Untold War Stories Profile picture
May 29 6 tweets 6 min read Read on X
On Palm Sunday morning April 18 1943, 18 American P-38 Lightning fighters took off from Guadalcanal at dawn.

16 of them would continue on a 1,000 mile round trip mission across open ocean.

Their target was a single Mitsubishi G4M Betty bomber.

Inside that bomber was the Japanese admiral who had planned the attack on Pearl Harbor.

American codebreakers had handed his flight itinerary to the Navy 4 days earlier.

This is the story of Operation Vengeance..🧵1/6Image
🧵 2/6

The intercepted message was decrypted on April 14 1943 by United States Navy codebreakers working under a program codenamed Magic. The Americans had been quietly reading the Japanese naval cipher JN-25D for over a year. The Japanese did not know.

The decoded message contained the complete inspection itinerary of Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto, Commander in Chief of the Japanese Combined Fleet. It listed his departure time from Rabaul. It listed his arrival time at the airstrip on the island of Ballale, just off the southern coast of Bougainville. It identified the aircraft he would be flying in. It identified his fighter escort.

The information went straight to Admiral Chester Nimitz at Pacific Fleet headquarters in Pearl Harbor. From there it went to Secretary of the Navy Frank Knox in Washington. From there it went to the White House.

President Franklin Roosevelt is reported to have given Knox a short instruction. Get Yamamoto. There is no surviving official record of those exact words but the order was passed down. On April 17 1943 Knox transmitted an authorization to Admiral Nimitz that read: "Squadron 339 P-38 must at all costs reach and destroy. President attaches extreme importance to mission."

Yamamoto was the man Americans blamed more than any other for Pearl Harbor. He had planned the attack. He had ordered it. He was now flying himself directly into range of American fighters operating from Guadalcanal.

The Americans had one chance to kill him.
🧵 3/6

The mission was assigned to Major John W. Mitchell, commander of the 339th Fighter Squadron of the 347th Fighter Group, 13th Air Force, based at Kukum Field on Guadalcanal.

The only American aircraft with the range to reach Bougainville from Guadalcanal was the Lockheed P-38G Lightning. Twin engined. Twin tailed. Heavily armed with four .50 caliber machine guns and a single 20 millimeter cannon mounted in the nose.

Mitchell rejected the flight plan prepared by his command operations officer and drew his own. He calculated the intercept point on the southwestern edge of Bougainville. He calculated the time of intercept as 9:35 AM, ten minutes before Yamamoto was expected to land. He worked backwards from that time and drew four precisely calculated legs across the open Pacific.

To avoid Japanese radar and observation posts on the Solomon Islands, the P-38s would not fly the direct 400 mile route to Bougainville. They would fly a circuitous 600 mile route west of the islands. They would fly at no more than 50 feet above the open ocean. They would maintain strict radio silence the entire way.

Mitchell privately told friends he believed the odds of even finding Yamamoto's flight, let alone shooting it down, were a thousand to one.

18 P-38s were assigned to the mission. 4 of them would form the killer flight tasked with attacking Yamamoto's bombers directly. The remaining aircraft would provide top cover at 18,000 feet, with two acting as spares.

The killer flight as originally planned was led by Captain Thomas Lanphier with First Lieutenant Rex Barber as his wingman. The second element was led by First Lieutenant James McLanahan with First Lieutenant Joseph Moore as his wingman.
🧵 4/6

The P-38s lifted off from Kukum Field at 7:25 AM on Palm Sunday, April 18 1943.

Two aircraft dropped out within minutes. McLanahan blew a tire on takeoff. Moore could not release his drop tanks. The two spare pilots in the formation, First Lieutenant Besby Holmes and First Lieutenant Raymond Hine, moved up to fill their places in the killer flight. The mission continued with 16 aircraft.

For the next two hours they flew west across the open Pacific at 50 feet above the waves. Some pilots later said they could count sharks beneath their wings. Some counted pieces of driftwood. They did not transmit a single radio message.

Mitchell's navigation was perfect. The American formation arrived over the southwestern coast of Bougainville at 9:34 AM. One minute earlier than planned.

At that moment one of the pilots called out over the radio.

Two Mitsubishi G4M Betty bombers were descending toward Ballale airfield with six Zero fighters flying escort above them. Yamamoto was in the lead Betty. His chief of staff Vice Admiral Matome Ugaki was in the second.

The American pilots dropped their fuel tanks. The killer flight broke right and climbed to attack. Holmes could not release his drop tank. He and his wingman Hine continued on briefly to deal with it. That left only Lanphier and Barber to engage the bombers.

Lanphier broke upward to engage the descending Zero escorts. Barber attacked the bombers alone.

He fired his guns into the first Betty from behind and below. He saw smoke streaming from its left engine. The bomber rolled violently to its left and disappeared into the jungle canopy below.

Barber did not yet know which bomber he had just shot down.
🧵 5/6

The Betty that Barber had shot down crashed into the jungle north of Buin on Bougainville. There were no survivors. The other Betty, carrying Ugaki, was hit by Barber and Holmes minutes later and ditched in the sea. Ugaki survived. Two other men with him also survived.

Barber's P-38 took 104 hits from Japanese fire during the engagement and his return flight. He flew it back to Guadalcanal.

Lieutenant Raymond Hine did not return. His P-38 was last seen during the engagement. He was never found. He was the only American lost on the mission.

The next day a Japanese army search party led by Lieutenant Hamasuna hacked through the jungle and reached the crash site of Yamamoto's bomber.

They found his body sitting upright in the wreckage of his seat which had been thrown clear of the aircraft. He was still strapped in. His white gloved hand was still clutching the hilt of his katana sword. His head was tilted slightly forward as if he was thinking. Hamasuna later wrote that the admiral was instantly recognizable.

A Japanese navy doctor later concluded that Yamamoto had been killed before the aircraft hit the jungle.

Yamamoto's body was cremated on Bougainville. Two papaya trees, his favorite fruit, were planted on the cremation pit. A small shrine was erected over the site. His ashes were carried back to Japan aboard the battleship Musashi, which had been his flagship.

The Japanese government kept his death secret from its own people for over a month. On May 21 1943 the Imperial Japanese Navy finally announced that Admiral Yamamoto had died "while engaged in combat operations on the front lines."

He was given a state funeral attended by one million mourners.
🧵 6/6

Yamamoto was succeeded as Commander in Chief of the Combined Fleet by Admiral Mineichi Koga.

Koga reportedly said: "There was only one Yamamoto, and no one can replace him."

The American mission pilots were each awarded the Navy Cross for the operation. Major Mitchell was originally nominated for the Medal of Honor for his navigation across the open Pacific. Admiral Halsey downgraded the nomination to the Navy Cross.

A controversy erupted almost immediately over who had actually shot down Yamamoto's bomber. Captain Lanphier publicly claimed the kill. So did First Lieutenant Barber. The United States Army Air Forces officially split the credit between both pilots.

The controversy continued for the next 60 years.

In the 1990s an aviation research team examined the wreck of Yamamoto's Betty bomber in the jungle of Bougainville. They analyzed the bullet hole patterns and found that every visible round had entered the aircraft from directly behind. The only American P-38 directly behind that bomber during the engagement had been Barber's. The Japanese fighter pilot Kenji Yanagiya, who had been escorting Yamamoto that morning and survived the war, confirmed the same details.

The 1985 official US Air Force panel split the credit between Lanphier and Barber. The 1993 Secretary of the Air Force called it "glory for the whole team." Most modern historians now credit Rex Barber alone.

Barber lived until 2001. Lanphier died in 1987. Mitchell died in 1995.

The wreck of Admiral Yamamoto's bomber still lies in the jungle north of Buin on Bougainville.

It has been there since Palm Sunday morning, April 18 1943.

The operation is often described as the longest successful fighter intercept mission of the entire Second World War, flown by American pilots that day, against an enemy admiral whose death had been authorized at the highest level of the United States government, from a flight plan delivered by codebreakers reading mail the enemy did not know they could read.

I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.

• • •

Missing some Tweet in this thread? You can try to force a refresh
 

Keep Current with Untold War Stories

Untold War Stories Profile picture

Stay in touch and get notified when new unrolls are available from this author!

Read all threads

This Thread may be Removed Anytime!

PDF

Twitter may remove this content at anytime! Save it as PDF for later use!

Try unrolling a thread yourself!

how to unroll video
  1. Follow @ThreadReaderApp to mention us!

  2. From a Twitter thread mention us with a keyword "unroll"
@threadreaderapp unroll

Practice here first or read more on our help page!

More from @UntoldWarFacts

Jul 21
His fighter had been struck by twenty-one cannon shells. He was burned, wounded and almost blinded by hydraulic fluid. His canopy was jammed, leaving him unable to escape.

Then another German fighter found him over the Channel and attacked again and again, until its guns finally fell silent.

The American flew home anyway.

This is the story of Robert Johnson..🧵1/7Image
🧵 2/7

Nothing about Robert Samuel Johnson suggested he would become one of the deadliest fighter pilots America ever produced.

He arrived in England in January 1943 with the 56th Fighter Group, sailing over on the Queen Elizabeth, crammed into a two-man cabin shared with thirteen other officers.

He had originally been classified as a bomber pilot, and had never completed the gunnery qualification required of a fighter pilot. He had never fired the Thunderbolt's guns at all. So he was packed off to a gunnery course in Wales to put that right.

Bad weather grounded the training flights, and he came back to his squadron still officially unqualified.

In his memoir, Thunderbolt!, Johnson recalled that he was regarded as one of the pilots in the outfit most likely to get himself shot down.
🧵 3/7

The unit he had landed in was extraordinary.

The 56th Fighter Group was commanded by Colonel Hubert Zemke, and the Germans came to know it as Zemke's Wolfpack. It flew the Republic P-47 Thunderbolt, a seven-ton monster of an aircraft that veteran RAF pilots warned the Americans would be no match for the nimble Focke-Wulf 190.

They were wrong.

The Wolfpack would finish the war credited with more aerial victories than any other fighter group in the Eighth Air Force.

Johnson scored his first kill on June 13 1943, and he did it by ignoring orders. He was supposed to be flying top cover. Instead, as he later put it himself, he broke all the rules and regulations to do it, flying straight past his own colonel to shoot down the leader of an eight-plane formation of Fw 190s.

Thirteen days later, it very nearly killed him.
Read 7 tweets
Jul 20
Japanese records credit him with just over 80 kills.

But what he wrote in his own diary tells a completely different story.

This is the story of Tetsuzo Iwamoto..🧵1/7 Image
🧵 2/7

Iwamoto lied to his parents about sitting college entrance exams. He secretly enlisted in the Imperial Japanese Navy instead. By 1936 he had earned his wings. By 1938 he was over China in his first real dogfight, outnumbered, untested and completely alone in the chaos.

He shot down three enemy fighters on that first day.

His commanding officer scolded him for being too aggressive.

He didn't care.
🧵 3/7

He developed a style nobody could copy.

Patient as a hunter.

He would climb high above the battle and wait.

Watching.

Calculating.

Then he would drop like a stone from altitude, firing at the absolute last possible second before breaking away and climbing again before anyone could react.

American pilots called him the Tiger.

His own men just watched in silence when he came back.
Read 7 tweets
Jul 18
By Christmas 1941, model Spitfires carrying a green shamrock on the nose had become one of the most sought after toys for British schoolboys.

They belonged to an Irish pilot who had become one of the most famous men in Britain, and who, at 21, was the youngest Wing Commander the RAF has ever had.

Seven months later he was gone.

This is the story of Paddy Finucane..🧵1/7Image
🧵 2/7

Brendan Finucane was born in Dublin in 1920, into a family with a complicated history where Britain was concerned.

His father had fought in the Easter Rising of 1916, taking up arms against British rule in Ireland. Paddy grew up in the turbulent years that followed, a childhood shaped by the Irish War of Independence and the civil war that came after it.

In 1936 the family moved to England, and Paddy took a job as an accountant. He hated it. When he saw the chance to fly, he seized it, and in 1938, aged just 17, he applied to join the Royal Air Force.

The son of an Irish rebel was about to become one of the greatest heroes in the history of the RAF.
🧵 3/7

He almost did not make it.

Finucane was, by all accounts, a poor student pilot. His training record was littered with bad landings and mistakes. On one infamous occasion he flew so close to his commanding officer's aircraft that his own propeller sliced the tail off the other plane.

In peacetime, a pilot like that would probably never have been allowed near a fighter squadron. But this was 1940, Britain was fighting for its survival, and the RAF needed every pilot it could get.

So they put Paddy Finucane in a Spitfire. And something extraordinary happened. The clumsy trainee turned out to be a natural killer in the air.

He flew into the Battle of Britain with No. 65 Squadron, and in August 1940 he shot down his first German fighter. He was 19 years old.
Read 7 tweets
Jul 17
In a single mission, he shot down six enemy fighters. Some say he did it with a hangover.

He became the top-scoring Mustang ace of the entire war, and his own commander called him the greatest fighter pilot who ever squinted through a gunsight.

Then, on Christmas Day, his own side killed him by mistake.

This is the story of George Preddy..🧵1/7Image
🧵 2/7

George Preddy was not who you would picture as the deadliest American fighter pilot in Europe.

He was a slight, quiet young man from Greensboro, North Carolina, who had fallen in love with flying as a barnstormer before the war. When he tried to become a Navy pilot, they rejected him. He tried again. They rejected him again. In all, the Navy turned him down three times over concerns about his health.

The Army Air Corps finally took a chance on him, and he earned his wings at the end of 1941. But his path to greatness nearly ended before it began. During training over Australia in 1942, another fighter dived into his aircraft in a mid-air collision. The other pilot was killed. Preddy bailed out badly injured and spent three months recovering.

The man the Navy did not want was just getting started.
🧵 3/7

Preddy was sent to England and joined the 352nd Fighter Group, a unit famous for the blue-painted noses of its fighters that earned them the nickname the Bluenosers.

He flew first the P-47 Thunderbolt, then the aircraft he would make legendary, the P-51 Mustang. He named each of his fighters the same thing, Cripes A' Mighty, and he began to score.

Preddy turned out to be a natural hunter in the air, a superb marksman with an instinct for the kill. But it was one morning in August 1944 that turned him into a legend.

The story goes that Preddy flew that mission badly hungover from a night of celebrating and dice games. What happened next became one of the most remarkable feats of the air war.
Read 7 tweets
Jul 16
When he died in 2022, at the age of 98, America lost the last living Medal of Honor recipient of World War Two.

He earned it as a 21-year-old, alone, with a flamethrower, over four hours of hell on Iwo Jima, on the very day the flag went up on Mount Suribachi.

This is the story of Woody Williams..🧵1/7Image
🧵 2/7

Hershel Woodrow Williams, known as Woody, was born in 1923 on a dairy farm in West Virginia, the youngest of eleven children. He weighed just three and a half pounds at birth and was not expected to live. He did, growing up hard on the farm, losing his father when he was only eleven.

When the war came, Woody tried to join the Marines. They turned him down. At around five and a half feet tall, he was told he was too short.

But Woody would not take no for an answer. He kept at it until the Marines finally accepted him in 1943. They trained him for one of the most dangerous jobs a man could be given in the Pacific. He would carry a flamethrower.
🧵 3/7

By February 1945, Woody Williams was a 21-year-old demolition sergeant, and he was landing on Iwo Jima.

The tiny volcanic island was one of the most heavily fortified places on earth. The Japanese had honeycombed it with pillboxes, squat forts of reinforced concrete, connected by tunnels, their machine guns interlocking to cover every inch of open ground. They were so solidly built that bombs and bazookas often failed to destroy them. American tanks trying to break through bogged down helplessly in the soft black volcanic sand.

Woody's unit was being torn apart trying to advance. As he attacked, he later said, the enemy would just mow the Marines down, and they would have to fall back.

By February 23, five days into the battle, Woody later recalled that he was the only man left from his original demolition team. The others had been killed or wounded.

That was the day his commander turned to him and asked if he could do anything with his flamethrower.
Read 7 tweets
Jul 12
The last generation that fought World War Two is disappearing.

But something else may be disappearing with them. The understanding of what they actually fought for.

Recent surveys suggest many young adults already struggle to place some of the most basic events of the war.

This is what's quietly happening to these memories..🧵1/7Image
🧵 2/7

There were once more than 16 million American veterans of World War Two.

They filled the factories and the parades, coached the baseball teams, taught in the schools, and ran for office.

For most of the last eighty years, if you wanted to know what the war was truly like, you could simply ask one. They were everywhere.

Today, the Department of Veterans Affairs projects that only around 31,000 are still alive. Fewer than one in 500 of those who served.

Soon, there will be nobody left who remembers the landing craft lowering their ramps toward the beaches, the bombers forming up by the hundreds in the cold morning sky, or the telegram arriving at the front door that a family had prayed would never come.

And we are not ready for what happens when the last of those voices falls silent.
🧵 3/7

World War Two is still taught in schools, and that matters.

But for many students, one of the largest and most consequential events in all of human history is compressed into a handful of pages near the back of a textbook.

Pearl Harbor. D-Day. Hiroshima. Victory.

A map with arrows. A list of dates to memorize for the examination, and then the class moves on to the next unit.

The problem is not that the facts are wrong.

The problem is that facts alone were never how this was meant to be remembered.

A textbook can tell you that around 2,400 Americans died at Pearl Harbor, or that the first wave at Omaha Beach suffered terrible casualties in the opening minutes.

What it cannot easily do is make you feel the weight of a single one of those men.

The nineteen-year-old who woke up that morning with no idea it was his last.

The friends who watched him go.

The facts can be printed on a page.

The human reality has to be handed down, person to person, and that chain is close to breaking.
Read 7 tweets

Did Thread Reader help you today?

Support us! We are indie developers!


This site is made by just two indie developers on a laptop doing marketing, support and development! Read more about the story.

Become a Premium Member ($3/month or $30/year) and get exclusive features!

Become Premium

Don't want to be a Premium member but still want to support us?

Make a small donation by buying us coffee ($5) or help with server cost ($10)

Donate via Paypal

Or Donate anonymously using crypto!

Ethereum

0xfe58350B80634f60Fa6Dc149a72b4DFbc17D341E copy

Bitcoin

3ATGMxNzCUFzxpMCHL5sWSt4DVtS8UqXpi copy

Thank you for your support!

Follow Us!

:(