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66 CRUE1J<strong>SK</strong>Y<br />
Bombardier, 2nd Lt John C. Woodley, told his navigator to jump fIrst, but 2nd Lt<br />
Porter M. Pile, declined his offer. So the bombardier bailed out, hoping the wounded<br />
navigator would follow him.<br />
In the rear, the right waist gunner, S/Sgt. S. E. Howell Jr., was shot in the lower left<br />
chest. The left waist gunner, S/Sgt. Elwyn 1. Hornsby, pushed him out the escape hatch.<br />
Then he bailed out Tail gunner, S/Sgt. Ralph H. Bode, was standing by the escape hatch,<br />
ready to leave.<br />
On the flight deck, Lt. Hansen kept on flying the plane. Engineer, T ISgt. Charles C.<br />
Palmer, and radio operator, Triplett, were standing by the top escape hatch dubious about<br />
jumping. Off oxygen, copilot, 2nd Lt. Herbert C. Bridges Jr., went out the top escape<br />
hatch, hoping the others would follow. But the B-24, punched by numerous shells,<br />
shuddered, erupted in flames and exploded.<br />
Six men died, trapped inside or tumbling down helplessly. The wreck crashed 2 km<br />
southwest of Richelsdorf.<br />
The MOWAT crew<br />
Inside the top turret of Hot Rock, engineer, Sgt. Theodore Myers, fIred his guns until<br />
they became too hot. "They kept jamming and I couldn't charge them any more. A shell<br />
exploded near the top of my turret and it looked like one of the guns was bent. The smoke<br />
of the shell got on the glass and I could not see out. I pressed the intercom switch to call<br />
the pilot and tell him my turret was out. But the intercom wasn't working, so I got out to<br />
warn him."<br />
When he stepped down on the flight deck, he felt a heavy vibration in the plane. "I<br />
looked forward and saw the pilots for an instant. Lt. William Mowat and 2nd Lt. Orville P.<br />
Smet seemed OK. The radio operator, T/Sgt. Earl B. Groves, was sitting on the floor at my<br />
feet with his flak suit and helmet on; he seemed to be all right too. I looked through the<br />
door going into the bomb bays; several large streams of gasoline were shooting down<br />
against the bomb bay doors, and around the inside of the plane.<br />
"A mist of gas was floating up forward onto the flight deck. The frrst thing that<br />
came into my mind was to try to stop it. I knew that if a shell ever entered the ship with all<br />
that gasoline squirting around, the ship would explode. I climbed down into the bomb bays