Chapter 487 New York, Don't Cry for Me! (Part 2)

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It is completely wrong to say that the United States is not prepared for air strikes. At least the Empire State Building has made corresponding preparations. Anti-aircraft machine guns, 20mm anti-aircraft artillery and searchlights are deployed on the rooftop. These were all installed urgently after the threat of war half a month ago. At that time, the bigwigs and business tycoons who worked in the building were very afraid of air strikes. At their strong request, the city defense command had to make such arrangements to make the bigwigs feel at ease.

The Empire State Building not only has a strict security system, but also arranges National Guard soldiers to be on duty every day according to the duty list. In addition to a series of air defense facilities on the rooftop, the basement underground is also vacated to serve as an air raid shelter. The problem is that although there is no shortage of equipment, there are far from enough soldiers who can operate these weapons. The National Guard was recruited urgently and only received the most basic operation training. The hit rate against fixed targets in broad daylight is only 2%-3%. Facing bombers in the dark, they are naturally inaccurate and fire blanks.

In fact, it is normal that they can't hit. The anti-aircraft firepower of battleships and aircraft carriers is much more intense than that of the Empire State Building. Can't they still avoid dive bombers? After all, for bombers, it is much easier to deal with fixed and obvious high-rise buildings than to deal with floating and flexible warships on the sea.

After discovering the Empire State Building, a formation of He-218s immediately dived down, and three bombs hit the building accurately: one exploded in the upper part, and the strong vibration not only shattered the windows and glass, but also drilled a large hole directly in the outer wall. The other two exploded in the middle floors, less than 3 floors apart, breaking several key steel support columns, and the building was shaky, as if it would fall down with another gust of wind. .

The three pilots who hit the target accurately pulled up the plane happily, but they didn't expect to hear the angry curse of Fuchida Mitsuo on the radio just after leveling off: "You bunch of idiots, are you still asleep or what? You didn't blow up the Empire State Building, but the fucking Chrysler Building! I told you to read the manual carefully, but I don't know where you were looking!"

The pilot and the bombardier looked down carefully and realized that they had found the wrong target: although the Chrysler Building and the Empire State Building are not far apart and have similar shapes, they are still slightly lower overall. More importantly, the Chrysler Building has stainless steel metal decorations on the top, which looks like a car radiator cap and will emit light under the sun. Several people shrank their necks and dared not say a word, thinking with some grievance: There are so many tall buildings in New York, and this is our first time here, it's normal to find the wrong one!

"Second group!"

The second group was German pilots. They did not choose the wrong target. Three planes quickly rushed down to face the aimless anti-aircraft fire on the top of the building. The first plane was the first to drop the bomb. The method was so superb that even Fuchida Mitsuo could not help but applaud: "Great!"

The 500-kilogram high-explosive bomb penetrated directly from the top of the Empire State Building. Under the dual effects of speed and gravity, it penetrated 7 layers of reinforced concrete floor partitions and exploded directly inside the building. After a loud "boom", the whole building burst like a volcanic eruption. Components and bricks fell from more than 300 meters in the air. The National Guard who had just operated the air defense facilities had long been blown away. This is not the end. After the first plane completed the bombing, the two planes behind it rushed down one after another and also dropped bombs on the top of the Empire State Building. It was a double blossom. Germany has a long history of using Stukas. In the field of dive bombing, the pilots are more skilled and accurate than Japanese pilots!

After three heavy bombs were dropped continuously, the entire building looked intact, but one side of the upper and middle part had been blown into a pile of ruins, and a section of the 380-meter-high Empire State Building was cut off - now it is almost as high as the Chrysler Building.

"The third group!"

This time, all the fighters were Ju-98. Although the horizontal attack aircraft had a lower accuracy when bombing, they had a high bomb load, and the accuracy was still guaranteed in the hands of high-level pilots. Five consecutive 800-kilogram aerial bombs were dropped from the air, all of which exploded within a radius of about 50 meters of the Empire State Building, blowing the surrounding buildings into a mess. Each bomb was like a violent earthquake. The 300-meter-high building shook to this side and then to that side. Although it was barely standing, it was very fragile.

By the time of the 9th Ju-98, the god of fate finally favored him: the bomb passed through the Empire State Building's ground floor podium and penetrated into the basement before exploding. Under the action of hundreds of kilograms of explosives, several supporting columns that supported the entire building were blown off. The entire building could no longer support itself and collapsed directly from the air. A mushroom cloud of dust, cement, bricks and steel suddenly rose from the ground! After the mushroom cloud dissipated, everyone stared at the Empire State Building, which was almost razed to the ground, in amazement and could not speak for a long time.

At the same time as the Empire State Building collapsed, the battle to attack the Brooklyn Bridge also entered its final stage.

After finding and clarifying the target, the lightning king Murata Shigeharu personally led 6 attack planes carrying torpedoes to swoop over. At this time, New York City was in chaos. All anti-aircraft firepower and searchlights were waving randomly in the air. No one noticed that there were 6 planes lined up in a column less than 40 meters high on the East River, rushing forward.

The first plane quickly entered the standard range of 700 meters from the bridge pier. The results of many days of hard training on Socotra Island finally paid off. The bombardier in the back seat immediately pressed the launch switch, and a 450mm aerial torpedo fell into the water, splashing waves more than ten meters high. The pilot only felt that the whole plane was lightened, and began to climb and disengage without checking the results.

As he climbed, the torpedo that fell more than 10 meters underwater began to float up, and then rushed forward desperately under the push of the thermal combustion chamber - to ensure the effect, the torpedo depth is generally more than 6 meters. More than 20 seconds later, the torpedo accurately hit the bridge pier. After a loud "boom", a water column was stirred up. Shigeharu Murata saw clearly that not only the steel cables used to fix the main body of the bridge shook violently, but even the bridge body drifted faintly.

A taxi speeding on the bridge almost hit the railing due to the shaking of the bridge deck.

"Oh my God...what happened!" The driver instinctively braked the car and pointed out the window - there was the scene of the Empire State Building collapse, and exclaimed.

The drowsy engineer in the back seat woke up from his sleep, jumped out of the car, put up a canopy with his hands to observe the scene outside, and looked back at the port area where half the sky was red - he worked there, and was glad that he escaped.

Without time to sigh, he jumped into the car, slapped the driver's chair and shouted: "Hurry, run! Otherwise we will all die here!"

The driver immediately started with the floor gas, and the roar of the engine could not cover the explosions in the distance - after the collapse of the Empire State Building, the target of the Axis machine group fire attack changed to Rockefeller Center, where 250 kg, 500 kg, and 800 kg bombs and incendiary bombs were scattered wantonly.

While speeding, the second torpedo hit the bridge pier again. This time, the water column was higher and rushed directly to the bridge deck. The taxi not only felt the ground shaking, but also felt a large ball of water spraying on the roof. The two people were scared and fled desperately.

The third, fourth, fifth... In just 2 minutes, all 5 planes completed the attack. Except for the fourth torpedo that did not hit the bridge pier and eventually exploded, the rest all hit. Everyone could see clearly that the entire Brooklyn Bridge was shaking desperately, but it just wouldn't fall.

Now only Murata Shigeharu has one torpedo. He has circled in the air for several times, trying to find a way to kill him. After thinking about it, there is no better choice - after all, he is not a bridge engineer, and he is carrying a torpedo.

"Sir, what should we do? Will this method work?" The bombardier asked anxiously.

Shigeharu Murata gritted his teeth and said, "This bridge is so famous, the Americans must have built it very solid. It doesn't matter, let's try again."

He lowered the altitude further, lowered the plane to only 20 meters, and rushed towards the bridge pier, 700 meters, 600 meters, 500 meters, and he didn't order to launch torpedoes until 300 meters.

The other crews were completely stunned: all the planes were flying towards the bridge pier in the center of the river and launching torpedoes just now, why did the commander's plane fly to another bridge pier? Is he going to attack another place? Moreover, why didn't he throw a torpedo so close? Even if it can explode, there will be no impact effect. What is the commander doing?

After a moment, they finally understood that the commander would use incredible offensive means-it is very dangerous to do so, but since he is called the King of Thunder, Shigeharu Murata naturally has different special skills and confidence.

Everyone held their breath and watched. When the aircraft was about 200 meters away from the other side of the bridge pier, Shigeharu Murata controlled the aircraft to slowly deflect the wings. At the lowest point, it was less than 15 meters from the water surface. After the aircraft stabilized again, the altitude was only more than 20 meters. Now he was flying diagonally towards the bridge pier he had just attacked, with an angle of about 60 degrees between the two. After receiving the mission, Shigeharu Murata carefully looked at the data: the net span of the two bridge piers was 486 meters. If they flew diagonally and threw torpedoes at the current time, they could still ensure that the torpedoes had an effective range of more than 400 meters.

"Ready!"

"Fire!" The bombardier was waiting for Shigeharu Murata's order.

The last torpedo drew a white line and flew towards the other side of the bridge pier.