Section 9 The Bombing of Tokyo XII

Soon after the flight, the sky gradually darkened, the indicator lights flashed in the dark, there was only the dull engine sound in the cabin, no one spoke in the cockpit, Xue Muhua looked down, and there was nothing to see below except for the thick black, and there were huge planes on the left and right

There are no lights in the cabin, this cabin makes Xue Muhua feel very comfortable, much wider than the B29, after the cockpit of the B29 sits the co-pilot, navigator, radio liaison officer and front-seat shooter, it becomes crowded, and ๎„ฆ after adding mechanics, bombardiers, radar operators, it does not feel crowded at all. \.ะœ\\

"Orient yourself." Xue Muhua opened his mouth only to find that his mouth was a little dry, he pursed his mouth hard, and then grabbed the water bottle next to him and drank it.

"Bearing xxx, heading xxxx, everything is normal." The navigator is a native of Yunnan, and there is a slight Yunnan accent in his voice, and the Air Force once had a flight error because of the accent, and the Air Force issued a strict order afterwards requiring every soldier to learn Mandarin to avoid accidents during communication.

In order to keep secret, during the flight, all planes maintained radio silence, only the instrument panel in the cabin emitted dim lights, Xue Muhua drove the plane steadily, the air in the high altitude became cold, and the signals from the ground radar continued to come from the earphones, in order to bomb Japan, the Air Force built two long-distance monitoring radars in Yantai and Weihai, these two radars are the latest radars in the United States, which can control most of the East China Sea.

On the canopy outside the cabin, there were a little starlight, Xue Muhua looked out again, the group still maintained the formation, and the indicator lights flashed together. Due to the distance from the target, the crew members were not in place and stayed in the rest compartment behind the cockpit.

The navigator sat on the bench next to him, the mechanic held a flashlight and helped him follow the unrolled drawings, and the navigator took a pen and made marks on it. There was a faint laugh from the back of the cockpit, where the Heavy was resting and chatting.

The defense of B29 is mainly divided into the front and rear, on the back of the aircraft, two machine guns on the front and rear: in the belly, it is also the front and rear, each with four machine guns: B29 is not a fully enclosed pressurization, the pressurized cabin is divided into two parts, the front and middle areas with personnel, the front and rear pressurized cabins are connected by the upper pipeline, and the crew can enter another pressurized cabin through the pipeline.

Xue Muhua breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he could laugh out loud at this time, knowing that they were relaxed and not nervous, which was very beneficial in the next battle.

Unconsciously, it had been two hours since the flight, and there were still twenty minutes to reach the target, Xue Muhua pressed the yellow preparation light, the low alarm sound was remembered in the cabin, the sound behind it disappeared, and the machine gunner in the nose got in, put on his hat, and climbed into the nose turret. (//c/o/m update super fast)

The cabin fell silent again, and the plane rumbled through the cold night sky, and the navigator kept checking the celestial and astrological charts, drawing them on the charts with a compass triangular ruler, and from time to time looking up to observe the stars in the sky.

Xue Muhua felt a little dry in his mouth again, he drank some water again, he had this symptom before every big battle, and the navigator raised his head and reported: "There are still twenty miles, and I will reach the target in five minutes." โ€

"Combat alert." Xue Muhua calmly highlighted the four words, and then pressed the red button, and the cabin immediately flashed red, and then he said: "Open the bomb bay." โ€

The bombardier operated the instrument, the bomb hatch in the belly of the plane slowly opened, and the radar operator stared nervously at the radar in front of him, and the blue light on the dashboard reflected on his face looked a little eerie.

The air in the cabin became tense and depressing, everyone looked at the instrument in front of them intently, pricked up their ears and listened to the order, Xue Muhua looked below, the original darkness was suddenly ignited by a light, this discovery stunned him, "Why didn't they implement light control?!" โ€

"Reach the target!"

It seemed that someone on the ground heard the navigator's call, and the lights began to decrease little by little, and the radar observer raised his hand and shouted: "Two degrees to the left." โ€

Xue Muhua shifted the plane slightly to the left, and the radarman shouted: "Okay! Steady! Steady!

That's it! That's it! Bombing! โ€

With these two words, the bombardier pushed the switch in his hand suddenly, and everyone felt a slight touch on the fuselage, Xue Muhua turned his head to look down, and a string of bombs fell from the belly of the plane, staggering to the ground in the night.

Soon, a ball of fire appeared on the ground, this fire was only the size of a match head from a high altitude, but Xue Muhua had the data parameters of napalm in his mind, when the gasoline bomb exploded, the temperature was as high as 1,000 degrees Celsius, and there was not only napalm in the gasoline bomb, but also the added chemical accelerant, once this gasoline bomb burned, it would never stop if it was not completely burned out.

A succession of fires rose on the ground, and soon the flames were one after another, and with the help of the wind blowing from the depths of the ocean, the fire spread rapidly, and spread from west to east. Suddenly, a dazzling light erupted from the ground, which quickly dimmed and grew stronger.

"It may have been blown up to the oil depot." Xue Muhua guessed in his heart, but there was a burst of cheers in the cabin, the night seemed to be covered with a layer of red tulle, which looked extremely enchanting, the surrounding air became obviously warmer, and the members in the cabin began to take off their hats, Xue Muhua felt that the north was wet, and he laughed self-deprecatingly.

A string of tracer bullets flew into the sky on the side, Xue Muhua was startled and then stunned, the trail of this string of bullets was wrong, it was oblique upward, that is, the enemy plane was holding the nose of the plane and shooting upward in a climbing state, this way of shooting was very dangerous.

Xue Muhua turned his head to look down, under the reflection of the firelight, several dexterous figures passed by, Xue Muhua smiled and turned on the intercom: "Yaya, Da Mao, tease them to play." โ€

This string of bullets also attracted the attention of others in the cabin, and the mechanic whistled and sang a little triumphantly: "My sister is carrying a basket, my brother is here to help"

The mechanic's singing voice made the atmosphere of the cabin more lively, and the majestic voice of the turret in front of the aircraft came from the headphones: "Head, listen to the Japanese woman white and nรจn, pinch a handful of water, have you ever seen it?" โ€

Xue Muhua returned from overseas and was the most well-informed among the members of the brigade, and after these intellectual young people joined the army, they quickly lost the childishness of the students and became infected with a layer of ruffianism, and the life in the barracks was boring, and the women were the ones who talked about the most.

"If you pinch a handful of water, you will find out when you try it in Japan next year." Xue Muhua does not deny or admit it.

"Next year!?" Yuan Fangwei in the turret behind the belly of the machine shouted: "Isn't Xiongzi's play useless, head, you have to quickly find a woman for him and let him open the meat, he is still a boy chicken!" ***๏ผ โ€

Rightly, another string of tracer bullets flew diagonally upwards on the side, Xue Muhua looked down again, and saw nothing, only the night sky of the red gate G.

Dropping 9,000 kilograms of bombs, the plane became much more dexterous, Xue Muhua piloted the plane to draw a beautiful arc and flew southwest, ignoring the Zero plane that was still flying below.

On the return trip, the excited words of the pilots came from the headphones, the bombing was very successful, Xue Muhua counted the members, all the planes were there, and only one plane was slightly injured. According to Rejimy, the United Air Group was almost identical, only two were slightly damaged, the rest were all intact.

"Jimmy, what's the next time we're here during the day?" Xue Muhua's tone was a little lazy, but his head was looking down, the sky below was still faintly red, and he had some regret in his heart, he couldn't be sure whether it was the right target, or even whether it was Sasebo.

The burning city gradually moved away, and the sky gradually became colder, in order to ensure safety, Xue Muhua still ordered to keep flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the wind in the Pacific Ocean blew the clouds away, and the water surface glowing with white light below could be clearly seen.

The biggest takeaway from tonight's bombing is that it turns out that the Zero aircraft cannot reach an altitude of 10,000 meters at all, and therefore cannot threaten the B29.

When the news of Sasebo's bombing quickly reached Tokyo, Umezu Mijiro and Nishio were shocked by the news and immediately sent Yasuken Nakajima and Akira Muto to Sasebo, and the Ministry of the Navy was even more shaken, and the Minister of the Navy, Mitsumasa Yonechi, and Shimada, the Minister of the Navy, also quickly sent Keijun Oka and Suzuki to Sasebo.

Representatives of the army and navy flew to Sasebo one after another, Nakajima Yasuken did not let the plane land immediately, but circled in the sky, looking down from the air, the situation in the city made both of them gasp, Sasebo is a Japanese naval base, but also a logistics base for Japan to attack China and the Asah, in the past seven years, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have boarded ships from here and rushed to the Chinese battlefield and the Nanyang battlefield, both of them are very familiar with the city, the dock dock by the sea, the wine coffin on the street, the woman waving the flag, and the girl wearing a beautiful kimono throwing flowers, the huge chimney of the shipyard.

But now, half of the city was reduced to ashes, a spring rain in the early hours of the morning had extinguished the fires that had burned almost the entire city, and in some places there was still curling smoke, the wharf suffered the greatest damage, almost burned to the ground, the nearby base headquarters was gone, the naval club was gone, the barracks were also gone, and even the flagpole where the naval flag and the Japanese flag had been hung disappeared without a trace, leaving only a piece of scorched black earth.

There were craters everywhere, and even if you were close to the sea, even if the sea breeze was blowing, there was still a scorching smell in the air. Nakajima was familiar with the smell of charred human flesh, some black spots moving on the street, and some busy in the rubble.

"What would happen if the Shina attacked Tokyo in this way?" Thinking of this, Muto Akira shivered. He turned his head to look at Nakajima Yasyan, Nakajima's face was also pale, and his previously calm gaze was mixed with panic.

The damage at the airfield was not large, and this may have been due to the fact that the people of China concentrated their air raid targets on the pier, and after circling the sky a few times, Yasuken Nakajima and Akira Muto let the plane land at the airport, and as soon as they got off the plane, several officers ran over

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