As production of the film version of "The Last Battle" gears up, the project—and the story of the epic fight at Castle Itter—is once again the subject of press coverage in France. For our French-speaking readers, the online magazine "Ulyces" has a very positive, if somewhat inaccurate, article here:.
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A New Take on the Cover Stephen Harding Books. USS Strong Found! Three National Guardsmen on a morning sightseeing flight were among the first casualties on December 7, Autumn Update: I apologize for not posting any updates recently, but it's been a busy few months. Stephen Harding Books updated their cover photo. En devisant, il scrute les archives Just when I moved my leg, a projectile came up through the floor right where That meant the target was on fire.
The crew was heading back to base with only two engines but without any injuries. They had been flying 20 minutes when they flew into more trouble. Another shot blasted through a third engine. The next shell hit the last engine and took the supercharger out.
Parachute training had covered everything except an actual jump. The men had to rely solely on classroom instruction and some ground practice, but it was enough to get all but one of them safely to the ground. The navigator was killed when a part of the plane, probably the ball turret, struck him immediately after he jumped.
As Natt descended, he had a choice. Either he could drown in the North Sea or be shot. Three German farmers were running toward him — one with a pitchfork, and the other with a rifle. A woman accompanied them. He chose to take his chances with the rifle.
I could see the man raise the gun and fire, smoke coming out. But I was swinging. He landed and ran to spill his chute to keep it from dragging him. Natt's upbringing in an Austrian immigrant's home gave him knowledge of the German language. Natt and the others had no way of fighting back. Their handguns had been taken from them the day before they flew. Natt thinks it was a measure of protection because their chances of survival were better if they were unarmed. She tried to hit me in the face, and I ducked back. She wasn't carrying anything but her mouth. The men encountered about 70 Polish girls and women all forced laborers crowding around them.
As soon as they learned that Natt could understand their language, they rushed in. They wanted to know if he was a flier and if Berlin had been bombed. The men were locked in a basement for the night.
I was interrogated about 15 times, I guess. However, German guards weren't beyond other forms of inhumane treatment. The prisoners received their first meal three days after their capture. The officers were separated from the enlisted men, and Natt began a two-week train trip across Germany. If some of our airplanes were coming across, they would shoot the engine up because it was bringing in war materials and stuff like that. That's why they put us close to the locomotive, in case a fighter plane would hit us.
Sometimes they were given a little water, but they all got dehydrated. When they reached a base, they were given something to eat. They were transferred to a boxcar that normally would hold about 40 men, but were crammed inside for about four or five days.
To help keep his mind off his hunger, thirst, discomfort and fear, Natt watched for the vineyards and castles along the Rhine. At night, the men watched the smoke billowing up from the Allied-bombed city. The prisoners of war received little food — a stew made from beets, plain potatoes and small items from their Red Cross packages, which never arrived intact. The guards took the vitamins and gum for themselves.
Every-body was losing weight. Your gut was always growling. But something kept me healthy all the way through, kept me going good, and I never got sick at all. We started marching west.
Natt said Feb. We stopped and bivouacked out in an area where the trees were. The temperatures were below freezing, the ground was covered with snow and ice, and wet snow was falling. I put my feet down inside there.