Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 718 A new contest

The Nanjing Air Defense War began. In the first wave of Japanese bombers and fighter jets that bombed Nanjing, more than 180 were severely hit, and more than 150 were shot down. Only about 20 were able to escape. , more than an hour after the battle began, more than half of the carrier-based aircraft of the Japanese Navy's First and Third Fleets were lost. With pure ground anti-aircraft firepower, such results were achieved, which is enough to be recorded in the history of air combat in the Republic of China.

After handling the completed matters, Tang Qiuli breathed a sigh of relief. It was only after nine o'clock in the morning, and it was still early before dark. The Japanese would never give up. They still had half of their air power in hand. The next bombing would be There will be no significant results like the first time, and a hard battle is unavoidable.

Tang Qiuli wanted to take a rest. Just as he closed his eyes, the outside phone on the table rang rapidly. The staff officer picked up the phone and after answering a few words, he covered the phone with his hand and looked at Commander Tang, who was concentrating with his eyes closed. He hesitated. Speaking, "Whose call is it?" Tang Qiuli, who seemed to be sleeping, asked softly, and the staff member quickly replied: "Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, it is the call from Commander Gao Zhihang of the Aviation Administration's Destroyer Force, and he is designated to speak to the Commander-in-Chief. "Tang Qiuli frowned slightly and took the phone.

"What do the staff officers of your Air Defense Headquarters do for a living? Do you have to wait so long to find Commander-in-Chief Tang? Let me tell you, if important military information is delayed, you will not be able to eat and walk around," Tang Qiuli just approached the receiver and said, Gao Zhihang's voice, full of energy and anger, reached his ears clearly.

"I am Tang Qiuli. May I ask Commander Gao, do you have anything urgent to do with me?" Tang Qiuli asked slightly unhappily. This Gao Zhihang was so angry for no reason. When he heard Tang Qiuli's voice, Gao Zhihang Hang's tone immediately turned aside and became very respectful: "Report to Commander-in-Chief Tang, the destroyer force, requesting to take off to participate in the battle, air strike on the Japanese aircraft carrier parked off the Yangtze River Estuary, completely destroy the Japanese bombing capability, please Commander-in-Chief for approval."

Tang Qiuli was annoyed for a while. Just because of this, he reprimanded and threatened the staff company of our Air Defense Headquarters. It seemed that no one but himself paid attention to the unruly Gao Zhihang. He only thought about it. Fight on your own without thinking about the comparison of the enemy's and our own forces. The Japanese aircraft carriers have at least a hundred fighter jets. The fighter jets in your hands, Gao Zhihang, are only about sixty. You have no strategic mind. You are sending an egg against a stone. Being a living target?

Tang Qiuli said sternly: "Gao Zhihang, listen to me and wait for orders. You have to fight. Without my order, you dare to take off a plane and come to see me. If you are asked to go into battle, you will not be able to fight." OK, I want your head too, do you hear me?" After saying that, without waiting for Gao Zhihang to answer, he hung up the phone with a "pop", no sleepiness at all, and his attention shifted to the radar screen.

Gao Zhihang held the phone and was stunned for a moment. Good guy, Commander-in-Chief Tang has such a bad temper. He was beaten violently for just one phone call. He turned to complain to the pilots around him: "I said not to call. You insist on pestering me to take the initiative to ask for a fight. No, after receiving a violent training from Commander-in-Chief Tang, you are all ready to take off at any time. I want the head of the one who is holding back the troops." The pilots shrunk their necks, stuck out their tongues, and dispersed, each going about their business.

Gao Zhihang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Why did he leave dozens of fighter jets unused? Why didn't he believe that anti-aircraft guns were better than fighter jets? Tang Qiuli trained him like this. Gao Zhihang had nothing to say.

He is another person, and according to his temper, he has to find out clearly, even his immediate superior, Director of Aviation Zhou Zhirou.

Tang Qiuli was in the headquarters. When it was about eleven o'clock at noon, there was still no Japanese plane coming. He couldn't help but wonder what the Japanese were doing. There were at least half of the planes, so why didn't they come to bomb? Could it be that they didn't come to bomb?

Did he retreat in the face of difficulties and withdraw his troops back to the mountains? He ordered all fighting positions not to relax their vigilance, take turns to eat, and pay full radar attention to the movements of Japanese aircraft.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it is when people are most tired. Tang Qiuli was drowsy. The radar operator shouted loudly: "Commander-in-Chief, Japanese aircraft have been spotted." Tang Qiuli opened his eyes suddenly, and then, Changxing

A report came from the island radar station that about 130 Japanese aircraft had arrived in the Shanghai airspace and would arrive over Nanjing in fifteen minutes. Finally, the shrill air defense warning sounded over Nanjing again.

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This time, all the Japanese troops dispatched were fighter jets. The purpose was obviously to destroy Nanjing's ground anti-aircraft firepower and pave the way for the bombers. The first bombing suffered heavy losses. Watching the fleet take off was a spectacular scene.

, flew back

But there were only a few. The Japanese fleet commander was trembling with distress. Almost half of the planes of the two fleets had their wings broken over Nanjing. The damn Army Intelligence Bureau also said that Nanjing was an undefended city, the eagle of the Japanese Empire.

They can fly freely.

Fart, he is full of lies. Could it be that more than 150 planes were blown to the ground by the wind? Even though the Japanese fleet commander was so angry that he sent countless greetings to the female relatives of those guys from the Army Intelligence Bureau.

All over the place, but I dare not make it public. I can’t file a lawsuit with the Army Intelligence Bureau about this matter. The Navy won’t be able to throw it away.

Thinking of this man, he had no choice but to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. The two fleet commanders discussed that only by completing the mission of bombing Nanjing could they explain to the base camp and cover up the heavy losses. As for the Army's air force on standby in Taiwan

, just let them wait, the navy is still capable of continuing to carry out bombing missions.

There are not many bombers left, so dispatch all fighter jets to clear the way for the bombers and destroy all the Chinese anti-aircraft firepower. This is undoubtedly the right decision, even though I am blinded by the anger of revenge and hate it to the roots of my teeth.

Itching and wishing to eat the Chinese in Nanjing alive, the Japanese fleet commander still had a clear head and made the right decision.

After the Japanese fighter jets entered the range of anti-aircraft fire, they immediately lowered their flight altitude and took advantage of the light, flexible and fast performance of the fighter jets to enter Nanjing city at ultra-low altitude from different directions. They used various tall buildings to avoid ground anti-aircraft fire.

This move was very effective. The Japanese fighter jets had entered the blind spot of the anti-aircraft guns, and the artillery sighting radar had lost its function. The soldiers of the Huangyadong Air Defense Brigade could only watch the growing black shadow of the Japanese fighter jets, heading straight overhead.

Press it over.

Tang Qiuli realized that the Japanese had changed their tactics, suffered a big loss, and gained experience. He ordered the anti-aircraft anti-aircraft guns to take camouflage measures to avoid the attacks of Japanese fighter jets, and the anti-aircraft machine guns changed their fighting positions and focused their firepower with the heavy machine guns.

A joint anti-aircraft firepower was formed to prevent Japanese fighter jets from entering the urban area at ultra-low altitudes. Mobile firepower points converted from trams were dispatched to form a tight fire net to force Japanese fighter jets to high altitudes.

The Japanese were indeed ruthless. More than 130 fighter jets rushed in from all directions. Facing the Japanese aircraft entering at ultra-low altitude, almost all anti-aircraft guns lost their effect. The density of anti-aircraft firepower was reduced by three points.

About two seconds later, as a result, the sky over Nanjing was full of loopholes. Tang Qiuli was secretly glad that the Japanese did not send fighter bombers. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether they would win or lose.

Fierce gunfire sounded once again, but this time the effect was obviously not great. Only six or seven Japanese fighter jets were shot down. Compared with the bulky bombers, fighter jets were much more flexible. From behind the tall buildings, a fighter jet sprang out from time to time.

Even though all the anti-aircraft gun emplacements were camouflaged, the Japanese fighter jets were still swarmed by

The cunning Japanese fighter jets found many places and were immediately attacked. Although the machine gun bullets of the fighter jets did little damage to the anti-aircraft guns, the soldiers on the gun positions suffered a big loss. The Japanese fighter jets roared past, and a series of bullets were fired.

It pecked at the ground viciously, and after the smoke and dust erupted, the blood of Chinese soldiers burst out, leaving numerous corpses.

Less than thirty minutes after the battle began, Tang Qiuli received reports that the number of casualties at each firepower point had reached more than 2,000, with the firepower points set up at high altitudes suffering the most serious casualties. Wang Genbao's firepower point was the first to be attacked.

Because at the highest point, the target was obvious. Three or four Japanese fighter jets pounced ferociously. Several heavy machine guns were spitting flames and they fought back desperately. The attack angle and direction of the Japanese fighter jets were very tricky, and they were often blind spots for firepower.

In the low altitude, more than 120 Japanese fighter jets were attacking frantically. On the ground, Chinese soldiers were manipulating weapons and firing chains of fire with red eyes. Wang Genbao had forgotten how many Japanese fighter jets were ghosting in front of his eyes.

passing by

, he only remembered that after killing one, he was immediately retaliated by seven or eight Japs planes. The parapet made of sandbags was riddled with bullet marks. The brothers around him fell one after another, and blood spattered on the red guns.

A smelly black smoke rose from the pipe.

Repeated misses completely angered this dull man. Wang Genbao suddenly stripped off his shirt, and his thick back was shining with bronze oil in the sun. The heavy machine gun kept chasing the shadows of Japanese fighter jets and fired wildly. There were piles of scalding bullets above and below his head.

of bullet casings, "Load the bullet, hurry up!"

"Son" Wang Genbao was beating like crazy, scolding the ammunition hand fiercely. The two ammunition hands were already staggering from exhaustion. Wang Genbao's arms were numb, and his brain was numb. He could only subconsciously pull the trigger and shoot out angry bullets.

Finally, another Japanese fighter jet exploded in the sky.

Wang Genbao's firepower point was doing well, but the overall air combat situation in Nanjing was becoming increasingly unfavorable to the Chinese ** team. After dozens of minutes of fighting, the Japanese fighter jets had initially figured out the weak links of the air defense firepower point, and their attacks were becoming more and more smooth.

, the losses of the Chinese team continued to rise.

There were emergency calls everywhere, and the mobile firepower points modified by trams could no longer effectively prevent the crazy attacks of Japanese fighter jets. Instead, they suffered some losses. Tang Qiuli in the air defense headquarters had sweat falling from his forehead.

(To be continued)