Chapter 415 Today Is a Good Day, Open the Hatch! Let's Drop Bombs!

"Just discharged today"

In a very hot city, the second minute of the Eighth Route Army Air Division 3's raid.

At this time, the air defense positions deployed by the Army in and outside the city are still outputting. The black clouds that exploded from time to time in the sky are the last stubbornness of the Showa men.

"Baga! You are a waste that embarrasses the Army! Didn't the instructors in the school tell you that you need to calculate the lead time when intercepting enemy aircraft in air combat?"

Seeing that his gun group missed four bombers again, the captain of the independent anti-aircraft artillery squadron 3 was completely broken.

He first threw away the baton in his hand angrily, and then grabbed the collar of the second gunner beside him and pulled him off the gun position.

"Get out of the way! Let me operate the anti-aircraft gun!"

"In the next battle, no one is allowed to fire without my order! Each team must fight together, and only a dense firepower network can improve the overall hit rate!"

"Keep communicating!"

To be honest, veterans do have an irreplaceable role on the battlefield.

When the grassroots officers became the backbone and went to the battlefield, the originally flustered Japanese soldiers actually stabilized their positions.

Although they still couldn't shoot down the bombers overhead with the old equipment in their hands.

But the organized and coordinated anti-aircraft firepower network can more or less cause some trouble to the unknown enemy, so that it can no longer bomb at low altitude recklessly.

"Damn it! What is the 26th Air Fleet doing!?"

"The first wave of bombing is about to end, why haven't those damn Army Air Force fighters arrived yet! If they continue to fight like that, the major arsenals will definitely suffer heavy damage!"

Facts have proved that the Japanese lieutenant's guess was not wrong at all.

Just a few seconds after he cursed, a series of explosions suddenly occurred in the direction of the northern suburbs of the city.

Soon, huge and dazzling fireballs rose from the ground. Even if they were in the lowlands, they could see the billowing smoke breaking through the clouds.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone.

It seemed that an ammunition depot somewhere had exploded, and waves of explosions with power equivalent to 105 howitzers followed one after another, as if a howitzer regiment was pouring firepower on the northern suburbs of the city.

The insignificance of human beings was reflected very realistically at this moment.

"Masaka!"

"It seems to be Kawasaki Heavy Industries over there! Could it be our tank production line?"

Before the Japanese began to wail, the southwest of the city was not to be outdone, and then another shocking change like a tsunami took place.

Under the destruction of high-explosive bombs, the large chimneys that originally stood in the headquarters of Sumitomo Chemical, like building blocks pushed down by children, fell to the ground one after another in the explosion.

Those flying glass fragments and bricks and rubble completely extinguished the possibility of escape for the Japanese workers.

It is worth mentioning that a few minutes after Sumitomo Chemical suffered a devastating blow, a pungent unknown gas enveloped this very hot city.

Many people who were fleeing were affected to varying degrees.

"It's over, it's all over!"

"The Army Arsenal, the Fire Factory, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, the Gas and Electric Company, these major military strongholds have all been attacked! The family business that our brother country has worked so hard to accumulate, I'm afraid it will be wiped out today!"

The observer's report became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

As soon as this was said, the Japanese soldiers on the gun positions slumped in their places, staring at the sky with lifeless eyes, letting the bombers fly over their heads.

The squadron leader was even more direct. He knew that he could not escape the accountability afterwards, so he simply cut his stomach.

Because there was no kaishakunin arranged in advance, the old Japanese soldier twitched on the ground for a long time, and finally died of excessive blood loss.

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Time went back to five minutes ago, the commercial center of Ginza.

In the barely dense firepower network, two twin-engine heavy fighters were gracefully passing through the black clouds. Their chic and heroic posture was like two dragons strolling leisurely in the garden.

It should be noted that the sides of both fighters are painted with small red five-pointed stars. At first glance, there are at least more than 70 stars in total.

"Captain Wang, when will our Air Force 1st Division start the attack?"

"At present, the enemy's anti-aircraft artillery fire has no intention of stopping. In my experience, it is impossible for the Japanese land-based aviation deployed near the city to arrive at the battlefield in an organized manner within ten minutes."

"Let the comrades start bombing, at least they have to find a place to throw away the bombs they carry. Even if the performance of the Mosquito is strong, we can't carry the weight to seize air supremacy."

That's right, the new heavy fighter driven by the escort formation of the Air Force 1st Division this time is the Mosquito with performance beast, wooden miracle and omnipotence.

Unlike the Mark1 currently in service with the British Royal Air Force, the Mosquito fighter driven by Captain Wang Hai is equipped with two powerful Merlin 25 engines.

This super-long four-large version monster allows the maximum ceiling of the fighter to reach 12,000 meters, and the maximum level flight speed is infinitely close to the 700 kilometers per hour mark.

As for the airborne weapons?

That is naturally the four Hispano 20mm machine guns that were used throughout World War II.

However, this time the Hispano guns have finally reached their full form, the Mark 5, which has been enhanced in all aspects and is known as a laser gun and can fire ten ammunition chains in one go without getting stuck.

In addition, these heavy fighters can also carry one ton of various types of bombs, or a torpedo.

Hearing the advice of his wingman, Captain Wang Hai turned his head to look at the battlefield situation below.

At this moment, countless images flashed through his mind. Among them, the CJ-6 took off from the Shandong ship, and there was also a rational bathtub crossing the sea to land on the enemy's coastline.

A moment later, he ordered in the communication channel of the escort formation:

"Comrades, next we will start free bombing in order from low to high according to the numbers on the left side of the fuselage."

"Unlike the brother troops, you don't have to limit yourself to military facilities when choosing targets, as long as you can ensure that the napalm bombs are thrown on the enemy's head."

"Our job is to escort the bomber group. In order to prevent the enemy from suddenly cutting into the battlefield, no more than two formations are allowed to launch an attack each time, and they must report to me before and after departure."

"Now! Action!"

After speaking, Captain Wang Hai and his wingman started diving directly. The two's target was a downtown area of ​​about 31 square kilometers.

This is the most lively place in the entire city, consisting of a large number of industrial, commercial and residential areas. At the same time, this is also the most densely populated area in the city, with a population density of nearly 40,000 people per square kilometer.

Since the Mosquito is much more flexible than the Lancaster, Captain Wang Hai and his wingman are skilled and bold, and chose to carry out horizontal bombing at an altitude of one thousand meters.

"Today is a good day, open the hatch~ Let's throw bombs~"

In the cheerful ditty, two Mosquitos opened their internal magazines and let the napalm bombs hit the ground like dumplings falling into the water.

"Boom boom boom!"

A real man never looks back at the explosion.

After clearing the magazines on the ground, Captain Wang Hai and his wingman quickly pulled up the altitude and returned to the high altitude to continue commanding other crews to act.

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In the next five minutes, Mosquitoes flew across the sky one after another.

It seemed that God was secretly helping, and at this time, the wind blew in this very hot city.

In the eyes of the dwarfs who were fleeing frantically on the ground, those military green fighters were like giant dragons with a mission of revenge, spewing anger at the sinful city.

As a large number of napalm bombs exploded, dense explosions of fireballs rose in every corner of the city, and the flaming debris was scattered everywhere with the wind.

At first, some dwarfs tried to use nearby tools to put out the flames on their roofs and yards.

But the sticky flames quickly grew on the roof, and then the whole house began to spew out thick smoke and flames. Seeing that the situation was not good, they could only quickly rescue the valuables in the house and escape.

Due to the lack of experience in dealing with napalm bombs, tens of thousands of people were dragged to death in the fire by gold and silver.

Fire takes advantage of the wind, and the wind helps the fire.

With the help of the strong wind, the fires in every corner of the city quickly gathered together and eventually gathered into a huge sea of ​​fire.

The raging flames quickly swept across the city, sweeping from one block to another like a storm, and constantly devouring new combustibles.

The tiles were baked into black snowflakes by the high temperature, and the asphalt roadside was completely melted. The heat of the fire dried and ignited things near the fire.

The flimsy wooden houses burned to ashes in a few minutes, and the strong winds carried thick smoke and burning debris to hit the fleeing people. The dwarfs in each family either screamed and rushed to the street, or were buried under the charred rubble.

These wooden houses made the fire seem unstoppable.

For the dwarfs who had finally escaped from the first stage of the sea of ​​fire, the only hope of survival in the face of such a large-scale natural disaster was to be lucky enough and choose the right direction to escape.

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The flames made the temperature in the city higher and higher, and the black smoke became thicker and thicker. Some dwarfs' lungs were smoked and they fell on the road. The hot air and smoke suffocated them.

Soon, the streets and alleys were covered with charred bodies. These people were suffocated and burned to death when they tried to escape from the fire.

The most interesting thing is that there are wooden air-raid shelters in this hot city!

Obviously, this thing must have been useless. Countless people huddled in it and shivered, and the final outcome was naturally being burned to death.

Of course, there must be large non-wooden air-raid shelters.

But the high temperature on all sides turned the air-raid shelters into large ovens. The dwarfs inside were first too hot to wear clothes, and then slowly roasted.

I believe that when the rescue troops opened the door of the air-raid shelter, they must have smelled a strange fragrance.

Maybe they didn't dare to mention the word meat for a long time afterwards.

In fact, there is a fire brigade with thousands of people in the city, but facing such a huge fire, they soon realized what it means to be a drop in the bucket.

Relying solely on the limited amount of water in the fire truck is of no help at all.

Many firefighters fought endless fires in vain, and those who did not retreat in time even died in the sea of ​​fire.

Today is a really good day.

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In less than fifteen minutes, all Mosquito fighters and Lancaster bombers cleared the high-explosive bombs and napalm bombs they carried.

"Captain Wang! I'm Fang Ziyi! We spotted the enemy's fighter planes in the southeast!"

As soon as this was said, Captain Wang Hai immediately ordered in the escort formation's communication channel:

"Attention, all crews! Attention! Climb to a higher altitude and cover the retreat of the brother units first. Don't fight to the end. Leave the battlefield immediately after defeating the enemy. Make good use of the speed advantage of the Mosquito!"

According to Captain Wang's order, the pilots of each escort crew began to occupy a favorable altitude at the first time.

And the Lancaster fleet was climbing to the maximum altitude.

The enemy's first fighter planes to arrive at the battlefield naturally came from the 26th Flying Squadron.

The squadron was composed of 46 Type 97 fighters.

Looking at the bomber group that was climbing rapidly and was about to reach an altitude of 10,000 meters, the Japanese colonel commander was stunned.

After all, the maximum ceiling of the Type 97 was less than 10,000 meters, and the pitiful climbing rate did not support their pursuit.

"Colonel! What should we do? Are we just going to let the enemy leave?"

Seeing the tactical board erected by the wingman, the Japanese colonel glared at the other party angrily.

The team was late, and if they dared to remain indifferent and watch the enemy return, after this battle, this day next year would most likely be their death anniversary.

"Attack!"

"If the bombers run away, leave all the escort fighters behind! We have the same number of people, fight the enemy! Black card, board!"

In fact, the Japanese colonel's idea is very simple.

Although he had never seen the enemy's fighter before, and did not know its model and specific performance. But in his inherent cognition, the twin-engine aircraft is heavier and its maneuverability must be inferior to his own Type 97.

As long as we can play to our own advantages and fight around in terms of level, we will definitely make the enemy pay a heavy price!

It's a pity that the times have changed a long time ago.

An old antique that served in 1938 still wants to fight against the Gundam in 1945?

Dream on.

Ten minutes later, the air battle ended.

Captain Wang Hai calculated the time and judged that the bomber group was in a safe position, so he decisively ordered a retreat.

Afterwards, the two groups met in the air, and finally formed a flight formation and flew towards the motherland.

Due to the weakness of Showa's air defense, the bomber group did not suffer any substantial losses in this operation. The Lancasters that were hit were basically lightly injured and could fly back to the airport in the Jiaodong area.

As for the escorting Mosquito?

What casualties could there be in fighting a Type 97? It would be more difficult to calculate the record of being shot down than in an air battle. (End of this chapter)