Chapter 346: The Bombing Begins (1)

Nanjing St. John's Hospital, Su Tong had a set of kung fu tea tea sets in front of him, but he was not in the mood to make tea at this moment, his thoughts had already flown to the sky thousands of miles away, and flew to the huge army with the spear of revenge and destruction. They want to vent all the anger that has been building up for more than half a century, and they want the world to know that there is a wounded lion in the East who is roaring for countless years!

But this feeling he couldn't share with others at the moment, and for the sake of the secrecy of this bombing operation, he didn't tell anyone except the relevant personnel.

To tell the truth, the Japanese assassination did provoke him this time, Su Tong is sometimes a tǐngxiǎo angry person, and the assassination incident carried out by the Japanese this time is to completely destroy him from the ròu body, which makes Su someone, who has always been greedy for life and afraid of death, not angry.

Although Su Tong had already prepared to find Tie Niu to change his body shape and appearance, he dressed up as him to give a speech, but according to the bullets taken out of Tie Niu's body afterwards, the Japanese not only used bullets made of lead, but also smeared highly poison on the warhead.

Hearing the report from the Investigation Bureau that the Japanese had held a large-scale lantern parade in honor of his 'passing', it made our Chief Su really laugh and cry. I remember that the Japanese held a lantern parade at this time in later generations because they captured Nanjing, but now they are marching because of their own 'burp', which makes Chief Su angry at the same time but there is a trace of joy in his heart, look, the value of buddies can be beautiful in the capital of the same country, it's not easy, this has to be hated by the Japanese to have this treatment!

Someone, who had never been to church, couldn't help but imitate his daughter-in-law Yulia when she prayed, and after making a cross with her hand, she bowed her head and prayed: 'O God of omnipotence, please bless those Molotov cocktails to burn harder, so that the poor Japanese can get some warmth in this cold winter.'

In the pitch-black sea, only the roar of the monotonous engine echoed in the lonely world, and the group of planes flew firmly in the southeast direction at an altitude of 8,000 meters.

Gao Zhihang turned his head and glanced at Colonel Du Ming, the co-pilot next to him, and secretly laughed in his heart, among the crew members of his plane, the lowest rank was a major. The highest military rank is himself, a lieutenant general led a large group of colonel-level officers to bomb Tokyo, I am afraid that in the future, it will also be a topic that a group of historians will be arguing about!

He raised his hand and looked at the high-grade luminous Leighton military watch with a faint fluorescence, which clearly showed the current time, 5:59 a.m. on January 14, 1938.

Lieutenant General Gao Zhihang, director of the Seventh Theater of Operations in China, led 108 B24 'Liberator' bombers to bomb Tokyo, a feat unprecedented in China's history, and this move will forever be recorded in the history textbooks of China and even the world.

turned on the radio broadcast on the plane, tuned to the channel in Tokyo, Japan, and suddenly burst of mournful music from it, "My emperor is prosperous, and he will be in the future for thousands of generations; gravel into rocks, covered with moss; Long-term peace and stability, the country is rich and the people are Tai" Gao Zhihang suddenly scolded secretly, it's really fucking unlucky, this xiǎo Japan is not good to put it, just put this 'Jun Zhidai'.

In the national anthems of all countries in the world, almost all of them are jīang's warm and uplifting tones, and only the national anthem of the Japanese is full of sad flavor, which is similar to the mourning music of the dead in China, so that some Japanese people who came to China for the first time almost thought it was their own national anthem when they heard the mourning music of the folk funeral, which really amazed them.

After Gao Zhihang re-determined the direction of Tokyo through the instrument, the nose of the plane tilted slightly to the south, and the group increased its fuel and flew quickly towards the target. At this time, the navigators on the fleet had already seen the thin coastline, which seemed so far away and so within reach.

"Senior Instructor, we're in Japan! We're seeing Japan. The navigator on the side couldn't suppress the sound of jī moving, they were the first group of Japanese planes to bomb in China and even in the world.

"I see! Take your way, don't lead us sideways, or I'll stuff you in the cabin and throw you down!" Gao Zhihang's voice was still so calm at this time.

"Cut, you're not as moving as we are, pretending to be calm!" The navigator secretly slandered in his heart.

On the streets of Tokyo, the crowd that had been partying until late at night had dispersed, and everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers to sleep, and the rest of the streets were a group of early fùnv who were unhurriedly sweeping up the garbage and snow.

It was 8 o'clock in the morning when the group led by Gao Zhihang arrived in Tokyo, and someone finally found the plane on the street among the sparse people on the street. It's not their sharp-eyed eyes, it's the huge roar of the engines of hundreds of planes, so much that even the dullest person knows what's going on overhead.

But strangely, no one panicked, and many early risers were still waving enthusiastically at the plane.

"Miki-kun, you see how powerful our planes of the Great Japanese Empire are, there is such a large and huge fleet, I have never seen it before!" A passer-by pointed to the group of bombers in the sky and said proudly to his companion.

"Of course, our Great Japanese Empire is a kingdom of ten thousand generations, and everything that is not good for us will be wiped out by our heroic soldiers." Not to be outdone, the companion blew the conch.

"That's not right, Miki-kun, look at how they throw things down, it's still a string!" Just when most Japanese people were reveling in Japan's 'powerful' national power, the planes in the sky began to 'lay eggs'.

"Bagaya Road, that's not the Empire's plane, they're the Zhina people, the Zhina people are coming!" Miki's voice was filled with anger and horror.

"Nani? How is this possible? The incredulous words stopped abruptly in the eyes of passers-by, because of the bombing, the altitude of this group had been reduced, and the dazzling blue sky and white sun flag and black tiger flag on the fuselage clearly met everyone's eyes!

"Aim, prepare to drop bombs, one or three teams target Japanese civilian residential areas! The second brigade targets the Mitsubishi factory area of the Japanese soldiers and prepares to drop bombs! ”

Colonel Du Ming, who was leading the speculation, personally set up the Norton bombing sight and acted as an aim, but instead left the genuine aimer on the side aside.

"Open the pod mén!"

"Cabin mén open!"

"Aim at the target and start dropping the bomb!"

"Understood, start dropping bombs!"

As the bombardier twisted the switch next to him, black barrels suddenly poured out of the huge cabin that the 'Liberator' had opened

As soon as the head plane dropped bombs, the group behind them was not willing to be lonely, and barrels rolled down from the air one after another.

When the barrel-shaped bomb rapidly descended to a height of only about 100 meters above the ground, a dull sound came from the barrel-shaped bomb, and the bomb disintegrated into a slender stick-shaped object. I saw that they rubbed in the air and then burst into flames, and the blazing flames fell on the houses, streets, and even all places in the residential area.

As we all know, Japan is a country with frequent earthquakes, and in order to minimize the damage caused by earthquakes, Japanese people build houses with light wood or even paper when building houses. Such a structure provides an excellent boost to the incendiary bombs.

With the full force of the bombers, the residential area of Tokyo was already in flames, and the billowing black smoke turned the originally white sky unusually dark.

Koreko is a high school student at Tokyo No. 23 Junior High School, and today she is on her way to school with several NV classmates. Seventeen-year-old Zhizi is a well-known school in No. 23 Middle School, and many seniors are pursuing her, which annoys her, so she makes an appointment with several NV classmates every time she goes to school.

Today, Zhizi and three NV classmates were walking on the way out of school, when they suddenly saw bombers suddenly flying in the sky indiscriminately dropping bombs everywhere in residential areas.

The fierce bombing also made Zhizi and several NV companions panic, they stumbled forward while shouting loudly, at this time Zhizi, who was not very good at physical strength, was left behind, and the anxious Zhizi shouted loudly behind him: "Miko, Miko, you wait for me, don't leave me alone!" ”

Well, there is a saying in Huaxia, "Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes", let alone classmates. The few companions who ran in front paid no attention to the shouts from behind, and they had only one thought now, and that was to get out of here, out of this hot world made of all flames.

Suddenly, an incendiary bomb exploded in front of them, and the flames flew everywhere and immediately spilled on the bodies of Photon and another classmate who were running in front. The two people who were originally running fast suddenly let out a terrible scream, and the branch that ran at the back clearly saw that the flames were bubbling green through the thick cotton clothes on Photon's body, and Photon's body immediately emitted a scorching smell. In a hurry, Mitsuko and another NV classmate screamed while slapping the flames on their bodies with their gloved Xiǎo hands.

They clapped and let out a cry of pain, but such a cry seemed so lonely and helpless in the streets of Húnluàn now