Hans Ritter Von Adam - Death

Death

Leutnant Adam was shot down and killed on 15 November 1917 near Langemarck in his Albatros D.V. He was combatting foes from both No. 29 Squadron RFC and No. 29 Squadron RFC; Captain Kenneth Barbour Montgomery of No.45 Squadron, Royal Flying Corps was the apparent victor.

By the time of his death, von Adam had already won the Iron Cross First Class and the Military Merit Order. However, posthumous awards continued. On 2 February 1918, von Adam received the Knight's Cross with Swords of the Royal House Order of Hohenzollern. On 20 May 1919, Bavaria's highest military decoration, the Military Order of Max Joseph (Militär-Max-Joseph-Orden), was posthumously bestowed on Adam, retroactive to 28 July 1917. On that date, as deputy Staffelführer of Jasta 6, while his Staffelführer chased one bomber, Adam had attacked and broken up the rest of a formation of enemy bombers, and continued the pursuit despite damage to his own aircraft, until his squadron had destroyed the enemy formation. For a commoner, award of the Military Order of Max Joseph carried with it a patent of non-hereditary nobility signified by the title "Ritter von", and Hans Adam posthumously became Hans Ritter von Adam.

Hans Ritter von Adam was interred in the Waldfriedhof in Munich, Germany.

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