The decisive battle against the Third Reich

The number of British aircraft participating in the war was at least twice that of the German Air Force. The British pilots originally wanted to overwhelm the German Air Force with numerical superiority, but they were surprised to find that this was just a beautiful fantasy... The "Hurricane" fighter jets were defeated in front of the German BF109 As vulnerable as tofu, the British army could never catch up with the German fighter planes. They were scurrying in front of them like birds and could not lock them at all.

Therefore, in air combat, heroes cannot be judged by quantity. Fighters with poor performance are like targets for the enemy. No matter how many fighters there are, it is difficult to gain an advantage.

This gap was not very obvious in the era when air combat was still based on "dog fighting". In modern times, if there is a generation gap in fighter aircraft, the enemy aircraft is often destroyed before it is even seen.

Finally, the British fighter planes chose to retreat, but the German Air Force was unwilling to let them go so easily. The BF109 chased after them with its faster speed, destroying more than a dozen enemy planes before turning around and returning... ...The BF109 used by the German Air Force in North Africa is a relatively backward E-type. Its shortcoming is its short range, which means that if they stay in the air for a short time, they dare not pursue excessive pursuit of enemy aircraft.

When rows of fighter planes with black crosses printed on them returned in formation like triumphal heroes, the German soldiers couldn't help but cheer loudly. Some soldiers even took off their clothes and shook them vigorously at the fighter planes.

The pilot seemed to want to repay the bravery of the 21st Armored Division and chose to fly at a low altitude when passing by the 21st Armored Division... Fighter planes passed over the tanks and cars, and Qin Chuan could even see the German troops in the cabin. The pilot saluted them.

At that moment, Qin Chuan could also feel the pride and pride of the German soldiers, or the honor of being a soldier.

At this time, the scouts of the 21st Armored Division attacked in all directions.

This is the time for them to take advantage of their "home field". The German army will record the position and distance of every parachute dropped from the sky, and then send a team of scouts to search... Pilots are precious resources, and the Germans Wouldn't be stupid enough to pass up this opportunity.

If the one he finds is his own pilot, he can just rescue it so that he can play a role on the battlefield again. If it is the enemy's pilot, then he will be out of luck.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Qin Chuan and others. Their mission is still to move towards Alamein and move as fast as possible.

What was surprising was that after the convoy drove forward for a while, a figure suddenly appeared in the sand dunes. While chasing the car, he shouted to Qin Chuan and others: "Hey, wait for me!"

"Stop!" Kuhn ordered.

The car stopped with a chirp, and the driver turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's a pilot!" Kuhn said.

Sure enough, a German pilot caught up from the dust. He looked very young, his face was charred, and he seemed to have jumped out of a burning fighter plane.

As he approached, he jumped up quickly and jumped into the car. Then he said with a smile: "I thought you were British!"

"What?" The baker didn't understand what the pilot meant.

"Your car!" The pilot sat down unceremoniously on the empty seat, spread his hands and said: "This is a British car, isn't it? I also saw a British tank in front, which made me think of myself Buried in the sand!"

As he spoke, the pilot rummaged through his pockets and poured out a pile of sand.

"Sir!" Werner replied: "This is the car we captured from the British!"

The pilot had three silver stars on his shoulder insignia, which Werner knew was the insignia of an Air Force warrant officer.

"Yes, I know now!" said the pilot, "How nice of you!"

"What?" Werner was also confused by the pilot's unreasonable words.

"You can capture enemy cars and tanks!" the pilot explained: "Sometimes I also want to capture a few British Hurricanes so that I can fly home to spray pesticides on the crops during the holidays!"

The soldiers couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

"You fought well, sir!" Yacop said, "We saw it. You knocked down at least fifty enemy aircraft!"

"I was responsible for three of them!" the pilot boasted: "If my plane hadn't broken down, I would have killed more!"

"Wow!" the German soldiers expressed their admiration.

"Can you take me back to the base?" the pilot said, "so I can fly in the sky again, God... I'm a little uncomfortable now, your engine is too slow, and it's still going in the opposite direction!"

The pilot looked very arrogant, with no concealment of a sense of superiority in his eyes and tone, which made the German soldiers feel very uncomfortable.

"What's your name, Warrant Officer!" Kuhn asked, "I need to report it to my superiors and verify it!"

"Verification?" the pilot laughed: "Are you worried that I am a British spy?"

"No, just routine!" Kuhn replied.

"Okay, my name is Marceliu!" the pilot replied casually: "Hans Joachim Marceliu!"

This may not sound like much to others, but Qin Chuan's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Are you Marseille?" Qin Chuan asked.

"Yes!" the pilot said proudly: "What? Have you heard my name too?"

Qin Chuan was just about to answer in the affirmative, but when he saw the indifferent behavior of the German soldiers, he realized the problem: Marceliu had not yet become famous at this time...

Of the record of 158 aircraft destroyed, 151 were set over North Africa. The air war in North Africa has just begun, which means that Marceiu does not have many achievements yet.

In fact, Marcelo was still in the growth stage at this time. His record was only a dozen, but he had lost four precious BF109s.

"Oh, no!" Qin Chuan replied: "I just have a friend also named Marcelo!"

"Really?" Marceiu looked a little disappointed.

"But it's normal that you haven't heard of it!" Marceiu continued: "You are the Army, I mean..."

Marceliu drew with his hand as he spoke: "The Air Force and the Army are two parallel lines. If it weren't for the failure of the plane, we might never have met!"

Qin Chuan couldn't help but smile. Everyone said that Marcelo was aloof and difficult to get along with, and it turned out to be true when he saw him today.

Marceliu's boss commented on him: "As a pilot, he has poor conduct." This comment has always been in his portfolio, which is why he is still a warrant officer until now.

However, geniuses tend to have somewhat intolerable personalities, and Marceiu is no exception.