I had a friend (now deceased) who flew 47's in the European theater. He got shot down low level over Belgium and was wounded slightly in the leg. Parachuted into a freshly plowed field that had one tree in the middle. Using his hunting knowledge he crawled up in the brush around the tree and sat still for two days. Since they saw no tracks in the filed they never looked towards the middle. He sat there for two days until they finally gave up and left. He got hooked up with the Resistance. They tried to get him out through Switzerland, but he got given away to the SS along with a Canadian. They were being tortured in a basement when he got loose and killed the only Nazis guard with an icepick to the ear! They escaped through a basement window, got back with the Resistance and wound up swimming across the Pirennes river into Spain in wintertime and escaped out through Gibraltar! It took more than a year for him to get back to England and he was listed as KIA during that time. He didn't talk about it much, but one night during a fishing trip, he and Lewis Pendleton, a Medal of Honor winner whose neck was scalloped out by a close call with an 88 shell, sat up drinking with an Airforce friend of mine and talked about it. Some really tough cats!!