Word: cessnas
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Tactical Air. The Cessna, at times flying so low it scratched its belly on the treetops, was the rebels' tactical air force...
Right up to the dramatic climax of President Arbenz' forced resignation, the war in Guatemala was a strange, onesided air war, fought by three mysterious F47 Thunderbolts and an absurd little Cessna sports plane, all under the command of the leader of the anti-Communist rebels, Colonel Castillo Armas...
Grenades & Thunderbolts. In the air, meanwhile, Castillo Armas' pilots were scoring successes. His air force was tiny but effective. It took only a small Cessna plane, carrying hand grenades and a light machine gun, to blow up the gasoline tanks at the Pacific port of San Jose, thus forcing Arbenz into immediate and drastic gas rationing. F47 Thunderbolts -Castillo Armas would not say where they were flying from-strafed Guatemala City and Puerto Barrios. Arbenz was embarrassingly unable to fight back. His air force, made up of a few lightly armed trainers, was no match for F-47s, even...
...were looking nervously over their shoulders last week, as the pro-Communist government of President Jacobo Arbenz began to crack down on its opponents. A dozen prominent citizens made sudden dashes for asylum in foreign embassies; hundreds went into hiding. The country's leading aviator climbed into his Cessna and fled to El Salvador. The chief of the anti-Communist Workers Committee, newly named to the post after the body of the former chief was found floating in Lake Atitlán, disappeared. Plain-clothes police bustled around the capital, searching houses, running down fugitives, laying ambushes at embassy...
...next day it turned out that indestructible Poppa was still alive. In its forced landing (made to avoid a flock of huge jungle birds), the Cessna had damaged nothing but its undercarriage. Its three occupants clambered down cliffs to the crocodile-infested river, while clouds of mosquitoes whined about them. As night fell, they built a fire to keep curious elephants at bay. One elephant, Hemingway said later, "was silhouetted twelve paces away, listening to my wife snore." When he woke her, she said, " 'I never snore. You've got a fixation about "it.' I said...