Chapter 302: Thunder Strike 2
Porenin was in the leader's DB-3 bomber, nearly two hours before dawn, but in the half-shaded moonlight, his massive fleet exuded excitement and the ability to destroy everything. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
At this time, the navigator reported the appearance of a large group of aircraft on the left flank, which was supposed to be the P-8 heavy bomber group that had taken off from the Crimean peninsula in advance and the MiG-3 fleet escorting the aircraft. Because of the need to maintain radio silence, Porenin did not contact the formation of heavy bombers led by Vasily Nikolayevich Zhdanov, and everything went according to the original plan.
The fleets had different objectives, everything was planned, and besides, there was Captain Raskova, the best decorated female navigator of the Soviets, there was no need for Porenin to worry about the accuracy of their attacks. If someone were to look up at the sky at this time, they would be able to see a huge group of planes slowly moving west.
In front of the captain's seat, an alarm clock with an exaggerated size was placed just yesterday, and it is said that the time was extremely accurate -- Porenin and all the bombers needed to absolutely grasp the time of the attack, and they must launch an attack after 7:30 this morning, but the first wave of bombs could not be later than 7:40 this morning!
Why be so punctual? Everyone in the group was clearly informed of the time of the attack, and if anyone dropped the bomb too early, it was not the cheering crowd and flowers that were waiting for him back at the airport, but the cold handcuffs of the agents of the Ministry of Internal Affairs - only the top commander of the formations knew that at 7:25 Moscow time this morning, the central radio station would broadcast to the world that it would take military revenge against Romania, which would be equivalent to a declaration of war (a declaration of war does not necessarily require a formal declaration of war to the other government's government or a formal explanation of the summons of the other party's ambassador, The implication is that we should not let the old-fashioned procedures of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor be constrained. )。 If you attack before that, it will be an "undeclared war", and you will be at a political disadvantage to some extent: although many people do this, as long as you win, everything will be fine.
Of course, it is not that there is no time for any kind of exchange of fire - if they arrive in Romanian airspace and are intercepted by Romanian fighters before launching a bombing, the escorting fighter group and bomber formation themselves can counterattack, but they cannot drop the bombs to improve their mobility. Five kilometers to the left of Polenin, the three MiG-3 squadrons that took off from the Crimean peninsula to escort the Peter-8 bombers deliberately did not carry multiple rocket launchers, in order to prevent the appearance of intercepting Romanian fighters, otherwise they would also have considerable ground attack capabilities.
Of course, no matter which formation, the number of escort fighters is astronomical for the Romanian Air Force, and the number of fighters that can be used by the entire Romanian Air Force is estimated to be no more than 150, and the fighters that can strike near the oil field area are to approach these formations, and the Romanian pilots need to have enough courage, not to mention whether they have enough reaction time.
The three MiG-3 squadrons escorted the Peter-8 formation in the center in a triangular formation, so that no matter what direction the enemy aircraft appeared from in a three-dimensional sense, the escort formation could make the fastest response.
Captain Dmitry Borisovich Glinka was in a position three hundred meters on the flank above the formation of heavy bombers, which corresponded to the forefront of the entire formation. Glinka could see the bomber formation below, and the lead one was supposed to be the chief pilot plane of Captain Raskova.
Just now, I have switched the fuel supply transfer switch to the fuel tanks of the wings, and the fuel in the small fuel tanks behind the cockpit has been depleted, and the border line is in front. There are two fuel tanks arranged in the rear column of the MiG-3 cockpit, and the one close to the cockpit has a certain impact on the longitudinal stability of the whole aircraft when it is full of fuel, so it must be used first.
Now even if there are Romanian fighter planes appearing in Glinka immediately, his own plane is close to the state of being suitable for air combat, and he hopes that today he will have the opportunity to fight the Romanians - the blood of the enemy will win a medal for himself!
There was only monotonous engine noise in the cabin, and Glinka did not dare to relax at all, and the speed, angle, and altitude could not be wrong at all, otherwise there would be big trouble.
The entire fleet crossed the border like a giant ghost. It was almost dawn, and at an altitude of 4,500 meters, Glinka could already see the bright color before dawn that appeared in the east.
The huge formations began to disperse, the Glinka and Peter-8 groups remained on course, and the twin-engine bombers began to change course - Zhdanov's group dropped bombs at about 7:30. The Colombian-Akira and Clytitel-Minha refineries will be targeted by the Peter-8, as they are the largest in Romania, and the other 10 refineries will be handed over to the double-engined DB-3 and SB-2, and the point targets will be a feast for the Pi-2s.
In order to deal a devastating blow to the two large oil refineries at one time, Zhdanov loaded each Pi-8 with four tons of bombs, and the 200-ton high-explosive bombs would be tilted on the heads of these two "highly dangerous" large targets.
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"Comrade commander, thirty kilometers from target No. 1, there are no Romanian fighters over the target, we will enter the bombing point at 7:31!"
Captain Raskova's crisp voice came from the headphones, "Understood, enter the bombing route." ”
"In one minute, Moscow will be broadcasting." Zhdanov's mind flashed, "Operator, send a report to Moscow, blizzard!" ”
The radio waves emitted by the long-range radio station instantly crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and Voroshinov of the Moscow Defense Committee and Lin Jun of Odessa received three "blizzard" signals almost at the same time, and they kept watch in front of the long-range station.
"Blizzard", the name of Lin Jun's love horse, is also a signal for the success of the promised raid. At the moment when the operator shouted "blizzard", Lin Jun's heart finally relaxed: "It's successful!" ”
Lin Jun knew that the first bombs would be dropped in a few minutes, and the timing was just right, indicating that the first step of this adventure had been successful, and the Germans and Romanians had no time to react.
In the sky over the vast area of the Proiesti oil field, the commanders of the various large formations broke the radio silence almost simultaneously: "According to the original plan, the detachments entered the attack route!" ”
At 7:25, the huge formations of three different airspaces dispersed, and several relatively large formations rushed directly to the refineries.
Glinka also broke the radio silence: "The MiG detachments pay attention, pay close attention to the air situation, and shoot down the enemy aircraft as soon as they find it!" ”
At seven :30, the hatch of the bomb bay was already open, the eyes of the pilot bomber, Captain Raskova, were attached to the bombing sight, and the refinery appeared in view, tightly aligning the center cross with the refinery centerline.
"Steady! Steady! Bombing! With the thumb of his right hand, he pressed the bomb button, and eight 250-kilogram and twenty 100-kilogram high-explosive bombs fell in black. Behind the pilot, a group of planes dropped an overwhelming array of bombs, representing death, swaying down to the refinery below.
The Romanian anti-aircraft artillery only opened fire at this time, but it did not form enough interception nets, they reacted too slowly, who would have thought that the Soviets would come and bomb? -- In the final sortie plan, Lin Jun set the horizontal bombing altitude at 3,500 meters. This is the height at which small-caliber anti-aircraft artillery is almost powerless, and there are not many Romanians with large-caliber anti-aircraft artillery, and when the number of bombers is sufficient, Lin Jun still chose a relatively conservative way.
"Two o'clock direction, Romanian fighters! Height 3000! "Glinka, who was closely watching the air situation, noticed several fighter jets in the distance, and shouted into the intercom: It can only be the Romanian plane that came to intercept it, probably from the airport near Bucharest, and the Romanian air surveillance network has already discovered a huge formation in the air for a while!" A squadron will come with me, and the detachment will attack as a unit, and you can't let them get close to the bombers! ”
With a swing of the control stick, 24 MiG-3s pounced on the target like a pack of wolves - at most five or six Romanian planes, which was not enough to plug their own teeth.
Instead of approaching head-on, Glinka pulled a little higher, because as he got closer, he had already discovered that the P.24 fighters were on the monoplane—outdated old men, slow, but powerful: it had two 20mm Erlikon cannons and two 7.7mm machine guns, and it was not wise to shoot head-to-head at even the MiG-3.
Relying on the advantage of speed and climbing ability, Glinka successfully occupied the height, gently pushed the joystick and pounced. The Ronya, apparently finding themselves already at a disadvantage on their side, scattered on all sides.
A P.24 tried to escape Glinka's dive attack with nimble maneuverability, but Glinka's angle was just in its course, and in an instant, Glinka, who had measured the advance amount, pressed the launch button of the machine gun in the nose.
A long burst of fire with two clear lines of ballistics swept across the sky, and several 12.7 mm large-caliber machine gun rounds hit the target's wing. The powerful high-explosive incendiary bomb left several bullet holes in the Romanian plane, and in an instant its left wing was torn off in its entirety - its load-bearing structure could not withstand violent maneuvering after internal damage, and the explosion of large-caliber machine gun bullets had damaged the fragile structure of its wing.
Glinka's gaze lingered only for a fraction of a second on the Romanian fighter, and with a swing of the joystick, he pursued a P.24 that swept to the left with a beautiful S-shape. Violent explosions were taking place on the ground, high-explosive bombs formed huge clouds of explosive smoke, and the refinery was burning violently, billowing smoke into the sky.
Before Glinka could get close to the target, four MiGs had already bitten the P.24, and the leading MiGs fired a point, and the Romanian fighter exploded in an instant. The great power of the 23-mm cannon was evident in the fact that the fighter could not withstand its terrifying attack at all, and it only took a few shells to finish.
A quick look at the situation around showed that several Romanian fighters had all been shot down, and this was simply a one-sided massacre!
"The first squadron regrouped and returned to the escort position!" Glinka saw that the bomber force in the distance was turning, those huge four-engine bombers had finished dropping, and the Romanian oil refinery was finished.
From Glinka's point of view, the Pi-8 bomber formation did not have any losses, at least he did not see the downed. However, after re-entering the escort position, it was found that the engine No. 1 on the left wing of the pilot Pi-8 was smoking, but fortunately there was no fire, and the Romanian anti-aircraft artillery still caused losses to their own side.
"Call the pilot, call the pilot, I'm the escort squadron Glinka, how is your plane?" There was Comrade Zhdanov on this pilot plane, and a Hero of the Soviet Union was also on that plane!
Glinka was a little anxious, the bomber without one engine had slowed down, and if it fell behind and was targeted by enemy fighters, it basically had no chance of surviving.
But Zhdanov did not pay attention to Glinka's call, but shouted into the intercom: "I am the pilot Agni, I am the chief pilot Agni, our plane was damaged, the reserve pilot takes my place, and returns at the original speed and route." "Its engine No. 1 was wounded by shrunnel from a large-caliber anti-aircraft artillery shell, and at the first moment Zhdanov cut off the fuel supply to engine No. 1 so that no further damage was caused. But it is clear that it is unrealistic to continue to stay in the formation by increasing the speed of the three engines.
The safety of the formations had to be guaranteed, and Zhdanov did not have time to think about his own safety. After receiving an affirmative answer from the reserve pilot, Zhdanov put down the stone in his heart.
"Glinka, cover the return of the group!"
"Yes, Pilot!" Saying this, Glinka still violated Zhdanov's order: he opened the cockpit canopy and motioned with his hand to the other three fighters belonging to his squad to act with his own plane, and signaled the other fighters of the first squadron to continue to cover the large group.
The pilot bombers gradually fell behind, and Glinka's four fighters slowed down. It was only at the moment of detachment from the same large formation that Zhdanov found that four MiG-3s were still with his landline.
"Glinka, keep up with the formation immediately! Leave me alone! That's an order! ”
But Zhdanov did not get an answer from Glinka at all, "The pilot must be returned to the territory of the USSR safely, and it is a big deal to go to a military court!" Glinka ignored the commander's harsh orders and made a decision to disobey the military order. (To be continued.) )