Chapter 189: Investigation
1980, 10 a.m. on December 26. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info please search and see the most complete and updated novels
Located in the northeastern mountains of Xingwei, an important town ten kilometers to the west, a terrible siren suddenly sounded.
A group of airport maintenance technicians and workers on standby in the maintenance hangar came out laughing, and a driver walked slowly to the fuel truck parked in front of the hangar and pulled the car door. After him, three more technicians followed him into the cab, and a few others grabbed the handlebars of the car, juggling and hanging outside. The car starts, slowly turns around, and drives unhurriedly towards the tarmac.
The alarm is a battle signal, but this is a support airfield far from the front line, and no one believes that the KPA can fight here.
Despite the terrible sound of the siren, everyone was lazy and did not take it seriously.
Dozens of soldiers wearing uniforms pushed trolleys loaded with maintenance tools, artillery ammunition, and aerial bombs out of the ammunition depot in groups of three and two, and pushed them unhurriedly in the direction of the tarmac. Their sense of security is poor, and although the carts are loaded with bombs, many of them still have cigarettes in their mouths, making meaty jokes and bursts of laughter from time to time.
When the commander of the airport, Major Maung Kong, strode into the pilots' lounge, all the pilots were still lazily leaning on their folding chairs, joking and joking, and they didn't look nervous at all. Some people are still hanging around in the lounge, pouring coffee, smoking cigars, and talking and laughing.
They certainly don't get nervous.
This airfield is 10 kilometers behind Xingwei, and the People's Army is possessed by miraculous powers, and if they want to fight, they will attack Xingwei first. Despite the constant echoing of the sirens outside, none of the pilots were scared and talked and laughed.
They are the true sons of the sky
Even the Weiding Army, who is very strict in their dignity and humility, is extremely courteous to them, the pilots who have spent a lot of money to train.
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet" Major Maung Kong had a great headache with these unruly pilots, and he couldn't beat them, scolded and scolded, so he had to slap them hard, trying to attract their attention, and even walked down, patting them on the shoulders one by one to make them stop talking.
"I just received a telegram from the front line of Rolling Lane, saying that a People's Army that came from nowhere had gone around the back of the Changqingshan defense line and suddenly launched an attack from the southwest in the morning. At that time, a company and a self-defense brigade stationed on the 1600 heights could no longer be contacted after sending a distress telegram, and it is estimated that the high ground has now been lost. Later, he contacted various checkpoints and found that a platoon stationed on the 1810 high ground on the right peak of Changqing Mountain had also lost contact. Therefore, the superiors asked us to go over and see if these two places have really been lost, and at the same time to see how many enemies there are, Maung Ang and Deng Min, just the two of you" Major Maung Kong said sternly with a straight face.
After all, the other party is a superior, and it is an order from a higher level, although Captain Maung Ang and Captain Deng Min are reluctant, they still get up and salute softly: "Obey"
Then it's none of our business
The others glanced at the two unlucky bastards, snickered, and then enthusiastically plunged into their discussions, each doing his own thing, ignoring Major Makoku, who was still in the lounge.
"We're really unlucky"
Captain Denmin grabbed his flight helmet and slammed it on the back of his chair before he muttered with his companion out of the lounge and staggered towards the tarmac not far away.
Xingwei is a small and narrow city in the valley, with a length of 15 or 6 kilometers from east to west and a width of less than 3 kilometers from north to south. Ninety percent of the flat land in the territory has been reclaimed as cultivated land, so the actual urban area is less than two kilometers from east to west and less than 500 meters wide, which is very narrow.
Such a narrow place, of course, cannot accommodate a regular airport that can take off and land transport planes. Even the front-line support airfield is a dirt runway located 10 kilometers behind.
Three old World War II propeller Spitfires, two Pilatus PC6s, and a Cessna 180 light propeller were parked not far from the overgrown runway. The refueling truck was refueling the plane, and a dozen more technicians were climbing up and down around the plane for pre-takeoff checks. Another ground crew carried carts full of ammunition to the attack plane, replenished the shells for the two Sispano 20-millimeter guns loaded on it, and carried four 40-pound aerial bombs under the belly.
The first of the Independence Army was the Independence Army that rebelled against British colonial rule, and the supporters behind it were actually the Japanese. After the start of World War II, the Independence Army captured Quancho with the assistance of the Japanese army. By the end of World War II in four or five years, the Independence Army had a beautiful counterattack, had a pre-battle uprising, and returned to the arms of the British.
At this time, the Imperial Army was reorganized into the Imperial Air Force, and at the same time, the Royal Aviation Auxiliary Unit was established to support the Royal Air Force, mainly driving transport planes to transport supplies and providing air support for the ground troops.
When the British were forced by the colonial liberation movement of the United States to become independent, the Vicious Army also obtained various types of aircraft left by the British army, and thus established its own air force on this basis.
However, they were poor and isolated, and the Air Force aircraft did not change much for decades.
The only group jet in his hand is a British Vampire fighter from World War II. There are also one hundred and twenty Spitfire propeller fighters from World War II.
Over the decades, most aircraft have become extremely old and continue to be scrapped. By disassembling parts, there are now only 30 Vampire jet fighters and more than 80 Spitfires left in the hands of the Air Force.
In order to make up for the lack of strength, the Dining Air Force also bought some light civilian planes from the United States in the 60s as communication planes, and some of them were converted into light bombers. In addition, I bought some relatively good things from Israel, such as the Pilatus PC6 general-purpose machine in front of me, which was bought from Israel.
After its own modification, the PC6 can carry 1,000 kilograms of ammunition and fly in the air for four and a half hours, and use aerial guns and small aerial bombs to provide long-term air fire support for ground troops.
Maung Aung and Deng Min are the pilots of these two PC6s.
They stood listlessly on the side, holding their helmets, watching a kind of diligent busyness, neither anxious nor hurried, and just stood and watched.
After about half an hour, the ground crew finally filled the plane with fuel and replenished ammunition, and the two clapped their hands to each other, and with the help of the ground crew, they opened the hatch and stepped on the small wooden pier to enter the wheelhouse. Put on the helmet, start the engine, and slowly drive the plane onto the runway.
As the ground support flag waved downward, the plane began to accelerate slowly, faster and faster along the runway, and when it taxied to a distance of 170 meters, its head was slightly raised, and the two front wheels left the ground and glided into the sky.
The maximum flight altitude of the PC6 is 7,600 meters, but they never fly above 3,000 meters.
Because they are not equipped with high-altitude oxygen supply equipment, and their aviation manufacturing capacity is almost equal to zero, it is better to say that they cannot do it with aviation machine guns, aerial guns, and bombs hanging on them. Without oxygen supply equipment, they simply did not dare to fly to the airspace of more than five thousand meters.
To tell the truth, the KPA is poor, and the KPA is no better. If it weren't for the righteousness, the weapons and equipment left by the British in their hands, a certain amount of heavy equipment, and a complete range of military branches, it would still be like a regular army.
The two PC6s circled and rose high, and when they reached an altitude of 2,800 meters, they leveled up, adjusted their direction, and flew towards the east.
The plane jumped over Xingwei, and the road below was very eye-catching, and a convoy could be seen on the road.
Due to limited financial resources, Deng Min and his team had very little time to actually fly the plane, and there was no problem with taking off and landing. But the aviation instruments on the plane are all old-fashioned mechanical instruments, and their accuracy is very questionable, and they have not yet had the courage to rely on these navigation devices for blind flight. What if you fly in the wrong direction, get the wrong flight, and fly all the way to China?
They have always relied on visual ground markers to determine the direction of flight. Clouds can be seen above 1,000 meters, so in order to see ground targets clearly, they often lower their planes below 800 meters, or even 500 meters, to be able to see below more accurately.
"3012, 3012, I'm 3011, do you want to fly down" Deng Min put on his intercom mask and called Captain Maung Aung next to him.
At this height, the mountain below can be seen clearly, and the scenery on the mountain is also clear at a glance. But it's impossible to discern exactly what is smaller. Not to mention a human being, it is a towering tree, and it cannot be distinguished from other trees.
"Still don't want it," Captain Maung Ang's nervous voice came from the internal channel, "We don't know how many of them there are." It's good to come less, if there are a lot, you may carry anti-aircraft machine guns, and it is safer for us to fly a little higher. ”
"Agreed, I agree too" Deng Min gave a thumbs up to 3012 next to him across the cockpit, agreeing to keep it at this height.
"3011, 3012, this is the conning tower. Roll asks us to see the enemy's strength, and you go down to two thousand meters and fly low. If necessary, continue to descend to 1,500 meters and carry out ground attacks" During the call, the voice of the flight dispatch of the command tower of the front-line airfield was heard.
He looked to the other side, saw Captain Maung Ang remove the intercom mask, grinned at him, smiled too, dialed the call switch, said, "Understood" and then turned the switch up to the receiving state, and also removed the intercom mask. The plane did not descend to the height required by the conning tower, and remained at 2,800 meters.
Promise is promise, but you really have to reduce the flight altitude
Silly, huh
Who will do this without determining whether the enemy has anti-aircraft weapons. Of course, you can sit on the ground and assign whatever you want, but it is we who do our best
Although they don't know that they will not be subject to the order of the foreign king, but in practice, they are strictly following this article.
The tower urged a few more times, and then stopped talking, as if giving up.
The PC6 has a maximum level flight speed of 230 kilometers per hour and a most fuel-efficient economic cruising speed of 220 kilometers. It was only 60 kilometers from the front-line airfield to the Changqingshan 1810 Heights, and even at the economic speed they were now taking, it only took them a quarter of an hour to fly to the 1600 Heights next to the highway on the north side that their superiors had asked them to reconnoitre.
The two subconsciously pulled the plane up again, climbing to 3,800 meters.
This altitude was already very high, there was no electric heating device in the cabin, and despite wearing leather jackets, the two of them felt a chill seep in, and their body temperature began to drop slowly. Looking down from the cabin, the hill has become a little smaller, and the trees on the hill are connected into a green carpet, so that you can only distinguish where the trees are and where are the bare rocks without vegetation cover.