Chapter 87 Interspersed
The car roared and drove forward, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of dust and gasoline... That was the gift left to them by the 5th Armored Regiment ahead.
The recruits became nervous again. Qin Chuan saw large drops of sweat dripping down their cheeks. Several recruits were pale and breathing rapidly. They looked out of the car window from time to time, as if they were afraid of the enemy or The shell suddenly appeared in front of me.
"Relax!" Qin Chuan reminded the recruits: "Our tanks are driving ahead. They are much more advanced than the enemy's tanks. They will destroy all obstacles in front of them!"
Hearing this, several veterans of Werner couldn't help but look at Qinchuan in confusion, because they knew that what Qinchuan said was not the truth... The German "Type III" tank may be better in maneuverability than the "Matilda", but in face-to-face combat But still slightly inferior.
But they soon understood and tacitly understood each other, because they knew that although it was a lie, it was a white lie.
Such lies are often needed on the battlefield. For example, a baker often tells his subordinates: "Do as I say and you will be fine. I have not lost a soldier until now!"
I'm afraid even the recruits won't believe this lie, but it will make them feel better.
Sure enough, the recruit's nervous mood calmed down a lot.
The convoy continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to the battlefield. Occasionally, a few artillery shells would explode nearby, but the convoy still had no intention of stopping.
Not to mention the new recruits at this time, even Qin Chuan was a little nervous.
Because this was the first time he faced this situation... running through the line of fire in a car was like playing Russian Roulette, except that in Russian Roulette you were betting on life and death by putting a bullet in a revolver, and here, But the life of a car of people is determined by the use of artillery shells with a certain probability.
Qin Chuan could only comfort himself in his heart: "The chance of being hit by a cannonball is low, so it's very safe!"
However, the unfortunate thing still happened. "Boom", with a dazzling light, a shell hit a car on the right side. Because the fuel tank was full of gasoline, the whole car exploded brightly in an instant. The flames flew into the air, and the soldiers inside were blown out, radiating in all directions like a pack of marbles being exploded.
Qin Chuan clearly saw that some of the soldiers' hands and feet were waving and struggling in the air. Of course, most of the soldiers were afraid that their hands and feet would have left their bodies at the first opportunity.
The car had been broken into several pieces when it hit the ground. Parts and iron pieces were scattered on the ground, and a burning tire bounced and rolled in the desert until it escaped the horrified sight of the soldiers.
An urge to get out of the car arose in Qin Chuan's heart, because he couldn't help but think that the next shell would hit his car, and then they in the car would suffer the same fate.
Soon Qin Chuan knew that he was not the only one who had this idea, because a recruit asked Kuhn in a trembling voice: "Sir, why don't we get off the car and walk?"
"Because we didn't get the order!" Kuhn simply rejected the request.
In fact, it is really not suitable to get off the car and walk at this time. Now we are crossing quickly, and walking will definitely not be able to keep up with the speed of the tank.
However, the worst was yet to come. Soon the enemy planes discovered the convoy, and immediately several fighter planes swooped down and fired a string of bullets at the cars.
A pool of blood burst out from the other side of the car... Each car was crowded with 30 to 40 soldiers, like a can of human flesh. The only thing blocking the outside was a steel plate a few millimeters thick, which could be hit by just a few bullets. Take away the lives of a string of soldiers.
One of the cars seemed to have been hit by a fuel tank, so with a "boom", the whole car turned into a big fireball, and screams followed. Most of the soldiers were killed before they could get out of the car. Burnt to death, a few people sitting at the back of the car fell out of the car, but they could not extinguish the flames on themselves. They rolled crazily in the sand for a while, and then stopped moving.
However, the situation soon improved. After hearing the news, several German fighter planes came and fought fiercely with the British fighter planes.
Because they could not see the situation above with their heads on the carriage cover, Qin Chuan and others could only stare above helplessly. Their ears were filled with the roar of fighter planes and the "click-click" sound of machine guns. Everyone's eyes were full of fear, no matter it was New soldiers or veterans, they never know when a bomb or a row of bullets will blow the car they are riding into pieces together with themselves.
Once again, Qin Chuan discovered that human life was so fragile in the face of war machines.
Several armored vehicles stopped, and the machine gunners set up anti-aircraft machine guns and fired into the sky. Then they saw a British fighter jet falling from the sky with black smoke and a harsh roar and a burst of explosions.
Finally, the British fighter planes chose to leave because they could not withstand the dual attacks from the ground and the air.
Cheers erupted in the carriage, and the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief... Although the enemy fighter plane did not cause many casualties to the convoy from beginning to end, the pressure it put on the soldiers was extraordinary. In front of the enemy fighter plane, The soldiers seemed to have no choice but to wait for them to pick, and the person who picked which car would die would give people a feeling of powerlessness and frustration, and also put a great deal of psychological pressure on them.
The convoy continued to advance under artillery fire, and more and more artillery shells exploded nearby, but they did not reach a large scale.
Qin Chuan thought that this should be the reason why the British artillery was mostly used in the direction of Capuzzo Village to fight the Germans, and the Germans also had artillery and air forces to suppress them, otherwise a bombardment would cause heavy casualties to the Germans.
Going forward, Qin Chuan noticed that several scouts were holding signal flags on the sand to direct the convoy to the left. On their right, a "Type 3" tank was stuck in the sand and could not move. Several tank crew members were trying to get it out in a hurry, but it was not easy to do this in the desert.
This kind of situation often occurs in the desert, which is mainly caused by different sand qualities. In particular, some places are just between the weight that tanks and cars can bear, which is even more confusing, because such sand qualities cannot be detected even by scouts driving armored vehicles for reconnaissance. Only when a tank is stuck in it can the problem be discovered.
But it was too late to find the problem...
Just like now, the tank crews are using shovels and self-rescue wood, but it is still useless... In this case, they can only rely on other tanks to tow, but now is an emergency situation in combat, and it is impossible to let other tanks stop to do this.