January-February - Air Defense Artillery
January-February - Air Defense Artillery
January-February - Air Defense Artillery
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<strong>Air</strong>borne AAA in New Guine<br />
By Captain Robert Marye, Coast <strong>Artillery</strong> Corps<br />
In April of 1942 at Fort Bliss, Texas, volunteers "'ere<br />
called for the formation of a group of Automatic \ Veapons<br />
Batteries, <strong>Air</strong>borne; and from these volunteers, a group of<br />
men were chosen to compose units which were to be subsequently<br />
among the first to operate in the New Guinea<br />
campaigns. One of these, the 709th, was commanded by<br />
1st Lieut. Thomas H. Corey, with 2d Lieuts. \\Tm. Gribble,<br />
Thomas J. Patton, Earl J. Carlson, and Robert Marye as<br />
battery officers.<br />
On June 27, 1942 we set up our bivouac near the Townsville,<br />
Australia airport from which we were to jump off<br />
later for Port l\loresby and Milne Ba)', New Guinea.<br />
For six long weeks we lived a life of physical hardening,<br />
of studying the possibilities of our weapons, and of our<br />
men. Each day a twelve-mile hike through jungles and up<br />
and down the sides of mountains served to remind us that<br />
action was close at hand; that officers and men were in top<br />
physical condition and no weaklings were left.<br />
I\t the Townsville airstrip and seaplane base we practiced<br />
loading our battery equipment on Sutherlands, on Catalinas<br />
of the Australian Navy, and on U, S. Lockheed-Hudsons,<br />
B-24's, B-I7's and C-47's. After a week of this work,<br />
we considered ourselves well enough trained to meet any<br />
loadino and unloading operations in which we might be<br />
~ . b<br />
called upon to engage, by day or by night. Su sequent<br />
operations justified every hour we spent on this phase of<br />
our work.<br />
Along with the practice of loading and unloading, we<br />
continued our 12-mile hikes, with full packs and equipment;<br />
we fired thousands of rounds from our tommy guns<br />
and small anns: and we were finally judged ready for combat.<br />
With our period of waiting and training completed, on<br />
17 August we were alerted, packed our equipment, and<br />
prepared our men for take-off to battle. On the 17th, our<br />
first two Sutherlands got off the waters of the harbor with<br />
our battery commander, Capt. Corey, and two squads with<br />
two .sO-caliber antiaircraft machine guns. Each man was<br />
limited to 250 pounds of equipment including food, ammunition,<br />
weapons and miscellaneous gear, which made it a<br />
tight squeeze for some of the larger men. These first Sutherlands,<br />
incidentally, were piloted b)' civilian pilots from one<br />
of the Australian <strong>Air</strong> Lines, and the aircraft were unarmed.<br />
At this time there was no great importance placed on how<br />
men were brought to battle lines; we were needed, and<br />
needed as quickly 3$ possible, hence none of us were surprised<br />
to see a civilian ferrying service in operation.<br />
The second Sutherland flying boat was loaded with another<br />
squad and its guns and some extra supplies, and they<br />
too skimmed off the peaceful waters of Townsville Harbor,<br />
taking off for Carins, Australia, the next stop on the way to<br />
Port Moresby.<br />
At this time Port Moresby, New Guinea, was being subjected<br />
to vicious Jap air raids, and to avoid being attacked<br />
bv them on the way in, we left Carins in the ver\' earl\'<br />
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afternoon. This timing would enable us to reach l\lor<br />
in the late afternoon and slip into the harbor at d<br />
which seemed the least active part of the day insofar<br />
sneak raids were concerned ..<br />
At Port j\ loresbv the batten' settled itself as comforta<br />
as possible under ~ather trying conditions. Part of our<br />
tery was still back at Townsville, so far as we knew, wait<br />
for additional air transportation.<br />
After a night at Moresb\' we were briefed and read,<br />
leave. Again an early mo~ing take-off was ordered, '<br />
the first two Sutherlands<br />
in good shape.<br />
got off between the take-off R<br />
As luck would have it, however, the third Sutherla<br />
in which I was traveling with part of the battery, rocke!<br />
off a reef, and we had to pull up for an inspection of<br />
sible damage to the hull of the plane, \\Te had not<br />
damaged, luckily enough, and we were taking in no wat<br />
Flares were liohted ~ a second time and we burst duo .<br />
the ground fog, and off and up into the early morning,<br />
The first two Sutherlands reached Milne Bay on sc<br />
ule. \\Te unloaded by RAAF crash boats at Gilli Gilli wh<br />
which was used in the prewar days as a trading post land'<br />
for itinerant "luggers," the two-masted schooners wh'<br />
plied the coast of New Guinea before the war.<br />
The third Sutherland flying boat missed the Milne<br />
landing in a heavy fog and we Hew up the coast, hop'<br />
to see something which would put us on our course. Th<br />
was no "beam" to follow and navigation was risky at<br />
with the pilots depending more on instinct than directio<br />
instmments. Eventually we spotted a "lugger" hugging<br />
coast, and decided to drop down through a hole in the<br />
to ask directions. \Ve swung in to a perfect landing, andiJ<br />
boat put off from the lugger, with two natives and a ",hill<br />
man aboard. The white man turned out to be an Austral'<br />
government man who, it seemed to us, was taking chan<br />
navigating his lugger in such dangerous waters. The n<br />
ness of the Japs did not seem to bother him, however, a<br />
he directed us to l\rlilne Bay, which we had passed in tit<br />
fog, some sixty miles back. The Sutherland again roa<br />
off, and up into the comparative safety of clouds and mi~<br />
hoping to hit Milne Bay on the return trip. At least<br />
were headed in the right direction this time!<br />
\Ve swung into Milne Bay finally in the late aftern~<br />
when the clouds parted momentarily, and we were all<br />
lieved to see the docks at Gilli Gilli loom out of the gr<br />
bmsh which surrounded the little harbors.<br />
There are two seasons in New Guinea, the rainy seaS(<br />
and the "wet" season. \Ve were in the middle of the rain,<br />
season, and as we approached the dock to meet part of the<br />
battery that preceded us, we found them a wet, sad and<br />
sorry-looking crew. The night before they had been floode<br />
out when the rain came in torrents, swept away their te~<br />
and sent what sparse equipment they had floating off i<br />
jungles or into the ocean. \Ve were treated to a sample<br />
what they had the night before just as we got ashore,