Lieutenant Colonel Ivan Semenovich Polbin's regiment of high-speed dive bombers was the last bomber unit to take off during today's sortie and will be the last to return to Soviet airspace - the airfields they attacked were less than 100 kilometers from the border, and with their excellent high-speed performance, the Pi-2 was able to get away with any kind of Romanian fighter that could be encountered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Pet-2 will be dealing with small targets, which can be attacked by any well, diversion station scattered in the vast oil field, and if it is found that the train transporting the oil is also authorized to be destroyed. This determines that it is impossible for them to rush to a specific target and leave after the bombing, and it is very likely that they will have to "stroll" around.

A regimental of Lages will escort all 78 P-2s in the regiment, half of which will carry 10 82mm rockets, which will be the first to rain on any target that can be found and worthy of a hit.

At the very moment when Zhdanov's pilot plane dropped the bomb, Polbin's Pi-2s were scattering in all directions, dive-bombing oil wells and transit stations scattered all over the ground in units of four planes.

It's a plain, with an unobstructed view from the air, and targets everywhere, and it's a feast for the Peter-2! The scattered oil well area does not have Romania's air defense forces, and the dive bombers can rest assured that they can give full play to their precision bombing characteristics, and have no worries at all, just like when they were training in Baku, and can achieve the highest bombing accuracy.

"Sharp knife detachment, two kilometers in front of the target, oil well transfer station, windmill bombing, open the distance!" Polbin gave the order loudly. The captains of the three bombers behind had never intended to get too close to each other -- Comrade Regiment Commander had always destroyed targets with just one blow, and he himself was the alert force when the regiment commander attacked for the first time.

Adjusting the dive angle to 55 degrees and opening the dive speed brake, the Pi-2 swooped down from a height of 2,000 meters with a roar, and the bagpipes on the wings let out a terrible scream.

1500 meters, 1000 meters, 800 meters, 500 meters! Polbin was already below the allotted bomb dropping altitude, but the navigator Dunkic and the telegraph operator Polkin on the plane only felt excited, and there was no worry at all in their hearts, they had long been accustomed to the bomb dropping habit of the regiment commander.

Approaching an altitude of 400 meters, Polbin pressed the preset bomb button, and two solidified ****** and two 250-kilogram blasting bombs whizzed down on the wings. Pull the joystick, increase the throttle to the maximum, put away the speed brake, throw away the nearly one-ton load of the Pe-2 slowly raised the nose of the plane, changed the dive at a height of less than 100 meters from the ground, and roared to climb into the air.

Four bombs accurately hit the oil transfer station below, and a transfer station covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters, full of pipelines, valves, and machine rooms, was blown up by a violent explosion, and the steel structure of the pipeline flew several hundred meters away. Two 200-kilogram solidification ****** added fuel to the fire, and a single attack by Polbin completely reimbursed the diversion station, which could burn for several days, and even the steel pipes could be burned into twisted scrap metal.

At this time, the voice of the captain of the second plane came from the earset: "500 oil wells on the left side of the target oil transfer station, our plane is attacking!" ”

Polbin would need to re-elevate the plane to a position of 2,000 meters, to the tail position of several other Pi-2s, from the first aircraft to the actual "fourth aircraft." ”

Polbin saw that No. 2 was entering a dive, and as it was climbing, four bombs moved a tall iron frame, as if it had lit a pillar of fire—it was clearly a high-pressure oil well, not pumped but spewed, and the high column of fuel burned violently, which was spectacular from above.

The "windmill" attack is like a spinning death scythe, rotating to harvest all worthy targets. By the time of the last bomb drop, Polbin's four-plane detachment had reduced the altitude of the attack to 1,000 meters, and the four Pi-2s easily reimbursed 12 targets, without wasting a single bomb.

At an altitude of 1,000 meters, Bolbin observed the surrounding situation: in the distance other crews were still attacking, but they were expected to end the battle soon. The plains are full of fires and explosions, and the oil wells here don't want to resume production in a year, and even the Romanians are busy fighting fires.

"I'm Polbin, I'm Polbin, return according to the plan after the attack is completed, and return according to the plan after the attack is completed!" Regardless of whether the squadrons heard it clearly or not, they led their detachments to turn around and head east. The Pi-2 was originally a type of aircraft suitable for detachment attacks, but it was not flexible enough if there were too many, and the plan was to return home in a small group after combining a detachment or several detachments.

At an altitude of 4,000 meters, the Lag 3 cover group saw that the attack below was almost the same, and they no longer went around in circles, and they would adjust their course to cover the dive bombers and start to return to the high altitude with half of the rockets equipped with rockets that had wreaked havoc at low altitude.

As far as the eye can see from the south, 12 refineries, including the Colombia-Akira refinery and the Cletitel Minha refinery, are like a purgatory scene, the high condensation towers are burning from side to side, the steel buildings are blown to pieces, the flames are tens of meters high, and the smoke rises to a height of two or three thousand meters!

All vital facilities have been scrapped, and the fire will not be extinguished in a few weeks. And all the important facilities related to oil production in the vicinity are similar to the scene: the freight station is burning, the oil depot is exploding, and several ragers are strafing a tanker truck of more than 50 knots at low altitude - Proiesti, which today belongs to explosions and flames!

"It seems to be working better than expected!" Porenin, who had returned to the sea, watched the effect of the attack from above, and Romania's oil production capacity had dropped by at least 70 percent, and the oil refining capacity was basically reimbursed -- the Germans were running out of oil!

His DB-3 fleet had blown up the two central refineries, and on the way back, he could see from a distance that all the 12 Romanian oil refineries built in a row on the plains were burning, and the bombing operation was going perfectly according to plan. Those refineries didn't need to be bombed in large clusters like they are today for a while, and if needed, the high-speed Pe-2 formations would be able to create enough trouble for the rebuilding of these refineries.

"Enemy aircraft was spotted at three o'clock, at an altitude of 4000 and at a distance of 10 km!" The turret shooter shouted there, and Porenin immediately focused his attention on the airspace on the right: a small group of planes was rushing towards his formation, and a rag escort group on his left had already met it. Judging by the number of Romanian fighters, there are not many Romanian fighters, and the rag who went to intercept should be able to intercept and ensure his own safety.

A few minutes later, as the air battle drew closer, and planes continued to fall in smoke, Porenin could already see what the Romanian fighter looked like—a slender fuselage, engine compartments painted in dazzling orange.

"IAR.80, the new fighter for the Romanians!" Porenin did not say it, the Soviet Air Force had already learned about the existence of these aircraft from the newspaper, and their performance was not bad, but they were inferior to the Soviet lagers. According to information from the comrades of the Romanian Communist Party hidden in the aircraft factory, the first batch of IAR.80s with the nickname "Yellow Cigar" were only equipped with troops in January this year, and the pace of adaptive training of the Royal Romanian Air Force was quite fast, and it was obvious that those IAR.80s had already formed combat effectiveness.

The first batch of the 59th and 60th squadrons of the 8th Fighter Wing of the Romanian Air Force, equipped with IAR.80, came to intercept the Porenin formation, and the 23 IAR.80s that attacked collided headlong with 36 Lag 3s. The Romanians had only received the new aircraft for three months, and most of them, with the exception of a few pilots, were not yet fully familiar with the capabilities of the new fighters.

The Lag 3 was completely pressed to IAR.80 in terms of speed, and had a fatal weakness for Romanian pilots in air combat - their firepower was too weak to be on the same level as the Lag 3! The number of machine guns used by the Romanian aviation was insufficient, and the IAR.80 was designed to be armed with 6 Belgian imitations of the 7.92 mm Browning aviation machine guns, but due to the German occupation of Belgium, the production of the IAR.80 was at a standstill for a long time because there were no machine guns available. It was only after Romania joined the Axis last November that Germany relaxed its machine gun exports to Romania, but the numbers were still not enough for the Romanians.

Armed with only four 7.92 mm machine guns, these IAR.80s of the 8th Wing were no match for the Lager 3, which had one 23 mm cannon and two 12.7 mm large-caliber machine guns - the Romanians would not necessarily shoot down the Lager even if they hit it in air combat, while Soviet pilots often only needed a few shots to send those light "yellow-headed cigars" to hell!

A scuffle ended soon in the process of volleying and counter-volleying, and one of the Romanian fighters failed to break through the inner defensive ring of the bombers, and all but a few turned around and fled. None of the rags were shot down! The escort for the Porenin group was a fighter unit that had participated in actual combat, and the pilots were basically veterans. But like the Glinka detachment that was accompanying Zhdanov, Rag was wounded a lot, and it is estimated that dozens of bullet holes could be found in a few Lag, but fortunately there were self-sealing fuel tanks. If those "yellow-headed cigars" have a larger caliber, I guess some lagers won't be so lucky!

The Romanian pilots were still very combat-oriented, but they met stronger opponents, and the weapons in their hands were not as sharp as the Soviet pilots had.

"All return, pay attention to the air situation." Porenin gave the order again, and in addition to the joy of the successful completion of the mission, there was another layer of thinking in his heart: "Today is a complete poke of the hornet's nest of the Third Reich!" ”

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Of course, Porenin is not the only one who has the consciousness of "poking a hornet's nest", this time it is a real blow to the Germans, which will completely disrupt Hitler's war plan: without the original supply of Romania, Germany's strategic oil stock is only 10 months at most, plus the Greek campaign that has not yet ended, some Hitler went to get angry.

Both Lin Jun and Stalin wanted to provoke Hitler, and this raid was like a stab in the soft underbelly of Germany: Hitler fought or not?!

According to Hitler's character, he would have attacked the Soviet Union immediately, but attacking the Soviet Union without preparation was exactly what Lin Jun and Stalin wanted. The Soviet Red Army and the Red Navy were already in full swing, the border line was at the first level of combat readiness, and the armies were deployed, and as long as the Germans dared to come, they could give it a head-on blow!

If Hitler had endured, the German "Barbarossa Plan" would not have been "postponed indefinitely" like the attack on the British "Sea Lion", but at least it would have to wait until part of Romania's crude oil production capacity was restored. The refinery did not want to expect this year, even if crude oil production returned to a certain level, it would have to wait until the second half of the year, and Hitler, even if he was a reckless man, would not have marched east in the harsh winter conditions. And Lin Jun and Stalin will not wait until next year, now the USSR and Germany have actually torn their faces, and it is almost time for a showdown.

Either attack immediately or wait until the beginning of next spring - either to Hitler's detriment. Just the day before yesterday, Stalin, who had seen the war in the Balkans, put forward a strategic command proposal, to be precise, an order: immediately set up a supreme command and reorganize the major military regions into front armies to meet the needs of strategy.

The Supreme High Command, this term for any country, clearly indicates one meaning: the country has entered a state of war!

The formation of the front army does not require a large-scale transfer of troops and personnel, and to a large extent, the name of the military district has been changed, and the commander of the front army has greater power and more decision-making power than usual, which is in line with the current situation.

Lin Jun had long known what Stalin meant, and Stalin also clearly told him that he would become one of the members of the Supreme Command, and his power was greater than Voroshinov, second only to Stalin himself.

Today's statement by the Central Radio of the Soviet Union has spread throughout the world in a very short time, and the embassies in Moscow have reported the news back to their governments as quickly as possible, but even the Germans did not expect that the Soviet Union would dare to drop bombs on Romania's head a few minutes after the statement was made, and it would be a devastating air strike! (To be continued.) )