Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

After repeatedly emphasizing the action plan for this mission, LYL began to distribute the scaled-down route map of the Nagasaki area, as well as aerial photos of the Sasebo Naval Base and six shipbuilding slipways to the captains.

During this process, 103 sighed with regret, obviously regretting something in his heart.

In fact, in this operation, he was more inclined to attack Kokura City on Kyushu Island. It is an important military industrial base in Japan, which is more in line with the basic principles of strategic bombing.

However, the local weather is too bad and it is not suitable for the Air Force 3rd Division to fight in the short term.

Coupled with the strong suggestion of the ugly countryman, the border area finally set the target as Sasebo.

"Turn off the lights! The next time is left to our intelligence officer, who will point out the enemy's firepower and the specific location of the target."

In accordance with the principle of leaving professional matters to professionals.

Entering the special briefing session, 103 decisively left the podium and gave the core position of the conference room to the intelligence officer and the combat staff.

"Comrades, according to our recent reconnaissance, the Japanese air defense force in western Japan is very weak. I have marked the specific locations of sea-based and road-based anti-aircraft guns on the map."

"So far, the large-caliber artillery that has been confirmed includes 75, 105 and 127 mm. However, the number of these anti-aircraft guns is very small, and they are evenly distributed from the coastline to the core area, which basically cannot pose a threat to everyone."

"The starting point of this mission is northwest of Sasebo. The red area marked in the map is the core bombing area. As for the weather, God is still on our side. The target area will be cloudy with light fog tonight!"

The climate environment has a great impact on the bombing effect in the current era, whether it is day or night.

Concentrated bombing during the day is naturally best when there are no clouds in the sky. The Air Force Third Division, which is equipped with Norton sights in batches, has long proved their offensive efficiency in actual combat.

At night, it is just the opposite. Clouds, fog and dark nights are the best natural barriers for soldiers.

As for the accuracy of bombing, what should I do?

Do you understand the value of the Eighth Route Army's technology? No one would worry about such a short-sighted problem. If Dai Ying could do it, how could the well-trained Air Force 3rd Division let everyone down?

After the array was arranged and assigned, the captains in the conference room stood up collectively and prepared to go to the apron to meet up with their crew members.

Before the meeting ended, 103 looked around and found Fang Ziyi who was about to leave from the crowd.

"Team Fang, I'll leave this mission to you. You must bring the comrades home safely. I'll wait for good news from everyone at the base."

"By the way, don't be anxious about testing new weapons. Try it if you have the chance, and don't force it if you don't have the chance. Anyway, Director Huang has given us plenty of time, and it doesn't matter if we have one or two days."

"Haha! No problem! I know what I'm doing. See you at dawn!"

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The distance between the combat center and the hangar is not far, and the comrades arrived at their destination in just eight minutes.

When Fang Ziyi arrived at his own apron by car, his navigator and bombardier had already put on his flight suit and looked ready to attack at any time.

Before boarding the plane, he gently stroked the special bombing device on the belly of the fighter with his left hand, and then said with emotion:

"It's been a long time since I played water skipping. I will practice with the surface ships of the Japanese Navy. Don't forget to take pictures when the time comes. We must set an example for the British and try to sell our technology at a good price!"

"By the way, how long will the last preparation of the bomber formation take?"

"How many tons of bombs did Captain Liu bring for tonight's operation?"

"In the future, the weight of bombs will be measured in the International System of Units. The British system is too troublesome."

When the three words "playing water skipping" were heard, the navigator's face immediately showed an impatient expression.

Although he had never missed the live-fire training arranged by the division before, he couldn't help but sigh every time he thought of that kind of unrestrained offensive means.

The imagination of this military expert is really incomparable to that of ordinary people.

After suppressing the excitement in his heart, the navigator opened the work report sent by the ground crew and confirmed it repeatedly, and finally gave the answer in an affirmative tone.

"The log shows that each bomber of the Third Division carries 22 450-kilogram high-explosive bombs or napalm bombs. In other words, at least 1,500 tons of bombs will hit the heads of the devils tonight."

"It will take about five minutes to prepare before departure, and we can definitely set off on time."

In order to ensure that the bombing operation is foolproof and to avoid non-combat casualties caused by mechanical failures, the ground crew team immediately started working at full firepower as soon as they received the order.

It is worth mentioning that today's Lancaster has completely abandoned the 7.7mm British ancestral small water pipe, and turned to the embrace of 12.7mm.

The power of small-caliber aircraft machine guns is limited after all, and it must hit the vital parts of the enemy aircraft to cause fatal damage.

The situation of Lao Gan Ma will be much better, which can make the comrades' self-defense firepower even better.

"Okay, get ready."

The conversation between the two was suddenly interrupted by a voice from a distance. The deafening roars were like a surging tide of beasts roaring in the darkness.

Even Fang Ziyi was shocked by this scene.

There was no way, the scene of hundreds of Merlin engines roaring and starting with flames was too shocking. The surging power that came to the face was enough to make any air force soldier's blood boil.

After a while, Fang Ziyi came back to his senses. He patted his navigator on the shoulder, signaling him to board the plane and prepare for departure.

As expected, the two soon received the take-off signal from the tower. At the same time, a green flare also rose from the ground.

"Swoosh!"

Seeing this, Fang Ziyi released the brakes and rushed to the end of the runway with the greatest power. The pioneer and bombing formations followed closely behind, and all the crews attacked one after another at fixed intervals.

The comrades headed southeast, strictly following the guidance of the ground radar station, and flew to the assembly point over the Yellow Sea.

There, there would be combat formations from other airports waiting for them.

"Navigators, keep an eye on the radar in front of you and report to me in time if there is anything. Three hours later, that is, 4 a.m. local time, we will arrive over the target on time!"

"Received!"

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During World War II, the night combat capability of the Japanese Navy has always been a mystery.

When it is fierce, it is like Mikawa Gunichi in the Battle of Guadalcanal.

This fleet set out from Rabaul, avoiding the aerial reconnaissance of the Ugly Navy along the way. The entire long-distance raid was 900 kilometers, driving a destroyer, two light cruisers and five heavy cruisers, and single-column deep into the Guadalcanal waters to launch a night battle raid.

Relying on the tactics of opening the field of vision to illuminate the enemy ships with water reconnaissance, and breaking the hidden artillery and torpedo attack by surface ships.

The Mikawa Fleet staged a blitzkrieg at sea in just 42 minutes, and finally achieved the record of sinking four Ugly heavy cruisers, damaging one heavy cruiser and two destroyers.

If this wave was made into a battle plot by the white-haired guy, then there would be an extra Battle of Savo Island in a certain magical world: Cherry Blossoms Bloom.

Of course, there will be weak ones when there are strong ones, otherwise how could this book be defeated.

When weak, it was like the 6th Squadron of Goto Azuma in the Battle of Cape Esperance.

It was only three kilometers away from the Ugly fleet, but a group of deaf and blind people didn't find the enemy, and were finally filled with damage by the opponent's T-superior formation.

The funniest one was Vice Admiral Goto Arenato.

He didn't know until his death that the enemy was the 64th Task Force of Ah Chou, and even asked his flagship to send a telegram to the Ugly people saying "I am Aoba", which contributed to the unique scene in the history of naval warfare.

Ah? You are Aoba? I am fighting Aoba!

You may not believe it, but this old devil kept shouting before he died that he would send the blind friendly army to the military court.

It's really the big stage of Guadalcanal, come if there is work.

Obviously, the enemies encountered by the Air Force 3rd Division today are also a group of little deaf and blind.

After more than two hours of long journey, the lead formation and the bombing formation entered the airspace of Kyushu Island without any pressure.

At this time, the coastline below was peaceful, and no one realized that the distinguished guests had come. Looking at the sparkling sea, Fang Ziyi and the navigator beside him all showed puzzled expressions.

Ah?

Why is it another trek? Is it really that you only remember to eat and not to be beaten?

Where are the land-based and sea-based large-caliber anti-aircraft guns? Where are your night fighter reconnaissance aircraft? Is my Lao Gan Ma equipped in vain?

"Team Fang, this is too easy. The Japanese have deployed at least five advanced destroyers and many small boats on the path we just flew over. Are they all blind?"

"It seems that the most difficult step in this operation is to operate the radar."

Flying at night without radar navigation, a sudden gust of wind can take the entire formation away from the original route, and it will deviate by dozens of kilometers if you are not careful.

Fortunately, TG's current radar technology is unparalleled in the world.

In order to navigate the bomber formation, the night combat version of the Mosquito is equipped with the latest navigation system.

The actual performance of this system far exceeds the GEE, Oboe and H2S with English, and can even compete with the AN/APN-13 of the later period of Achou.

However, the more advanced the technology, the higher the threshold for use, which is why the navigator just teased the enemy.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyi first glared at his partner next to him, signaling him not to let down his guard easily. Then he analyzed the real reason behind the incident while operating the Mosquito fighter.

"From my experience, the Japanese simply don't have enough troops. Their main fleet is fighting with the Ugly Country in the Pacific, and some fresh troops are tied up in Southeast Asia."

"Sure enough, the border area and the headquarters are still sympathetic and will not let us fight the enemy at an inappropriate time."

"In short, the current situation is favorable to the comrades, and we must seize this rare opportunity. If we don't show some muscle, how can we make the Ugly Country, the local rich man, willing to pay!"

"Pass my order, the lead formation will follow me and go ahead to drop the indicator mark!"

"Received!"

Following Fang Ziyi's order, more than 60 Mosquitos broke away from the large formation with fuel and afterburner, and flew towards the Sasebo Naval Base at the current altitude.

At the moment of approaching the target, the comrades drove their respective fighters to start a shallow dive at a small angle, waiting for the commander's order to start dropping bombs.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Although the remaining troops in the book were not elite, they were not so bad as to not see the enemy in front of them.

When a large group of mosquitoes emerged from the clouds, dozens of searchlights suddenly shot from the ground and the sea. After a brief chaos, the anti-aircraft guns at various points were also ready for battle.

After the leading formation entered the range of the anti-aircraft guns, the devils began to attack without hesitation. Comrades could even smell the smell of gunpowder in the air through the oxygen masks.

But to be honest, compared with the anti-aircraft firepower of hundreds or thousands of guns in the Western European battlefield, the defense of Japan's homeland is really shockingly weak.

If the sky above Tokugawa 3 is a New Year's Eve fireworks show, then the sky above Sasebo is at best a gun stall that caught fire and exploded accidentally.

Staring at the destroyer on the inner harbor, Fang Ziyi decisively ordered in the communication channel:

"Next, my wingman will take over the command. The leading formation will act according to the predetermined plan and must drop all the instruction flares within five minutes."

"After the mission is completed, everyone will prioritize guarding the surrounding airspace. As long as there are no enemy planes threatening the bombing formation, we should not take the initiative to attack!"

"Received!"

After speaking, Fang Ziyi left the team. He drove the Mosquito straight in, like a hunter who found prey, and began to dive towards the destroyer diagonally below.

At the same time, the leader and bombardier stared at the altitude indicator and reported loudly every time he descended 200 meters.

The maneuvering of the Mosquito is no match for the Kagero-class destroyer alone. Even if those Type 96 cannons fired desperately, they still couldn't stop the two from getting closer and closer.

Just when the Japanese thought they were going to face a dive bombing, the ghostly twin-engine fighter suddenly switched its flight attitude and turned to a super low altitude penetration close to the water surface.

"Power on! Quick!"

After receiving the order, the navigator immediately pressed the button to rotate the special bombing device on the belly of the aircraft.

"Release!"

With Fang Ziyi's order, a bouncing bomb weighing one ton, in the form of a skipping stone, went straight to the Yangyan class.

Under the gaze of the Japanese who saw the sky locust, the bomb bounced on the water surface four times in succession, and finally hit the middle area of ​​the destroyer steadily. (End of this chapter)