At 10:30 a.m.
on October 11th, 1943, Lieutenant Colonel Neil Kirby climbed to 28,000 ft over Weiwok, New Guinea, leading three P47 Thunderbolts toward the most heavily defended Japanese air base in the Southwest Pacific.
Watching radar reports confirm 40 enemy fighters scrambling to intercept his tiny formation.
32 years old, 4 months in combat, 22 pilots already dead.
The Japanese had stationed more than 200 fighters at Weiwok and American intelligence estimated that half of them could be airborne in under 10 minutes.
Most fighter pilots in the Pacific flew the Lockheed P38 Lightning, twin engines, long range, proven killer.
The P47 Thunderbolt was different.
It weighed 8 tons, fully loaded.
Pilots called it the Jug, short for juggernaut.
Some said it flew like one, too.
When Kirby’s 348th fighter group arrived in New Guinea in June 1943 with P47s, the reaction was immediate.
Too heavy, too slow in turns, wrong airplane for the Pacific.
The Japanese flew Zeros and Oscars.
Light, agile, built for dog fighting at low altitude.
The P47 couldn’t match them in a turning fight.
General George Kenny needed every fighter he could get, but he had doubts.
The P-38 dominated Japanese fighters.
Why risk pilots in an unproven aircraft? Kirby requested permission to prove the Thunderbolt could work.
Kenny gave him three months.
The first missions were reconnaissance flights.
High altitude, no contact.
Kirby was studying.
He knew the P47 had one advantage the Japanese couldn’t match.
Speed in the dive.
The turbo supercharger gave the Thunderbolt maximum power at 27,000 ft.
In thin air above 30,000 ft, it remained fast while Japanese fighters struggled to climb.
Kirby developed a tactic.
Climb high.
Spot the enemy below.
Dive at maximum speed.
Fire the 850 caliber machine guns.
Use the speed from the dive to zoom back to altitude before the enemy could react.
Never stay low.
Never turn with Japanese fighters.
Hit and climb always.
He briefed his pilots on the rules.
Altitude is life.
Speed is survival.
Never make a second pass at low altitude.
The Japanese would be waiting.
On September 4th, 1943, Kirby opened his score.
He spotted a Japanese bomber with two fighter escorts at low altitude.
He dove from 25,000 ft.
The closure rate was over 400 mph.
He destroyed the bomber and one fighter before the Japanese knew he was there.
10 days later, he caught a Mitsubishi reconnaissance plane and shot it down.
But the losses continued.
Between August and September, the 348th fighter group lost 11 pilots.
The P38 squadrons were scoring victories with fewer casualties.
Pressure mounted on Kenny to replace Kirby’s thunderbolts with lightnings.
Kirby needed a demonstration, something undeniable.
He requested permission to lead a fighter sweep over Weiwack, free roaming patrol, no escort duty, hunt for Japanese fighters, and force them into combat.
Kenny approved one mission.
If Kirby’s tactics failed, the P47 experiment in the Pacific would end.
The morning of October 11th was clear.
Perfect visibility.
Kirby selected three pilots for the mission.
Captain William Dunham, Captain George Moore, Major Raymond Gallagher, all experienced, all skeptical about what they were being asked to do.
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The flight reached Wiiwac at 10:30.
They cruised at 28,000 ft.
5 miles below them, Japanese fighters sat on four different airfields, Boram, Dagwa, Wiiwac, but more than 50 aircraft visible on the runways.
Japanese radar had tracked them from 50 mi out.
Lieutenant Colonel Tama Terani commanded the Japanese 14th Senti.
He ordered fighters airborne and climbed into his own Oscar to lead the intercept.
Within minutes, more than 36 fighters were climbing to engage four American aircraft.
The odds were 9 to1.
Kirby was about to violate every tactical principle of aerial warfare and create a record that would stand for over a year.
At 11:15, Kirby spotted movement.
One aircraft a mile below off to the left.
Lone fighter heading toward the coast.
The other three Thunderbolts maintained formation at altitude.
Kirby instructed them to drop external fuel tanks.
With the tanks gone, they had roughly 40 minutes of fuel remaining.
Enough to fight.
Not enough to stay long.
Kirby rolled into a dive.
The altimeter unwound.
26,000 22,000 18,000.
The lone fighter grew larger in his gun sight.
Red circles on the wings.
Japanese Oscar.
Nakajima Ki43.
The pilot hadn’t seen him.
Kirby closed to 300 yd.
He pressed the trigger.
Eight 50 caliber machine guns fired simultaneously.
200 rounds in three seconds.
The Oscar’s fuel tank ruptured.
Fire erupted from the engine cowling.
The fighter rolled inverted and fell toward the ocean trailing black smoke.
What Kirby didn’t know that Oscar was flown by Lieutenant Colonel Tamia Terannishi, commander of the Japanese 14th Senti, the officer who had scrambled every available fighter to intercept the American formation.
Teranishi’s last radio transmission came at 11:25.
Japanese records would later confirm his death.
Kirby climbed back to 26,000 ft.
One kill.
Mission accomplished.
Time to go home.
He scanned the sky for his wingmen.
All three Thunderbolts were in formation.
Major Gallagher spotted another fighter near the coast.
Single aircraft heading out to sea.
But before they could pursue, Captain Dunham’s voice came over the radio.
bogeies.
Multiple contacts coming from the coast.
Kirby looked east.
The formation was impossible to miss.
12 twin engine bombers in tight formation.
36 fighters surrounding them.
Oscars, Tony’s, Kawasaki Ki61s, maybe some zeros.
All at 15,000 ft, all heading directly toward Wewac.
The tactical situation was clear.
Four American fighters, low fuel, versus 48 Japanese aircraft, fresh, full ammunition.
The mission was complete.
Intelligence gathered.
One enemy fighter destroyed.
Every training manual said withdraw.
Every experienced pilot would have turned for home.
Kirby had other ideas.
The P47’s strength wasn’t maneuverability.
It was speed and firepower.
His tactic required altitude advantage.
He had it.
11,000 ft above the enemy formation.
The Thunderbolts could dive through the formation at over 400 mph.
Fire.
Zoom back to altitude before the Japanese could react.
Hit them once.
Disappear into the clouds to the south.
But there were risks.
Massive risks.
If anything went wrong during the dive, they’d be trapped at low altitude with no energy to climb.
Surrounded by 48 enemy fighters.
The P47 couldn’t turn with an Oscar.
couldn’t outrun a Tony in level flight at 10,000 feet.
At low altitude, the Thunderbolts advantages disappeared.
At low altitude, four Americans would be easy targets.
Kirby made his decision.
He gave the signal to attack.
The four Thunderbolts rolled into steep dives.
The airspeed indicators climbed past 300 knots, 350, 400.
The Japanese formation grew rapidly larger.
Kirby aimed for the leading edge of the fighter escort.
His finger moved to the trigger.
The Japanese pilots saw them too late.
Four dark shapes plummeting from above.
By the time the escorts reacted, Kirby was already firing.
He selected a Tony.
The convergence point for his eight machine guns was 300 yd.
At that range, the combined firepower was devastating.
The Tony’s wings separated.
The fighter spun toward the jungle below.
Kirby shifted to another target.
Oscar port side of the bomber formation.
3 second burst.
The Oscar exploded.
Kirby pulled hard on the stick.
The thunderbolt speed carried it through the formation and out the other side.
He zoomed back to altitude, checked his six.
Clear.
Looked for his wingman.
Moore was climbing.
Gallagher was nowhere visible.
Dunham’s voice came over the radio.
Urgent.
Two Tony’s on his tail, closing fast.
Kirby spotted them.
Dunham’s P47 was in a shallow dive.
Two Japanese fighters in pursuit 3,000 ft behind him.
They had altitude.
They had position.
In 30 seconds, they’d be in firing range.
Kirby rolled inverted and dove.
His third and fourth kills were about to come in rapid succession.
But somewhere in the chaos below, more than 30 Japanese fighters were regrouping, and they were all looking for him.
Kirby’s dive angle was 70°, nearly vertical.
The airspeed climbed past 420 knots.
The thunderbolt shook.
The two Tony’s chasing Dunham were focused forward.
They didn’t see Kirby until his tracers crossed their flight path.
The first Tony pilot tried to break left.
Too late.
Kirby’s burst caught him in the engine and cockpit.
The fighter nosed over and fell trailing smoke.
The second Tony pilot reacted faster.
He broke hard right and dove.
Kirby followed.
The Tony was more maneuverable, but Kirby had speed.
450 mph, closing fast.
The Tony pilot made a mistake.
He tried to turn.
At that speed, the G forces were brutal.
His turn radius widened.
Kirby cut inside.
Range decreased.
2,000 ft.
1,500 1,000.
He fired.
The Tony’s tail section disintegrated.
The fighter tumbled end over end into the jungle below.
Six kills, 15 minutes of combat, but the situation was deteriorating rapidly.
Kirby looked up.
The sky was full of Japanese fighters.
Oscars and Tony’s were diving from all directions.
More than 30 enemy aircraft converging on his position.
He had altitude again, but his fuel was critical.
Maybe 20 minutes remaining.
Not enough to fight his way out.
He needed to break contact now.
Kirby spotted a cloud layer to the south.
Scattered clouds between 2,000 and 8,000 ft.
Perfect cover.
He called his flight.
Disengage.
Head for the clouds.
Rendevu on the south side.
All three wingmen acknowledged.
The four Thunderbolts dove for the cloud layer.
Japanese fighters followed, but the P47’s dive speed was superior.
By the time the Oscars reached the clouds, the Americans were gone.
Kirby led his flight south through the clouds, then turned west toward Port Moresby.
The Japanese didn’t pursue beyond Weiwok’s defensive perimeter.
The flight landed at Port Moresby at 12:45, 90 minutes after takeoff.
Each pilot climbed out and inspected his aircraft.
Dunham’s P47 had bullet holes in the tail section.
Minor damage.
Moore’s aircraft was untouched.
Gallagher had returned separately.
His aircraft showed no damage either.
The intelligence officer debriefed them immediately.
The gun camera film would take hours to develop, but the pilot’s reports were consistent.
Six confirmed kills for Kirby.
Moore claimed one probable.
Gallagher claimed one probable.
Total enemy aircraft destroyed, six confirmed, two probable.
Zero American losses.
Word spread fast.
By evening, every pilot at Port Moresby knew what happened over Wiiwac.
six kills in one mission against odds of 9 to1 using an aircraft most pilots considered unsuitable for the Pacific theater.
General Kenny received the report at Fifth Air Force headquarters.
He immediately drafted a recommendation for the Medal of Honor.
The citation described the action in detail.
Four fighters against 48 enemy aircraft.
Mission completed.
Reconnaissance objective achieved.
Then voluntary engagement against overwhelming odds.
Six enemy fighters destroyed, one American pilot saved from certain death.
All four aircraft returned safely.
The gun camera footage arrived two days later.
Every kill confirmed.
The film showed Kirby’s first Oscar burning as it fell toward the ocean.
The two Tonies he destroyed while saving Dunham.
The three fighters he shot down during the initial attack on the bomber formation.
Frame by frame documentation of a record-breaking mission.
Kirby’s tactic had worked.
The high alitude dive, the speed advantage, the zoom climb to safety.
Everything he predicted came true.
The P47 Thunderbolt could compete with Japanese fighters.
It just required different tactics, different thinking, different leadership.
The record stood as the most enemy aircraft destroyed by an American fighter pilot in a single mission.
Six confirmed kills.
The previous record was four.
Kirby nearly doubled it.
The next pilot to exceed his achievement wouldn’t do so until January 1945 when William Shomo shot down seven Japanese aircraft in 6 minutes over the Philippines.
On September 23rd, Kirby had been promoted to full colonel.
On October 11th, he proved the promotion was justified.
By November, his total stood at 12 victories.
The P47 experiment in the Pacific was no longer an experiment.
It was proven doctrine.
But Kirby’s war wasn’t over.
Fifth Air Force needed his tactical expertise.
In November 1943, he transferred to headquarter staff, fighter command, training new pilots, developing tactics, sharing his knowledge.
The logical assignment for a colonel with his experience.
But Kirby had other plans.
He requested permission to continue flying combat missions.
Kenny approved with one condition.
Kirby would balance staff duties with occasional combat flights, not full-time combat, too valuable to lose.
The arrangement suited both men.
For 3 months, it worked perfectly.
Then came March 5th, 1944.
Between November 1943 and March 1944, Kirby lived two lives.
Staff officer by day, fighter pilot whenever possible.
The arrangement created tension.
His administrative duties required full attention, strategic planning, tactical development, training programs, but combat was his calling.
Every time he heard fighters taking off, he wanted to be in the cockpit.
His superiors understood.
General Kenny encouraged a rivalry between top aces in the Pacific.
Richard Bong flew P38 Lightnings.
Tommy Maguire flew P-38s.
Both were accumulating kills faster than anyone else in the theater.
Bong had 21 victories by January 1944.
Maguire had 19.
Kirby had 12.
The rivalry wasn’t personal.
It was strategic.
Kenny used competition to motivate his best pilots.
The publicity helped recruitment.
Newspaper stories about American aces boosted morale at home.
War bond drives featured fighter pilots.
Hollywood made movies about them.
The rivalry served multiple purposes, but there was a cost.
Top aces felt pressure to increase their scores.
More missions, more risks, more chances to die.
Maguire would be killed in January 1945 with 38 victories.
Bong would survive the war with 40 kills, but die test flying a jet fighter in August 1945.
Kirby would die first.
His aircraft carried a personal touch.
Every P47 he flew bore the name Fiery Ginger.
The nickname came from his wife Virginia.
Red hair, strong personality.
They married in 1937 at Randolph Field in Texas.
She gave him three sons, Robert, John, Kenneth, all born before the war.
By March 1944, Kirby flew Fiery Ginger 4, his fourth aircraft with that name.
Republic P47D2, serial number 4275908.
850 caliber machine guns, 2500 lb of armor plate.
Pratt and Whitney R2800 engine producing 2,000 horsepower.
Maximum speed 360 mph in level flight, 430 in a dive.
The Thunderbolt could absorb incredible damage.
German ace Hinesbar later said the P47 could take an astounding amount of lead and had to be handled very carefully.
Multiple pilots returned from missions with hundreds of bullet holes.
Engine damage, control surface damage, missing sections of wing.
The aircraft kept flying.
That durability saved lives, but it couldn’t save everyone.
Kirby’s victory total climbed slowly.
On January 9th, 1944, he shot down two fighters over Weiwack.
His score reached 21, equal to Bong.
But Bong scored again on January 26th, then twice more in early February.
By March 5th, Bong had 24 confirmed victories, three ahead of Kirby.
The pressure was building.
not official pressure.
Kenny never ordered pilots to take unnecessary risks, but the competition created its own momentum.
Every pilot knew the score.
Every mission could change the standings.
Every day mattered.
March 5th started like dozens of other days.
Clear weather over New Guinea.
Multiple fighter patrols scheduled.
Kirby wasn’t assigned to any of them.
He was scheduled for staff meetings, planning sessions, routine headquarters work.
But Captain Samuel Blair and Captain William Dunham were flying a patrol over Weiwack.
Routine fighter sweep, looking for targets of opportunity.
Kirby made a decision.
He would join them.
Three aircraft instead of two.
Better odds, more firepower.
He signed out Fiery Ginger 4, performed the pre-flight inspection, started the engine, taxi to the runway, took off at,400 hours local time.
The flight plan was simple.
Fly to WEWAC.
Patrol the airspace above Japanese airfields.
Intercept any enemy aircraft attempting to land or take off.
Standard fighter sweep.
Duration approximately 2 hours.
Return before dark.
Kirby had flown this mission dozens of times.
Nothing unusual.
Nothing particularly dangerous.
By 1700 hours, they were over Weiwok.
Altitude 22,000 ft.
Perfect visibility.
Below them, Japanese aircraft were active.
Bombers returning from missions, fighters on patrol, transport aircraft moving supplies, rich target environment, exactly what they wanted.
At 1720, Kirby spotted movement.
Three Kawasaki Ki48 bombers, twin engine light bombers approaching Dagua airfield for landing.
Vulnerable, low altitude, low speed, perfect targets.
He called the attack.
All three thunderbolts rolled into diving attacks.
What happened next would take less than 5 minutes and cost Kirby everything.
The three Thunderbolts do from 22,000 ft.
Kirby targeted the lead bomber.
Blair took the second.
Dunham went for the third.
The closure rate was extreme, 400 mph.
The Ki48 pilots never had a chance to evade.
Kirby opened fire at 800 yardds.
His eight machine guns converged on the bomber’s fuselage.
The Ki48 shuddered under the impact.
Pieces of aluminum tore away from the wings.
The bomber rolled left and descended toward the ocean, but Kirby didn’t see it crash.
The speed of his dive carried him past the target too quickly.
Blair’s bomber exploded in midair, direct hit on the fuel tanks.
Dunham’s target went into a spin and crashed into the jungle near Dagwa.
Two confirmed kills, immediate, obvious.
Kirby’s target was different.
It was damaged, descending, but still flying.
The qualification for a confirmed kill required witness destruction, crash, explosion, complete structural failure.
Kirby made a decision.
He would make another pass, verify the kill, ensure the bomber went down.
He called his wingmen, told them he was going back.
They acknowledged, continued climbing to altitude.
Kirby turned back toward the coast.
This was the moment everything changed.
Every tactical principle Kirby taught his pilots said, “Climb, get altitude.
Never stay low after an attack.
” The Japanese would scramble fighters.
They would be waiting.
A second pass at low altitude handed every advantage to the enemy.
Kirby knew this.
He taught this.
He wrote the doctrine, but he made the turn anyway.
At Daguwa airfield, Japanese controllers watched three American fighters attack their bombers.
They immediately scrambled the alert flight.
Five Nakajima Ki43 Oscars from the 77th Senti took off within 90 seconds.
Warrant officer Kuichi Mitoma led the flight.
Sergeant Hiroshi Aoyagi flew as his wingman.
All five pilots were experienced.
All five knew American tactics.
They expected the P-47s to dive once and climb away.
They didn’t expect one to return.
Kirby’s bomber was 3 miles off the coast.
Still airborne, still descending.
He closed from behind.
Range decreased.
1,000 yd 800 600.
He fired.
The tracers walked into the bomber’s left engine.
Fire erupted.
The Ki48 rolled inverted and hit the ocean.
Kirby’s 22nd victory, his last.
The Oscar pilot saw him immediately.
Single P47, low altitude, slow air speed, vulnerable.
Mitoma and Aoyagi dove on him from above.
Kirby’s air speed was below 300 mph, not enough energy to climb quickly, not enough altitude to dive away.
The tactical situation was reversed.
The advantages he always maintained were gone.
He pushed the throttle forward.
The R2800 engine responded.
2,000 horsepower, but acceleration takes time.
The Oscars were already in firing position.
Range 400 yd.
300.