The White Falcon


The White Falcon - 31.01.1942, Blaðsíða 4

The White Falcon - 31.01.1942, Blaðsíða 4
AMERICAN Pacific Battle The U. S. Fleet contributed largely to a battle in the Far ed the Straits of Macassar. East this week which has re- named the Straits of Macassar. (These waters are now being, called the straits of Massacre). The highly successful Jap- anese forces were moving in great force early this week through the straits for an attack on Java, headquarters of the United Nations Southwest Paci- fic command. They made furth- er landings on Borneo, and took Balik-Papan. But units of the U. S. Fleet met the large Jap- anese convoy and destroyed a dozen Japanese naval vessels. Dutch units fought valiantly, American flying fortresses were brought into play, and the Nippon high command was believed forced to a change of tactics. Also into the Massacre were thrown American Flying for- tress bombers which flew over the Japanese convoy dealing destruction to at least two large enemy ships. A United States submarine sunk a Japanese air- craft carrier. Washington an- nounced that the total enemy ships destroyed by American forces since the wars beginning had reached fifty. This week Philippine reports are merely a continuation of a story of gallant heroism. A story of American soldiers and Marines, and Filipino troops fighting long hours against vast numerical superiority and taking a heavy toll of enemy troops. The Japanese have at- tacked repeatedly the American position on Bataan but each time they have withdrawn with heavy casualties. Two stories of gallantry from the Philippines have concerned the torpedo boats operating in Subic bay. One of these small craft was reported early in the week to have sunk a five thous- and ton vessel during a Jap laid on the MacArthur flank. The other story General Mac- Arthur told in a clipped com- munique to the War depart- ment. It spoke of a torpedo boat which saw two waves of Jap- anese dive bombers and could have found cover. Instead the boat was moved rapidly into the line of fire of the bombers. The small craft opened fire on the second wave of dive bomb- ers and dispersed them. talh0 Qj.p fj'lfflilitlfr' Smgopofc * BORNEO lT Pacific Ocean GUAM NEW GUINEA o e o o © © Chinese rush rein- forcements Thai declares war . attacks Burma MacArtlnir's forces hold Bataan Japs: Take Balik-Papan 18 miles, to Singa- pore Drive on Java AUSTRALIA PROCLAIMED A STATION OF WAR ,|pPP11Jl| SydneyS* M*'bou™jg jjj Roberts Report “Dereliction of Duty” Charged in Hawaii Probe The Boberts commitee in- vestigating the attack on Pearl Harbor charged General Short and Admiral Kimmel with “dereliction of duty” in connec- tion with the surprise Japan-' ese blow on Dec. 7tli. The com- mittee revealed that the gen- eral officers had both been warned repetedlv of an immin- ent Japanese-American break, and that in the face of this the two had never met to co- ordinate defense . . . that no long range patrol had been maintained . . . that a general alarm was not sounded even when a Japanese submarine was sighted outside Pearl Har- bor an hour before the at- tack . . . that on the morning of December 7th both General Short and Admiral Kimmel were away from their quar- ters and could not he reached with urgent communications from Washington. No other officers or men were found guilty .by the com- mittee. Second A.E.F. The story of the week on the European front was the arrival of the second AEF in Europe. Into a port in Northern Ireland steamed several thousand offic- ers and men of an American infantry division under the command of Major General Hartle. President On Friday with the annual march of dines and President’s Balls the citizens of the United States celebrated the 60th birth- day anniversary of Franklin Delano Roosevelt. In Wash- ingon, the President had little time for celebration for he was helmsman.of a fast moving ship of state. The President was planning a report to the nation on the state of the war. The address, says White House Secretary Steve Early, will he delivered about February second. The nation, unde President Roosevelt’s leadership, advanc- ed this week toward an unbe- lievable war production. Don- ald Nelson took over a supply job which many believe will make him a dictator of Ameri- can industry. OPM Director William S. Knudsen, whom Nelson replaces in he chief pro- duction job,. was consoled with an appointment as Lt. General in the United States army. Knudsen will direct his inval- uable talents to securing ma- teriel for the American army. Marine Commandant Promoted Also advanced to the grade of Lt. General was Marine Corps commandant Thomas L. Holcomb. General Holcomb is the first Marine to hold the rank of Lt. General. jap Attack Letter (Continued from page i.) That sounds rather silly, doesn’t it ? Any- how you may breathe more easily now because I’m all right. In fact, I’m in the pink—if that’s possible in these con- ditions. Sunday morning “first call’’ had just blown. I remember grumbling, turning over and mumbling something censorable about people who blow first call so early on a Sunday morning. This was at 7 a. m. the morning of the memorable seventh. Suddenly, I could hear the roar of planes. “Just Wheeler Field flights taking off on routine stuff,” 1 thought. Then the ground began to rumble and shake to the accompaniment of an unholy symphony of concussions. I couldn’t quite figure that out, so I heaved myself out of bed and walked to the window to see what was the matter. Well, it wasn’t St. Nick—oh no! But I wasn’t yet to become aware of that. All I could see then in the beautiful morning sunlight was a squadron of planes, banking, zooming and diving—- nothing unusual for the skies around Schofield. I figured then with my "superior intellect”—ha ha—that the boys from Wheeler were acting under orders from our command giving us a taste of what it was like to be in an air raid accompanied by appropriate war noises. Calm in my belief I shucked on my clothes and left the barracks noting with amusement that “our boys” were out in the quadrangle in various stages of undress gaping at the sky—all in full view of the fliers. From beyond the barracks a huge column of smoke arose. “Smoke pots,” I thought. Then our first sergeant came dashing back from the street with an odd look on his face. “Get in there you — it’s an attack. Break out the ammunition.” I had orders to report to school in the event of an alert, so I proceeded almost leisurely to go there. As T left the quadrangle 1 could 'hear the soldiers starting sporadic fire with rifles and machine guns. That puzzled me. Why should they actually fire on our planes? Weren’t they taking this a little too seriously? By this time 1 had reached a street intersection where I could see without barrack walls getting into my line of sight. Just across the street was the post chapel. There I looked again into the sky. About 30 or 40 planes frolicked around in the blue. One seemingly detached itself and zoom-, ed down at me. Suddenly, 1 noticed that the markings of the thing were orange disks ! Wow ! I was beginning to wake up. Tracers started spurting from its wings and bullets rather spattered around me (much to my discomfort). He hadn't picked me out especially. He seemed to be aiming at the knot of people congregated at the front of the church. Early mass had just been com- pleted. By this time the noise was ter- rific. They weren’t bombing Schofield. Just a little playful strafing, but the boys at Wheeler caught hell. I had a funny feeling. It was one of amazement ac- companied by utter disbelief and a ra- ther empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t afraid exactly—no, it wasn’t that. 1 was just numb with amazement. This couldn’t be true, sides, we are invulnerable to attack. Things just did’nt happen this way. Be- The bullets convinced me, though, and 1 continued my "stroll”—like the pro- verbial “bat out of hell.” I Reported at I’ve been ever since working in the S-3 school, then to post headquarters where office. The days have been hectic. Com- plete blackout is the order of the day, but since undav no enemy has reached us. Tilings seem fairly normal now. Just like maneuvers—rather grim man- euvers at that. There has been a lot of exaggeration concerning the damage and casualties. I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I’d overstep my bounds if I elaborated; however, these days are indelibly im- printed on my mind, and I'll tell you all about it when I come home. 1 have the distinction of experiencing the first air-raid attack in the war. I Legion or the VFW. The Battle of guess I’m now eligible .’or the American Oahu 1 Wow 1 Love, HARRY.

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