’ thinks I. ‘We can’t be over the new lines yet,’ I pondered. Very clearly we could all see a long line of troops marching due east on one of the roads through the sort of swamps abounding there. It looked like a column of eight men abreast and extended probably a mile. To my amazement Greene headed for it. ‘They must be Belgians,’ I thought, though I didn’t know. Down he went and I followed him for a while and then decided, ‘To Hell with it. They must be our men, they see us and don’t run, we’ve not got over the lines.’ So I swung off and paralleled the road watching Greene and the other two flights. They did a good job of it and the troops scattered, many of them too late. ‘Probably I’m wrong,’ thinks I, ‘but any how!’ And I led my boys some miles further east and then down. The ground machine guns assured me of where I was and we picked a village [Gits] and raised Hell there and came home. Then we had a good row over what Greene had bombed for a while, till suddenly the C.O. came in with a message from headquarters that the Belgians had reported an attack by British machines, Camels. Then there was some consternation, but no more talk, and our C.O. reported as all other C.O.s and headquarters advised the Belgians of course the British would not shoot them up and they must be nuts.
Ce la guerre, but we were more careful thereafter.”
I just thought that this might be interesting for our Forum members. Of course, there were other times when Allied fliers actually fired on each other. One of the most famous was on 8 May 1918, when Australian ace G.H. Blaxland of No. 2 Sqn AFC (flying an SE5a) shot down the Spad of Adj. Henri Renault of SPA 86, killing Renault.
The Germans weren't immune to this problem. Olivier Freiherr von Beaulieu-Marconnay was fatally wounded by a Fokker D.VII (said to have been from Jasta 74). The war diaries of many German Fl. Abt. units contain reports of attacks made on their two-seaters by over-eager Jasta pilots. Part of the reason two-seaters carried so many flare cartridges was to signal their own fighters about their nationality.