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Bf-110C Zerstorer NJG1.6 (G9+GP) $Helmut Niklas W.Nr 2654 May 1942 01 Photo 01: This Bf-110E-1of 6./NJG1 is the aircraft which the wounded Lt. Helmut Niklas crash-landed after shooting down two Wellington bombers on the night of 30/31 May 1942. As the Wellingtons were the pilot's fIrst two victories, the existence of a single white victory bar on the vertical tail unit of this machine would therefore suggest that G9+GP was not his regular aircraft. The fuselage code letters are grey 77 and the aircraft's individual letter 'G' has been narrowly edged in yellow, the Staffel color. Note that the abrasive action of the grass has worn away the black finish on the nose to reveal the 65 or 76 of the original factory finish.
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"We made a wide curve and again positioned ourselves behind our victim."
Leutnant Helmut Niklas claimed his first two victories during Bomber Command's thousand bomber raid against Cologne on the night of 30/31 May 1942. The following report was submitted by his Bordfunker, Uffz. Wenning.
From the ground we had already seen seven bombers shot down - would there be anything left for us? The waiting was agony but at last we got the order to scramble. Once we had reached our Raum we didn't have long to wait. We saw the first one at 1,000 metres, and at a distance of 500 metres we recognised it as a Wellington. The enemy saw us almost simultaneously. He suddenly made a tight turn and we gained so much overtaking speed that we were unable to bring our guns to bear and passed the Wellington at close range. It fired at us, but much too tentatively; the threads of tracer didn't touch us. Leutnant Niklas pulled our aircraft round in a tight curve and we were back behind out target once more. From very close range we fired a burst into the bomber's port wing. It caught fire and we could see a faint glow.
We made a wide curve and again positioned ourselves behind our victim. We fired another burst into the fuselage and wing, which now began to burn brightly. The Wellington flew on for a short time with bigger and bigger flames shooting out of it. It then tipped over and went down like a comet, trailing a banner of fire behind it. There was an explosion just above the ground which lit up the surroundings. We were beside ourselves with joy. I slapped my pilot on the shoulders with both hands - our first kill!
We checked our position with a bearing from base, and then we were ready for the next. He was soon there. I was still bemused by the efforts of changing the ammunition drums at 4,000 metres without an oxygen mask when I saw a Tommy just ahead of us, another Wellington, about 700 metres away. He seemed to be flying rather uncertainly, but he wasn't firing. Had he seen us? We went straight into the attack. The target grew larger, then it was suddenly vast. I held my breath and from point blank range our guns fired into him, sawing into the fuselage and wing. I immediately saw flames coming from the stern. I was just going to shout out "He's on fire!" when Lt. Niklas yelled, "I'm wounded, I'll have to break off!" What I had thought were flames was return fire from the bomber's rear turret.
The engines droned on smoothly so the hits on our aircraft couldn't have been too serious. More serious, however, were my pilot's wounds.
His left arm was hanging down, lifeless. Lt. Niklas could feel the blood pouring down and asked me to bind his arm. In the meantime ground control had told us to fly a heading of 060 degrees. But how? The instrument panel had been hit and the compass was shot to pieces. It. Niklas saw that there was a two-figure degree-scale, which would give us approximate bearings." Tell the airfield control that we must have the lights on at once!" But the lights couldn't be switched on as there were bombers above the airfield. Lt. Niklas had sunk forward again but repeatedly managed to pull himself together until, finally, he said, "I think we'd better bale out - I can't go on!" He realised almost immediately, however, that to bale out in his condition would be madness. Then, to our left, the airfield lights came on.
"I can't see anything - it's all white in front of my eyes." "A bit to the left, Herr Leutnant - not too much!" Now we were flying straight for the airfield. We were almost above the lights before Leutnant Niklas saw them. There was not enough room to make a slow approach. He tried to get to the field by means of a sideslip. There were trees close beneath us.
"We're too low!" "It's OK, we've got enough speed!" "Don't forget the ignition and the intercom!" I couldn't think what that had to do with it. A pond of some sort flashed past our wing-tip. The air speed indicator was still showing 300 kph. "I can't go on!"
Leutnant Niklas fell forward again. Then there was a cracking noise, but quite soft. Soil was flung up against the cabin. We swept on just above the ground - it seemed endless. I sat there fascinated - was this what a belly landing was like? The cracking and banging got louder, then there was a jerk. I was flung to one side - all was then quiet. "Get out!" It was Leutnant Niklas - his head had been flung forward and had regained consciousness. He sprang out of his seat, trying to loosen his parachute as he ran. Then he couldn't do any more. I let him slide down on to the ground, where I opened his blood soaked clothing. The doctor then arrived and took him away. Only then, when I was surrounded by other men and they began asking me questions, did I realise how lucky we had been.
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