Chapter 1121 Missiles in the Atlantic X
The Atlantic Ocean, like a whole piece of turquoise amber, stretches as far as the eye can see, except for the soft cotton wool-like clouds that float through the window. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but Ensign Jean Henry Bernard had no time to enjoy such a beautiful view.
Because he was now fighting in a war that he could not identify with, as a Frenchman from the Toulouse region of southern France, who fought in the Franco-German War of 1939-1940 – the official name given by the European Community to the Franco-German war at the beginning of World War II. He is very far from those blonde supermen in terms of appearance and way of thinking. As a dark-haired, short, and not very white-looking Frenchman, he would not identify with the "Pan-Aryanism" of the Frankish legions in the north.
In his opinion, France is France, Germany is Germany, and the two cannot be one, neither Napoleon nor Hitler. Moreover, Germany is still an enemy of France, which knocked the glorious France to the ground in 1940, once again snatched Alsace and Lorraine, and forcibly pulled France into the European Community, which is equivalent to depriving France of part of its sovereignty!
To put it mildly, France is now a German colony!
But there are a group of fools who don't know that "France is dead" who willingly follow the Germans to fight, and believe that they are "blonde Aryan supermen".
Thinking of this, Ensign Bernard glanced at the navigator beside him with some sympathy. Sergeant Müller, a blonde and blue-eyed fool from Upper Normandy, deceived by "Pan-Aryanism", who considers himself a descendant of the Franks, the branch of the Germanic people, who also joined the disgusting Frankish legions, and who is willing to fight for the world empire of the Germans, is a heinous traitor!
"Ensign! Radar finds the target! ”
Just when Second Lieutenant Bernard, a French patriot who was forced to fight for Germany, despised the French traitor Sergeant Muller who was willing to fight for Germany, the French traitor Muller suddenly shouted loudly.
"Radar detected enemy aircraft, distance 150, number more than 50, altitude 3000, azimuth 280, direction due east ......"
With Sergeant Muller's report, the air in the cabin of the Bv138D long-range water reconnaissance aircraft suddenly became tense.
"Can you recognize it?" Ensign Bernard asked as he turned the steering wheel of the plane and flew the large, clumsy Bv138D seaplane to dodge. The large aircraft, powered by three 880 hp Yumo diesel engines, is very slow, reaching a maximum speed of only 264 km/h. If you hit the large group of Americans, you will die!
However, the Bv138D seaplane also has a life-saving ability, which is a FuG1000 S-band high-power airborne radar mounted on the nose and covered by a fairing.
This airborne radar is a high-performance airborne radar jointly developed by the German Lorenz company and the British, and it is also the world's first early warning radar using S-band, and it is currently the world's largest airborne radar. Its detection range of aircraft targets below can reach 140 km, and against large ships on the sea surface up to 360 km.
If it were not for the fact that the Bv138D long-range seaplane did not have any command and control capabilities - the new generation of Bv138E large seaplane AWACS aircraft has such capabilities, but it has not yet been put into service - this large aircraft would have been a real AWACS aircraft, and now it can only be counted as an airborne radar warning aircraft.
But with powerful on-board radar, the Bv138D long-range seaplane can still detect enemy aircraft from a distance of 100 kilometers and then calmly evade them.
"It's an enemy plane!" The traitor Müller shouted again.
That's great! Ensign Bernard thought to himself: Now the Germans are finally going to be unlucky!
But he did not dare to put such thoughts against the unity of the European Community on his face, and if the people above knew that he was a "French patriot", he would immediately lose his position as a well-paid seaplane pilot.
"Hurry up, send a telegram!" Bernard feigned a burning eyebrow and yelled at the telegraph operator sitting behind him. At the same time, I prayed to God Almighty in my heart: someone else's damned German received this important telegram!
"Sir, Hawkeye 10 reports that more than 50 U.S. planes have been spotted over the B2 sea area, and they are flying towards us!"
While Ensign Bernard was praying to God over and over again, Major Hersman Jr. had already received a telegram from the Bv138D seaplane he was flying.
It's finally here!
In the command center on the "Zeppelin", everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, waiting for the enemy to attack was not pleasant!
"How long will they fly over us?" Erich. Major General Bei asked.
"It's 200 kilometres," says Hersman Jr., "and if they knew where we were now, they could be there in 40 minutes...... I think the Americans most likely knew where we were, because 30 minutes ago we just took back the planes of the first attack wave, which would reveal our approximate position. ”
The position of Task Force 21 was discovered by an American B-24 reconnaissance aircraft about four and a half hours earlier. But then 4 Fokker 636 fighters smashed the American B-16 with 20mm cannons to pieces!
However, the 21st Task Force did not make an emergency maneuver after shooting down the American reconnaissance plane, but only put on an anti-aircraft formation and still slowly circled the sea.
One hour and 30 minutes earlier, 129 Fw190s and Fokker 636s (9 Fw190s and 2 Fokker 636s) that had completed their bombing missions had returned home. If there had been long-range reconnaissance aircraft of the Americans in the vicinity at that time, a large group of more than 100 aircraft would have certainly been detected.
Erich. Bei nodded, and immediately ordered: "Cancel the second attack wave, and all Fokker 636s will take off immediately!" ”
At the sound of the order, the five German aircraft carriers on the sea began to accelerate at the same time, and one after another Fokker Type 636 fighters, which had long been ready for launch, were lifted onto the deck, and then immediately ejected into the sky and began to circle over Task Force 21.
At the same time, the radar of an F-13 long-range reconnaissance plane hiding above the clouds at an altitude of 6,000 meters also detected the sudden acceleration of the German Grand Fleet on the sea.
"Captain, the enemy's fleet is accelerating!"
The F-13's concentrated Captain Davis was also a seasoned veteran, and as soon as he heard the report from the navigator/radar operator, Sergeant Smith, he immediately understood what was going on.
"Send a telegram to the command and tell them that the Germans are releasing carrier-based aircraft!"
Just as Corporal Lawrence, the telegraph operator, was scrambling to operate the radio, the radar operator Smith shouted again: "Captain, there is a large group of planes to the west, at a distance of 80, it should be our plane!" ”
"Great, the Germans are going to be out of luck now!" Captain Davis, who was excited, gave another order: "Send a radio signal to guide our plane." ”
"Sir, the enemy plane is coming!"
The shouts of Hirschmann Jr. once again alarmed the officers in the bridge of the "Zeppelin", and everyone raised their binoculars and looked in the direction of Hirschmann Jr.'s finger. I saw that more than 100 and nearly 200 twin-engine planes had appeared under the white clouds in the distance, and they were rushing towards their side at extremely high speed.
"They're flying so fast!"
"What kind of plane is this? How come you've never seen it? ”
"Twin-haired, is it P61?"
"It doesn't seem to be ......"
Due to the appearance of new planes in the air that everyone had never seen before, the staff officers of the command center talked a lot. Lieutenant General Pei set his sights on Aviation Staff Officer Hirschman Jr.
Little Hersman also shook his head, and his originally relaxed face had become very solemn: "It's a new aircraft...... It was fast, with a speed of about 600 kilometers per hour, and it was supposed to be a heavy fighter-bomber! The engine looks big, and it must have a bomb load! ”
Rapidly approaching the 21st Task Force of the Combined European Fleet are more than 200 American F7F Tiger Cat fighters flying from airfields at Norfolk Naval Base on the US mainland.
"Huh." Faced with a never-before-seen American twin-engine fighter-bomber, Erich. Instead of a trace of panic, Lieutenant General Pei sneered a few times.
He knows very well that a powerful country like the United States will not be without a few killer features. And this kind of double-engine bombardment is obviously the killer weapon of the Americans, maybe it can carry 2,000 pounds of bombs, and it may be able to damage its own three large aircraft carriers.
But isn't that what Task Force 21 is trying to do when it attacks Bermuda? If Zeppelin, Prussia and Bohemia had not been damaged, how could it have been possible to fish out the main fleet of the Americans?
"Sir, it's a fight!" Little Hersman's voice rang in Lieutenant General Pei's ears again.
Erich. Béma raised his binoculars to observe, only to see hundreds of warplanes under the clouds already strangled together, large, small, double, single, strings of bullets and shells, drawing their own lines in the sea and sky.
Although the new twin-engine aircraft of the Americans fly fast, the Fokker 636 flies faster than them! And the rate of climb is also much faster than theirs. Therefore, before the twin firefights, more than a hundred fighters roared and dived, firing countless 20mm cannon ammunition. In an instant, more than 200 F7Fs that formed the formation were scattered, some of them were shot down, and others dropped their bombs to fight the Fokker 636. However, more than 100 new American fighters broke through the blocking of the Fokker 636 and quickly pounced on the four fleet air defense formations with aircraft carriers as the core on the water.
The struggle between the sea and the air is about to begin.