It was just two years since Rene Mouchotte had made his first kill while in the service of the RAF. In the intervening time he had risen to become the leader of the Free French No 341 Squadron, operating from bases in southern England.
For five minutes more the Germans went on attacking us... Suddenly the sky filled with “contrails” — a hundred, perhaps, in fours, coming from the north. It was the Thunderbolts, at last. Still, better late than never, and they certainly saved our bacon.
