Chapter 5 Anti-Aircraft Guns

This equipment is the 88MM anti-aircraft gun. Rommel accidentally used it to attack tanks in the African battlefield, so it became a legend.

However, Qin Chuan believed that Rommel still had time to use it at this time, otherwise the German army would not be so passive.

Qin Chuan found the 88MM anti-aircraft gun without much effort... It is a 2.4-meter-high big guy, and it is not difficult to find it at all. .

Qin Chuan went straight to the anti-aircraft gun without saying a word, and shouted to the German artillery guarding the side: "Why don't we use it!"

"What?" The artillery looked at Qin Chuan with some confusion: "But it is used for air defense!"

Hearing this, Qin Chuan felt helpless. The German answer was the same as the legendary British statement... There is a story about the 88 anti-aircraft gun: After being captured, a British captain wanted to see what kind of gun the German army used to destroy the "Matilda" tank, so the German army took him to the 88 anti-aircraft gun. Seeing this, the British captain said angrily: "This is too unfair. How can you use the gun that shoots down planes to shoot down tanks?"

"No matter what it is used for!" Qin Chuan shouted: "The enemy tank is coming up. If we don't fire a few shells...it will never have a chance to fire again!"

The German artilleryman was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and replied: "That's right, we should try it!"

He waved to the artillerymen around him, and several people turned and set up the 88 anti-aircraft gun, then loaded the shells and adjusted the parameters, and they were ready in a few minutes.

"Fire", the anti-aircraft gun roared, and a British tank was instantly blown into a ball of fire, and the gunners cheered.

At the same time, they did not stop, because the British tank was only 700 meters away from them.

These artillerymen were obviously well-trained. They loaded and aimed skillfully, and then there was another "boom", and without any surprise, another tank was destroyed.

One after another, six tanks were destroyed in a blink of an eye, and only three shells missed.

One of the reasons why the gunners could shoot so accurately was that the maximum speed of the "Matilda" tank was only 24 kilometers per hour.

At this time, the British tanks maintained a speed of about 7 kilometers per hour for aiming and for the infantry behind to catch up.

This speed is similar to that of an adult walking. At the same time, in order to provide cover for the infantry behind, they cannot change their route and posture at will, which makes it very easy for the German gunners to grasp their movement trajectory and aim.

Then the artillery destroyed two more tanks, and the British army panicked.

In fact, the British army still had a chance to win. There were more than 40 tanks, and more than 30 were still destroyed after more than 10 were destroyed.

If they continued to advance regardless of the fire, they would soon rush into the German army, and the German 88 anti-aircraft guns would hardly play any role at that time.

But the British army's fighting will determined that they could not do anything regardless of everything.

The first to retreat were the British infantry. It was unknown whether anyone gave the order or not. The infantry suddenly abandoned their tanks and retreated back to the hill like a tide.

When the tank troops saw that the infantry had retreated, they certainly could not attack alone, so they turned around and fled.

However, tanks are easy to attack but difficult to escape, because turning around means that the weak rear armor will be exposed to the enemy. The German artillery seized this opportunity and bombarded more than ten tanks in the sky. Some tanks even had their entire turrets lifted and fell to the ground.

"Good job!" Rommel, who was watching the battle in the sky, couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Beautiful fight, they really surprised me, these are our brave German soldiers, aren't they?"

The sky gradually darkened, and the troops hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield and set up camp on the spot. Qin Chuan finally had the opportunity to rest.

Dinner was a piece of bread and a small piece of sausage.

Although he was starving, Qin Chuan couldn't eat anything, especially the sausage. When he saw the red or smelled the meat, he would always think of the bloody scene on the battlefield and the painful look of his comrades before they died.

"You're a burden!" Da Xiong finished the food in a few bites. He drank a few sips of water and shouted to Qin Chuan, "Give me a pack of cigarettes!"

Qin Chuan didn't think much about it. He stood up and walked towards the supply box, but was soon stopped by the baker.

"Why don't you go get it yourself? Gross!" said the baker.

"Uh..." Da Xiong was a little stunned. Qin Chuan had always done this kind of thing before, and no one, including the baker, had ever objected.

"I think..." Seeing that everyone was silent, the baker continued: "You may not know what Frick did today!"

"What did he do?" Big Bear said: "Did he wet his pants?"

The German soldiers couldn't help but make a noise:

"I saw him run away!"

"Yes, he fled the battlefield!"

...

"No!" The baker interrupted everyone: "He didn't run away. In fact, he saved our lives, or even all of our lives!"

"This... is impossible!" Big Bear was full of disbelief.

The baker raised his head to Qin Chuan: "Frick, tell me, where did you go after leaving the battlefield?"

"I didn't go anywhere!" Qin Chuan said: "I just asked them to set up anti-aircraft guns and shoot!"

The scene was suddenly silent.

The baker nodded to Qin Chuan, motioned Qin Chuan to sit down, and then said to the others: "Now, you know why we won today! So, I hope you will respect Frick, understand?"

"Yes, Sergeant!" The soldiers answered one after another.

"Good job!" A soldier handed Qin Chuan a kettle and said, "Sorry, we didn't know this!"

"No, it doesn't matter!" Qin Chuan was a little ashamed, because they were not wrong. Qin Chuan was indeed running away instead of commanding the anti-aircraft artillery.

"Hey, I say..." Da Xiong raised the kettle and said, "Cheers to our class's 'carrier', he has become a great hero!"

"Cheers to the 'carrier'!" Everyone raised the kettle and drank a few sips of it as if it were wine.

"Then..." Daxiong continued, "Since 'Damage' is already a hero, shouldn't we call him 'Damage'?"

"I say..." another soldier suggested, "How about calling him 'Anti-aircraft Gun'?"

"That's a good name!" Daxiong nodded and smiled, then raised the kettle again: "Cheers to 'Anti-aircraft Gun'!"

"Cheers to 'Anti-aircraft Gun'!"

...

Qin Chuan almost spit out the water in his mouth when he heard this nickname, but the Germans... they definitely don't know what this nickname means.

"Do a good job!" The baker patted Qin Chuan on the shoulder and said, "From today on, they will treat you as one of their own!"

The battlefield is a realistic place, it only respects the strong.

Qin Chuan didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, because he was not sure whether he could maintain this strong status.