Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 149: Reaction
"Report, the catapult is ready, everything is normal. The fastest update" the sailor of the catapult squad reported to the squad leader. [Archangel] is equipped with two aircraft catapults. At that time, large naval warships of various countries carried one or two reconnaissance aircraft, which were mainly used to find the position of enemy ships in the vast sea or to calibrate naval guns in artillery battles. .
The [Archangel] is equipped with three ar.196 water reconnaissance aircraft, but now hanging on the catapult tractor is an i.156 "White Stork" reconnaissance aircraft painted in desert camouflage.
At that time, the world had not yet developed a perfect steam ejection technology. The catapult on large warships was more like a large ballista. Generally, compressed air or gunpowder was used to push the piston, drive the pulley on the guide rail, and move the aircraft along the launch guide rail. Throw out. Because the weight of the carrier-based aircraft at that time was small and the speed required for takeoff was not high, the thrust of these catapults could meet the needs of the time.
The aircraft catapult installed on the [Archangel] is gunpowder-propelled, and the acceleration during launch is quite fierce, which has high requirements on the physical and technical requirements of the pilot.
"Lehard! Keep in touch!" An army officer stood outside the safety line of the catapult and yelled to the driver with his hands folded.
The "White Stork" engine had started, but the pilot heard the shouting. He turned his face to look at the officer, then smiled and gave his thumbs up as an answer.
The "five, four, three, two" ejection squad leader starts a few seconds. "Launch!" The sergeant waved his arm, and the operator hurriedly pulled the pull-down lever, and the catapult ignited immediately.
The gunpowder in the propellant chamber was ignited, and the high-temperature and high-pressure gunpowder gas began to expand rapidly in the cylinder, pushing the connecting rod connecting the piston and the pulley to fly forward at a speed of 220 kilometers per hour.
The "White Stork" was ejected out of the board smoothly. The plane flew forward for more than ten meters, and then began to climb smoothly.
"Oh!" The German sailors who watched the scene from the side of the ship cheered and waved their white navy caps.
"The course turned to 106, and the altitude climbed to one thousand." The observer and navigator in the back seat looked at the sea below with a probe, and then started to guide the direction with a line graph.
"This is "Black Hawk", call "Mother Goose"." Lieutenant Lehard said through his throat microphone.
"Hello "Black Hawk", this is "Mother Goose", the signal is very clear." The [Archangel] response came from the headset.
"Now I will head over to area A and keep in touch at any time." Lehard pushed the joystick gently, and the plane began to slide slowly.
"Received, good luck, "Black Hawk"."
"Thank you, you are the same." Lehard flattened the fuselage and increased the throttle of the engine. The light "White Stork" reconnaissance plane flew towards the coastal town not far away.
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"Wilman, continue shooting, pay attention to the top of the soil slope, hit it well!" Sergeant Snar grabbed the handle of the captain's control tower hatch and stared at the observation periscope in front of him.
"After Car No. 3 has moved around from the left wing to the enemy's side, No. 2 pays attention to provide cover for No. 3." The voice of Lieutenant Fetter, the platoon leader, came from the headset.
"Three understands!" Sergeant Snall replied, clutching his headphones.
"Leaving the highway, we will go round the left side behind the slope." The sergeant ordered to the driver.
There are a total of six eight-wheeled armored vehicles in three companies and two rows, divided into three teams, with tactical vehicle numbers ranging from 321 to 326. Except for two saber-toothed tigers, the remaining three are Type 231 armored vehicles with a 20mm cannon. , There is also a 233 heavy-duty communications vehicle with a barrier-breaker mounted on the front of the vehicle.
The platoon leader sits in a heavy communications vehicle and directs the combat operations of the entire platoon. The deputy platoon leader, the platoon senior non-commissioned officer, leads the heavy fire squad, that is, the two saber-toothed tigers are responsible for the main attack.
Sergeant Snarer’s armored vehicle No. 323 roared down the highway and sprinted towards a small mound in the distance on the sandy desert full of thorns.
"These people are a mob!" Sergeant Major Merkel paused for a while, then pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.
"They are all dressed the same, sir." A member of the Grey Sword team held the **** of the mg40 machine gun and fired a long shot at the distant crowd.
"This is the Saudi Arabian army? It really opened my eyes." Jurgen wiped the dirt on his face with his cuff, and reloaded the pistol with a magazine.
The battle started five minutes ago. It was a textbook-like encounter. As for why the two sides met here, the story had to start more than an hour ago.
As the battalion's combat staff worried, the German landing did not hide for long. A tribal trader who drove camels to and from Yanbu and Jeddah happened to sleep on a nearby hillside last night. When the German army began to land in the early morning, he happened to be praying on the hillside in the early morning, so witnessing this scene made him feel terrified. The sight.
The Arab businessman couldn't understand the scene he saw, but he subconsciously felt that he should report this discovery to the officials at Yanbu Port immediately, and he might get some rewards.
After making up his mind, the businessman behaved quite decisively. He abandoned the cargo on the donkey and rode on that unfaithful animal and started running towards Yanbu Port. A distance of 20 kilometers sounds like a long distance. In fact, riding a horse is a ten-minute journey. The donkey may have shorter legs, but it is really not too slow to run.
The mayor or supreme administrative officer of Yanbu Port is the chief of the tribe of Zhuhaina, the in-law of the Saudi family, and his name is Wali Abdullah Hashim Mohammed Adi Le.
Before everyone knew that Yanbu was a fat and oily city. It has always been a direct jurisdiction of the ruler. Being able to become the chief executive of this city at least proves that this is deeply trusted by the royal family.
However, Lord Adil's life is not very comfortable. Since he became an administrative officer, he has watched this once prosperous port decline day by day.
Marine commerce has stagnated. Only a few ships carrying date palms dock here every month. There were originally some Omani and Italian colonial ships to supplement supplies, but when the European War broke out, the British Navy blocked After staying on the Red Sea route, since June, there have been no foreign merchant ships calling at Yanbu Port.
Adil can only draw some taxes from a small number of pilgrims, most of which have to be handed over to the Saudi royal family, and because of some doctrinal conflicts, the number of pilgrims has begun to decrease in the past two years.
The administrative officer does not know how long he can hold on. He still has a large tribe of more than two thousand people to feed. If the administrative officer has noble status and privileges, he really wants to throw away this annoying position with The tribe returned to the desert to raise camels.
"My lord, a trader came to report that a group of foreigners had landed on Nadim Beach." An official with a checkered headscarf hurriedly walked into the room, and Xiang Zheng, who was sitting on the carpet, had breakfast. Adile whispered.
"What? Is there such a thing? When did it happen." Adile stood up straight on the soft velvet cushion.
"According to his report, it was at sunrise, less than an hour ago." The official replied respectfully.
"Which country is it?" the administrative officer asked.
"He didn't know what to say, but he was sitting in a huge iron boat with some strange trucks unloaded." The official reported.
The trader had never seen a German wheeled armored vehicle. He thought it was just a special-shaped truck.
"It's strange, I didn't get notice from Riyadh." Adil picked up the black tea in the tray: "Could it be the Italians?"
I had been to an Italian expedition before and asked to investigate in the nearby mountains, but Adile was rejected on the spot. He hated all Westerners from the bottom of his heart.
"It's not like it. Hearing that Italy is at war with Germany, I think it's more likely to be smugglers." The official guessed.
"Is it a weapon or something else?" Adile began to feel energetic, and he picked up the hookah in his hand.
Many smugglers will take risks for the sake of profit. They will risk the danger of hitting the rocks and transport them to the coast of the Red Sea, and then transport them to the inland by trucks and camel teams and sell them to those Chiefs and tribes of nomadic tribes.
As the previous author said, at that time not every tribe was loyal to the Saudi royal family. They bowed their heads to Saudi Arabia more for religious reasons, because Ibn Saudi Arabia still had the grandmaster on his head. Title. Armed conflicts still often occur between tribes. Every tribe is trying to increase its strength. Weapons and medicines are hard currency in the desert. Smugglers are always welcome by chiefs.
In order to suppress the development of the strength of these tribes, Saudi Arabia has been trying its best to prohibit this private arms trade, because these businesses have obviously affected the stability of his rule. Beginning in September, arms smugglers who have not obtained royal permission will be sentenced to stakes if they are caught by the government.
"Listen to that trader, there are at least four iron boats~IndoMTL.com~The number is not too large, about 20 people, and six trucks disembarked with them."
"It seems that this is another group of desperate smugglers who chose to land so close to Yanbu. It seems that they didn't put me in the eye." Adil threw his hand angrily. Hookah rods in the house.
"Hassem, immediately gather my troops. I will lead my troops to arrest these dirty maggots!" The administrative officer stood up and walked to the weapon rack by the wall and took a handful from it. Arabian scimitar with ornate sheath.
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