Hans-Arnold Stahlschmidt - War Time Service

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After joining Jagdgeschwader 27 at the beginning of 1941, Stahlschmidt took time to adapt to the desert conditions. However, before he scored a kill in air combat, he succeeded in sinking two Allied vessels, leading to the capture of 32 men.

His made his first combat kill, a Hawker Hurricane of 73 Squadron, on 15 June 1941. On 20 November 1941 Stahlschmidt claimed three 21 Squadron SAAF Maryland bombers shot down.

On 22 January 1942 No. 3 Squadron RAAF was bounced by Leutnant Stahlschmidt and his wingman. Stahlschmidt shot down Flying Officer James McIntosh, who was killed.

On 27 February 1942 Stahlschmidt was strafing Allied vehicles when his engine suddenly died. He crash-landed and was taken prisoner by Free Polish soldiers, who beat Stahlschmidt and stole his medals. He managed to escape on foot later that night and after a 24 hour 60 kilometres (37 mi) trek through the desert reached the German lines.

On 21 February, Stahlschmidt was part of a formation led by his Staffelkapitän, Oberleutnant Gerhard Homuth. They observed 11 P-40 Kittyhawk aircraft near Acroma. In a letter to his mother he described the subsequent events:

I saw the Curtiss planes approximately 300 meters below us and falling away below. These aircraft were no threat to us whatsoever! Now I just wanted to level out of my turning bank, since my colleagues were already at a substantially higher altitude. Keppler (his wingman), overshot me. Once again, I saw the Curtiss planes 300 meters directly below me and counted eleven aircraft.
Not suspecting anything untoward, I continued my level climb. All of a sudden there was a loud noise in my cockpit — I'd taken cannon fire.
The crate immediately flipped uncontrollably onto its back. Fuel gushed into the cockpit; it began smoking and then I completely lost control of the Bf 109, spiraling down on my back through the Curtisses.
Over the intercom I heard the angry voice of Homuth: "Which of you idiots just let himself get shot down?"
Trailing a long column from my radiator I fell earthward. The water temperature climbed to 140 degrees. At an altitude of 1,000 meters I again regained control of the crate. With a bit of flair and fortune I managed to fly the 100 km to our own lines, during which I would only switch the engine for short periods, in order to gain altitude for the long glide home.

Crash landing in "no mans land", Stahlschmidt escaped the burning wreck with just a pair of singed eyebrows. Once again, as he ran on foot toward German lines, Stahlschmidt was fired on by an Allied truck convoy which he had just overflown. A German forward unit rescued him.

Back at Staffel HQ Stahlschmidt learned from Marseille and Homuth that the lead Kittyhawk had pulled up sharply and fired accurately; both were of the opinion that it was a wonderful shot. The Allied pilot was the leading Australian ace, Squadron Leader Clive Caldwell, CO of No. 112 Squadron RAF.

Stahlschmidt was awarded the Front Flying Clasp of the Luftwaffe in Gold for fighter pilots in February 1942. He was the first pilot in Africa to complete 200 combat missions. He was awarded the German Cross in Gold on 9 April 1942, followed on 20 August by the Knight's Cross, for his 50th victory.

On 1 July 1942, Stahlschmidt was promoted to Staffelkapitän of 2./JG 27. As the numerical superiority of the Allies began to tell, in the summer of 1942, Stahlschmidt's successes climbed, scoring 25 kills in July 1942 alone.

His last kill came on 5 September 1942 when he dispatched two P-40 fighter-bombers; his final victim and 59th aerial victory was at 18:25 hours, south of Hammam.

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