The more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

After the bombing of May 21, the Japanese in Tokyo had not yet recovered from their panic, and a larger attack was coming.

Chinese aircraft carrier "Grand President".

"Board, board! Ready to take off! ”

The voices in the loudspeaker kept coming, and the pilots walked out somewhat lazily and boarded their respective planes.

Wang Rufei was the last to come out, and he was stopped by Lu Yixuan as soon as he came out: "This time you personally led the team to set off, this time our naval aviation force dispatched three brigades, do you remember what the goal is?" ”

"Remembered." Wang Rufei said lazily: "Codename, 'Judgment Day,, target, Imperial Palace!'" ”

Lu Yixuan smiled and put the pipe in his mouth: "Go!" ”

Countless warhawks roared out from the decks of several aircraft carriers, speeding towards the blue sky and towards the set goal.

Target: Tokyo! Target: The Imperial Palace!

The frightened Japanese must now face a second "trial".

And among the huge crowd of people who are "on trial", there will be one more:

Emperor of Japan: Hirohito!

Prior to this, the great president of the Republic of China, Wang Hengyue, had repeatedly considered using an atomic bomb to bomb Japan, but after several considerations, he gave up this idea.

As the most terrifying weapon of this era, Wang Hengyue did not want to expose this sharp weapon to the world too early. Once there is this terrifying ultimate weapon as a deterrent, maybe even a world war cannot be triggered, and this is the last thing Wang Hengyue wants to see.

Tokyo, August 22, 9:00 a.m.

It has not been a long time since yesterday's bombing, but the Japanese did not realize that yesterday's bombing was just a rehearsal, and that a larger and more terrifying bombing was about to begin

The air defense warning sounded like yesterday and sounded so poignant in the sky over Tokyo.

Fortunately, they have already undergone a baptism, and this time in the face of bombing, the Japanese in Tokyo at least seem to have become much more orderly.

But there were even more planes in the skies over Tokyo.

They appeared in the skies of Tokyo with unbridled swagger as if no one was around, and anti-aircraft fire sounded beneath the swarm, but who would care?

You can shoot down one, two, ten planes, but in the face of such a large group of bombers, Tokyo's anti-aircraft artillery fire seems so weak and so powerless.

The fireworks set off in the air by artillery fire were constantly set off next to Wang Rufei's war eagle, and Wang Rufei looked lazily and smiled lazily. No matter how much artillery fire there is, it has nothing to do with him, and he has only one goal:

Palace!

I don't know why the above let himself switch from a fighter to a bomber, which makes Wang Rufei, who is used to fighting with the enemy in the air, not used to it. But it is said that this decision was made after careful consideration.

There is also a saying that in the future, there will be more important tasks to be handed over to Wang Rufei to do.

What task? God knows one.

"Close to the target, close to the target." The sound of escort fighters came from the side, and Wang Rufei's spirit perked up.

The anti-aircraft artillery fire near the target obviously became fierce, and it was clear that the Japanese on the ground had discovered the purpose of this group of fighters, and they desperately put the artillery fire on it, desperately trying to block the approach of the Chinese group of planes.

This is the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, which is the most sacred place in the hearts of the Japanese, and once this place is bombed, the blow to the hearts of the Japanese military and civilians will be huge and irreparable. …,

Dozens of Japanese planes appeared in a menacing manner, desperately rushing towards the Chinese planes, and they were completely here to play with their lives.

Wang Rufei smiled contemptuously!

In terms of the quality and quantity of Japanese aircraft, they are completely different from the Chinese aircraft group, and if they fly their own escort fighters, they will achieve a beautiful result. Fortunately, their own escort fighters are also trustworthy.

The escort fighters dispersed with a "whirl" and headed towards their chosen targets.

A rain of bullets flew in the air, and the cannon roared, shaking the sky of Tokyo.

One Japanese plane was shot down, followed by another. Wang Rufei's brothers did not live up to the trust of the captain, and they successfully blocked the Japanese plane.

"The Inquisitor, the Inquisitor, approach the food, approach the food. You can get out of the nest, you can get out of the nest. ”

The voice of the pilot of the escort fighter came over the radio, relaxed, except for relaxed or relaxed. It seems that these daring pilots did not see this as a battle.

The anti-aircraft fire on the ground was still roaring hoarsely, but they could no longer stop the arrival of the Chinese.

In the eyes of this group of Chinese bombers, the target on the ground is their most delicious food

Imperial Palace of Japan, May 22, 1937, 9:30 a.m.

Japan's puppet "emperor" Hirohito is anxious at the moment, yesterday Tokyo was actually bombed, God knows when the Chinese plane will appear above his head.

Not credible, those armies can't be trusted!

He once promised himself that he would be able to achieve a great victory in naval battles, crush the Chinese fleet, and restore the empire's majesty in Asia. But what is the result?

The result was the worst defeat for the Imperial fleet, and even the super-battleships of the Japanese Navy, which were so proud, were sunk

Now, Chinese planes can appear in the skies of Tokyo as if no one was around.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" The guard, Earl Terao Shimauchi, hurriedly ran in: "Please Your Majesty immediately follow me to hide in the bomb shelter." ”

"Why?" Hirohito, who was taken aback, quickly asked with a glare.

Oshimauchi Terao hesitated, but still said: "The air force of the Shina people is here, and their goal this time seems to be here."

"Bastard!" Hirohito still couldn't control his emotions in the end, and shouted angrily: "Bastard! And what about our anti-aircraft fire? And what about our Air Force? Why not stop the Air Force of the China? Why? ”

Terao Oshimauchi looked sad and helpless: "Your Majesty, there are too many planes for the Shina people, and we can't stop them. ̈"

"No, no!" Hirohito roared loudly: "I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere, I'm here!" Tell the soldiers that I'm here to watch them fight! The best way to protect me is to shoot down all the air forces of the Chinese people! Defend the Imperial Palace, Defend Tokyo, Defend Japan! ”

Hirohito was a little hysterical, and no matter how much Terao Oshima persuaded him, Hirohito just refused to leave.

Oshimauchi Terao gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my sins, I'm sorry!" When the plane of the people of China is gone, I will be at your disposal! ”

As soon as he said this, several guards rushed up, and Hirohito rushed out

"Boom-boom-boom-"

One bomb after another fell on the palace, accurate and ferocious!

Hirohito and his "courtiers" in the bomb shelter watched all this in amazement, watching the bombs explode in the palace, watching the fires burning in the palace ̈...,

It's hard to believe1

The "sacred" and "inviolable" imperial palace was really bombed by the Chinese!

Even the Imperial Palace has been bombed, and where is the safe place for the whole of Japan?

The bombing of Chinese planes seemed to refuse to stop for a minute, and a wave of bombing had just ended, and a new wave of bombing was coming.

Those shells, endless, as if the Chinese were going to throw all the shells here on the left and right.

"I ̈ I am one." It took Hirohito a long time to say the words: "I'm sorry for my ancestors! ”

After saying that, he cried loudly.

The courtiers around him were crying one by one, but none of them dared to comfort him. It was the darkest day in Japanese history and the most humiliating.

Tokyo, the Imperial Palace, was bombed, from enemy bombing.

When the Chinese planes that had dropped all the bombs flew away contentedly, Tokyo, which had just been extremely noisy, suddenly became dead silent.

Countless houses were destroyed, countless Japanese people died under this bombing, and countless places were reduced to ruins. The most sacred place in the hearts of the Japanese, the Imperial Palace, has not been able to escape this fate.

The palace was blown to pieces, fires could be seen everywhere, dead people could be seen everywhere.

Terao Oshimauchi tried to persuade His Majesty not to go out for the time being, but Hirohito angrily shook off the hand of the chief of the guard and stepped out.

What a sight it was before his eyes!

The corpse mountain and the sea of blood, here has completely become the corpse mountain and the sea of blood. Faces that were familiar not so long ago are now lying in pools of blood one by one

Hirohito couldn't say anything, just stood here dumbfounded. One

When Hayashi Mijuro and Konoe Wen hurriedly arrived, Hirohito numbly pointed to the scene in front of him: "Is this what you call the victory of the empire?" ”

Hayashi and Konoe couldn't say anything.

They know better than anything that there is no way to stop the Chinese attack, today is bombing, and soon the Chinese army will appear outside the city of Tokyo.

There's no way, this time it's really no way ̈.. ¨

They did everything they could, but they didn't have air supremacy, they didn't have sea supremacy, they didn't have anything. Human lives alone cannot stop the Chinese's aircraft, artillery and combat vehicle attacks

As a result, the Japanese will soon usher in the final judgment of the end of the world.

The Great Judgment! Judgment Day!