Chapter 1195: Before the Battle
After the sky was dark, the entire launch site had entered the final stage of preparation.
Nearly 100 launchers, the missiles at the tail have been erected, this is the transport and launch vehicle, under the action of the hydraulic cylinder, the entire missile has been erected, just standing on a platform at the tail.
At this time, another fuel refueling vehicle, next to it, the mechanical arm on the fuel truck has been raised, and the missile soldier wearing a gas mask is docking the tube and the missile.
Fuel refueling, this is the most dangerous part of the entire missile launch, after all, metadimethylhydrazine is highly toxic, and nitric acid is strongly corrosive, and any operation that violates the rules can bring the most terrible consequences.
But no one is afraid, as missilemen, they have to complete their tasks!
The rising morning sun passed through the trees and fell to the ground, and the shadows were sparse, swaying on the ground as the wind blew through the leaves.
Half an hour later, the refueling was completed, and after receiving the report, Kammler looked at the nearby launch vehicle with a surge of excitement.
After refueling, their launch entered an irreversible process, and it was impossible to re-pump the fuel, only to knock it out.
The last launch was not too enjoyable, but now, hundreds of missiles are launched at once, targeting seven air bases around Petersburg, and even the bases of the dirt runway, each of which will allocate less than 20 missiles, and this is the first time for Unit 14.
He was already looking forward to the spectacular spectacle of the missile launch, of course, it was not yet the time, he had to wait for the opportunity.
Berlin, base of long-range bomber troops.
If you want to blow up the whole of Petersburg, you need enough thermobaric bombs, and now, Germany's strategic bombing force is based on the Junkers-290, which can already meet the bombing mission to Petersburg, and take off from Berlin, all the way are over the Baltic Sea, which is considered the Germans' own defense area, and the route will be quite safe.
Although the huge monster with six engines parked on one side of the base, the Junkers-390 bomber, is not intended to be used this time, this kind of bomber is intended for the United States.
The Junkers-290 fleet has carried out this kind of bombing mission more than once, and they are quite skillful in preparing for takeoff, and the ten-ton thermobaric bomb is loaded into the bomb bay.
The best way to turn the whole of Petersburg into ruins and protect Berlin was to destroy the other side's bases, and with this conviction, the German bomber forces were preparing in an orderly manner.
Expecting a bombardment at twelve o'clock, they needed to take off at nine o'clock.
At present, the atmosphere of imminent war is already very strong, and the Soviet Union is even more like a great enemy.
In the sky, several MiG-3s spread their wings and landed at the end of the runway, aiming at the center line of the runway.
Major Pokryshkin stood at one end of the runway and watched the fighters land one after another, this was the plane of his brother unit, the 15th Fighter Aviation Regiment, who moved more slowly, and only now arrived at the base, but fortunately they were able to catch up with the noon air defense operation.
Last night, the Germans did not carry out the raid, but everyone did not rest well, and most of the new fighters were a little nervous, and Pokryshkin knew that this was not a good state.
"Look, our brother troops are also here, and we have concentrated hundreds of planes this time, and we will definitely be able to intercept all the German bombers." Pokryshkin said to his men.
To boost their morale, quantity is the most important thing, and their own planes are in the hundreds, and all of them are high-altitude fighters, which can protect the safety of the 200 kilometers around Petersburg.
"When it is eleven o'clock, we will take off the fighter jets and go out to patrol the Baltic Sea."
The MiG-3 has a limited range, they cannot fly too far, and the range of two hundred kilometers is already the limit.
At this moment, Pokryshkin suddenly shouted: "Steady the lever, you fool!" ”
His eyes looked at the runway, the MiG-3 that was landing, and when it landed, it was disturbed by a crosswind, and then the plane shook.
Due to the excessive emphasis on high-altitude performance and the small wing area, the MiG-3 has a high load, which leads to its poor low-altitude performance, long take-off and landing distances, and, when taking off and landing, it is most afraid of being affected by crosswinds.
Now, seeing that the plane was actually blown by the crosswind and began to shake, Major Pokryshkin was stunned for a moment, and the cabin must be a novice.
Sure enough, as he had a hunch, at such a time, the novice in the cabin was in a hurry.
The plane tilted to the right, and he quickly corrected to the left, but the correction should have been too much, which caused the plane to tilt to the left, and then to the right, and then to the right, each time it became bigger and bigger, and from the outside, the plane swayed more violently.
"Pull up, pull up!" Major Pokryshkin shouted loudly, but unfortunately the pilot inside could not hear him at all, only to see that the MiG-3 aircraft was shaking, and the wing on the right side had close contact with the ground.
Take the big top.
The nose of the plane rushed to the ground, the tail of the plane rushed to the sky, and the plane slid forward, rubbing against the ground and sending out sparks, at this time, the fire engine of the base had been started and was coming this way.
"Save people, save people!" Major Pokryshkin ran over with his men, and before he could get to the side of the plane, he saw the MiG-3 fighter in the friction and suddenly burst into flames.
The blazing flames made it impossible to get close, and the cockpit of the plane was also surrounded by flames.
Sitting on the ground, Major Pokryshkin clenched his fists weakly, and this landing accident caused them to lose another plane and a comrade-in-arms.
And it still seems to be a bad omen.
After discovering that the plane was on fire, the plane behind pulled up and flew around the airfield, then aimed at the runway again, intending to land.
At the end of the day, they were running out of fuel and had to land quickly.
Pilot Victor Callariksin, taking his eyes off the burning flame, he did not have time to mourn the silence of his comrades, he had to concentrate and prepare for his own landing.
"877, put down the landing gear." At that moment, the sound of the tower came from his headphones.
Put the landing gear? I've already let it go? He glanced at the dashboard with the peripheral vision of his own eyes, and sure enough, a red light was flashing there.
Landing gear failure.
The MiG-3, like the MiG-1, is a difficult aircraft to operate, and at the same time, it is accompanied by poor mechanical problems, in addition to the difficulty of taking off and landing, that is, the landing gear of the aircraft often fails and cannot be put down.
"The 877 landing gear is malfunctioning, and I am ready to make an emergency landing with the belly." He responded to the tower over the radio.
Their aviation regiment is really unfortunate.
At the end of the runway, looking at the burning warplane, the fire truck had begun to spray water, but the pilots inside only left the incomplete remains, and when they turned around, they found that the danger was still there.
This MiG-3, without releasing the landing gear, has already landed on the runway, the belly is constantly close to the runway, and then closer, when the two come into contact, you can hear a harsh friction sound, sparks constantly.
Pokryshkin clenched his hand again, at this time, no one could help, he clearly remembered that he had also had two experiences of not being able to put down the landing gear, fortunately, the danger was not great, at least the plane was in normal condition, it would not catch fire and explode, but after landing, the radiator of the plane would be completely damaged, and there was no possibility of lifting off for the time being.
The plane taxied forward, only to reach the middle of the runway and stopped, and the pilot opened the canopy and stumbled down, his back drenched in sweat.
At this time, there was already a panic in the base, and they didn't notice that outside the base, in the grass a few kilometers away, several scouts were wearing camouflage nets and looking at this place with binoculars, they had infiltrated last night.
"The last fleet of MiG-3s has arrived, send a message to the rear, here is ready for an attack at any time."