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74 C<strong>RUEL</strong> <strong>SK</strong>Y<br />
Comberg.<br />
The FRENCH crew<br />
In his tail turret, Sgt. Herbert Schwartz faced another FW-190. "I depressed both<br />
triggers and after firing about 20 rOlmds, my left gun had a stoppage and immediately<br />
following this, my right gun jammed. I pulled both charging handles and my left gun<br />
cleared. I was so damn excited I didn't know what to do. I had contemplated on<br />
evacuating the turret and jumping out of the camera hatch. My right gun had failed to<br />
chamber the round and a shell was stuck half way into the chamber with such force that it<br />
was impossible to charge out."<br />
"Our radio man said that our bomb bays looked like a miniature Niagara Falls. We<br />
were really crippled now, our No. 1 engine was feathered. Our plane began to rock<br />
terrifically up and down all due to our right rudder being partly shot away and the other half<br />
hanging on only by the cable. It was shaking my tail turret so badly that I had to get out of<br />
the turret and get out damn quick before it shook me to pieces."<br />
"This was the first time that I got hysterical and screamed over the intercom. I<br />
thought we were in a spin and I had had no warning to jump. My copilot broke in and said<br />
that everything was as much under control as possible and 1 felt a little relieved. In all the<br />
excitement, my oxygen mask had pulled away from my face as I was evacuating the turret.<br />
I was getting no oxygen and felt quite weak but I discovered my difficulty in time."<br />
"Lt. French told the copilot, 1st Lt. Robert D. Cochran, to feather No. 2 engine to<br />
keep the rudder still as the slipstream was causing it to waver so much."<br />
"I saw two more FW-190s coming in. It would have taken very little persuasion for<br />
me to jump out of the damn plane but I had to consider my crew. The FWs came in very<br />
fast and when I should have been firing at the enemy, I was fixing my flak suit beneath my<br />
knees. I popped up into the turret, my legs still standing as firm as possible on the bottom<br />
of the fuselage behind the turret and started fIring. They were coming directly in at 6<br />
0'clock level. I had my gun trained on the one ship that was in the closest to us and he<br />
fmally· peeled away and the second ship continued his attack on our tail. My gun was<br />
beginning to heat up as I had made my bursts too long. I had to fife though and had little<br />
time to worry about the damn gun. This FW came in very close and I sprayed him with