Det som slo meg ved artikkelen var bildet og det siktet Stanford Tuck hadde i sin Hurricane. Det som satt i våre F-5`er da de ankom var ikke mye forskjellig fra dette. Instrumenteringen forøvrig i F-5`en var særdeles umoderne og helst lik de 1950 vintage flygerne som valgte flyet var vant med.... (Red.)
Short Final: ‘Achtung! Schpitfeur!’
An odd personal touch to deadly
combat in the skies
Updated Dec 10, 2024 8:57 PM EST
Robert Roland Stanford Tuck in the
cockpit of his personal Hawker Hurricane.
In the late 1970s, I was fortunate
enough to spend some one-on-one time with Royal Air Force Battle of Britain
hero Robert Stanford Tuck. I had worn out the pages of his biography “Fly For
Your Life,” and was awed by the chance to have a face-to-face conversation
about flying Spitfires and Hurricanes while engaging the Luftwaffe over the
British homeland and the English Channel.
I asked Tuck how it felt while
climbing to intercept the bomber formations and watching out for their
escorting Messerschmitts. His words came out in short bursts, like the machine
gun fire from the eight Brownings in the wings of his Spitfire.
One thing he shared has stuck with
me all these years. “It was a bit eerie, really,” he said. “You could hear them
over the RT [radio telephone] warning each other in clipped, nervous voices,
‘Achtung! Schpitfeur!’”
Air-to-air radio communications were
still a fresh technology in 1940. Imagine being able to eavesdrop on your
kill-or-be-killed enemy in the heat of combat! Most of the World War II fighter
pilots I’ve met and read about would say they thought of aerial battle as
plane-vs-plane, rather than a personal combat between human adversaries. So,
the idea that they could actually listen to enemy pilots talking amongst
themselves has always struck me as one of the stranger human experiences of the
air war in 1940.
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