Just as the AC-47 was about to drop the flares again, the 88-mm high shè gun on the train opened fire first. Free eBook Download// Of course, judging the approximate position of the aircraft by relying only on the situation of a series of flares dropped by the AC-47 is not a good shot. However, the 88 mm high guns that the Germans packed were not anti-personnel ammunition at all, but only flares.

However, these flares are very different from those dropped by the AC-47. The rate at which the magnesium burned in the flares dropped by the aircraft was somewhat controlled to maintain a longer luminescence time for easy observation. But now the special flares that are fired from the 88 guns are using technical means to increase the burning speed of magnesium, so that the magnesium powder in the charge burns out almost instantaneously to emit a brighter light. In fact, this special flare can no longer be called a flare, but should be called a dazzling flare, or even a flash blinding flare.

These dazzling shells sent by the Germans exploded behind the AC-47 attack plane, and the strong flash suddenly made the eyes of Sean, the self-defense machine gun hand in the rear, blazing white, and this white sè could not retreat, even if he closed his eyes, his eyes were still white flowers.

"I can't see, I can't see anything!" Sean, the tail self-defense machine gunner, screamed, and the miserable sound echoed in the cabin.

The intense flash of light just now also shone into the cabin through the open deck, illuminating the cabin in a snow-white light. Even the co-pilot, who was facing away from the direction of the flash, was blinded by the little light that shone into the cabin and then came back from the cockpit glass.

"Damn it! This damn thing is going to keep us from attacking. What to do? Captain Matt said.

"Maybe we should give up the main position and grab their attention. Maybe other planes are already on the way, and this flash of light will definitely attract them all. And then maybe they will have a chance to attack from the other side. First Officer Lawrence replied, "In addition, when approaching the target, when you see the muzzle flame of the 88 gun, it may be a good idea to immediately close your eyes and turn your face away." ”

"That's all there is to it for the time being." Matt said, and then he shouted, "Peter, you idiot! What happened to Sean's eyes? ”

"It's sore and painful, and I still can't see clearly." Sean replied,

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"It's okay, I'll be fine." Peter replied, "But it will take at least an hour to fully recover." Captain, you're going to need a new tail Heavy for the time being. ”

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If the flashbang of the 88 guns made the American AC-47 attack aircraft a mess, then the German BF-110 night fighter that secretly followed them suffered even more.

The first 88mm flashbang exploded less than 200 meters in front of the BF-110, and the sudden explosion of the flashbang made the pilot Luthor's eyes unable to see anything.

Fortunately, Chris, the radar officer in the back, was fiddling with the radar with his head down at that time, so his eyes were not affected. You can still see things.

"I can't see anything! Oh my God! Chris, help me look at the meter! Abandon the mission and we will return! Luthor yelled, "Look at the meter, don't look outside!" ”

"Okay Captain!" Chris craned his neck as best he could, looking at the front seat.

"Captain! You're pulling up a little bit more! Push it down...... Okay, just keep it like this, okay now you can turn to the right and move a little smaller......"

"Damn it! The army has such a thing, and it doesn't even notify us in advance! These bastards! Luthor kept flying as he relied on his teammates' reminders to keep flying, and scolded the Army guys who were cheating.

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The guys on the AC-47 had no idea that they had just escaped the tracking of a night fighter with the help of the Germans, and now they were reporting to their superiors from a safe distance, while quietly waiting for the arrival of the friendly plane.

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"General, the Germans have played a new trick!" Scott handed a telegram to Ron, who was taking a nap. It's rare to encounter any big changes these days, so sometimes when there is no big action, Ron will also go to be lazy.

"I'll see." Ron took the message and read it. Apparently this new trick of the Germans exceeded Ron's expectations, and for a moment he felt a little tricky, he frowned, and then stood up.

"Let's go to the war room." Ron said as he walked, "Let them drop bombs in front and behind the railroad first, destroy the railroad, and stop that train!" "The train has to move on the tracks, which is its biggest weakness. Destroy the railroad, trap it, and you'll be done.

"What other planes are moving nearby?" Ron asked as soon as he entered the war room.

"General, there are two P/A-38s that will arrive in three minutes, and one more B-25 that will arrive in five minutes." A staff officer replied.

"Well, that's good." Ron said, "Order the AC-47 crew, first destroy the railroad, and then drop a flare every 30 seconds from a higher altitude. After the other aircraft are in place, the AC-47 attack aircraft coordinates with the other aircraft to jointly launch the attack. ”

The AC-47 attack aircraft is the largest and has the largest number of personnel, and because there are enough personnel, it is most appropriate for them to coordinate it.

"Once all aircraft are in place, the P/A-38 should turn to the opposite side of the AC-47 and reduce the throttle to avoid detection by enemy forces. The B-25 should first increase the throttle, make more noise, and circle around the target at a relatively safe altitude to cover other aircraft. The AC-47 was supposed to take on the task of feints, using its cannons to attract the attention of the enemy. And the two P/A-38s were supposed to take the opportunity to attack the anti-aircraft wagons of the military column with rockets. Ron quickly gave orders, and those orders were quickly transmitted to the combat planes via airwaves.

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"Report! Enemy aircraft dropped bombs on the railway in front, and the road could have been damaged. A soldier reported to the conductor Matra.

"Slow down! Stop the car! Matra gave the order. The huge train began to slow down, and the steel wheels rubbed a series of sparks against the rails, and finally the train stopped.

"Go down and take a look and see how the road is damaged." Matra said to several train crews.

Several staff members jumped out of the car and ran forward. After a while, the men ran back again.

"Captain, the railroad track in front of you has been blown off a section. There is also a pit on the roadbed with a diameter of more than three meters and a depth of more than one meter. ”

"All the emergency repair personnel gathered for emergency repair." Matera gave the order as she shook her head.

"Commander, what's wrong? Why did the train stop? "An SS officer with a major's epaulette walked over.

"Major Harry, I was looking for you. The railroad ahead was bombed and damaged, and now we have to get the railroad in order to move on. This takes at least an hour, during which we are vulnerable to enemy blows. Your troops are to be prepared for air defense. Also, I'm worried that my repairmen will be attacked by the guerrillas, so I need your soldiers to protect them while they repair the railroad. ”

"Okay, I'll do it." Major Harry understood the danger of the present situation, and without saying anything, he turned to leave.

"Ah, Major Harry, the enemy could attack us at any moment, and it is best to leave the train except for the necessary personnel until the railroad is repaired." Matra added.

"Okay, you're the conductor, I'll listen to you." Major Harry raised his hand to the conductor and saluted, then turned to leave. After a while, Matra saw a large group of soldiers jump out of the carriage and scatter in all directions.

At this time, above their heads, the roar of aircraft engine engines was heard, and from the sound it seemed that the enemy was circling around them. At the same time, one by one the flares were dropped.

At this time, the 88-millimeter high shè guns on the train also rang out, sending flashbangs into the sky, and under the illumination of the strong light of these flashbangs, the figure of the enemy plane appeared. Major Harry recognized it almost at a glance, it was an AC-47 attack aircraft.

The appearance of the AC-47 attack aircraft is very similar to that of the C-47 transport aircraft, and it is not easy to distinguish between the two. At first, the Germans suffered a lot as a result. Now almost every German will be educated like this: "When you see a transport plane, especially a low-flying one, you must be more careful, maybe it's the AC-47!" "And what appears around the train now that looks like a transport plane is definitely an AC-47 attack aircraft.

So the two 88 guns, one in front of the other, turned their muzzles towards it, and as soon as it got a little closer, they fired shè flash grenades at it. Because all German gunners knew that in the cabin of the AC-47 there was a 40mm gun, which, by virtue of its height advantage, was far superior to the 37mm gun that the Germans had mounted on flatbed trucks. If they could not interfere with it continuously, the Americans could take advantage of it in the shè range, first sweeping all the anti-aircraft fire with 40mm machine guns, and then recklessly blowing up the entire column with bombs.

However, the Germans did not notice that the entire train was also illuminated due to the constant explosion of flashbangs. On the other side, in the darkness, two P/A-38 attack planes, with their engines set to idle, quietly glide towards the train. Rockets are hung under their wings......