The omega chin is also known as the "beauty groove" and "apple chin". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info intuitively, that is, there is one more groove in the middle of the chin than normal people, and the depth of this groove is different for different omega chins;

This groove divides the chin into two halves, and the obvious dots are in the shape of an "omega", hence the name "omega".

People with this kind of chin are very handsome and masculine.

Captain Hans Rudel, commander of the 1st Squadron of the 1st Squadron of the 1st Brigade of the Luftwaffe, had such a chin.

On the morning of 8 September, Captain Rudel and his brother Skhanowski, who slept on his top bunk, got up early and ate a hot breakfast in the cafeteria.

"The chef in this cafeteria is really far worse than old Hans in making soup, always putting too much pepper every time." Rudell said with a frown.

"I don't like the taste of his soup either, and I expect to finish my mission sooner and go back to old Hans." Skhanowski is also nostalgic for the skills of old Hans, the chef of the canteen at the last field airfield, before they transferred to the northern front.

As the two walked up to their beloved landline, they saw ground crews loading a large guy onto the belly bomb pylon.

On the stabilizing wing of this bombshell, a blue identification band is sprayed, indicating that the bomb is an anti-armor aerial grenade, and the letter code is PC.

The walls of such aerial bombs are quite thick, the body material is high-quality steel, and the charge is 15-20% of the weight of the bomb.

Its purpose is to use high-quality steel fragments to destroy enemy targets and permanent fortifications such as battleships.

The nomenclature is to add the weight of the bomb after the prefix PC in kilograms.

The name of this bomb was PC-1000, which means anti-armor aerial grenade weighing 1000 kg.

"This is our 399th sortie, our next sortie is our 400th, and we are going to try to take out a big guy and leave a memento of our military career." Rudel said.

"It has to be a battleship, only a battleship has that value." Skhanowski said with a smile.

"I heard that there are two battleships hidden in Leningrad, and we must grab one from the navy, are you confident?" Skhanowski asked with a smile.

"Only those who give up on themselves will lose confidence." Rudel said.

"God bless you."

Seeing Rudel and Skhanowski stepping on the wings of the plane one after another, the ground crew sent their blessings.

Rudel and the others raised their hands to salute the ground crew.

Rudel ignited the engine, and the noise of the engine quickly filled their ears, and their bodies felt the vibrations coming from the fuselage.

"The Navy has arrived, and we're leaving."

The captain's voice came over the radio, and Rudel glanced up at the sky and saw a group of black dots appear in the sky, which were the fighters of the naval aviation that had agreed to escort them.

Rudel flew the plane, lined up, and rushed out of the runway with his comrades.

The Stuka dive bomber and the HE-100T1 fighter joined up in the sky and then flew north.

About five minutes after the plane flew out, Skhanowski's shouts came from the back seat.

"Look below, the army's firepower is not weak."

Rudel looked at the ground and saw large and small amounts of smoke and dust burst out of the ground, which looked like large and small mushrooms from high in the sky.

After watching the scene on the ground for a while, Rudel flew the plane intently, turning his attention to the sky.

"Attention, enemy aircraft were spotted ahead, attention, enemy aircraft were spotted in front・・・・・・"

Sirens sounded over the radio, and Rudel shouted, "If the navy brothers can't stop them, our safety depends on you." ”

"Don't worry, I'm confident I'll kill them all." Skhanowsky fiddled with the machine gun in his hand and shouted confidently.

Skhanowski is confident, but Rudel doesn't think so.

If the fighters couldn't stop the Soviet fighters, Rudel didn't think that the recoiler machine gun in Skhanowsky's hand was of any use, and he asked this purely to cheer up Skhanowsky.

In the nearby sky, Rudell saw that the fighters of both sides were entangled, and there were fighters chasing and biting everywhere.

"It seems that there are not many fighters for the Russians? They were completely unable to break through the defenses of the fighters. Skhawski said.

"Be quiet, don't be heard by the Russians." Rudel said.

The two used chat to relieve psychological pressure, but the fatal risk on the battlefield finally befell the Stuka formation.

"Rumbling ・・・・・・ Rumbling ・・・・・・"

Clouds of gray-black gunpowder smoke erupted from high in the sky, and countless anti-aircraft shells exploded in the blue sky.

Skhanowski didn't speak, and Rudel gritted his teeth, constantly measuring the distance and size of the gray-black smoke around him.

Fortunately, the explosion point of the anti-aircraft shells was not very close, and the burst shrapnel hit the glass of the fuselage and the cabin canopy, making a subtle clanging sound.

Rudel glanced at the tiny cracks in the hatch canopy glass and swallowed dryly.

"How's you, Laws?" Rudel shouted to Lieutenant Law, a member of the detachment.

"I'm fine, I haven't been hit by the Russians yet." Rouse's voice came over the radio.

"The largest ship is our target, go down as soon as you find it, and I'll follow you." Rudel shouted.

"The biggest ・・・・・・ okay, I've found it, let's go." Lieutenant Rouse shouted.

Rudel glanced back at the trajectory of Lieutenant Law's flight, and soon spotted four or five ships in the sea below, all close to the shore, surrounded by gray-black gunpowder smoke, which was emitted by the fire of the ship's guns.

Rudel quickly found the largest of them and shouted, "We're going down・・・・・・"

Two Stuka dive bombers, one in front of the other and one behind, launched their dive at an angle almost perpendicular to the horizontal plane.

On the sea, on the Baltic Fleet battleship Marat, anti-aircraft gunners also found themselves in danger, and the muzzles of anti-aircraft guns pointed at bombers rushing at high speed.

"Boom・・・・・" A tall white column of water suddenly burst out from the starboard side of the Marat, and Lieutenant Rouse's regretful shout came over the radio.

"Damn, just a little bit ・・・・・・"

Rudel's body was firmly attached to the back of his seat, and his eyes occasionally circled between the altimeter and the warship directly below, until he could clearly see the outline of a giant turret.

"・・・・・・"

A sound that almost burst Rudel's eardrums came, and Rudel saw that on the running tower, the muzzles of three thick guns spewed black smoke one after another.

You're still firing ・・・・・・you're done・・・・・・

Rudel pulled the switch of the bomb pylon, and instantly felt the fuselage light, and the PC-1000 aerial bomb under the belly relied on strong inertia and smashed straight into the turret.

Rudel dropped the bomb, then pulled up the nose of the plane and hurried away from the battlefield surrounded by numerous anti-aircraft shells.

"We hit her...... You must have hit her ammunition depot...... She exploded! From the back seat came the screams of Skhanowski.

Rudel hurriedly glanced back, and saw that the bow of the giant battleship was rising black smoke, and through the black smoke, the bow of the battleship seemed to be missing.

Sinking her would be worth at least five hundred tanks, Hans Rudel thought excitedly.

Rudel withdrew from the battlefield, and the air raids on the Baltic Fleet did not end, and a second attack wave consisting of naval aviation followed.

In the bay, the heavy cruiser Petropavlovsk rushed to the left and right, trying to avoid an attack from the air.

Petropavlovsk, originally the fifth Lützov of the German Admiral-class heavy cruisers.

After the signing of the Soviet-German non-aggression pact in 1939, the unfinished Lyutzov was sold to the Soviet Union, renamed Petropavlovsk, and completed in early 1942 and delivered to the Baltic Fleet.

Petropavlovsk's former sister ship, Prince Eugen, is someone's royal battleship, and someone is well aware of Petropavlovsk's existence.

Find her, sink her, the Russian Navy will not allow such a bullish battleship to exist.

On someone's orders, Petropavlovsk became the number one target for naval aviation.

Because of the exact same appearance as the Prinz Eugen, the naval aviation easily found the location of the Petropavlovsk and then launched an attack.

Four FW-190F1 dive bombers adjusted their positions and rushed to Petropavlovsk from the stern direction of the ship.

Because the prototype is a fighter, converted into a dive bomber, and after the bomb is added, the speed of the FW-190F1 bomber is still far higher than that of the Stuka, and it does not have the ability of the Stuka dive bomber to dive bombing at a large angle.

After research, naval aviation developed a new method of dropping bombs, which was changed to launching attacks from the bow or stern of enemy warships, and dived and dropped bombs at a medium angle.

In particular, the stern direction is the first choice, which can expand the area of the impact point and increase the hit rate.

The battleship seemed to detect the enemy aircraft at the stern of the ship, and wanted to dodge the bomb attack by making a sharp turn, but overestimated its own evasion ability.

Two armor-piercing shells hit the seaplane in the middle of the ship, and the compartment behind the main gun in the stern.

Two streams of flame erupted from the torn black hole, like two erupting small volcanoes.

Suffering an explosion from inside the ship, the Petropavlovsk seriously stalled, and then was targeted by torpedo machines.

Two FW-190F2 torpedo attack aircraft attacked from the right side of the ship, each dropping an F5 450 mm steam gas aerial torpedo.

The torpedo weighed 737 kg, the warhead charge was 200 kg, Hexanite-type explosives, 4,804 mm long and 450 mm in diameter. The maximum speed is 33 knots, and the range is 33 knots at 2,000 meters.

On the battleship under a serious stall, the crew on the starboard side could only watch as the torpedoes rushed towards them.

In the midst of two huge explosions, a loud bang broke out from the starboard side and the hull below the stern main gun, and white water droplets flew into the sky.

Petropavlovsk is finished・・・・・・

Seeing the huge hull that fell to starboard, naval aviation came to a common conclusion.

On the morning of 8 September, the scheduled two rounds of attacks were completed, and at noon, Chen Dao hurried from Luga City to the airport to check the results.

Seeing Chen Dao, Major General Hersman had a strange look on his face.

"Commander, I didn't expect you to have a hobby of writing romance poems."

Chen Daogan laughed a few times, and in the morning, because the Führer's inspiration broke out, he wanted to use Rommel's tactics to come to the center of Ukraine, which led to the love poetry incident that he had to say between him and Rommel.

Now it seems that Major General Hersman also received that romance poem.

Chen Dao waved his hand.

"It's just a little personal hobby, let's see the results."

Major General Hersman handed Chen Dao a stack of photographs.

"This morning, we sank Petropavlovsk, and a battleship, it's just not known whether it was Marat or the October Revolution. In addition, four destroyers were seriously damaged. According to the reaction of the pilots, the number of enemy fighters was small, and anti-aircraft artillery was the main weapon of air defense, and our battle the day before paid off. ”

Chen Dao nodded, looked at the photos one by one, and soon saw a photo of a battleship lying on its side on the water.

Seeing the familiar distribution of turrets in the front and back, Chen Dao immediately recognized that it was the Petropavlovsk.

"Good, this guy sinks. Well? This big guy was seriously injured, and the capital of the ship was blown up・・・・・・" Chen Dao said excitedly.

In another photo, Chen Dao saw a large battleship wrapped in smoke, the sharp part of the bow of the ship disappeared, leaving only a cross-section that appeared to have been cut by a sharp blade.

"According to the people in the Air Force, their aerial bomb hit the bow turret of this battleship, and this big guy became like this." Major General Hersman said.

A series of question marks popped up in Chen Dao's eyes.

"Air Force? Why is the Air Force someone reporting? ”

"Because according to our count, it was Stuka of the Air Force who hit this battleship, and the pilot was a captain named Hans Rudel."

Chen Dao shook the photo in his hand.

"There are only two battleships in total, and one was robbed by the Air Force, and we have lost a very important result・・・・・・ well, the Air Force and we are all family, and it is not too much to let them share a little of the victory. You remember, another battleship must be sunk by our men. ”

Major General Hersman nodded, and was about to speak, when a captain's staff officer walked in and said, "The second batch of aerial photos has been washed out, and the situation has changed somewhat. ”

"What's changed?" Chen Dao asked.

Rear Admiral Hersman pointed to a photograph and said: "Look here, this battleship, it seems that he did not sink, but ran aground." ”

Chen Dao looked at the photo and saw that the battleship with the bow part missing, the hull was slightly tilted to the left, and it seemed to be parked next to a beach.

"He's so lucky that he didn't sink after suffering such a serious injury, so it's good that we've lost the gains we lost. The afternoon attack focused on her. She lost her mobility and, with armor-piercing bullets, blasted her into scrap metal. ”