My stepfather, Ralph Gattis, also served in the Pacific during WWII; Army Air Force. He once told me that in his AO, there was a fenced compound that held Japanese POWs. He said with a straight face that nearby Australians would climb a tree about three hundred yards away and shoot at the prisoners. When the war was over, anyone who could fly would land on his island and abandon their aircraft to hitch a ride back to stateside. Ralph's Lt. said he had been ordered to leave the island, and not leave any aircraft behind. Ralph told him not to worry; next day all the excess airframes had been pushed over a cliff into the ocean.
Wayne