ABSTRACT
People were understandably ‘jumpy’. Britain, though born of pillage by ferocious invaders, had not faced the certainty of foreign terror upon her soil for centuries. The lessons of the more awkward moments in her island story had been disregarded. Major Werner Molders was one of the leaders of these air invaders. He flew his maiden sortie across the Channel four days after Major Galland’s first combat over England. Words spoken by Helmuth Wieck who, by November 1940, was to have become a twenty-five-year-old Major and fighter ace, recapture the contemporary hero-worship that attached to the name of Werner Molders. Major Molders was helped out of his cockpit. His legs were bleeding from several splinter wounds which he had failed to notice in the concentration of the fighting. Hermann Goering personally arranged for his immediate flight to an Air Force hospital in Berlin, where he spent eleven days.
