Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Captain's Determination to Fight
Suddenly, the entire island of Pantelleria was shrouded in tracer bullets that emitted red, yellow, or green light, as well as the glow of the island's searchlights. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
At the same time, the sound of Glass (A-20) fighters, four 20mm cannons armed with 240 shells, and the bombing of B-17E bombers that arrived to carry out carpet bombardment.
And, of course, the sound of the anti-aircraft artillery groups built by the Germans on the islands using Italy, and the constant shelling of anti-aircraft gun positions.
As the air raid war became more and more intense, the pilots and bombardiers of the 4th, 7th, 18th, and 391st bomber squadrons of the US army became more and more excited and boiling.
For a time, the radios of all bomber squadrons were lively and lively.
"Layton! Look at the anti-aircraft gun position over there, I think there are at least a dozen anti-aircraft guns deployed there. β
"I saw it, course 35, altitude 3500, ready to drop bombs!"
"Be careful, the enemy's shore-based artillery is firing, get out of the way!"
"Rand! Knock out the anti-aircraft artillery company on the south bank for me! I'm going to keep diving and throwing bomb blasts! β
"Roger! Lines! Quickly give me 5 degrees to the left, and use my bullet as a reference, ready to drop a bomb to knock out the opponent's anti-aircraft artillery company! β
"Yes! Captain! β
"Hey! Captain, look! I've done a good job! The position of the enemy's anti-aircraft artillery battery was hit by our anti-explosive shells! β
"Hmmm! Well done! I saw that smoke and fire were already rising from the enemy's anti-aircraft artillery positions! β
"Hey, hey! And that's just the beginning! I'm going to have a follow-up show! β
"I'm going to blow up these Italians, too!"
"You should not only focus on bombing the enemy's anti-aircraft artillery positions, but also find ways to bomb other military facilities and enemy airfields!"
"Yes! Captain! But then why is there no movement at their airport? We've been bombing for so long, how come we haven't seen enemy planes come out to meet the enemy! β
"Hahaha! Rand! Do you need to say more? Those Italians must have been too frightened by our momentum to fight, and maybe now they don't know where to hide, trembling! β
"No, it won't! Layton! Although I have heard a lot of the deeds of the Italian army; It's just that they shouldn't even have the courage to fight, resist us, and act! It seems to be a shame for a soldier to surrender without a fight! β
"Tsk! What a style and temper those Italians! Don't you know about Africa and Tunisia yet? It's rare to see their wretched faces? Rand! β
It was only under the increasingly noisy rhetoric of the pilots of these American bomber groups that the German shore-based anti-aircraft artillery groups were under the unified command of the radar and control centers; The firepower was gradually exerted, and the shells became more ferocious and accurate.
At the same time, those colorful light bombs were also continuously launched into the night sky, head-on towards the British and American planes.
It didn't take long for 5 Glass (A-20) fighters to be hit in the wings, and fuselage, and even fuel tanks; And quickly fell to the black ground, and the explosion burst into flames.
In addition, six B-17E bombers were also shot, dragging their tails thick with black smoke and staggering towards the sea.
Seeing this, all the British and American bombers and night fighters seemed to be crazy and desperately bombed all the German anti-aircraft gun positions and shore-based anti-aircraft gun positions on the island.
Even the Anglo-American fleet, which was constantly shelling the sea in the distance, was even more angry and put 150 mm, 40 mm; and 12.7 mm artillery shells, and bullets were fired, streaked across the night sky, bombarded the German and Italian anti-aircraft guns and shore-based artillery positions on the island.
"! Are these British and American troops crazy! Their bombardment, and the attacks of the naval artillery were so fierce, and terrifying! β
"Who knows! Let's fight back! β
"You're blind! Didn't you see that I'm desperately firing back now? But our anti-aircraft artillery positions are getting fewer and fewer! β
"No, it won't! Didn't the Italians boast that they had set up a vast anti-aircraft artillery position on this island? β
"You idiot! What the Italians say, you can believe it? Didn't you see that as soon as the war began, those Italians huddled in a corner in fear, trembling all over? β
"That's right! Those bastards, before the British and American attacks began, they helped us fight well, but as soon as they saw that the situation was not good, they immediately hid in the corner! I was on fire when I looked at them! If it weren't for the fierce fighting right now, I'd like to go over and beat them up right away! These damn oil bottles! β
"Fortunately, our FΓΌhrer was wise enough to send us here and to our Commander Heinrich to keep an eye on these Italians; And on the eve of the battle, we must first occupy all the anti-aircraft artillery positions on the island, and all the important military facilities such as the airport, in case all these Italians surrender to the British and American forces! β
"That's right! I was kind of an eye-opener, I really didn't think that these Italians were as unreliable as they were rumored! No wonder our African Generalissimo, Commander Rommel, hates these Italians who often surrender to the enemy without the will to resist! β
"Of course! Don't forget that Rommel defeated Africa and Tunisia half of the reason was that he was dragged down by these oil bottles! β
"Forget it! Let's stop talking about these useless Italian Army, or we'll be very distracted! But luckily their air force is still relatively heroic, or I really disappointed them to death! β
"Hmmm! Italian Air Force? What about them now? Isn't there an airfield on this small island? How didn't you see them sending planes to battle! And what about our Air Force support? Why haven't you seen the slightest shadow yet? β
"You ask me, I ask who to go! I'm not the commander-in-chief, I'm just an anti-aircraft artilleryman, okay! β
"Why am I talking so much nonsense! With so much time for rambling and rambling nonsense, don't give me quick concentration and attack the Anglo-American enemy forces! Do you want to be killed by the bombshells they dropped on this small island with no name? β
"Die! I don't want it! The French chick I recently soaked in France is still waiting for me to go back in Paris! β
Under the counterattack covered by the powerful naval and air fire of the British and American allies, the German artillerymen who occupied various anti-aircraft artillery positions in Italy also shouted noisily like ants on the hot nest.
And when they are getting more and more noisy, the Italian airport on the island.
58 MC?202 fighters of the Italian Air Force, ready to go.
"Are we really going to help the Germans fight this air war? Now the British and American naval forces are violently attacking us, and the horror will not be able to hold here for long! And we don't have a lot of MC?202 fighters, and it's night! β
Italian pilot Mark? Leonati turned pale and looked at the captain beside him, Alexandri? Plesiosi said worriedly.
"Hmmm! We must go, or we'll be killed here!" β
Captain Alexandra also had a solemn face, nodded and replied.
"But if we surrender to the Anglo-American coalition forces, then we don't have to die!"
Pilot Mark? Leonati immediately suggested anxiously.
"We are the Italian Air Force, not the derelict Army; They can surrender to the enemy without any scruples, but for the honor of our Air Force, I would rather die on the battlefield than I will die in a wreck! And we can't afford to lose this island casually, this is our Italian territory! We can't afford to lose it! Otherwise we, the people of Italy proper, will be in trouble! Who knows what the temper of those Anglo-American allies was? Will they take revenge on us for helping the Germans in waging a war of aggression? β
Captain Alexandra shook his head resolutely and denied the other party's idea.
"I'll go first! For the honor of our Italian Air Force, I will not be afraid of any enemy troops! I'd rather die than give in! β
Haven't waited for the pilot Mark yet? Leonardi replied, and Captain Alexandra said in an affirmative tone with a blazing gaze.
With that, he walked to the MC?202 fighter he was about to fly without looking back, ready to take off into the air.