The Red Baron Monologue

“For me it all began on a morning not so different than this one, calm, peaceful, and almost serene. That day was the morning of June 24th 1917 the day that Jastas 4, 6, 10, and 11 were combined to form Jagdgeschwader 1 (JG. 1) with the almost legendary Manfred Von Richthofen at command, or by his nick name The Red Baron. When I actually met him he was just as I had envisioned he would be, almost larger than life. Thinking back I realize that I acted a lot like an excited school child when I first met him, though despite that he almost immediately took a liking to me, where most men would sit around during dinner time I was seated with him and his friends whom has been flying or had flown with him before.” “JG.1 was developed to achieve and
Then we spotted the English fighters, we moved in to attack, our unit was flying s little higher than theirs which allowed us to dive down on top of them. I picked out my target a lonely English bomber flying a little low, I came right up onto his tail and started firing my double machine guns into his tail and elevators. A moment later he was going down, then suddenly I heard bullets flying past my head and heard the tearing of canvas as bullets passed through the wings of my aircraft, I had an enemy on my six. The first maneuver I performed was pulling up as hard as I could hoping to either get him off my tail or to get onto his. However the bullet storm continued, to the point I thought I was going to die until suddenly the bullets stopped I looked back and the only thing I was saw was the aero plane of none other than Manfred Von Richthofen himself” “Even though my plane was battered I was able to get all the back our airfield with little difficulty, it was the landing that was hard. My plane was listing slightly to left and the whole plane was resistant to fly straight. Upon approach I cut the engine and at the last second pulled the plane right so as to cancel out the leftward list. Touchdown was rougher than usual and I was glad I didn’t crash or my ground crew, whom are responsible for maintaining my aero plane in operational order would not have been in good
In his attempt to shoot down an enemy pilot he flew too low inside enemy lines and was shot through the chest. One of the last friends I had in this war is now dead, following the Red Baron’s demise morale among pilots in the JG. 1 is at an all-time low. I cannot see how Germany will ever be able win this war now, every day the allied forces of Russia, Japan, England, and the United States gain more momentum against us, they are in far superior numbers are sustaining a charge that was never foreseen by the Kaiser. It would seem Germany’s goal of winning the war is nigh impossible