This story of a young man who joined the navy in the hopes of being a pilot, it starts with Helmut Malke as a cadet touring the Far East in the aftermath of the Great War, and he recalls the news of Hitler’s ascent to power.
Mahlke is assigned to be a navigator/observer serving about the Admiral Scheer, but he wants to be a pilot and manages to get accepted for Stuka training, initially to be deployed on the (anticipated) soon to be completed German aircraft carrier Graf Zeppelin. However, with the outbreak of the war, his dive-bomber Gruppe become part of the Luftwaffe, and Mahlke and his team are thrust into the war.
As a senior, and seemingly very proficient flyer, Mahlke rapidly climbs the chain of command within his group, and this book offers an amazing view from the Stuka’s cockpit, of historic battles in the first few years of the war, the invasion of Poland, the race through France and Dunkirk are all successes, and Mahlke describes them in detail, along with life in the squadron, and how they managed to muddle through when things go wrong. Arguably the best bits of the book are when Mahlke talks about day-to-day life, and also when he talks at length about the shock of losses – the pointless training accidents hit especially hard, and it is not until later that the losses in Russia feel justified.
Mahlke then moves to the Mediterranean Theatre, seeing combat in Malta, North Africa and Create. Again the detail is the most interesting thing, and he seems reasonably honest in most things (although his Gruppe do seem to be astonishingly accurate!).
Finally, the book moves to the invasion of Russia, and his Gruppe’s part in that. In this section, the sheer ferocity and intensity of the fighting is more visceral, and losses rack up. It is here that Mahlke talks about how much it matters to be helping the men on the ground. Shot down twice, he makes a miraculous escape on both occasions, crash landing and managing to make it back to friendly lines. They move around a lot, and Mahlke’s combat career comes to an abrupt end when he is shot down again by Russian Mig’s – mistaken for friendly aircraft as he is looking below to find his target that was attacking ground troops. He is badly burnt, and despite thing he will be back on the front lines in a few days, this turns out to be his final combat mission, and the book ends with a summary of the last few years without mentioning his staff service.
Overall, I thought this one of the best war memoirs I have read. Obviously coming from the German side, there is an automatic tendency to assume the worst, but an honest reading of this makes it difficult to judge Mahlke’s true political feelings. He talks of the harshness of the Versailles Treaty on Germany on several occasions, offering up something of a reason for Germany’s hardships, but I can’t recall it as a justification for war, and as political news reaches him in various locations he seems content that life will continue as is – the war seems to come as a bit of a surprise. Anyone interested in WW2 aviation should read this fascinating account.