Chapter 1126 1127 Icelandic Suspicions
The roar of the engine echoed through a secluded alternate airfield, and several pale British Air Force officers and a few men in mechanic's clothes gathered around the wheezing engine, shaking their heads in frustration.
This engine had various problems after a few weeks of use due to problems with blade processing. It nearly killed the pilot of the Meteor fighter while patrolling, and then almost exploded after landing, and finally had to be dismantled for experimental equipment, and the effect was very unsatisfactory.
Like Nazi Germany at the end of its rope in another time and space, the side effects of the reluctance of the British to use high-tech weapons began to become apparent, and their equipment was extremely unreliable, and various problems often appeared on the battlefield, affecting the use and performance of soldiers.
Even if these apocalyptic weapons can indeed be said to be epoch-making inventions in terms of performance alone, and some can even be regarded as innovations that lead the development of the era to come, these weapons all have various fatal flaws that cannot be ignored - they are expensive, difficult to mass-produce, and extremely unreliable.
It turns out that it was not only Nazi Germany that pinned its hopes on high-tech weapons on the eve of its demise, but that any country would fall into this vicious circle after the defeat of the war.
"The shake couldn't be suppressed at all, and there was no way to install this engine on the plane. The British skilled worker, who recorded all kinds of faults and problems, sighed helplessly, and then explained his opinion to the British officers around him: "This month, only 14 engines were produced in Canada, and after 9 were used for a period of time, such an unsolvable problem appeared. ”
Another scientist nodded, and then analyzed the main reasons for the problems of these engines from a technical point of view: "The blade processing technology in the engine is not mature, and Canada simply does not have the ability to produce such engines, and the result is that this is the current situation." ”
He has long been opposed to relying on Canada's immature factories and small businesses like artisanal workshops to produce jet engines. The resulting weapon is extremely unstable, and a weapon that is so unstable is more dangerous than the enemy. It's a pity that no one listens to his opinions, or even if everyone listens, no one is willing to give up trying.
Searching through the arsenals of the British and Americans, it was also impossible to find an aircraft comparable in performance to the German Ta-152 fighters. If the British had not been the first to use jet fighters and not be the first to produce jet engines, how could they contain the German FW-190D and Ta-152 fighters that were like the sea?
"Four Meteor jet fighters that had been accumulated with great difficulty, but three of them fell due to mechanical problems. Before the German bomber group arrived, we ourselves lost 3 pilots first...... What's this called? "The British pilot, standing next to the engine and carrying a parachute in a life jacket, lamented with a wail. His comrade-in-arms died in a crash due to a mechanical failure a few days ago, and he still can't let go.
Despite the reinforcement of 3,000 American troops, Iceland is still gloomy. The destroyed runway and the half-built base were as eerie as ruins, leaving no confidence or hope for anyone who saw what was in front of them.
The engine was still shaking and running, making everyone around it very uncomfortable. No one felt that the war could be won with such weapons, and quite a few jet pilots even began to be afraid to carry out their missions, and this sentiment spread so that the commander of the Air Force, General Dowding, felt the seriousness of the situation.
"Uh......h Woo ...... "Just when everyone was immersed in despair and embodied the essence of their literary and artistic youth, the air raid siren sounded so inopportunely. Soon, someone who called the police ran out of the radio room not far away, waving the paper in his hand and shouting: "The German aircraft carrier is approaching! The fighter unit is on standby, ready to take off at any time!"
"I'd rather use an outdated P-40 fighter than take off in such an unstable thing. The British pilot, who heard the siren, hugged his outfit and walked to the aircraft maintenance shed in the distance, complaining to the ground crew who followed him: "God forbid." ”
To be fair, if you give the Meteor another 5 years to accumulate and develop, this fighter is definitely a reliable jet that surpasses the ME-262 fighter jet of Nazi Germany. Although it is a bit more conservative in design than the Germans, it is still a beautiful jet fighter.
At this moment, the British pilot climbed up the ladder to the side of the cabin of the Meteor fighter, praying in his heart that this time his plane would not fall due to mechanical failure. With the help of the ground crew, he secured his seat belt and began to check the instruments in his cockpit to see if there were any problems affecting the flight before takeoff.
The terrible sound of air defense sirens sounding at other bases could be heard in the distance, which made the atmosphere in this secret air base even more solemn. At present, Iceland's air defense basically relies on two small hidden airfields to ensure it, and in these two airports, there are only a dozen planes that can take off.
Obviously, a fighter of this size is undoubtedly a self-defeating act to meet a large number of German fighters. Thinking of this, the British pilot sitting in the cabin was stunned for a moment. Once upon a time, RAF fighter pilots were afraid to take off to meet their enemies? Once upon a time, thousands of fighter jets of the mighty RAF became so vulnerable that they could only take off a few planes to fight back against the invaders?
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In the Icelandic air defense headquarters, General Dowding frowned and gathered the information in his hand. He was reluctant to let his fighter unit take off to meet the battle, continuing to be consumed in this disproportionate battle. He was afraid to hear the news that his fighter plane had crashed due to a malfunction, which shook the hearts of his fighter troops.
But the death order given to him by His Majesty the King was to fight back resolutely and protect air supremacy over Iceland. If he does not order the fighter to take off at this moment, and the Icelandic base suffers any further losses, he, as the commander of the air defense forces, will definitely be criticized by the royal family. The tangled mood stayed with him, making him feel as heavy as something was pressing down on his chest.
"General!" an officer shouted and rushed into General Dowding's headquarters with a message from the newly rebuilt improvised radar station: "General! The number of planes taken off by the Germans is between 20 and 30, and the size of the German planes is between 20 and 30!"
When Hugh Dowding heard this, his eyes lit up: this time the Germans were not sending bulky strategic bombers, but carrier-based attack planes that were smaller and had little bomb load. In this way, even if they withstand this bombing by Germany, it is tolerable if they do not take off the plane to intercept it.
He calculated a little in his mind, and became even more convinced of the judgment that this German attack would not cause much damage. Such a small number of attacks, luring the RAF to sortie, and then depleting the limited strength of the British Air Force, may be the aim of the Germans!
Thinking of this, Dow immediately opened his mouth and ordered his subordinates: "Inform the US Army and let them pay attention to air defense concealment! Let our air force planes continue to be on standby, and there is no need to rush to take off the planes to meet them." There were less than 30 German planes, and it would be enough for the anti-aircraft artillery to pay attention to the protection of the only radar station, and apart from these, we already had nothing worth bombing by the Germans. ”
Hearing this, several generals in the command headquarters smiled along, and then each passed on the general's order. Soon the Luftwaffe planes appeared over the ruined ruins of Iceland, and the German planes apparently did not make any tricks, hurriedly dropped bombs in some places where they were suspected targets, turned the nose of the plane, and left Icelandic airspace.
The Germans bombed on a small scale, the take-off mission was cancelled, and all planes were on standby. An officer shouted to the pilots on standby as he stood next to a secluded field airfield and looked at his few remaining planes. Not a lot of cheers rang out, no one liked to take off a plane in such a situation.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the pilots smiled happily. The air raid sirens were lifted, and everyone turned their attention to the German planes the size of black dots in the distance: "Hey! I mean, these damn German mongrels just flew around and left?"
"Maybe they've been scared away by your heroic murderous aura. "One of the ground crews seemed to have regained his soul because the alarm was lifted. He made a joke while helping the pilot in charge of him take off his life jacket.
"I don't know why, but I always felt that there was something strange about the actions of these Germans. The pilot who jumped out of the fighter plane didn't know where to see the flaw, and muttered with some uncertainty.
However, his words immediately drew ridicule from the big guys: "Don't crow's mouth, maybe this is just a demonstration of the German Navy." In the midst of the laughter, the pilot also felt that he was too suspicious, so he scratched his head and smiled, and closed his mouth.
Before the British pilots and ground crews at this base could think carefully, the jet engine that had been testing in the rudimentary shack suddenly made a strange sound of kalakala, and then only a few seconds later, before the testers had time to cut off the fuel and power, it didn't know why, and it exploded with a bang, blowing off the entire roof.
Long Ling thanked everyone for their concern, the physical aspect is much better, it seems to be a common cold, and he is still uncomfortable on the train, but he has improved slightly when he arrives at the place.
In fact, these days are mainly funerals and delays, and there are a lot of busy entertainments. The south has a lot more red and white things than the north, and the different customs really made the dragon spirit feel it again after the wedding.
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