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Hell Diver
Feb 2, 2010

by Y Kant Ozma Post


History is full of fighters with tremendous balls and little to no concern for their own life and limb. This thread is for those people. Post known or relatively unknown warriors or famous units and throw a picture(s) and description of whatever they did to be particular great/awful/retarded. It's like show and tell but for murderers.

I'll start off with a couple pretty far up the 'no loving way' scale.



Erich 'Bubi' Hartmann

Also known as the Black Devil by Soviet forces, Hartmann was a German fighter ace who, with about 30 months of flying from 1942 to 1945, flew more than 1,400 sorties and scored a ridiculous 352 aerial victories. He was downed 16 times and never seriously injured. He was one of only 28 Germans awarded the Knight's Cross with oak leaves, swords and diamonds.

Hartmann surrendered to the U.S. in 1945, was handed over to the Russians, who falsely accused him of war crimes, and he spent the next decade in Russian prison camps until his release in 1955. He went back to civilian life as a flight instructor an family man and died in 1993 at 71.





Simo Häyhä

AKA the White Death, Simo was a Finnish sniper who, in less than a hundred days of the 39-40 Winter war, amassed 505 confirmed Russian kills using a basic Mosin Nagant (he thought scopes were too unreliable and gave away your position). The Russians were scared so shitless by this little guy (all 5'3'' of him) that they would call in artillery strikes just at the possibility of him operating in an area.

He was finally shot in the jaw by a Russian soldier in 1940 and taken out of action until the winter war ended. He still managed to make a full recovery (though quite a bit uglier) and live out the rest of his days peacefully breeding dogs, hunting, and generally being a cool dude. He died in 2002 at the age of 96.


"You come at the King, you best not miss."

e: Correcting Hartmann's status as properly pimp.

Hell Diver fucked around with this message at Nov 27, 2012 around 19:54

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grover
Jan 23, 2002

PEW PEW PEW







To add another:


Lt. Daniel Inouye

Dan Inouye's platoon was pinned down by 3 German machine guns while attempting to flank a heavily-defended ridge on the Gothic Line in Italy. Inouye was shot in the stomach when he raised up from cover, but still doggedly charged the first position and destroyed it with grenades and his thompson, then lead his men destroying the 2nd machine fun before collapsing from blood loss. Undeterred, after regaining consciousness and refusing aid, he crawled toward the third (and last remaining) machine gun bunker, eventually drawing within 10 yards. When he rose to throw a grenade, he was hit in the right elbow by a german rifle grenade that damned near severed his arm, live grenade, pin-pulled, still clenched in his right fist. He pried the grenade from his own severed right hand and threw it at the Germans as they raised to finish him off, stumbled forward, and killed the remaining germans with his thompson, getting shot again in the leg and finally falling unconscious, and tumbling to the bottom of the ridge. He regained consciousness as his men gathered around him, ordering them back to their positions, shouting "nobody called off the war!"

His arm was soon amputated at a field hospital without anesthesia since the aid station gave him too much morphine. He survived the war for a very successful political career in the US Senate. Fun fact: as president pro tempore of the senate, he's 3rd in line for president, right after John Boehner.

grover fucked around with this message at Nov 24, 2012 around 21:53

iyaayas01
Feb 19, 2010

Perry'd


Regarding Hartmann, after the Soviets released him back to West Germany, he spent 15 years flying as an officer with the post-war Luftwaffe, flying Canadair Sabres and F-104s and commanding Germany's first jet fighter squadron. He was forced into early retirement after pissing off his superiors by publicly calling out the fact that the F-104 was a terrible choice for the low level strike mission (a statement that was borne out by the Luftwaffe's insanely high mishap and fatality rate while operating the Starfighter.)

LEGIT WAR CRIMINAL
Aug 29, 2008

by Y Kant Ozma Post


I think Roy Benavidez will always be my favorite.



Master Sergeant (then Staff Sergeant) Roy P. Benavidez United States Army, who distinguished himself by a series of daring and extremely valorous actions on 2 May 1968 while assigned to Detachment B56, 5th Special Forces Group (Airborne), 1st Special Forces, Republic of Vietnam. On the morning of 2 May 1968, a 12-man Special Forces Reconnaissance Team was inserted by helicopters in a dense jungle area west of Loc Ninh, Vietnam to gather intelligence information about confirmed large-scale enemy activity. This area was controlled and routinely patrolled by the North Vietnamese Army. After a short period of time on the ground, the team met heavy enemy resistance, and requested emergency extraction. Three helicopters attempted extraction, but were unable to land due to intense enemy small arms and anti-aircraft fire. Sergeant Benavidez was at the Forward Operating Base in Loc Ninh monitoring the operation by radio when these helicopters returned to off-load wounded crewmembers and to assess aircraft damage. Sergeant Benavidez voluntarily boarded a returning aircraft to assist in another extraction attempt. Realizing that all the team members were either dead or wounded and unable to move to the pickup zone, he directed the aircraft to a nearby clearing where he jumped from the hovering helicopter, and ran approximately 75 meters under withering small arms fire to the crippled team. Prior to reaching the team's position he was wounded in his right leg, face, and head. Despite these painful injuries, he took charge, repositioning the team members and directing their fire to facilitate the landing of an extraction aircraft, and the loading of wounded and dead team members. He then threw smoke canisters to direct the aircraft to the team's position. Despite his severe wounds and under intense enemy fire, he carried and dragged half of the wounded team members to the awaiting aircraft. He then provided protective fire by running alongside the aircraft as it moved to pick up the remaining team members. As the enemy's fire intensified, he hurried to recover the body and classified documents on the dead team leader. When he reached the leader's body, Sergeant Benavidez was severely wounded by small arms fire in the abdomen and grenade fragments in his back. At nearly the same moment, the aircraft pilot was mortally wounded, and his helicopter crashed. Although in extremely critical condition due to his multiple wounds, Sergeant Benavidez secured the classified documents and made his way back to the wreckage, where he aided the wounded out of the overturned aircraft, and gathered the stunned survivors into a defensive perimeter. Under increasing enemy automatic weapons and grenade fire, he moved around the perimeter distributing water and ammunition to his weary men, reinstilling in them a will to live and fight. Facing a buildup of enemy opposition with a beleaguered team, Sergeant Benavidez mustered his strength, began calling in tactical air strikes and directed the fire from supporting gunships to suppress the enemy's fire and so permit another extraction attempt. He was wounded again in his thigh by small arms fire while administering first aid to a wounded team member just before another extraction helicopter was able to land. His indomitable spirit kept him going as he began to ferry his comrades to the craft. On his second trip with the wounded, he was clubbed from behind by an enemy soldier. In the ensuing hand-to-hand combat, he sustained additional wounds to his head and arms before killing his adversary. He then continued under devastating fire to carry the wounded to the helicopter. Upon reaching the aircraft, he spotted and killed two enemy soldiers who were rushing the craft from an angle that prevented the aircraft door gunner from firing upon them. With little strength remaining, he made one last trip to the perimeter to ensure that all classified material had been collected or destroyed, and to bring in the remaining wounded. Only then, in extremely serious condition from numerous wounds and loss of blood, did he allow himself to be pulled into the extraction aircraft. Sergeant Benavidez' gallant choice to join voluntarily his comrades who were in critical straits, to expose himself constantly to withering enemy fire, and his refusal to be stopped despite numerous severe wounds, saved the lives of at least eight men. His fearless personal leadership, tenacious devotion to duty, and extremely valorous actions in the face of overwhelming odds were in keeping with the highest traditions of the military service, and reflect the utmost credit on him and the United States Army.

Flikken
Oct 22, 2009

I say Old Chum, would you like to go 4 and 12 with me?


LEGIT WAR CRIMINAL posted:

I think Roy Benavidez will always be my favorite.



Master Sergeant (then Staff Sergeant) Roy P. Benavidez United States Army, who distinguished himself by a series of daring and extremely valorous actions on 2 May 1968 while assigned to Detachment B56, 5th Special Forces Group (Airborne), 1st Special Forces, Republic of Vietnam. On the morning of 2 May 1968, a 12-man Special Forces Reconnaissance Team was inserted by helicopters in a dense jungle area west of Loc Ninh, Vietnam to gather intelligence information about confirmed large-scale enemy activity. This area was controlled and routinely patrolled by the North Vietnamese Army. After a short period of time on the ground, the team met heavy enemy resistance, and requested emergency extraction. Three helicopters attempted extraction, but were unable to land due to intense enemy small arms and anti-aircraft fire. Sergeant Benavidez was at the Forward Operating Base in Loc Ninh monitoring the operation by radio when these helicopters returned to off-load wounded crewmembers and to assess aircraft damage. Sergeant Benavidez voluntarily boarded a returning aircraft to assist in another extraction attempt. Realizing that all the team members were either dead or wounded and unable to move to the pickup zone, he directed the aircraft to a nearby clearing where he jumped from the hovering helicopter, and ran approximately 75 meters under withering small arms fire to the crippled team. Prior to reaching the team's position he was wounded in his right leg, face, and head. Despite these painful injuries, he took charge, repositioning the team members and directing their fire to facilitate the landing of an extraction aircraft, and the loading of wounded and dead team members. He then threw smoke canisters to direct the aircraft to the team's position. Despite his severe wounds and under intense enemy fire, he carried and dragged half of the wounded team members to the awaiting aircraft. He then provided protective fire by running alongside the aircraft as it moved to pick up the remaining team members. As the enemy's fire intensified, he hurried to recover the body and classified documents on the dead team leader. When he reached the leader's body, Sergeant Benavidez was severely wounded by small arms fire in the abdomen and grenade fragments in his back. At nearly the same moment, the aircraft pilot was mortally wounded, and his helicopter crashed. Although in extremely critical condition due to his multiple wounds, Sergeant Benavidez secured the classified documents and made his way back to the wreckage, where he aided the wounded out of the overturned aircraft, and gathered the stunned survivors into a defensive perimeter. Under increasing enemy automatic weapons and grenade fire, he moved around the perimeter distributing water and ammunition to his weary men, reinstilling in them a will to live and fight. Facing a buildup of enemy opposition with a beleaguered team, Sergeant Benavidez mustered his strength, began calling in tactical air strikes and directed the fire from supporting gunships to suppress the enemy's fire and so permit another extraction attempt. He was wounded again in his thigh by small arms fire while administering first aid to a wounded team member just before another extraction helicopter was able to land. His indomitable spirit kept him going as he began to ferry his comrades to the craft. On his second trip with the wounded, he was clubbed from behind by an enemy soldier. In the ensuing hand-to-hand combat, he sustained additional wounds to his head and arms before killing his adversary. He then continued under devastating fire to carry the wounded to the helicopter. Upon reaching the aircraft, he spotted and killed two enemy soldiers who were rushing the craft from an angle that prevented the aircraft door gunner from firing upon them. With little strength remaining, he made one last trip to the perimeter to ensure that all classified material had been collected or destroyed, and to bring in the remaining wounded. Only then, in extremely serious condition from numerous wounds and loss of blood, did he allow himself to be pulled into the extraction aircraft. Sergeant Benavidez' gallant choice to join voluntarily his comrades who were in critical straits, to expose himself constantly to withering enemy fire, and his refusal to be stopped despite numerous severe wounds, saved the lives of at least eight men. His fearless personal leadership, tenacious devotion to duty, and extremely valorous actions in the face of overwhelming odds were in keeping with the highest traditions of the military service, and reflect the utmost credit on him and the United States Army.

He stepped on a land mine a few years prior too.

Hell Diver
Feb 2, 2010

by Y Kant Ozma Post


Yeah, any dude who steps on a landmine, decides to go be SF after recovering from what doctors expected to be permanently crippling injuries and then goes and does some poo poo like that is pretty fuckin amazing.


To go ahead and get him out of the way:

Jack Churchill AKA That crazy fucker with a sword

Jack Churchill is one of those dudes who could have probably made women pregnant by smiling at them.

Apparently a diehard Dungeons & Dragons enthusiast, Jack Churchill is the only person to have a confirmed longbow kill in WWII, as he shot a German sergeant to signal his regiment to attack. He was also notable for carrying a basket hilt broadsword, joining the British Commandos because 'it sounded dangerous', and playing the bagpipes into battle such as when he exited a landing craft during Operation Archery. He of course promptly threw a grenade after finishing his tune and charged.

The last surviving member of his Commando unit after a raid gone wrong, Churchill was knocked unconscious by grenades as he was playing the pipes while the Germans advanced on his position. He was later transferred to a concentration camp where he naturally escaped and was later recaptured while he was walking to the Baltic. Finally released in 1945, Churchill was en route to Burma to fight the Japanese when he heard we'd nuked them and the war was over. He was quoted as saying: 'If it wasn't for those drat Yanks, we could have kept the war going another 10 years.'

In his later years he taught the Australian military warfare tactics and developed a love of surfing. He died in 1996 at 89 years old, most likely while fighting a dragon.

EVA BRAUN BLOWJOBS
Feb 15, 2005

Puttin' on the Reich


Gary Gordon and Randy Shugart:





Both volunteered to enter a situation they knew they would not come back from.

Gary's MoH citation:

quote:

Master Sergeant Gordon, United States Army, distinguished himself by actions above and beyond the call of duty on 3 October 1993, while serving as Sniper Team Leader, United States Army Special Operations Command with Task Force Ranger in Mogadishu, Somalia. Master Sergeant Gordon's sniper team provided precision fire from the lead helicopter during an assault and at two helicopter crash sites, while subjected to intense automatic weapons and rocket propelled grenade fires. When Master Sergeant Gordon learned that ground forces were not immediately available to secure the second crash site, he and another sniper unhesitatingly volunteered to be inserted to protect the four critically wounded personnel, despite being well aware of the growing number of enemy personnel closing in on the site. After his third request to be inserted, Master Sergeant Gordon received permission to perform his volunteer mission. When debris and enemy ground fires at the site caused them to abort the first attempt, Master Sergeant Gordon was inserted one hundred meters south of the crash site. Equipped with only his sniper rifle and a pistol, Master Sergeant Gordon and his fellow sniper, while under intense small arms fire from the enemy, fought their way through a dense maze of shanties and shacks to reach the critically injured crew members. Master Sergeant Gordon immediately pulled the pilot and the other crew members from the aircraft, establishing a perimeter which placed him and his fellow sniper in the most vulnerable position. Master Sergeant Gordon used his long range rifle and side arm to kill an undetermined number of attackers until he depleted his ammunition. Master Sergeant Gordon then went back to the wreckage, recovering some of the crew's weapons and ammunition. Despite the fact that he was critically low on ammunition, he provided some of it to the dazed pilot and then radioed for help. Master Sergeant Gordon continued to travel the perimeter, protecting the downed crew. After his team member was fatally wounded and his own rifle ammunition exhausted, Master Sergeant Gordon returned to the wreckage, recovering a rifle with the last five rounds of ammunition and gave it to the pilot with the words, "good luck." Then, armed only with his pistol, Master Sergeant Gordon continued to fight until he was fatally wounded. His actions saved the pilot's life. In total 50 Somalian bodies were found at the location. Master Sergeant Gordon's extraordinary heroism and devotion to duty were in keeping with the highest standards of military service and reflect great credit upon him, his unit and the United States Army.

Randy's MoH citation:

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Sergeant First Class Shughart, United States Army, distinguished himself by actions above and beyond the call of duty on 3 October 1993, while serving as a Sniper Team Member, United States Army Special Operations Command with Task Force Ranger in Mogadishu, Somalia. Sergeant First Class Shughart provided precision sniper fires from the lead helicopter during an assault on a building and at two helicopter crash sites, while subjected to intense automatic weapons and rocket propelled grenade fires. While providing critical suppressive fires at the second crash site, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader learned that ground forces were not immediately available to secure the site. Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader unhesitatingly volunteered to be inserted to protect the four critically wounded personnel, despite being well aware of the growing number of enemy personnel closing in on the site. After their third request to be inserted, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader received permission to perform this volunteer mission. When debris and enemy ground fires at the site caused them to abort the first attempt, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader were inserted one hundred meters south of the crash site. Equipped with only his sniper rifle and a pistol, Sergeant First Class Shughart and his team leader, while under intense fire from the enemy, fought their way through a dense maze of shanties and shacks to reach the critically injured crew members. Sergeant First Class Shughart pulled the pilot and the other crew members from the aircraft, establishing a perimeter which placed him and his fellow sniper in the most vulnerable position. Sergeant First Class Shughart used his long range rifle and side arm to kill an undetermined number of attackers while traveling the perimeter, protecting the downed crew. Sergeant First Class Shughart continued his protective fire until he depleted his ammunition and was fatally wounded. His actions saved the pilot's life. Sergeant First Class Shughart's extraordinary heroism and devotion to duty were in keeping with the highest standards of military service and reflect great credit upon him, his unit and the United States Army.

BadgerMan45
Dec 30, 2009


Hell Diver posted:



Simo Häyhä

AKA the White Death, Simo was a Finnish sniper who, in less than a hundred days of the 39-40 Winter war, amassed 505 confirmed Russian kills using a basic Mosin Nagant

To make this even more ridiculous, also killed another 200 Russians with a Suomi SMG.

Butch Banner
Dec 14, 2006
The pinnacle of masculitinity



Roman von Ungern-Sternberg

A russian white officer conquering mongolia during the civil war, the last instance of a country being invaded by a force all mounted on horses. Leading from the front on a white horse and in traditional mongolian clothing, he was known as "the mad baron of Mongolia". Ungern would allso foreshadow the nazis in paranoid occult antisemitism and industrial genocide.

On the taking of Urga from wikipedia:

quote:

Ungern's troops crossed the northern border of Outer Mongolia on October 1, 1920 and moved south-westwards.[15] Ungern entered negotiations with the Chinese military. All of his demands, including disarmament of the Chinese troops were rejected. On October 26–27 and again on November 2–4, 1920 Ungern's troops assaulted Mongolia's capital, Urga (official name at that time was Niislel Khuree; now Ulaanbaatar) but suffered tremendous losses. The Chinese had tightened their control of Outer Mongolia by this time, strictly regulating Buddhist services in monasteries and imprisoning Russians and Mongols who were considered "separatists". After the defeat, Ungern's troops retreated to the upper currents of the Kherleen River in Setsenkhaan Aimag (district ruled by princes with the title Setsen Khan) of in eastern Outer Mongolia. He was supported by Mongols who sought independence from Chinese occupation. Bogd Khan secretly sent Ungern his blessing for expelling Chinese from Mongolia. According to memoirs by M.G. Tornovsky, the Asiatic Division numbered 1460 men, while the Chinese garrison was seven thousand men strong. The Chinese had a big advantage in artillery and machine guns, and had built a network of trenches in and around Urga.[16]

On February 1, 1921, Ungern's detachment, led by B.P. Rezukhin, captured Chinese front-line fortifications. Other troops moved to Urga and to the Manjushri Khiid Monastery on the Bogd Uul mountain south of Urga. On February 2, Ungern's troops, after battles, captured other Chinese front lines and secured parts of Urga.[17] During the battle Ungern's special detachment of Tibetans, Mongols, Buryats and Russians rescued the Bogd Gegeen from house arrest and transported him through the Bogd Uul to Manjushri Khiid Monastery. On February 3, Ungern gave his soldiers a respite. Borrowing a tactic from Genghis Khan, Ungern ordered his troops to light a large number of camp fires in the hills surrounding Urga, using them as reference points for Rezukhin's detachment. This also made the town appear to be surrounded by an overwhelming force.[18] On February 4, Ungern launched a major assault on remaining Chinese positions in Urga from the east, capturing the most fortified positions at the barracks and the Chinese trade settlement (Chinese: 買賣城, Maimaicheng). The entire capital was finally taken after several fierce battles, although a part of Chinese troops had abandoned the town earlier. Nevertheless, small battles continued through February 5.

On keeping disipline:

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Dmitri Pershin, the local bank director, heard an even more incredible account. Ungeren had gone in to scout the town at night, for some reason choosing to ride his white horse and wearing a favouritte cherry-red jacket. Riding back to his troops, he saw a Chinese sentry asleep on duty by the prison. This slacking, even by an enemy, so disgusted him that he dismounted and began to smack the unfortunate man with his cane, yelling at him in pidgin Chinese that he had neglected his duties as a solidier, and that he, Baron Ungern, was taking the time to punish him personally.
- James Palmer, The bloody white baron

Click Beelay
Oct 13, 2011




Charles Hazlitt Upham

Guy was a machine, one of only three people ever to be awarded the Victoria Cross twice. Seriously the dude's wikipedia page (or the cited newspaper articles) read like the synopsis of a Battlefield or Call of Duty campaign:

London Gazette, 14 October 1941 posted:

He commanded a forward platoon in the attack on Maleme on 22nd May and fought his way forward for over 3,000 yards unsupported by any other arms and against a defence strongly organised in depth. During this operation his platoon destroyed numerous enemy posts but on three occasions sections were temporarily held up.

In the first case, under a heavy fire from a machine gun nest he advanced to close quarters with pistol and grenades, so demoralizing the occupants that his section was able to "mop up" with ease.

Another of his sections was then held up by two machine guns in a house. He went in and placed a grenade through a window, destroying the crew of one machine gun and several others, the other machine gun being silenced by the fire of his sections.

In the third case he crawled to within 15 yards of an M.G. post and killed the gunners with a grenade.

When his Company withdrew from Maleme he helped to carry a wounded man out under fire, and together with another officer rallied more men together to carry other wounded men out.

He was then sent to bring in a company which had become isolated. With a Corporal he went through enemy territory over 600 yards, killing two Germans on the way, found the company, and brought it back to the Battalion's new position. But for this action it would have been completely cut off.

During the following two days his platoon occupied an exposed position on forward slopes and was continuously under fire. Second Lieutenant Upham was blown over by one mortar shell, and painfully wounded by a piece of shrapnel behind the left shoulder, by another. He disregarded this wound and remained on duty. He also received a bullet in the foot which he later removed in Egypt.

At Galatas on 25th May his platoon was heavily engaged and came under severe mortar and machine-gun fire. While his platoon stopped under cover of a ridge Second-Lieutenant Upham went forward, observed the enemy and brought the platoon forward when the Germans advanced. They killed over 40 with fire and grenades and forced the remainder to fall back.

When his platoon was ordered to retire he sent it back under the platoon Sergeant and he went back to warn other troops that they were being cut off. When he came out himself he was fired on by two Germans. He fell and shammed dead, then crawled into a position and having the use of only one arm rested his rifle in the fork of a tree and as the Germans came forward he killed them both. The second to fall actually hit the muzzle of the rifle as he fell.

On 30th May at Sphakia his platoon was ordered to deal with a party of the enemy which had advanced down a ravine to near Force Headquarters. Though in an exhausted condition he climbed the steep hill to the west of the ravine, placed his men in positions on the slope overlooking the ravine and himself went to the top with a Bren Gun and two riflemen. By clever tactics he induced the enemy party to expose itself and then at a range of 500 yards shot 22 and caused the remainder to disperse in panic.

During the whole of the operations he suffered from dysentery and was able to eat very little, in addition to being wounded and bruised.
He showed superb coolness, great skill and dash and complete disregard of danger. His conduct and leadership inspired his whole platoon to fight magnificently throughout, and in fact was an inspiration to the Battalion.

quote:

In spite of being twice wounded, once when crossing open ground swept by enemy fire to inspect his forward sections guarding our mine-fields and again when he completely destroyed an entire truck load of German soldiers with hand grenades, Captain Upham insisted on remaining with his men to take part in the final assault.

Jedit
Dec 10, 2011

Proudly representing vanilla Legends since 1994


Click Beelay posted:


Charles Hazlitt Upham

Guy was a machine, one of only three people ever to be awarded the Victoria Cross twice.

And the only one to survive doing it. I was going to post him, thanks for saving me the job.

You forgot to mention the fun he had after he was captured, though. He jumped from a truck of prisoners and covered a quarter mile on a broken ankle before he was caught, then tried to escape from a POW camp in broad daylight and when caught and held at gunpoint, responded to the guard's order to come down by lighting a cigarette. He ended up in Colditz, and when the Americans liberated and arranged to send the prisoners back to Allied territory Upham instead asked to join up with the US troops and carry on fighting.

The other Kiwi worthy of mention in this thread is Lloyd Trigg VC, who won the Victoria Cross when he engaged a German U-boat after his bomber was set on fire. Rather than break off, he continued his attack run and bombed the submarine at point blank range before crashing into the sea. Thing is, though, there were no Allied witnesses - his plane was lost with all hands and never found. Trigg's citation for the VC came at the recommendation of the German U-boat commander, who was rescued after he and a few of his crew made it onto a dinghy that had fallen from Trigg's plane during its final descent. It remains the only time that a VC has been awarded solely on the recommendation of an enemy soldier.

grover
Jan 23, 2002

PEW PEW PEW







Hernán Cortés has, perhaps, the biggest balls of any military leader in history.



Cortes, living in just-conqurered Cuba, watched two expeditions to Mexico fail miserably. The first, under Hernandez de Cordoba, embarked with 100 men and suffered 100% casualties: over 50 of his men were killed by natives and every single man was wounded, most of them multiple times. A second expedition with 300 men under Juan de Grijalva met a similar fate every time they landed. Cortes, however, was not dissuaded, and was determined to conquer this newly discovered land and gain it’s vast wealth. He gathered 300 men and sweet-talked the governer of cuba to give him six ships and to bankroll the expedition. When the governor of Cuba changed his mind after Cortes’ departure, and sent men to arrest Cortes and force him to return, Cortes instead convinced them to join his expedition!

Cortes landed in what is today Mexico with 600 men (including the sailors), 11 ships, 16 horses, 13 muskets and 33 crossbows; most of the men were armed only with spears and swords, and many had no military training. They had some metal armor, but most soon replaced it with cotton cuirasses of native make. He was facing an Aztec empire of 15 million people. Soon after landing, his force was set upon by tens of thousands of natives, and barely staved off the attacks. Cortes was frequently engaged personally, often leading devastatingly effective cavalry charges with his paltry number of horses.

An account of part of one of the early battles, this one against the Tabascans:

Bernal Diaz, one of Cortes' soldiers posted:

The Indians were already moving forward in search of us, when we came up with them: every one had a large bunch of feathers on his head, a cotton cuirass on, and their faces were daubed with white, black, and red colours. Besides having drums and trumpets, they were armed with huge bows and arrows, shields, lances, and large broadswords [wooden blades with obsidian edges]; they had also bodies of slingers, and others armed with poles hardened in the fire. The Indians were in such vast numbers that they completely filled the bean fields, and immediately fell upon us on all sides at once, like furious dogs. Their attack was so impetuous, so numerous were the arrows, stones, and lances with which they greeted us, that above seventy of our men were wounded in no time, and one named Saldaña, was struck by an arrow in the ear, and instantly dropt down dead. With like fury they rushed at us with their pikes, at the same time pouring forth showers of arrows, and continually wounding our men. However, we fully repaid them with our crossbows, muskets, and heavy cannon, cutting right and left among them with our swords. By this means we forced them to give ground a little, but only that they might shower forth their arrows at a greater distance, where they thought themselves more secure from our arms. Even then our artilleryman Mesa made terrible havoc among them, standing as they did crowded together and within reach of the cannon, so that he could fire among them to his heart's content. Notwithstanding the destruction we made among their ranks, we could not put them to flight. I now remarked to our commander Diego de Ordas that we should rush forward upon the Indians and close with them. My motive for advising this was, because I saw that they merely retreated from fear of our swords, but still continued to annoy us at a distance with arrows, lances, and large stones. De Ordas, however, considered this not expedient, as the enemy's numbers were so vast that every single man of us would have had to encounter 300 of the enemy at once.

There are many modern accounts downplaying Cortes victories, claiming the Aztecs were decimated by disease and that Cortes’s native allies formed the bulk of his army, but these reports bely the truth that smallpox was not introduced to the new world until later in the conquest, and that Cortes’ native allies were largely porters and the bulk of the battles were fought by Spanish troops, not their allied warriors. Cortes certainly didn’t have any native help during these early engagements.



So, after a number of battles like this and seeing virtually all of his force wounded multiple times, what does Cortes do? He burns the loving ships. Scuttles all but one, which he packs full of gold and booty and sends it off to Spain. Takes the 15 cannons and everything useable from them, adds the sailors to his army, and leaving 100 men to found a colony (Vera Cruz), marches right on the capitol city of Tenochtitlan, a fortress island city in a giant lake (Mexico City today) with a standing army of 200,000 warriors with naught but his small force of men and about 3000 conquered (and now allied) native warriors and porters. After fighting numerous more battles and ambushes, Cortes is welcomed into the city by the Emperor, Moctezuma, and take up residence in one of Moctezuma’s palaces. When Cortes learns that it was a trap, and that Moctezuma had just attacked Vera Cruz, he takes Moctezuma hostage in his own palace, essentially placing him under house arrest in his royal apartments and seemingly allowing him to continue rule as normal, while really extorting the Emperor to bend to his will. Including punishing the generals that attacked Vera Cruz. As Diaz states of this, “At last, we even fearlessly burn some of his generals to death in front of his own palace, and throw the monarch himself in chains while this was being executed!”

While this is occurring, the governor of Cuba sends an expedition under Panfilo de Narvaez with 1,400 men, 80 horses, 20 cannon, and 150 crossbows and muskets for the express purpose of arresting Cortes and assuming control of the conquest. Cortes leaves 200 men to guard Moctezuma, marches back to the coast, and proceeds to crush Narvaez’s far superior force. He convinces Narvaez’s men to join him and hurridly marches the bulk back into the center of Tenochtitlan where the men he left had launched a preemptive attack (aka massacre) during a religious festival, and were now besieged and under heavy attack. Unable to break out due to the overwhelming number of Aztecs, Cortes found himself besieged and under constant attack for weeks.

One of the battles in Tenochtitlan:

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As soon as day had fully broken forth, we commended ourselves to the Almighty, and sallied out with our war-towers. This time again we killed a great number of the enemy; but with all our fighting we could not force them to yield ground, and if they had fought courageously the two previous days, they stood the more firm this time, and fought desperately. We however determined, if it were even to cost us all our lives, to push forward to the great temple of Huitzilopochtli. I will not detail the severe struggle we had against one house in particular, which was very strongly fortified, nor the critical position our horse were placed in. For whenever our cavalry galloped in upon the enemy's ranks, our horses were assailed by so many arrows, stones and lances, that they were immediately covered with wounds; while their riders, however courageously they fought, could make but little impression upon the foe. If they pushed further on, the Mexicans either jumped into the canals or into the lake, where the cavalry could not follow them, and where a whole forest of lances stared them in the face: equally fruitless were all our attempts to set fire to their houses, or pull them down, as they stood, in the midst of the water, and were connected to each other by drawbridges only. If at times we did succeed in firing a house, it took a whole day in burning down, nor did the fire spread, from the buildings being at too great distance from each other, and their being surrounded by water, so that all our efforts that way completely failed. At last we succeeded in fighting our way up to the foot of the great temple, but at that instant a body of above four thousand of the enemy rushed up the steps for its defence; besides that, other troops were already stationed on the top of this building, armed with long lances, stones and arrows. For a length of time the guns of our towers and the attacks of our cavalry could make no impression on the enemy, while our horses were scarcely able to step firmly on the smooth pavement of the court yards, but every moment slipped out and fell down. Though our cannon mowed down ten or fifteen of the enemy at a time, and a great many others were cut down by our sabres, yet their numbers were so vast that we could not beat them back, we therefore now determined to quit our towers, which were almost broken into pieces; and leaving them at the foot of the temple, we began fighting our way up the steps of the building.

Here Cortes displayed astonishing courage, though this, I may say, was never wanting in him. What a bloody and terrific conflict was this! The reader should have seen how we were covered with blood and wounds! Above forty of our men lay dead at our feet; but at last, with the aid of Providence, we succeeded in reaching the point where we had erected the image of the holy Virgin. It was, however, no longer there; for Motecusuma, as we subsequently learnt, had either, out of veneration or fear, taken it away, and put it carefully by. We now set fire to the Mexican idols, and part of the chapel was on this occasion burnt down, with Huitzilopochtli and Tetzcatlipuca. While we were occupied with this work, the battle on the platform continued without intermission; for here stood a number of priests, and more than three or four thousand of the principal Mexicans, who fell upon us with great fury, and even beat us back again down the steps of the temple. Nor was it these alone who here set upon us; but numbers of warriors also annoyed us from the landings and battlements of this building, so that we scarcely knew which way to turn our arms.
During several weeks of constant battle, Moctezuma is killed (by Spanish accounts, stoned by his own people as he stood atop the rampart trying to negotiate peace) and Cortes ultimately makes a desperate night escape a murderous gauntlet through the fortified city and along a narrow mile-long causeway surrounded by thousands of canoes with tens of thousands of archers, losing 870 men, all his cannon, most of his arms and 1200 of his 2000 native allies in what was dubbed “the night of sorrows”. Another 72 Spanish were killed in separate attacks at the coast, and Cortes’s surviving force desperately repelled another attack by a massive number of enemy during their retreat to the coast. “Cortes, Oli, Alvarado (who had borrowed a horse from one of Narvaez's men), and Sandoval, though all covered with wounds, were always present where the danger was greatest. Neither did Cortes omit to cheer us on by the most animating words, and to bring under our notice what a fine booty we should make of the enemy's rich apparel and ornamental weapons.” Cortes returned to the coast with 440 men, with just 7 muskets between them, and only wet powder.



So what did Cortes do? He immediately started planning to march back and conquer Tenochtitlan. After all, “Our troops, Cortes said, were now dwindled down again to the same number of men with which we had first set sail from Cuba, and entered the city of Mexico.” 420 Spanish with 6 cross-bows and 17 horse, and 4000 allied warriors began a campaign. Cortes was aided with the fortuitous arrival of reinforcements (a small vessel of one of his political foes, which Cortes’ men captured through subterfuge and integrated the 13 soldiers, 2 horses – and stores of dry powder- into the army), and later a few more ships with about 150 men intended to reinforce Narvaez. His carpenters constructed 12 brigantines which Cortes’ native allies carried in pieces to a canal connecting with giant lake surrounding Tenochtitlan. With these brigantines assembled, and crewed, Cortes was finally able to counter the canoe-borne troops that wrought such casualties upon his men during the night of sorrows. His men not on the brigantines were split into three divisions, each assaulting a different causeway. The siege lasted 93 days of constant heavy fighting, with Cortes’ men advancing daily across the causeways, tearing down houses and using them to fill in canals, then retreating back each night to find every morning the Aztecs had dug them back out. One particularly bad day for the Spanish:

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Cortes, with his division, had fought his way across a very deep opening, of which the opposite sides were merely connected by an extremely narrow path, and which the artful Mexicans had purposely so contrived, as they justly foresaw what would take place.

Cortes, with the whole of his division, now sure of victory, vigorously pursued the enemy, who from time to time faced about, to fly their arrows and lances at him; but all this was a mere stratagem on their part, to entice Cortes further into the city; and this object was entirely accomplished.

The wheel of fortune now suddenly turned against Cortes, and the joyous feelings of victory were changed into bitter mourning; for while he was eager in pursuit of the enemy, with every appearance of victory, it so happened that his officers never thought to fill up the large opening which they had crossed. The Mexicans had taken care to lessen the width of the causeway, which in some places was covered with water, and at others with a great depth of mud and mire. When the Mexicans saw that Cortes had passed the fatal opening without filling it up, their object was gained. An immense body of troops, with numbers of canoes, which lay concealed for this purpose in places where the brigantines could not get at them, now suddenly rushed forth from their hiding places, and fell upon this ill-fated division with incredible fierceness, accompanied by the most fearful yells. It was impossible for the men to make any stand against this overwhelming power, and nothing now remained for our men but to close their ranks firmly, and commence a retreat. But the enemy kept rushing on in such crowds, that our men, just as they had retreated as far back as the dangerous opening, gave up all further resistance, and fled precipitately. Cortes indeed strove to rally his men, and cried out to them, "Stand! stand firm, gentlemen! is it thus you turn your backs upon the enemy?" But all his commands were fruitless here, and every one strove to save his own life. Now the awful consequences of the neglect to fill up the opening in the causeway began to show themselves. In front of the narrow path, which the canoes had now broken down, the Mexicans wounded Cortes in the leg, took sixty Spaniards prisoners, and killed six horses. Several Mexican chiefs had already laid hands on our general, but with great exertion he tore himself from their grasp, and at the same moment the brave Christobal de Olea (who must not be confounded with Christobal de Oli) came up to his assistance, cut down one of the Mexican chiefs who had seized hold of Cortes, and rescued his general, by cutting his way through the enemy sword in hand, assisted by another excellent soldier, called Lerma. But this heroic deed cost Olea his life, and Lerma was very nigh sharing a like fate. During this dubious conflict for the rescue of our general's person several other of our men had by degrees hastened up to his assistance, who, though themselves covered with wounds, boldly risked their lives for Cortes. Antonio de Quiñones, the captain of his guards, had likewise hastened up; they now succeeded in dragging Cortes out of the water, and, placing him on the back of a horse, he reached a place of safety. At this instant his major-domo, Christobal de Guzman, came up with another horse for him; but the Mexicans, who had become excessively daring, took him prisoner, and instantly carried him into the presence of Quauhtemoctzin. The enemy in the meantime pursued Cortes and his troops up to their very encampment, hooting and yelling most fearfully.

We under Alvarado had likewise advanced along our causeway with like confidence of victory; but, when we least expected it, an immense body of Mexicans, completely clothed in their military costume, rushed out upon us with the most dissonant howls, and threw at our feet five bloody heads of our countrymen, whom they had captured of Cortes' division. "See these heads!" they cried; "we mean to kill you all in the same way we have [Cortes] and Sandoval, with the whole of their troops! These are some of their heads; you will certainly know them again." Under these and similar threats they continued to surround us on all sides, and fell so furiously upon us that all our courageous fighting was to no purpose: yet they were unable to break through our firmly closed ranks, and we began to retreat with a steady step, after we had sent the Tlascallans in advance to clear the causeway and the dangerous passages. The Tlascallans, at the sight of the five bleeding heads, had really credited the enemy's shout of triumph, that [Cortes], with Sandoval and all their teules, had been killed; and they were seized with sudden terror.
Slowly, Cortes constricted his siege lines and after more than 3 months of battle, captured the Aztec Emperor as he tried to escape by canoe. Thus, Cortes gained dominion of a massive empire of millions, with a paltry force that rose and fell with casualties and “reinforcements” of captured political foes, and rarely numbered more than a few hundred Spanish at any given time. He went on to pacify much of New Spain and opened up the floodgates for colonists that cemented his conquest.

Memoirs of the Conquistador Bernal Diaz del Castillo is a free kindle ebook and fantastic read, btw.

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Douglas Bader

This guy had both legs amputated in a plane crash then proceeded to become an Ace fighter pilot got captured and sent to Colditz escaped and managed to do it again.



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Douglas Bader, the son of a soldier who died as a result of the wounds suffered in the First World War, was born in London in 1910. A good student, Bader won a scholarship to St Edward's School in Oxford. An excellent sportsman, Bader won a place to the RAF College in Cranwell where he captained the Rugby team and was a champion boxer.

Bader was commissioned as an officer in the Royal Air Force in 1930 but after only 18 months he crashed his aeroplane and as a result of the accident had to have both legs amputated.

Discharged from the RAF he found work with the Asiatic Petroleum Company. On the outbreak of the Second World War was allowed to rejoin the RAF.

A member of 222 Squadron, Bader took part in the operation over Dunkirk and showed his ability by bringing down a Messerschmitt Bf109 and a Heinkel He111.

Bader was now promoted by Air Vice Marshal Trafford Leigh-Mallory and was given command of 242 Squadron, which had suffered 50 per cent casualties in just a couple of weeks. Determined to raise morale, Bader made dramatic changes to the organization. This upset those in authority and was ordered to appear before Hugh Dowding, the head of Fighter Command.

The squadron's first sortie during the Battle of Britain on 30th August, 1940, resulted in the shooting down of 12 German aircraft over the Channel in just over an hour. Bader himself was responsible for downing two Messerschmitt 110.

Bader had strong ideas on tactics and did not always follow orders. He took the view that RAF fighters should be sent out to meet the German planes before they reached Britain. Hugh Dowding rejected this strategy as he believed it would take too long to organise.

Air Vice Marshal Keith Park, the commander of No. 11 Fighter Group, also complained complained that Bader's squadron should have done more to protect the air bases in his area instead of going off hunting for German aircraft to shoot down.

When William Sholto Douglas became head of Fighter Command, he developed what became known as the Big Wing strategy. This involved large formations of fighter aircraft deployed in mass sweeps against the Luftwaffe over the English Channel and northern Europe. Although RAF pilots were able to bring down a large number of German aircraft, critics claimed that they were not always available during emergencies and prime targets became more vulnerable to bombing attacks.

This strategy suited Bader and during the summer of 1941 he obtained 12 kills. His 23 victories made him the fifth highest ace in the RAF. However, on 9th August 1941, he suffered a mid-air collision down near Le Touquet, France. He parachuted to the ground but both his artificial legs were badly damaged.

Bader was taken to a hospital and with the help of a French nurse managed to escape. He reached the home of a local farmer but was soon arrested and sent to a prison camp. After several attempts to escape he was sent to Colditz.

Bader was freed at the end of the Second World War and when he returned to Britain he was promoted to group captain. He left the Royal Air Force in 1946 and became managing director of Shell Aircraft until 1969 when he left to become a member of the Civil Aviation Authority Board.

Mike-o
Dec 25, 2004

Fuck you kid I'm an airplane.


I just wanted to add that Erich Hartmann was never shot down. He was only ever forced down due to mechanical failure or damage from flying through the debris of planes he shot down.

Godholio
Aug 28, 2002

tighten up tone down tuen thuen

grover posted:

Memoirs of the Conquistador Bernal Diaz del Castillo is a free kindle ebook and fantastic read, btw.

There's some more modern scholarship that suggests Cortes wasn't quite so badass. I highly suggest Ross Hassig's "War, Politics, and the Conquest of Mexico," which was chapter nine of War in the Early Modern World, 1450-1815 by Jeremy Black. It may be reprinted elsewhere, I don't know.

Basically Diaz provided the most detailed firsthand account...and there are NO accounts from the Aztec side. The extremely short version is that the Spaniards were days away from annihilation in those early attacks (where they had no local support). Yet somehow we're expected to believe that a city of tens of thousands (the Totonacs)then surrendered to him willingly. Cortes was also brilliant enough to understand the political climate, the position of his new city and its neighbors, and how to employ native armies immediately. OR, we can expect that Cortes was smart enough to know that he was effectively beaten and had no chance to survive but to accept a role as part of the Totonac army. Native combat was very prone to stalemate...it required a break through the enemy lines and exploitation to expand the fight behind the enemy and turn the flanks while they struggled to close the breach. The Spaniards had no way of doing this...their firepower and horses could open a breach but they didn't have enough men to exploit it. They became shock troops in a native army. The article/chapter basically hits the high points of the entire campaign and effectively refutes any suggestion that Cortes was the brains behind the operation.

Diaz's book is still a fantastic read, though.

And the impact of smallpox is still very much under debate. It was definitely there (and killed several prominent individuals), but there was no mention of it being a significant factor to the population until decades later. Diaz mentions it only once, and his paragraph is almost verbatim taken from an account written by someone who arrived years after the fall of the Aztecs. Diaz wrote his book when he was in his 80s iirc, not during or immediately after the campaign

Godholio fucked around with this message at Nov 27, 2012 around 21:17

grover
Jan 23, 2002

PEW PEW PEW







Godholio posted:

There's some more modern scholarship that suggests Cortes wasn't quite so badass. I highly suggest Ross Hassig's "War, Politics, and the Conquest of Mexico," which was chapter nine of War in the Early Modern World, 1450-1815 by Jeremy Black. It may be reprinted elsewhere, I don't know.

Basically Diaz provided the most detailed firsthand account...and there are NO accounts from the Aztec side. The extremely short version is that the Spaniards were days away from annihilation in those early attacks (where they had no local support). Yet somehow we're expected to believe that a city of tens of thousands (the Totonacs)then surrendered to him willingly. Cortes was also brilliant enough to understand the political climate, the position of his new city and its neighbors, and how to employ native armies immediately. OR, we can expect that Cortes was smart enough to know that he was effectively beaten and had no chance to survive but to accept a role as part of the Totonac army. Native combat was very prone to stalemate...it required a break through the enemy lines and exploitation to expand the fight behind the enemy and turn the flanks while they struggled to close the breach. The Spaniards had no way of doing this...their firepower and horses could open a breach but they didn't have enough men to exploit it. They became shock troops in a native army. The article/chapter basically hits the high points of the entire campaign and effectively refutes any suggestion that Cortes was the brains behind the operation.

Diaz's book is still a fantastic read, though.

And the impact of smallpox is still very much under debate. It was definitely there (and killed several prominent individuals), but there was no mention of it being a significant factor to the population until decades later. Diaz mentions it only once, and his paragraph is almost verbatim taken from an account written by someone who arrived years after the fall of the Aztecs. Diaz wrote his book when he was in his 80s iirc, not during or immediately after the campaign
There's quite a bit of history from the Aztec side, actually. Nothing so detailed as Bernal Diaz, but what the Aztecs write pretty much corroborates the history as written by the Spanish. And it's not just Diaz, but letters written during the campain by Cortes and his officers, and account written by Cortes' political foes and so on- this was not a one sided whitewashing, many of the authors full intent was to denounce and crucify Cortes but that said nothing of the sort you're talking about. It doesn't pass the bullshit test; if Cortes was but a pawn in the Totonac army, how did the Spanish end up ruling Mexico? What were they doing while Cortes had Moctezuma prisoner? Why did they give up human sacrifices and reject their own religion and throw down captured temples and take up Christianity?

The Spanish weapons and tactics gave them a marked advantage, as they were durable and designed to kill. If a Spaniard and Aztec crossed swords, the obsidian blade shattered but the steel blade did not. The cotton armor used by both sides was rather effective against Aztec weapons, but not the least bit effective against swords, muskets, crossbows or cannon. Tactics played a major role, too; the Aztec's main interest was in capturing prisoners, specifically the opposing king: if the king was captured, the war was won. Trying to capture the Spanish vice killing them as quickly as possible left them open and extremely vulnerable. We do see tactics change later in later years as the conquest moved south, and the Spanish took heavy casualties as a result.

Another local custom heavily exploited by the Spanish was that of porters: if travelers requested porters, they were obliged to provide them. Thousands upon thousands of them. The Spanish also took shitloads of slaves during the conquest.

grover fucked around with this message at Nov 28, 2012 around 00:38

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Need more Navy in this thread.

First off, everyone in Taffy 3 in the Battle off Samar was awesome as hell, but this post is going to be about Ernest Evans.
Some background (from the wiki):

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It was eventually decided that MacArthur's forces would invade the island of Leyte in the central Philippines. Amphibious forces and close naval support would be provided by the 7th Fleet, commanded by Vice Admiral Thomas C. Kinkaid. The US 3rd Fleet—commanded by Admiral William F. Halsey, Jr., with Task Force 38 (TF 38, the Fast Carrier Task Force, commanded by Vice Admiral Marc Mitscher) as its main component—would provide more distant cover and support for the invasion.

Shō-Gō 1 called for Vice-Admiral Jisaburō Ozawa's ships—known as the "Northern Force"—to lure the main American covering forces away from Leyte. Northern Force would be built around several aircraft carriers, but these would have very few aircraft or trained aircrew. The carriers would serve as the main bait. As the US covering forces were lured away, two other surface forces would advance on Leyte from the west. The "Southern Force" under Vice Admirals Shoji Nishimura and Kiyohide Shima would strike at the landing area via Surigao Strait. The "Center Force" under Vice Admiral Takeo Kurita—by far the most powerful of the attacking forces—would pass through San Bernardino Strait into the Philippine Sea, turn southwards, and then also attack the landing area.

Adm. William Halsey, Jr. was lured into taking his powerful 3rd Fleet after a decoy fleet, leaving only three escort carrier groups of the 7th Fleet in the area. A Japanese surface force of battleships and cruisers, battered earlier in the larger battle and thought to have been in retreat, instead turned around unobserved and stumbled upon the northernmost of the three groups, Task Unit 77.4.3 ("Taffy 3"), commanded by Rear Admiral Clifton Sprague.

So Taffy 3 is all that stands between the US landing forces in the Philippines and the Japanese naval "Center Force." So, how do they compare?



Oh.

So to take an example, let's see how the USS Johnston, Evans's ship, stacks up to a Japanese cruiser:

In the American corner, we have the "tin can destroyer" with...


And in the Japanese corner, we have the heavy cruiser with...


Oh.

So what's a man to do when faced with this situation? Maybe a little pep talk to the crew:

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A large Japanese fleet has been contacted. They are fifteen miles away and headed in our direction. They are believed to have four battleships, eight cruisers, and a number of destroyers. This will be a fight against overwhelming odds from which survival cannot be expected. We will do what damage we can.

But what can a small destroyer task force do against a Japanese battle fleet that includes the largest, most heavily armed battleship ever built?

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The three Fletcher-class destroyers —- affectionately nicknamed "tin cans" because they lacked armor —- were fast enough to keep up with a fast carrier task force. They had five single 5 in (130 mm) and light antiaircraft guns which were not designed to take on armored battleships or cruisers. Only their ten 21 in (530 mm) Mark-15 torpedoes -— housed in two swiveling five-tube launchers amidships -— posed a serious threat to battleships. Destroyer escorts like the Samuel B. Roberts were even smaller and slower, since they had been designed to protect slow freighter convoys against submarines. With two 5 in (130 mm) guns without automatic fire control, they carried only three torpedoes, and their crews were rarely trained for torpedo attacks. Since torpedoes only had a range of about 5.5 nmi (6.3 mi; 10.2 km), they were best used at night. During daylight, an attacker would have to pass through a gauntlet of shellfire that could reach out to 25 nmi (29 mi; 46 km). In this battle, they would be thrown against a fleet led by the largest battleship in the world.

After laying down smoke to hide the carriers from Japanese gunners, they were soon making desperate daylight torpedo runs. The ship profiles and aggressiveness caused the Japanese to think they were cruisers and full-sized destroyers. Their lack of armor tended to aid clean penetration of armor piercing rounds before Japanese gunners switched to high-explosive shells, which caused much more extensive damage. Their speed and agility enabled some ships to dodge shellfire completely before launching torpedoes. Effective damage control and redundancy in propulsion and power systems kept them running and fighting even after absorbing dozens of hits before sinking, although the decks would be littered with the dead and seriously wounded.

At 07:00 Commander Ernest E. Evans of the destroyer Johnston, in response to incoming shell fire bracketing carriers of the group he was escorting immediately began laying down a protective smokescreen and zigzagging. At about 07:10 Gunnery Officer Robert Hagen began firing at the closest attackers, then at a range of 18,000 yards and registered several hits on the leading heavy cruisers. The Japanese targeted the Johnston and soon shell splashes were bracketing the ship. In response and without consulting with his commanders, he ordered the Johnston to "flank speed, full left rudder", beginning an action that earned him the Medal of Honor.

Johnston, still making smoke and zig-zagging, accelerated to flank speed towards the Japanese. Its crew looked on in disbelief - equally shocked at the appearance of the Japanese fleet and at the fact that they were attacking it.
At 07:15 Hagen concentrated fire on the leading cruiser squadron flagship, the heavy cruiser Kumano. At the 5-inch gun's maximum range of 10 nmi (12 mi; 19 km), Johnston fired, scoring at least 45 hits on the Kumano's superstructure which erupted into flame and smoke.

At 07:16 Sprague ordered Commander William Dow Thomas aboard the Hoel, in charge of the small destroyer screen, to attack. Struggling to form an attack formation, their astonished crews reacting to the rapidly unfolding events, the three small ships (Hoel, Heermann, Samuel B. Roberts) began their long sprint to get into firing position for their torpedoes. The Johnston pressed its attack, firing more than two hundred shells as it followed an evasive course through moderate swells, making it a difficult target. The Johnston closed to within maximum torpedo range, and at 9,000 yards (8,200 m) she fired a full salvo, ten torpedoes. At 0724 two or three struck which blew the bow off Kumano. Minutes later, 07:33, Kongo was forced to turn away north to avoid four torpedoes. The heavy cruiser Suzuya, suffering damage from air attacks, was also taken out of the fight, as she stopped to assist. The effect of the Johnston's attack was to cause confusion in the minds of the Japanese commanders, who thought they were being engaged by American cruisers. Evans then reversed course and, under cover of his smoke screen, opened the range between his ship and his attackers.

At 0730, three 14 in (360 mm) shells from the battleship Kongo, at a range of 7 nmi (8.1 mi; 13 km), passed through the deck of the Johnston and into her portside engine room, cutting the destroyer's speed in half to 17 kn (20 mph; 31 km/h) and disrupting electric power to her after gun turrets. Moments later three 6 in (150 mm) shells — possibly from the Yamato — struck Johnston's bridge, causing numerous casualties and severing the fingers of Commander Evans's left hand. The ship was mangled badly, with dead and dying sailors strewn across her bloody decks—but the Johnston did not sink. Her stores of fuel were seriously depleted before the battle, saving her from a catastrophic explosion.

During the battle Evans engaged in several duels with much larger Japanese opponents. At 0820, emerging through smoke and rain squalls, the Johnston was confronted by the Kongo, a 36,600-ton battleship. Johnston fired at least 40 rounds, and more than 15 hits on the battleship's superstructure were observed. The Johnston reversed course and disappeared in the smoke, avoiding the Kongo's 14-inch return fire. At 0826 and again at 0834 Commander Thomas requested an attack on the heavy cruisers to the east of the carriers. Responding at 0830, the Johnston bore down on a huge cruiser firing at the helpless Gambier Bay, then closed to 6,000 yards and fired for ten minutes at a heavier and better-armed opponent, possibly the Haguro, and scored numerous hits.

The Johnston continued to take hits from the Japanese which knocked out the number one gun turret, killing many men. By 0920, forced from the bridge by exploding ammunition, Evans was commanding the ship from the stern by shouting orders down to men manually operating the rudder. At 09:40 shell fire knocked out the remaining engine, leaving Johnston dead in the water. As her attackers gathered around the vulnerable ship, they concentrated fire on her rather than the fleeing carriers. Johnston was hit so many times that one survivor recalled "they couldn't patch holes fast enough to keep her afloat."
At 09:45 Evans finally gave the order to abandon ship. Johnston sank 25 minutes later with 186 of her crew. Evans abandoned ship with his crew, but was never seen again. He was posthumously awarded the Medal of Honor. However, it was the Japanese themselves that first recognized the Johnston's incredible actions that day: As a destroyer from the opposing fleet cruised slowly by, Robert Billie and several other crewmen watched as the Japanese captain saluted the sinking Johnston.

And then the Japanese retreated. Due to their disbelief that the Americans could be so balls crazy as to charge a main battle fleet with destroyers, they got the hell out of there.

SquirrelyPSU
May 27, 2003

JESUS CHRIST, BEN!?!?
WHAT THE FUCK?


I do not presently have Last of the Tin Can Sailors, but I have read it, and Ernest Evans is the man.

Godholio
Aug 28, 2002

tighten up tone down tuen thuen

grover posted:

There's quite a bit of history from the Aztec side, actually. Nothing so detailed as Bernal Diaz, but what the Aztecs write pretty much corroborates the history as written by the Spanish. And it's not just Diaz, but letters written during the campain by Cortes and his officers, and account written by Cortes' political foes and so on- this was not a one sided whitewashing, many of the authors full intent was to denounce and crucify Cortes but that said nothing of the sort you're talking about. It doesn't pass the bullshit test; if Cortes was but a pawn in the Totonac army, how did the Spanish end up ruling Mexico? What were they doing while Cortes had Moctezuma prisoner? Why did they give up human sacrifices and reject their own religion and throw down captured temples and take up Christianity?

The Spanish weapons and tactics gave them a marked advantage, as they were durable and designed to kill. If a Spaniard and Aztec crossed swords, the obsidian blade shattered but the steel blade did not. The cotton armor used by both sides was rather effective against Aztec weapons, but not the least bit effective against swords, muskets, crossbows or cannon. Tactics played a major role, too; the Aztec's main interest was in capturing prisoners, specifically the opposing king: if the king was captured, the war was won. Trying to capture the Spanish vice killing them as quickly as possible left them open and extremely vulnerable. We do see tactics change later in later years as the conquest moved south, and the Spanish took heavy casualties as a result.

Another local custom heavily exploited by the Spanish was that of porters: if travelers requested porters, they were obliged to provide them. Thousands upon thousands of them. The Spanish also took shitloads of slaves during the conquest.

There are five or six "credible" Spanish accounts, and two from the Aztecs, both written long afterwards, probably by non-witnesses (this is the accepted historiography, not my version). I've read The Broken Spears, too.

The Spaniards didn't employ cannon often...they were cumbersome extremely difficult to haul over terrain. Their most significant use was in the final assault when they were installed on boats...and even then, the Spaniards were particularly bad at using them and after the Aztecs realized how awful the aim was, they didn't care much. Spaniards were often wounded in combat, they were not particularly invulnerable. They also lost a lot of horses. Their tactics were poo poo, anyway. It was literally shock and awe until the enemy ran away...which after the first meeting, they didn't.

As far as how the Spanish came to rule, the collapse of the Aztec Empire left a power vacuum that no single city was able to fill in they way Tenochtitlan could. Don't make the mistake in thinking Mexico was ruled by a European-style government with loyal nobles ruling other cities. The region was FULL of warfare (and yes, there are several examples of the flower wars you're referring to regarding prisoners, but there were fight-to-the-death wars as well). Europeans came in-force not long after.

Montezuma wasn't openly a prisoner until after Alvarado slaughtered thousands of unarmed nobles during a festival. After that, the people pretty much figured out Montezuma wasn't actually running things anymore.

The reading I mentioned above goes into more detail. As far as the bullshit test...how did Cortes conquer a city of tens of thousands that owned the loyalty of other cities, possessing soldiers in the thousands, with 450 men (who btw were mostly NOT professional soldiers), then integrate himself into a complete different political environment than anything he'd ever known with enough savvy to own it until he was recalled to Spain?

shyduck
Oct 3, 2003



Lance Sijan



He was shot down over Vietnam in an F-4, and proceeded to go through what I could only imagine was sheer hell.

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On the night of November 9, 1967, for his 52nd combat mission, Sijan and pilot Lt. Col. John Armstrong were tasked with a bombing mission over North Vietnam. As they rolled in on their target to release their ordnance, their F-4C was engulfed in a ball of fire, due to the bomb fuses malfunctioning and causing a premature detonation on their release. The Phantom then entered a banking climb before plunging into the jungle. Sijan managed to eject from the aircraft, and a search-and-rescue crew radioed him that they were attempting a rescue. After almost a whole day was spent locating his position and softening up air defences in the area, the SAR forces were finally able to get one of the big Jolly Green Giant helicopters roughly over Sijan's position. During this operation over 20 aircraft were damaged by anti-aircraft fire and had to return to base. One aircraft was shot down, though its pilot was rescued by a helicopter on station. Sijan, refusing to put other airmen in danger, insisted on crawling into the jungle and having a penetrator lowered by the helicopter, instead of sending down the helicopter's Para-Jumpers to carry him. However, the helicopter crew could not spot him in the jungle and after 33 minutes the rescue team, which faced enemy fire and the growing darkness, had to withdraw. Search efforts continued the next day, but they were called off when no further radio contact was made with Sijan. He was placed on MIA status.

Sijan had suffered a fractured skull, a mangled right hand, and a compound fracture of the left leg from his rough landing. He was without food, with very little water, and no survival kit; nevertheless, he evaded enemy forces for 46 days (all the time scooting on his back down the rocky limestone karst on which he landed, causing more injuries). He was finally captured by the North Vietnamese on Christmas Day, 1967. Emaciated and in poor health, he still managed to overpower his guard and escape, but was recaptured several hours later.

Sijan was transported to a holding compound in Vinh, North Vietnam, where he was placed in the care of two other POWs, Air Force Colonel Robert R. Craner and Air Force Captain Guy Gruters. In considerable pain from his wounds, he suffered beatings and extensive torture from his captors, but never gave any information other than what the Geneva Convention allowed. Suffering from exhaustion, malnutrition, and disease, he was sent to Hanoi. In his weakened state, he contracted pneumonia and died in Hoa Lo Prison (the notorious Hanoi Hilton) on January 22, 1968.[4]

First Lieutenant Sijan was promoted posthumously to captain on June 13, 1968. His remains were repatriated on March 13, 1974 and were positively identified on April 22, 1974. He was buried with military honors in Arlington Park Cemetery in Milwaukee. It was Colonel Craner who recommended him for the Medal of Honor. This award was corroborated with Captain Guy Gruters' testimony and Sijan received the Medal of Honor posthumously in 1976. His parents received the medal on his behalf on March 4, 1976 from President Gerald R. Ford.[5]

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Medal of Honor citation
The President of the United States in the name of The Congress takes pride in presenting the MEDAL OF HONOR to SIJAN, LANCE P. Rank and organization: Captain, U.S. Air Force, 4th Allied POW Wing, Pilot of an F-4C aircraft. Place and Date: North Vietnam, 9 November 1967. Entered service at: Milwaukee, Wis. Born: 13 April 1942, Milwaukee, Wis.

Citation: While on a flight over North Vietnam, Capt. Sijan ejected from his disabled aircraft and successfully evaded capture for more than 6 weeks. During this time, he was seriously injured and suffered from shock and extreme weight loss due to lack of food. After being captured by North Vietnamese soldiers, Capt. Sijan was taken to a holding point for subsequent transfer to a prisoner of war camp. In his emaciated and crippled condition, he overpowered 1 of his guards and crawled into the jungle, only to be recaptured after several hours. He was then transferred to another prison camp where he was kept in solitary confinement and interrogated at length. During interrogation, he was severely tortured; however, he did not divulge any information to his captors. Capt. Sijan lapsed into delirium and was placed in the care of another prisoner. During his intermittent periods of consciousness until his death, he never complained of his physical condition and, on several occasions, spoke of future escape attempts. Capt. Sijan's extraordinary heroism and intrepidity above and beyond the call of duty at the cost of his life are in keeping with the highest traditions of the U.S. Air Force and reflect great credit upon himself and the U.S. Armed Forces./S/GERALD R. FORD [6]
There's nothing more to say, other than the level of bravery and sheer will that he showed throughout this whole period is just unmeasurable. No matter how broken or beaten he was, and by all accounts he was in terrible condition, he just never gave up.

Geniepolice
Feb 14, 2005

No wishes, only creepy

SquirrelyPSU posted:

I do not presently have Last of the Tin Can Sailors, but I have read it, and Ernest Evans is the man.

One of the best military books I've ever read.

iyaayas01
Feb 19, 2010

Perry'd


Lt Cdr Gerard Broadmead Roope and the crew of the HMS Glowworm

The Glowworm was a G class destroyer whose anti-surface weapons were only four 4.1 inch popguns and some torpedo tubes. In April of 1940 she was part of a task group that was covering a minelaying operation off of Norway. On the 8th she was on her way back to the task group after searching for an overboard crewman when she encountered two German destroyers. Despite being outgunned she engaged. The German destroyers radioed for help, which was answered by the heavy cruiser Admiral Hipper:

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Hipper initially had difficulty in distinguishing Glowworm from von Arnim, but opened fire eight minutes later at a range of 8,400 metres (9,200 yd) with her 20.3-centimetre (8.0 in) main guns. Glowworm was hit by Hipper's fourth salvo and she started making smoke. She turned into her own smoke in an attempt to break visual contact with Hipper, but the cruiser's radar-directed guns were not affected by the smoke. When the destroyer emerged from her smoke the range was now short enough that the cruiser's 10.5-centimetre (4.1 in) could fire. Glowworm's radio room, bridge, and forward 4.7-inch gun were all destroyed, and she received additional hits in the engine room, the captain's day cabin, and finally the mast. As this crashed down, it caused a short circuit of the wiring, causing the ship's siren to start a banshee wail. At 10:10 Lieutenant Commander Gerard Broadmead Roope, fired five torpedoes from one mounting at a range of 800 metres (870 yd), but all missed because Captain Hellmuth Heye had kept Hipper's bow pointed at Glowworm throughout the battle to minimize his risk from torpedoes. The destroyer fell back through her smoke screen to buy time to get her second torpedo mount working, but Heye followed Glowworm through the smoke to finish her off before she could fire the rest of her torpedoes. The two ships were very close when Hipper emerged from the smoke and Heye ordered a hard turn to starboard to reduce the range and possibly ram the destroyer. Hipper was slow to answer her helm and Glowworm struck the cruiser just abaft the anchor. The collision broke off Glowworm's bow and the rest of the ship scraped along Hipper's side, gouging open several holes in her hull and destroying her forward starboard torpedo mounting. One German sailor was knocked overboard by the collision. Hipper took on some 500 tonnes (490 long tons) of water before the leaks could be isolated, but was not seriously damaged. Glowworm was on fire when she drifted clear and her boilers exploded at 10:24, taking 109 of her crew with her.

Here's one of the last known pictures of the Glowworm, laying smoke and engaged with the Hipper:



Lt Cdr Roope spent all his strength rescuing other members of the crew, so he wasn't able to hold on to the lifeline thrown to him by the Hipper after the engagement and drowned. He was posthumously awarded the VC for his conduct during the engagement, the first of WWII (although it wasn't actually presented/gazetted until after the war) and one of very few that was awarded based in part on the testimony of the enemy, as the captain of the Hipper wrote to the RN Admiralty after the engagement, praising Roope and the Glowworm's crew's courage and dedication to duty in engaging a vastly superior warship and recommending Roope for the VC.

Also, regarding Taffy 3, the Center Force withdrew not so much because the IJN forces were intimidated by the insanity of destroyers engaging battleships but because the Japanese formation was disrupted during the battle so Kurita was out of communication with much of his force, and given the fury of the USN attack and his losses (three heavy cruisers sunk with another three damaged) he was convinced that he was fighting major fleet units as opposed to the escort forces of Taffy 3 (appropriate given the nickname the Sammy B earned...the destroyer escort that fought like a battleship"). Combine that with the fact that by this point in the war Kurita was a hard bitten veteran who did not believe in senseless waste of men and resources, that he received message traffic which stated that the Southern Force had been destroyed by Jesse Oldendorf at the Surigao Strait, and that he also intercepted (incorrect) U.S. message traffic that Halsey had sunk all four carriers in the Northern Force and was racing southward to engage Kurita's Center Force, and his decision to withdraw makes some sense (even if it was the wrong one given all the information.)

Here's a fun fact: the IJN cruiser Chōkai was likely crippled from a lucky shot fired from the escort carrier USS Kalinin Bay's single five inch gun that set off deck mounted torpedoes. Talk about everything going wrong.

Nonvalueadded User
Jun 7, 2007
Boba Fett? Boba Fett? Where?

SquirrelyPSU posted:

I do not presently have Last of the Tin Can Sailors, but I have read it, and Ernest Evans is the man.

I came across a glowing recommendation for this book on SA, impulsively ordered it on my Kindle, and to this day I don't think I've spent $12 better. (drat publishers, should have been half that.)

Just to imagine how outclassed they were -- some of the DEs attacked the Japanese battleships at point-blank range. What's the big deal about that? They had sailed through 25 miles or so of constant shelling with only some smoke to protect them to finally get very close to their target. How big was their target? It was so much larger that it was unable to depress its guns' elevation low enough to fire upon the DEs engaging it.

Every man involved in that action, whether in the fleet or in the airplanes, had balls of steel, except of course for Halsey and the jagoff Army major who initially refused the Navy pilots the use of an airstrip and munitions on a nearby island "because Army planes are coming any day now." (Further cementing the badassitude going on, one of the pilots who was initially allowed to land then pulled a pistol on the major and locked him in a closet.)

grover
Jan 23, 2002

PEW PEW PEW







Real psychopath of a villain here:


Joshua Milton Blahyi
aka General Butt Naked
aka 'The most evil man in the world'


General Butt Naked participated in his first human sacrifice at age 11, when he was initiated as a tribal priest. During the 3-day sacrifice ritual where they slaughtered, dismembered and ate a little girl, he had a vision where the devil him him he'd become a great warrior and that he should continue to practice human sacrifice and cannibalism to increase his power. And practice, he did!

Wikipedia posted:

Blahyi has said he led his troops naked except for shoes and a gun. He believed that his nakedness was a source of protection from bullets.[8] Blahyi now claims he would regularly sacrifice a victim before battle, saying, "Usually it was a small child, someone whose fresh blood would satisfy the devil." He explained to the Seattle Post-Intelligencer: "Sometimes I would enter under the water where children were playing. I would dive under the water, grab one, carry him under and break his neck. Sometimes I'd cause accidents. Sometimes I'd just slaughter them." In January 2008 Blahyi confessed to taking part in human sacrifices which "included the killing of an innocent child and plucking out the heart, which was divided into pieces for us to eat."

Blahyi claimed to a South African Star reporter that he "met Satan regularly and talked to him" and that from age of 11 to 25 he took part in monthly human sacrifices. In his account of a typical battle Blahyi claimed, "So, before leading my troops into battle, we would get drunk and drugged up, sacrifice a local teenager, drink the blood, then strip down to our shoes and go into battle wearing colorful wigs and carrying imaginary purses we'd looted from civilians. We'd slaughter anyone we saw, chop their heads off and use them as soccer balls. We were nude, fearless, drunk yet strategic. We killed hundreds of people--so many I lost count." Blahyi also purported that during that period he had "magical powers that made him invisible" and a "special power" to capture a town singlehandedly, then call in his troops afterwards to "clean up". Some of Blahyi's soldiers--often boys in their early teens and younger--would enter battle naked; others would wear women's clothes. In June 2006 Blahyi published his autobiography that included pictures of him fighting with a rifle, wearing nothing but sneakers.

During the First Liberian Civil war he led a mercenary unit, many of whom were child soldiers, that was known as the Butt Naked Brigade. They were funded by Roosevelt Johnson and fought alongside the ULIMO militia against militias led by Charles Taylor and Prince Yormie Johnson. ULIMO was loyal to Samuel Doe, who was captured and executed--personally--by Prince Johnson. Charles Taylor eventually took control of the country.
He's reportedly responsible for the deaths of over 20,000 people during the 14 years he fought in Liberia's civil war, and was one of the most inhumane and ruthless guerilla leaders in Africa's history (which says quite a lot!). It's OK, though; he had a vision that Jesus came to him and told him to repent, and then he repented and became a born-again christian (and we all know accepting Jesus Christ as personal lord and savior abolishes all past sins!) and Pastor Joshua Milton Blahyi is a street preacher now.

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DoktorLoken
Apr 12, 2002



I think the Vice Magazine guys ran into him on their trip to Liberia, for real. Those guys are nuts.

genderstomper58
Jan 9, 2005

by Y Kant Ozma Post


DoktorLoken posted:

I think the Vice Magazine guys ran into him on their trip to Liberia, for real. Those guys are nuts.

Yeah it was a good watch, second half is almost all hanging out with ~butt naked~

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZRuSS0iiFyo

holocaust bloopers
Dec 30, 2010

How yah like me now?!!?

DoktorLoken posted:

I think the Vice Magazine guys ran into him on their trip to Liberia, for real. Those guys are nuts.

Their North Korea trip guide was amazing.

Casimir Radon
Aug 1, 2008



HeyEng posted:

Their North Korea trip guide was amazing.
Check out the North Korean Labour Camps one they did. North Korea and Siberia, two really hosed places for the price of one.

iyaayas01
Feb 19, 2010

Perry'd


Casimir Radon posted:

Check out the North Korean Labour Camps one they did. North Korea and Siberia, two really hosed places for the price of one.

Yeah, that one is arguably better than their North Korean one, which is really saying something.

Hell Diver
Feb 2, 2010

by Y Kant Ozma Post




Hans-Ulrich Rudel

Rudel was a card-carrying member of the Nazi party, but also (I'm gonna guess) the most destructive ground attack pilot to ever live. Over the course of about 2,500 missions, primarily in a Stuka, Rudel destroyed 800 vehicles, 519 tanks, 150 artillery pieces, a destroyer, two cruisers, one Soviet battleship (!), 70 landing craft, 4 armored trains, several bridges and 9 enemy aircraft (in aerial combat).

Rudel sunk the Russian battleship Marat in coordination with another Stuka pilot as they simultaneously dropped 1,000kg bombs on the forward superstructure, detonating the magazine and cracking the ship in half killing 326 sailors.

Rudel was never shot down by another pilot though aa fire forced him to land 32 times, though he was only wounded four times and even flew some missions in a leg cast. He also did this crazy poo poo:

Wikipedia posted:

According to his autobiography, on one occasion, after trying a landing to rescue two downed novice Stuka crewmen and then not being able to take off again due to the muddy conditions, he and his three companions, while being chased for 6 km by Soviet soldiers, made their way down a steep cliff by sliding down trees, then swam 600 meters across the icy Dniester river, during which his rear gunner, Knight's Cross holder Hentschel, succumbed to the cold water and drowned. Several miles further towards the German lines, the three survivors were then captured by Soviets, but Rudel, knowing there was a bounty on his head, again made a run for it. Despite being barefoot and in soaking clothes, getting shot in his shoulder, and being hunted by several hundred pursuers with dog packs, he eventually managed to make his way back to his own lines.


He finally surrendered to US forces in 1945, and moved to Argentina after his release in 1948. He eventually returned to West Germany where he maintained his unrepentant nazi ideology and ended up becoming a successful businessman. His input also went into the development of the A-10. He died peacefully in 1982.

He was the most decorated member of the German military of the only recipient of the knight's cross with golden oakleaves, swords, and diamonds.

Dilettante.
Feb 18, 2011


Eliahu Itzkovitz
Perhaps not Heroic, Villainous, or Psychopathic, but certainly Interesting.

A concentration camp survivor learns that the man who lead his parents to the gas chamber is serving in the FFL and deserts the IDF to join up and track him down.

StMichael's Modern Elite Forces posted:

Eliahu Itzkovitz was barely 20 years old, yet there was murder in his heart. It was the early 1950's and the young Romanian Jew was serving in the 3e Regiment Etranger d'Infanterie in Indo-China. Eliahu's fixation was not with killing the communist Viet Minh, however - he had a more personal enemy.

Seven years previously, Eliahu had seen a giant Romanian Fascist lead his parents to the gas chamber at Chisinau concentration camp and strangle two of his brothers bare-handed. Much later, after his liberation by the Russians, Eliahu had discovered that his tormentor, named Stanescu, had enlisted in the Legion under a false name and had been sent to Indo-China.

There, in the scrub jungle near Bac Ninh, Eliahu finally found Stanescu, which had been his purpose in joining the legion. "Stanescu!" Shouted the young Jew. The big man spun round, startled. "I" said Eliahu with relish, "am one of the Jews of Chisinau!" And with that, Itzkovitz emptied a full magazine from his Sten gun into Stanescu's body.

Itzkovitz was drafted into the IDF and was serving as a paratrooper when he learned that Stanescu had enlisted in the FFL. He got a transfer to the navy and Jumped ship when docked in Italy, made his way to france, and thus the Legion. He discovered what battalion Mr Fascist was serving in and managed to get a posting to his unit. He then played the waiting game until he was on patrol with Stanescu and Murdered him on Route Coloniale 18.

Oddly enough, Either the Legion did not care or did not find out, because he continued to serve until his enlistment until discharged in '58. He then returned to Israel and served a year in the clink for desertion.

genderstomper58
Jan 9, 2005

by Y Kant Ozma Post


That story is nuts

calmasahinducow
Oct 31, 2004
i am a pirate of the high seas

brb writing a screenplay about that

Smiling Jack
Dec 2, 2001


Mentioned by Bernard Fall in Street Without Joy, I believe.

iyaayas01
Feb 19, 2010

Perry'd


Smiling Jack posted:

Mentioned by Bernard Fall in Street Without Joy, I believe.

Correct, although IIRC it wasn't by name.

movax
Aug 30, 2008



Dilettante. posted:

Eliahu Itzkovitz
Perhaps not Heroic, Villainous, or Psychopathic, but certainly Interesting.

A concentration camp survivor learns that the man who lead his parents to the gas chamber is serving in the FFL and deserts the IDF to join up and track him down.


Itzkovitz was drafted into the IDF and was serving as a paratrooper when he learned that Stanescu had enlisted in the FFL. He got a transfer to the navy and Jumped ship when docked in Italy, made his way to france, and thus the Legion. He discovered what battalion Mr Fascist was serving in and managed to get a posting to his unit. He then played the waiting game until he was on patrol with Stanescu and Murdered him on Route Coloniale 18.

Oddly enough, Either the Legion did not care or did not find out, because he continued to serve until his enlistment until discharged in '58. He then returned to Israel and served a year in the clink for desertion.



Holy poo poo

grover
Jan 23, 2002

PEW PEW PEW







grover posted:

To add another:


Lt. Daniel Inouye

Dan Inouye's platoon was pinned down by 3 German machine guns while attempting to flank a heavily-defended ridge on the Gothic Line in Italy. Inouye was shot in the stomach when he raised up from cover, but still doggedly charged the first position and destroyed it with grenades and his thompson, then lead his men destroying the 2nd machine fun before collapsing from blood loss. Undeterred, after regaining consciousness and refusing aid, he crawled toward the third (and last remaining) machine gun bunker, eventually drawing within 10 yards. When he rose to throw a grenade, he was hit in the right elbow by a german rifle grenade that damned near severed his arm, live grenade, pin-pulled, still clenched in his right fist. He pried the grenade from his own severed right hand and threw it at the Germans as they raised to finish him off, stumbled forward, and killed the remaining germans with his thompson, getting shot again in the leg and finally falling unconscious, and tumbling to the bottom of the ridge. He regained consciousness as his men gathered around him, ordering them back to their positions, shouting "nobody called off the war!"

His arm was soon amputated at a field hospital without anesthesia since the aid station gave him too much morphine. He survived the war for a very successful political career in the US Senate. Fun fact: as president pro tempore of the senate, he's 3rd in line for president, right after John Boehner.
Senator Dan Inouye died today, age 88, from respiratory failure

old dog child
May 21, 2008

are perry'd jokes still funny or did I just waste 10 bucks?

This isn't a specific guy, but just a little comment. Senator Inouye was not exceptional in his unit. In fact, he was part of the most decorated Army unit in fuckin' history. I took a quote from the wiki article, but you should read the whole thing if you have time; it's drat interesting: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/442nd_Infantry_Regiment_(United_States). There is also a movie called "Go for Broke" (1951), which I just downloaded and watched, that is pretty good if you're into old war movies. It's also public domain, so you can find it on a torrent site.

The Lost Battalion posted:


After less than two days in reserve, the 442nd was ordered to attempt the rescue of the “Lost Battalion” two miles east of Biffontaine.[21] On October 23 Colonel Lundquist’s 141st Regiment, soon to be known as the “Alamo” Regiment, began its attack on the German line that ran from Rambervillers to Biffontaine. Tuesday morning, October 24, the left flank of the 141st, commanded by Technical Sergeant Charles H. Coolidge, ran into heavy action, fending off numerous German attacks throughout the days of October 25 and 26. The right flank command post was overrun and 275 men of Lieutenant Colonel William Bird’s 1st Battalion Companies A, B, C, and a platoon from Company D were cut off 2 kilometres (1.2 mi) behind enemy lines.[22] The “Lost Battalion” was cut off by German troops and was forced to dig in until help arrived. It was nearly a week before they saw friendly faces.

At 4 a.m. on Friday October 27, General John E. Dahlquist ordered the 442nd to move out and rescue the cut-off battalion. The 442nd had the support of the 522nd and 133rd Field Artillery units but at first made little headway against German General Richter’s infantry and artillery front line.[23] For the next few days the 442nd engaged in the heaviest fighting it had seen in the war, as the elements combined with the Germans, to slow their advance. Dense fog and very dark nights prevented the men from seeing even twenty feet. Many men had to hang on to the man in front of him just to know where to go. Rainfall, snow, cold, mud, fatigue, trench foot, and even exploding trees plagued them as they moved deeper into the Vosges and closer to the German frontlines.[24] The 141st continued fighting—in all directions.

“When we realized we were cut off, we dug a circle at the top of the ridge. I had two heavy, water-cooled machine guns with us at this time, and about nine or ten men to handle them. I put one gun on the right front with about half of my men, and the other gun to the left. We cut down small trees to cover our holes and then piled as much dirt on top as we could. We were real low on supplies, so we pooled all of our food.” SSgt. Jack Wilson of Newburgh, Indiana.[25]

Airdrops with ammo and food for the 141st were called off by dense fog or landed in German hands. Many Germans didn’t know that they had cut off an American unit. “We didn’t know that we had surrounded the Americans until they were being supplied by air. One of the supply containers, dropped by parachute, landed near us. The packages were divided up amongst us.”.[26] Only on October 29 was the 442nd told why they were being forced to attack the German front lines so intensely.

The fighting was intense for the Germans as well. Gebirgsjager Battalion 202 from Salzburg was cut off from Gebirgsjager Battalion 201 from Garmisch.[27] Both sides eventually rescued their cut-off battalions.

As the men of the 442nd went deeper and deeper they became more hesitant, until reaching the point came that they would not move from behind a tree or come out of a foxhole. However, this all changed in an instant. The men of Companies I and K of 3rd Battalion had their backs against the wall, but as each one saw another rise to attack, then another also rose. Then every Nisei charged the Germans screaming, and many screaming “Banzai!”[28] Through gunfire, artillery shells, and fragments from trees, and Nisei going down one after another, they charged.

Colonel Rolin’s grenadiers put up a desperate fight, but nothing could stop the Nisei rushing up the steep slopes, shouting, firing from the hip, and lobbing hand grenades into dugouts. Finally the German defenses broke and the surviving grenadiers fled in disarray.
That afternoon the American aid stations were crowded with casualties. The 2nd platoon of Company I had only two men left, and the 1st platoon was down to twenty.”[29] On the afternoon of October 30, 3rd Battalion broke through and reached the 141st, rescuing 211 T-Patchers at the cost of 800 men in 5 days. However, the fighting continued for the 442nd as they moved past the 141st. The drive continued until they reached Saint-Die on November 17 when they were finally pulled back. The 100th fielded 1,432 men a year earlier, but was now down to 239 infantrymen and 21 officers. 2nd Battalion was down to 316 riflemen and 17 officers, while not a single company in 3rd Battalion had over 100 riflemen; the entire 100th/442nd Regimental Combat Team was down to less than 800 soldiers. On October 13, 1944 when attached to the 36th Infantry, the unit was at 2,943 rifleman and officers, but in only three weeks 140 were killed and 1,800 were wounded, while 43 were missing

I am positive every soldier in that unit earned a Purple Heart or died during WW2.

ClemenSalad
Oct 25, 2012
Probation
Can't post for 7 days!


Colonel Joshua Chamberlain

quote:

Chamberlain achieved fame at the Battle of Gettysburg, where his valiant defense of a hill named Little Round Top became the focus of many publications and stories, including the novel The Killer Angels and the film Gettysburg.
Chamberlain's position on Little Round Top

On the second day of the Battle of Gettysburg, Union forces were recovering from initial defeats and hastily regrouping into defensive positions on a line of hills south of the town. Sensing the momentary vulnerability of the Union forces, the Confederates began an attack against the Union left flank. Sent to defend the southern slope of Little Round Top by Col. Strong Vincent, Chamberlain found himself and the 20th Maine at the far left end of the entire Union line. He quickly understood the strategic significance of the small hill, and the need for the 20th Maine to hold the Union left at all costs. The men from Maine waited until troops from the 15th Alabama Infantry regiment, under Col. William C. Oates, charged up the hill, attempting to flank the Union position. Time and time again the Confederates struck, until the 20th Maine was almost doubled back upon itself. With many casualties and ammunition running low, Col. Chamberlain recognized the dire circumstances and ordered his left wing (which was now looking southeast, compared to the rest of the regiment, which was facing west) to initiate a bayonet charge. From his report of the day: "At that crisis, I ordered the bayonet. The word was enough." While battlefield conditions make it unlikely that many men heard Chamberlain's order, most historians believe he initiated the charge.

The 20th Maine charged down the hill, with the left wing wheeling continually to make the charging line swing like a hinge, thus creating a simultaneous frontal assault and flanking maneuver, capturing 101 of the Confederate soldiers and successfully saving the flank. This version of the battle was popularized by the book, The Killer Angels and the movie, Gettysburg and there is a historical debate on the validity of this account.[6] Chamberlain sustained two slight wounds in the battle, one when a shot hit his sword scabbard and bruised his thigh, and another when his right foot was hit by a spent bullet or piece of shrapnel. For his tenacity at defending Little Round Top he was known by the sobriquet Lion of the Round Top. Prior to the Battle, Chamberlain was quite ill, developing malaria and dysentery. Later, due to this illness, he was taken off active duty until he recovered.

For his "daring heroism and great tenacity in holding his position on the Little Round Top against repeated assaults, and carrying the advance position on the Great Round Top", Chamberlain was awarded the Medal of Honor.


quote:

Appomattox

On the morning of April 9, 1865, Chamberlain learned of the desire by Lee to surrender the Army of Northern Virginia when a Confederate staff officer approached him under a flag of truce. "Sir," he reported to Chamberlain, "I am from General Gordon. General Lee desires a cessation of hostilities until he can hear from General Grant as to the proposed surrender."[8] The next day, Chamberlain was summoned to Union headquarters where Maj. Gen. Charles Griffin informed him that he had been selected to preside over the parade of the Confederate infantry as part of their formal surrender at Appomattox Court House on April 12.[9]

Thus Chamberlain was responsible for one of the most poignant scenes of the Civil War. As the Confederate soldiers marched down the road to surrender their arms and colors, Chamberlain, on his own initiative, ordered his men to come to attention and "carry arms" as a show of respect. Chamberlain described what happened next:

Gordon, at the head of the marching column, outdoes us in courtesy. He was riding with downcast eyes and more than pensive look; but at this clatter of arms he raises his eyes and instantly catching the significance, wheels his horse with that superb grace of which he is master, drops the point of his sword to his stirrup, gives a command, at which the great Confederate ensign following him is dipped and his decimated brigades, as they reach our right, respond to the 'carry.' All the while on our part not a sound of trumpet or drum, not a cheer, nor a word nor motion of man, but awful stillness as if it were the passing of the dead.[10]

Chamberlain's salute to the Confederate soldiers was unpopular with many in the North, but he defended his action in his memoirs, The Passing of the Armies. Many years later, Gordon, in his own memoirs, called Chamberlain "one of the knightliest soldiers of the Federal Army." Gordon never mentioned the anecdote until after he read Chamberlain's account, more than 40 years later.[11]

Dude's a hero.

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Christoff
Jun 18, 2004

I'm the living embodiment of every negative military stereotype



Always liked this one




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Benfold resolutely moved from position to position in the face of intense hostile fire, treating the wounded and lending words of encouragement. Leaving the protection of his sheltered position to treat the wounded when the platoon area in which he was working was attacked from both the front and rear, he moved forward to an exposed ridge line where he observed 2 marines in a large crater. As he approached the 2 men to determine their condition, an enemy soldier threw 2 grenades into the crater while 2 other enemy charged the position. Picking up a grenade in each hand, HC3c Benfold leaped out of the crater and hurled himself against the on-rushing hostile soldiers, pushing the grenades against their chests and killing both the attackers.

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