The three Phantoms were flying northwest, into the evening sun, escorting a slow, radar-laden RB-66 reconnaissance bomber close to the Red Chinese border. To Major Wilbur R. Dudley, 34, of Alamogordo, N. Mex., the first hint of trouble was the wink of cannon fire beneath his Phantom fighter. It came from four "silver, swept-wing and well-kept aircraft"—Communist MIG-17s, presumably Chinese. "I broke to the right," recalled Dudley after last week's action, "and pickled [dropped] my fuel tanks, and then I came up on this MIG just as it was making a firing pass on the rear of the RB-66."
Thus—if Peking...
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