Some 50 years have elapsed since I and three others were guilty of this offence, I should add though that it wasn't a rifle we had something stuck in the barrel of but a 105mm Abbott SP!Originally Posted by Peter Laidler
We had been part of the yearly Warminster fire demonstration complete with Phantom jets firing rockets directly over our heads and Chieftain tanks in support of ground troops. The reason why we ended up with one up the spout alludes me after all this time but we were told to unload.
Unloading a rifle holds no mysteries but to unload a gun howitzer which had the shell rammed by hydraulics is a little bit more difficult, however the solution is fairly straight forward, you use an item of equipment called, an ejectors projectile. This piece of kit attaches onto the muzzle brake and allows you to screw and put pressure onto the shell to push it out.
Very straight forward to use and the scale of issue from memory was one per troop (3 guns) the problem being even though we had a full compliment of 6 guns on the position nobody knew where they were.
We decided that with the aid of some cardboard ring packing from the ammunition we could knock it out with the cleaning rods and brush attached to the end, the gun No.1 (sergeant) was concerned about damaging the shell so more cardboard rings were place on the end of the barrel brush and shoved down.
After the best part of an hour and being the last vehicle on the demonstration ground we finally gave up. The Battery commander who had returned when hearing our plight but not witnessing out attempts to get the shell out managed to get the range opened so we could fire the round.
All three of us in the gun compartment looked white as the order to engage a lone Saracen on the crest of the hill was given.
I can remember crossing myself and I'm not even of the catholic faith but thought it might do some good, was it possible for the round to premature on this occasion?
We were bricking ourselves in case there was a problem but everybody from the No.1 down to the gun loader (me) didn't have the balls to say what we had done with the packing that was now compressed onto the HE shell.
The command fire was given and the gun layer whose sense of humour was always present turned and said, nice knowing you all.
The gun fired and the relief could be seen in our faces, shortly afterwards the hatch at the back opened and the BC poked his head in and said, Sgt Buckingham I don't know what happened there but that round fell 300 metres short of the target!
No CO's charges, no courts martial and we lived to fight another day, after that we made sure we were the gun that had the ejectors projectile in the side cage of the gun.Information
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