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World War II: Mexican Air Force Helped Liberate the Philippines
Underway once again, Fairisle joined a convoy. ‘The journey was made bearable
by the happy spirit of the Squadron,’ wrote one man. ‘In these hot nights, the sound of the guitars was heard:
`La Cancion Mixteca’ and other Mexican melodies were played while young soldiers played cards using their life jackets
as cushions.’ As the ships steamed west, General Douglas MacArthur cabled President Avila Camacho: ‘The 201st Squadron … is about
to join this command. I wish to express to you, Mr. President, the inspiration and pleasure this action arouses…it is
personally most gratifying because of my long and intimate friendship with your great people.’
The convoy entered Manila Bay on May 1 and was received by the theater air commander, General George Kenney–representing General MacArthur–Honorary Consul Alfredo Carmelo and other officials. Shortly afterward,
they left by train for their assigned airfield at Porac, near Clark Field.
Porac was hardly a paradise. The Mexicans’ new base of operations consisted of a dirt
runway hacked out of the jungle, surrounded by low green hills. By night, small-arms fire could generally be heard, and by
day there was the intermittent sound of artillery pounding the retreating enemy. A nearby prisoner of war camp had just been
liberated, and the Mexican airmen were sobered by the ghastly sight of American and Filipino soldiers and civilians in a state
of acute starvation. Filipino guerrillas were mopping up, and occasionally a Japanese soldier emerged from the jungle. There
was a control tower in the center of the field, an encampment at one end where the Fifth Air Force’s 58th Fighter Group
had established itself, and not much else.
The 58th Group, to which Kenney had assigned the squadron, was a seasoned veteran of the New Guinea campaign, consisting of three squadrons. The 201st
was attached as a fourth, though it would operate under Mexican command and administration and occupy its own area.
On May 17, 1945, the 201st began flying combat orientation missions, with its pilots assigned
to various other squadrons. Shortly thereafter, however, the so-called Aztec Eagles started flying missions as a unit. Their
initial targets were buildings, vehicles, artillery and enemy concentrations in the Marikina
watershed east of Manila, where the U.S.
25th Infantry Division was encountering fierce resistance.
The squadron comprised four flights of eight pilots each. Commanding flight operations was
Captain Radames
Gaziola Andrad, a senior pilot with 4,000 flight hours. Pilots were briefed each evening for the first mission
of the next day. In the morning, they took off at about 0800. Missions were short, though they lengthened as the Japanese
were pushed back. After the first mission of the day, mechanics and armorers would refuel and rearm the aircraft. The second
mission would take off about 1300. In the hot afternoon the pilots would relax while mechanics repaired the aircraft, armorers
removed and cleaned machine guns and specialists checked radios and instruments.
The squadron soon began flying missions led by its own officers. On June 1, a sortie was launched
in which 2nd Lt. Fausto Vega Santander, the squadron’s
youngest pilot, was killed. That loss came when a four-plane flight led by Lieutenant Carlos Garduno made a target run on an island off Luzon’s west coast. Vega died when his P-47, for reasons that have never been explained, suddenly
rolled and crashed into the sea.
Only a few days later another pilot, Lieutenant Jose Espinosa Fuentes, died when the P-47 he was flight-testing after repairs crashed at nearby
Floridablanca after takeoff. The reported cause was engine failure, but one analysis found the rudder trim-tab linkage reversed.
Witnesses said the engine had been running up to the moment of impact.
Throughout June, the campaign to liberate Luzon continued as the U.S. Sixth Army fought north
toward Cagayan Valley
in the central highlands, where Japanese General Tomoyuki
Yamashita’s Fourteenth Army was holding out. The troops advanced through rugged mountain passes above scenic
valleys, sculpted with ancient rice terraces and dotted with the thatch-roofed houses of the Ifugao people. The fighting was
a brutal combination of jungle and mountain warfare. Close air support proved crucial, and as the fighting moved deeper into
the mountains, the 201st’s missions changed from hitting visible targets to striking hard-to-see troops and fortified
positions in close proximity to friendly forces.
A special training group was formed in
Mexico City, staffed with expert specialists chosen in a competitive
recruiting process. The group consisted of 300 enlisted
men and officers from all branches of the military, including 38 of the best pilots. Command was assigned to Colonel Antonio Cardenas Rodriguez, known for his goodwill
flights over Latin America. He had flown combat missions over North Africa with the U.S. 97th Bomb Group and was well connected with
senior American officers, including U.S. Army Air Forces
General Jimmy Doolittle.
Group personnel were as diverse as their specialties. Volunteers came from the Rio Grande to the Guatamalan border, from large and small towns. Ramiro Bastarrochia Gamboa
came from the state of Yucatan; Pedro Martines
de la Concho, a mechanic, hailed from Baja California; radioman Pedro Ramirez Corona was from the coastal hamlet of Colima; Miguel Alcantar Torres, a paratrooper with U.S. combat experience at Casablanca, Bizerte and Sicily, received
an honorable discharge from the U.S. Army to join; Joaquin
Ramirez Vilchis, a pilot and scion of a prominent Mexico City family, had commanded a cavalry unit in Jalisco. All
were eager to serve with the elite FAM.
On July 20, 1944, at Balbuena Military Camp, the new group passed in review before the president,
who told them they were headed to the United States
for combat training. He reminded them that their ‘brothers from the Republic
of Brazil’ were fighting in Italy
and that if necessary they would go there, concluding with an invitation to all personnel ‘to petition me with whatever
you may desire.’
Avila Camacho was undoubtedly surprised when, according to historian Dennis Cavagnaro, ‘a
soldier in the rear ranks took two steps forward, smartly saluted and said, in a loud, clear voice, `Mi Presidente,
I am Angel Cabo Bocanegra del Castillo, and, Sir,
I request that a school be built in my home town of Tepoztlan, Morelos.’ Today, the school that was subsequently built
still stands in that beautiful mountain village.
After the review and ceremonies, the young pilots and ground personnel bid their families
farewell amid tears and singing of the traditional ‘golondrinas’ and boarded a special train. On July 26,
the men arrived at Nuevo Loredo, on the Texas border. The whole town turned out
to cheer the first unit in history to leave the country on a fighting mission. Newsreel cameras captured the ceremonies
as the men crossed the border into Laredo and were greeted by Mexican congressmen and U.S. military and civilian authorities. There, they entrained
to Randolph Army Air Base at San Antonio. Personnel were then
separated by specialty and sent to various bases for training. The pilots went to Victoria,
Texas, to transition to Curtiss P-40 Warhawks.
Their next posting was to Pocatello, Idaho. There, in October, pilots were reunited with ground personnel and began training
as a unit. The pilots transitioned to Republic P-47D Thunderbolts with little difficulty. The mechanics took a liking to the
big fighters, calling them ‘Peh-Cuas,’ short for P-47 in Spanish. A special unit, Section I, was designated
to train the Mexicans and was commanded by Captain Paul
Miller, a dedicated American officer who had grown up in Peru
and was fluent in Spanish. Just 24, Miller had served as assistant air attache at the U.S. Embassy in Mexico. His priority was the pilots’ safety and preparation
for combat. As a result, he rigorously enforced the tight discipline that he believed was necessary to the Mexican airmen’s
success.
With the onset of winter, bad weather and below-zero temperatures began to limit flying and
retard training. A change of station was requested by Colonel Cardenas, and on November 27 the unit left for Greenville,
Texas, northeast of Dallas.
There, the pilots flew an intensive schedule, incorporating ground attack, air combat, advanced acrobatics, instrument flying
and navigation, and formation and high-altitude flight. Their P-47Ds were state-of-the-art aircraft. Equipped with twin turbochargers,
they could top 40,000 feet, and in a dive they could approach the sound barrier. It was heady stuff for new fighter pilots,
and dangerous as well.
After a rainstorm on January 23, 1945, a young second lieutenant, Cristoforo Salido Grijalva, attempted a takeoff from a muddy taxiway
that he had apparently mistaken for an active runway. Warnings from the tower went unheeded. Salido hit his brakes and crashed
before becoming airborne. His P-47 ended up inverted, and the young officer drowned in the mud that jammed the cockpit before
the crash crew could free him. Salido’s death
hit the unit hard.
Morale was further eroded by the discrimination the Mexican airmen encountered in the area. A sign over the town’s
main street read ‘Greenville Welcome–The Blackest
Land–The Whitest People.’ Pilots were amazed when they were refused service in a restaurant, but a more serious
concern was off-base housing. An international incident was narrowly averted through hasty intervention between base officials
and civic leaders. Accommodations were found for the men, and authorities circulated the word that the Mexicans were there
as allies and should be treated with courtesy.
In some cases the youthful pilots’ natural exuberance led to breaches of regulations.
In one notorious incident, Lieutenant Reynaldo Perez Gallardo
brought his Thunderbolt in hot and low over Greenville one
evening, intent on celebrating his recent marriage by giving the locals a beautiful buzz job. The big ‘Jug’ thundered
down main street at over 300 miles an hour, its wingtips narrowly missing the buildings. Unknown to the lieutenant, inside
a movie theater sat Captain Miller and his wife, enjoying a show. As Perez roared overhead, the vibrations reportedly’shook
the building to its foundations.’ Miller was furious and summarily removed the lieutenant from flying status. The young
lieutenant would later return to the unit and fly combat missions in the Philippines.
At year’s end, Mexico
prepared for the unit’s deployment. Speaking to the senate, the president asked for the authority to send troops abroad.
It was granted, and an order was issued redesignating the unit as the Mexican Expeditionary Air Force (FAEM). Rather than send the FAEM to join the Brazilian squadron in Italy,
the Mexican president suggested operations in the Philippines
to President Franklin D. Roosevelt. There, he said, the unit could aid ‘the liberation of a people for whom it is felt
a continuity of idiom, history and traditions.’
On February 22, 1945, the new unit was given its battle flags in a formal ceremony, complete
with two bands and a 21-gun salute. With the entire FAEM at attention, and officials from both countries, family members and
hundreds of civilians watching, Mexican Subsecretary of
War General Francisco L. Uruquizo, representing the president, presented the Mexican battle flag to Colonel Cardenas
and gave a speech. He emphasized that Mexico
was fighting with the Allied nations to support democracy and human rights, and reminded the pilots to represent their country
with valor and honor. The airmen passed in review, manned their planes and roared into the cold, clear sky for an hour-long
demonstration of combat tactics. The proceedings were broadcast live on radio in Mexico
and Latin America and covered extensively in area newspapers. Newsreel footage of the event
was later shown in theaters across the United States.
The pilots completed their training with air-to-air gunnery practice at Brownsville. On the afternoon of March 10, Lieutenant Javier Martinez Valle was up over the gunnery range, pursuing a target trailing from a tow plane.
Flying alone into the setting sun, Martinez encountered trouble.
His aircraft went out of control, and he was killed
in the ensuing crash. It was thought that his P-47 must have struck the target cable or counterweight.
On March 27 the FAEM members boarded the liberty ship Fairisle at San Fransisco, joining
1,500 U.S. troops bound for the Philippines. Seasickness and fear of attack by submarines weighed on the men as
the voyage wore on, and the screaming sirens of battle station drills made them edgy. But there were some lighter moments.
At New Guinea, for example, the base commander
invited the pilots to a party where they enjoyed iced beer and watched the new color movie Fighting Lady. Returning
to Fairisle after that interlude, some of the well-lubricated airmen fell during the climb up the cargo net and had
to be assisted aboard.
The new targets were generally covered with jungle and virtually invisible. Steep mountains,
bad weather and anti-aircraft fire made air support missions hazardous. A controller on the ground or in a liaison aircraft
would mark Japanese positions with a colored smoke shell or rocket and confirm with the squadron leader as the flights orbited
the area. The leader would make a ‘dry’ pass over the target, then lead the first flight in.
The pilots dived one by one, ignoring enemy tracers and flak, dropped their ordnance and pulled
up hard, nearly blacking out from G-forces as they felt the concussions of their 1,000-pounders ripping open the jungle canopy
just below them. Debris was often thrown up 1,500 feet by the blasts, and the air was filled with black smoke. When a controller
was unable to identify the target, or the frequent summer rainstorms closed in, the pilots had to abort and jettison their
bombs in a safe zone. The controllers couldn’t always see the effects of the bombing, but where they could, they frequently
noted ‘very good’ to ‘excellent’ results. Amazingly enough, no friendly casualties were attributed
to the 201st.
When the Japanese presented a visible target, the Aztec Eagles quickly pounced on their prey.
On June 17 on a mission to Payawan, in the central highlands, a controller with the call-sign ‘Bygone’ directed
the squadron members to attack enemy concentrations 4,000 yards northeast of that town. Lieutenant Amador Samano Pia later remembered: ‘Our leader, Lieutenant Hector Espinosa Galvan, discovered an enemy convoy on one of
the secondary roads, and he ordered our seven planes to attack it. We came directly toward the target, machine-gunning. I
took aim at a truck right in front of me, we got closer and I fired two bursts of machine-gun fire and almost immediately
flames enveloped the truck. Quickly we pulled up to avoid the explosions after dropping bombs. The enemy responded vigorously
with light arms fire and damaged two of our airplanes. This mission lasted from 1330 hours to 1545 hours.’
As dangerous as close support was, a riskier assignment was in the works — very long-range
(VLR) fighter sweeps across the South China Sea. The U.S. Navy, preparing to invade Japan, needed control of the sea lanes south of Kyushu, an area dominated by the island of Formosa (Taiwan), an occupied Japanese military bastion. Though enemy activity had been
reduced by Fifth Air Force bombing, it was still a threat and — located almost 600 miles from the 201st’s base
— at the limit of the range of its P-47s.
Early in July, the 58th Fighter Group left for Okinawa. The
201st would operate from Clark Field while it brought its P-47 inventory up to strength with new P-47D-30 models and awaited
more Mexican squadrons. In the meantime, the aircraft were fitted with auxiliary wing tanks and prepared for VLR missions.
Early on July 6, eight Mexican Thunderbolts took off from Clark
with a maximum load, barely clearing the runway. Hanging over the vast expanse of the Pacific as they traveled north hour
after hour, with the blazing tropical sun beating down on their cramped cockpits, the pilots became drained and dehydrated.
Adding to their discomfort was the tension of flying single-engine aircraft over hundreds of miles of water with only basic
instruments. A small navigational error, bad weather or high fuel consumption could force them to ditch.
Over Formosa,
the Mexicans encountered no challengers. The Aztec Eagles owned the air. The sweep was completed successfully, and all pilots
managed to return safely to Clark except Lieutenant Perez, who put down at Lingayen, out of fuel. After over seven hours in the air, in full survival
gear, the men had to be helped from their cockpits. Each downed several ounces of hard liquor before debriefing, to break
the tension.
More sweeps were flown in July. The Mexican pilots also practiced combat tactics and ferried
new P-47s from Biak Island, New Guinea,
to Clark — as well as flying war-weary Jugs to Biak for disposal. It was the height
of the typhoon season by that time, and the weather conditions proved both unpredictable and treacherous.
On July 16, Lieutenant
Espinosa Galvan, flying in foul weather, ran out of gas just short of Biak and was
forced to ditch. His plane sank, and he apparently did not get out. Three days later two pilots — Captain Pablo Rivas Martinez and wingman Lieutenant Guillermo Garcia Ramos — flew into
a thunderstorm and became separated. Garcia bailed out over a Japanese-held island and was saved in a dramatic rescue by an
Australian Consolidated PBY crew. Rivas was never found.
On July 21, Lieutenant Mario Lopez Portillo took
off from Biak with an American pilot. They made it to Luzon
before hitting stormy weather. Flying on instruments, they made a navigational error and crashed into a mountain.
On August 8 the Aztec Eagles returned to Formosa
on a bombing mission led by Lieutenant Amadeo Castro Almaza.
Crossing the sea at altitude, they dropped to the water near the island to evade enemy radar. Each pilot had his hands full,
balancing a 1,000-pound bomb under the right wing with the near-empty external fuel tank under the left. Over the target,
a cluster of buildings near the port of Karenko,
they attacked. As Lieutenant Castro dropped his bomb, his P-47 lurched violently, due to the sudden loss of equilibrium, slamming
him around the cockpit. Recovering, the shaken lieutenant radioed his companions to warn them. Their mission completed, the
pilots landed at alternate airfields.
Two days later, the squadron flew its final mission, escorting a U.S. Navy convoy bound for
Okinawa. Intelligence had concerns that Japanese suicide planes based on Formosa might attack the ships. The 201st provided air cover
in shifts for a 12-hour period until they were relieved by USAAF Northrop P-61 Black Widows at dusk.
On the night of August 26, the men were watching a movie when Captain Gaziola suddenly ordered the film stopped. He announced that Fifth Air Force
headquarters had received a message that an atom bomb had been dropped and Japan
had surrendered. Later the report was verified, and the men celebrated with the traditional ‘grito’ shout
of joy.
Fifty-eight years have passed since the FAEM came home from the war in the Philippines. Its men paraded victoriously into Mexico City’s national square on a sunny day in November 1945, presented their battle
flag and heard President Avila Camacho, speaking to the crowd and to the nation by radio. His voice echoing over a sea of
cheering people, the president said: ‘General, chiefs, officers and troops of the Expeditionary Air Force, I receive
with emotion the Flag that the country has conferred…as a symbol of her and those ideas of humanity for which we fight
in a common cause. … You return with glory, having complied brilliantly with your duty and, in these moments, in this
historic Plaza, you receive the gratitude of our people.’
The young pilots who flew and fought with their Yankee counterparts are now gray-haired grandfathers,
enjoying retirement. The P-47s with bright Mexican tricolor markings and U.S.
star-and-bar insignia they flew so proudly have long ago been scrapped. The battle flag they carried rests in a place of honor
in the National History
Museum.
Five of those pilots became FAM generals; others went on to distinguished careers in aviation,
business and academia. In reminiscing about their WWII experiences, they often mention the satisfaction they feel in having
represented their country to help defeat a global threat. Above all, however, when they get together today they remember their
fallen comrades. The FAEM helped end Mexican isolationism. It paved the way for important accords between Mexico and the United States and demonstrated
that Mexico was capable of mounting an
expeditionary force in a successful partnership, achieving good results at reasonable cost. It also helped modernize the FAM.
Significant as these accomplishments are, perhaps the unit’s most meaningful legacy
is the improved understanding and cooperation it fostered between the American and Mexican peoples and the national and cultural
pride the Aztec Eagles brought to their country. Those have proved to be enduring benefits.
