RPGC in World War II
Chapter 1: The beginning of the End
By Admiral Nagumo
Note: I’m going to try to keep this story as simple as possible. I know that not all of you understand WWII aviation terms let alone the German terms. All new German Terms will have an American equivalent next to them. Also, are the pictures too much?
November 2nd 1941 5:45 P.M. one month after the invasion of Cocoe Island (An Island 400mi SW of the Cocos Islands in the Indian Ocean)
The German armies, both SS and SA including Panzers, have dealt heavy blows to the RPGC (Royal Providence of Great Cocoe) forces. The RPGC armies withdrew their forces as soon as the first Kriegsmarine (German Navy) ships were in sight one month ago. Unfortunately they did not have time to destroy factories, oil farms, and other vital recourses that they had in the far north. Thus Germany had extra fuel, ammunition, and other supplies. In the last month RPGC and the German forces got into one major conflict that crippled both sides and many smaller skirmishes. To help balance this, the Luftwaffe (Air force) was assigned to weaken both air and ground forces of RPGC.
Luftwaffe Base: Jaeger
Just after a successful bombing raid on one of the RPGC ground force bases the fighters and bombers just landed. Hptm. (Captain) Korey von Hoth just set down his Messerschmitt Bf. 109 fighter aircraft. As the leader he always came down last, just to make sure his men were ok. He was in charge of one of the two Gruppen (Groups) the Jagdgeschwader (fighter wing) had on that base. When he landed he got out of his aircraft and was met by a long time friend, Hans Recard.
“We need to talk Hptm. Von Hoth.” Hans said saluting.
Korey Von Hoth nodded “Ok just let me address these men.” Korey turn to the crowd of pilots. As soon as he did they saluted and put their arms to their sides. “I’m very proud of the bomber, fighter pilots here today and also of the gunners as well. I’m sure we will get new Aircraft and pilots soon. That is all…dismissed.” The pilots and gunners left. Korey and Hans walked to Korey’s Cabin. Just after they entered Korey asked. “Would you like some water?”
“Oh, no.” Hans said sitting down at a square table.
Korey sat across from him. “Well then. What do you want to ask me?”
“How long can we keep this up? Us sending 15 bombers with 10 fighters to protect them per raid, it’s not going hold out for long. Our losses are minimal compared to theirs but they have more aircraft.”
Korey took a deep breath. “I know how you feel. You think this is easy for me? We are doing heavy damage to the enemy though. The other airfields report similar success as well. Plus we should be getting the new Focke Wulf Fw. 190’s to our Gruppe (Group) in two days.”
Hans sighed. “I don’t know…I doubt they will give the new fighter to us when it is needed against the Russians. The aircraft we get at our next re-supply I bet will be the same old Bf. 109’s, along with some Junkers Ju-87 Stuka dive bombers, and Heinkel He-111 bombers.”
“You maybe right, but the Bf. 109 is a great fighter. I just wish we could get more Bombers. Our Gruppe only has 15 Stukas and 20 He-111’s.” Korey yawned. “I’m going to get some rest.”
“Sorry.” Hans saluted and left.
Hans walked to the cabin he shared with other higher rank pilots. Only one person was in though, the others were enjoying the outside.
“Hey, Lt. Peter Sterlin. How are you?” Hans said.
Peter looked away from his book. “Oh fine. How are you?”
“I’m fine. So what are you reading?”
“The Communist Manifesto…I know what your thinking but don’t worry.” He put a bookmark in the book and closed it. “It’s just a book.”
“Yeah well the Oberstleutnant (Lieutenant Colonel) may not like it.”
Peter put the book under his bed. “You’re probably right. Well I’m going outside now.” Peter walked out the door. Has thought to himself what if this war lasted longer than anyone could predict. He climbed into bed and drifted to sleep.
Korey woke up. It was just turning dawn; he looked around and saw about half of the others in the cabin. He decided a shower could wait till later. He got dressed, put on both his 1st and 2nd class Iron Crosses and walked out the door. He decided to go to the cafeteria to get some hot breakfast for a change. It wasn’t a long walk as he walked he passed some other pilots, some in his Gruppe some that were not. He entered the cafeteria, hardly anybody was in it. Korey was just about to get his breakfast when the Air Raid alarm sounded. Korey quickly ran to his plane. The mechanics gave him his parachute, goggles, vest, and a wish of luck. His plane was already started up and he maneuvered it onto the runway. All he did now was to wait for it to warm up.
Jeremy “Blitz” Buchanan was in charge of these 4 American P-40 fighters and 4 British Spitfire fighters, flying to protect the bombers for this raid on the Germans. He flew a custom P-40 that he altered himself. Two people on this mission flying with him were Skye Freefall who piloted one of the Spitfires, and Jose Angel Martinez who piloted one of the P-40s. He couldn’t ask for better pilots to be in the air with.
Martinez got on the radio “Hey Spirit why isn’t Kid with us?”
“You know why.” Spirit replied.
“Yeah he’s more of a threat to himself and to us than the bloody Germans.” Freefall joked.
Spirit and Martinez laughed.
“Yeah well when we get back we should persuade the higher ups to let him fly. I mean he won’t get better without more experience. What do you say Spirit?” Martinez said.
“Do what you like.” Spirit answered.
The bombers they were escorting were 4 American B-17’s and 4 British Bristol Blenheim Mk.I’s.
“Look alive we got Messerschmitts 12oclock high, five minutes until we drop our bombs.” Spirit informed.
Four Bf-109’s getting ready to attack.
Korey von Hoth led 12 Bf. 109’s to intercept the RPGC aircraft.
“Guys I see the fighters 12oclock low. Ok attack the Bristol Blenheims first then attack the B-17s. If you get a shot at a fighter take it. Work as a team and watch each other. Spread out and attack!”
Korey dived on the closest Bristol; he fired a burst from his cannons and machine guns and hit the wing of the aircraft. Smoke pored from the aircraft and then burst into flames. Korey saw a P-40 in front of him; he aimed for the right wing and fired his machine guns and cannons. The wing broke off and the P-40 began its spin towards Earth. Korey turned his aircraft around and saw another Bristol and P-40 fall with thick smoke trailing from them.
Freefall lined the Messerschmitt into her sights and squeezed the trigger. All eight machine guns tore through the Bf. 109. She smiled as the plane was sent to ground in a heaping mess. She looked to her right and saw Martinez shoot down a plane. She noticed the last two Bristols get shot down. She set her eyes on one of the planes that shot them down and engaged him. He spotted her because he was trying to shake her but no luck. She pored machine gun bullets into the fuselage and it erupted into a ball of flame.
The B-17s opened their bomb bay doors. They were 30 seconds to drop. The armor of the B-17 managed to take hits from AA guns. A Bf.109 was attacking a B-17 but was shaken off by the ball gunners. A Bf. 109 attacking a bomber was shot down by Spirit’s P-40. One B-17 went down due to repeated attacks from 3 to 4 Bf. 109s.The bombers were over their targets, they dropped their bombs scoring hits on hangers and causing craters in one of the three runways. With their mission done the RPGC pilots headed home. The Luftwaffe did not follow.
B-17’s dropping their bombs
5 of 8 bombers shot down
4 of 8 fighters shot down (includes shot down by AA guns)
4 of 12 fighters shot down
3 hangers destroyed
1 of 3 runways unusable for at least 48 hours
Korey landed. He was approached by an officer. “The Oberstleutnant is ordering a counter and for you to lead it…NOW GO!” Korey looked around and saw 6 He-111’s and 6 Stukas getting ready to take off. His ammunition belts were changed and he was re-fueled. He took off as soon as the runway was cleared.
RPGC Airfield: Serpent
Sean “Kid” Rooney just walked out of a nearby bar. He spotted a key superior responsible for putting him in the air of keeping him on the ground. He walked up to him and saluted. “Commander Frost. I would like to know, when I would be able to fly again.”
Frost saluted back. “Well, Rooney is it? How many hours have you flown in a Spit?”
“How many in a Hawker Hurricane?”
Frost was going to say something but was called into the radio room. Kid just waited there. He shifted his head to the right to look in the window. Frost was talking to the radio operator. They looked very focused, as if something was happening. Rooney turned around at the sound of aircraft, they were the aircraft sent to bomb the Luftwaffe base. Just as the planes landed the air raid alarm went off.
Frost ran out of the room. “Rooney go to that hanger” Frost pointed at a nearby hanger. “and get into a Hurricane. You’re going up.”
Kid barely contained his joy. “Yes sir!” He smiled, saluted, and ran towards the hanger. He entered the hanger grabbed the nearby vest, goggles, and other pilot gear. The mechanics helped him put them on; he started up the aircraft and helped guide his aircraft to the runway.
“Hey where are the other aircraft?!” Kid yelled at a mechanic.
“The one’s that just sat down are getting re-fueled and re-armed, that will take a minute. Other aircraft maybe having problems, so for now it will be you and 4 other Hurricanes!” The mechanic answered.
When the group got the signal to take off the Germans were already in sight. AA guns came to life to meet the Aircraft. Kid followed the leader and took off. He didn’t know how they could stop the Germans, since they were already so close to the airfield. After getting airborne the Stukas broke away from the Heinkel and were getting ready to dive. Kid engaged the closest one.
Kid breaking off to attack.
He aimed and fired; the shot couldn’t have been more perfect, the Stuka burst into flame.
“Kid you got a fighter on your six.” A fellow pilot radioed.
It was too late the Bf 109 fired and hit the tail of Kid’s aircraft. Smoke came from the tail and Kid was going down fast, he opened his canopy and bailed out. His Parachute opened with ease and now he began floating down to Earth. He saw his plane crash; unfortunately it crashed into a parked B-17 fully stocked with bombs and fuel for a follow up raid on the Germans.
He-111s getting ready to drop their bombs.
The He-111 released their bombs over the airfield scoring hits on one of the two runways, two administrative buildings were partly damaged, and two Spitfires were destroyed on the ground. The Stukas whistled down on hangers destroying 4 and caused major damage to 3 more. With the bombing done the Luftwaffe headed home.
5 fighters (air and ground)
6 bombers (ground)
4 hangers destroyed
3 hangers (Damaged)
1 of 2 runways useable for at least 48 hours
2 of 8 fighters shot down (Includes shot down by AA guns)
4 of 12 bombers shot down (Includes shot down by AA guns)