Manila Russian Governor's Palace.

This ancient castle built by the Spaniards looks a little majestic in the sun, and the marks left by Bonifaxiu and his killers have long been lost in the moss of time, and it is estimated that the ghosts that wander in the night can still make people remember the tragedy that happened here.

It's true, there have been haunted news in this castle over the years, and it's not surprising to think of the five thousand girls they ate, there was a ghost ghost or something like that, but fortunately, both the former Governor Kuropatkin and the current Governor Sukhomlinov scoffed at them, especially Kuropatkin, and it was like a joke that this kind of guy with hundreds of thousands of Japanese blood debts cared about these things.

"You know what? Your joke is funny, dear Nastasya, Manila with a Chinese adjective, it can be said to be impregnable, this is a fortress that makes all attackers desperate, a real steel fortress, we have countless reinforced concrete fortresses and large-caliber artillery, we still have a powerful fleet in Manila Bay, the sea is full of mines, what do the Chinese attack? Did they fly from heaven? ”

On the lawn in the castle, Sukhomlinov, the Russian governor in the Philippines, put his arm around his young qingren, who had just started, and said with a smile while walking.

It's a pity that the Chinese didn't give him face at all, just when Nastaxia looked at him adoringly, this old fellow, who is almost sixty this year, a close confidant of Nicholas II, the Russian army general suddenly raised his head with some doubts, in the clear blue sky, against the backdrop of some dazzling sunlight, it seemed that something was looming, and the breeze sent the same faint buzz, as if there was a swarm of bees flying, and this sound became clearer and clearer, until...

"Air strikes. Air strike, quickly pull the air defense alarm! The old guy suddenly pushed the beautiful girl in his arms away, and then roared hoarsely.

Countless silver warhawks were constantly flying out of the dazzling sunlight, as if they came from some illusory space, and in the castle on the ground, the terrible air defense sirens suddenly sounded, and the Russians, who had been leisurely enjoying the afternoon, were stunned for a moment, and then they were like ducks that had broken into a flock of wild dogs.

Fortunately, the castle still had some air defense, and soon several Chinese-made 14.5mm anti-aircraft machine guns erected on the towers spewed flames, but unfortunately they were not against bulky airships. Eighty Eagle fighter-bombers took off from an aircraft carrier two hundred kilometers away. As soon as they saw the anti-aircraft machine guns on the ground firing, they immediately swooped down and the 12.7 mm machine guns mounted on the two wings also spewed flames, instantly knocking people down on their backs. Immediately after taking advantage of the opportunity of the Russians being disrupted, the first batch of fighters responsible for bombing swept over the castle at high speed, and at the same time, more than 20 50-kilogram aerial bombs fell in volley, and in the blink of an eye, explosions of fire rose below, and countless building fragments flew into the sky.

Poor Lord Governor lay on his stomach in a relatively strong fortress, watching the enemy wreak havoc over his head, and he had no fighter in his hand. Because he didn't need this kind of thing here, of course, even if he had, it would be impossible to change his fate.

"Didn't you say that it was impossible for the Chinese to call?" Nastasya, who had just snatched a mouthful of mud, complained very uninterestingly, and her pear blossom and rainy expression was indeed pitiful.

"Get out!" His Excellency the Governor roared and kicked her aside.

With the first air raid on Manila, Yang Feng's long-brewing Battle of Luzon officially began. Shortly after the first batch of Hawk fighter-bombers that took off from the two aircraft carriers Dingyuan and Zhenyuan dropped 20 tons of bombs on Fort San Diego, which served as the governor's palace, the 40 Thunder heavy bombers that took off from Panay Island dropped hundreds of tons of bombs and coagulated bombs on other major Russian military camps, warehouses, and other important targets in Manila.

Before these air beasts returned. The second batch of sixty Eagle fighter-bombers that took off from the aircraft carrier had arrived, and from this day to the memory of the Russians, for the next month or so, unless there was a violent storm, bad weather. Otherwise, these air beasts that take off from the sea and from the land will arrive every day. Those Thunder bombers are better, because of the distance, they bomb at most once, but the Eagle fighter-bombers that take off from an aircraft carrier that sails a hundred kilometers away ignore the time limit, they can fly over and drop deadly bombs at any time as long as they want, and even bother to come in a group in the end, and a single plane dares to run and drop bombs at random like a game.

Poor Sukhomlinov did not dare to continue his duties on the ground, so he had to move his governor's office to the basement, to the cellar where Bonifaxiu used to keep the two-legged sheep, but unfortunately as the bombs carried by those eagles became heavier and heavier, even the cellar was not safe, and His Excellency had to have people dig another layer in the cellar for himself.

"This is modern warfare, to dominate the sky is to dominate a qiē, whether it is the sea or the earth, in the face of attacks from the sky, in the future, as long as possible, it is best for each of our battles to start with an air strike, or even to decide the winner with an air strike." On the aircraft carrier Dingyuan, Emperor Yang, who had come to personally guide the operation, looked at the planes on the flight deck in front of him that had returned to land and hurriedly loaded their bombs and were ready to take off again and bomb again, and said to a group of generals beside him.

"Next, don't just bomb ground targets, equip these planes with 250-kilogram bombs with time-delay fuses, and blow up the Russian warships!" His Majesty the Emperor then said.

Naturally, those generals did not dare to slack off, and a group of 60 Eagle fighter-bombers quickly loaded with 250-kilogram bombs and flew to the Russian military port in Cavite.

The Russian battleships Peresvet and Oslibya belong to diesel-powered old battleships, and in the face of the huge Chinese fleet outside, which can crush itself if they can crush one at will, they can only hide in military ports, hide in the protective circle of mines and shore defense guns as floating fortresses, and provide fire support for coastal defense troops when the Chinese launch landing operations, but unfortunately, in the face of the enemy from the sky, their two protective nets are useless, and those huge caliber coastal defense guns cannot shoot into the sky.

"Prepare to drop bombs, brothers, the Russian battleship must be blown up, but His Majesty the Emperor is waiting for news of our victory." Colonel He Hui, the leader of the flight group in charge of this operation on a Hawk fighter-bomber in the sky, shouted into the radio, and then there was a sound of answer on the radio, and he pushed the control stick with great satisfaction, and the plane under the seat immediately whizzed and dived down towards the battleship Peresvet.

There are no anti-aircraft weapons on his target, in fact, not to mention this kind of old-fashioned battleship at this time, even the latest battleship is not equipped with anti-aircraft weapons, except for the last German airship attack on the British landing fleet, at this time people have never imagined such a thing as an aircraft attack on the sea, even if the British studied the modification of the Fury as an aircraft carrier mainly for reconnaissance, at this time those small planes carried a small bomb of several tens of kilograms, Bombing a high-speed battleship on the vast ocean is like a joke.

But today the Russians know that this is no joke.

He Hui, who was diving at high speed, dropped the only bomb he was carrying on the deck behind the front main gun at an altitude of only a few hundred meters from the battleship Peresvet, and then pulled it up like a predatory seabird in an instant, and the bomb fell rapidly according to inertia with a whistle that broke through the air.

The Russian soldiers on the deck of the Peresvet, who were shooting at the sky with rifles, screamed in panic and fled in all directions as they got closer and closer, and almost in the blink of an eye they heard a bang, and the bomb, which was equivalent to the weight of a 305 mm shell, smashed through the horizontal armor only a few tens of millimeters thick in an instant and landed inside the Peresvet. Immediately after the delay fuse turned to the end, the hundreds of kilograms of antimony and antimony charges inside were instantly detonated, and the huge explosion power was like a monster in myths and legends, arching from below with countless steel fragments, and even the twin 305 turrets of the front main gun were directly lifted away.

The burning fire quickly spread inside the Peresvet.

And at this moment, two other Eagle fighter-bombers dived down from the sky almost simultaneously, and one of them even dived all the way to a height of less than 100 meters before dropping bombs, and then almost grazing the mast of this battleship and pulling up. Of course, there would be no error in dropping bombs at such a close range, and the 250-kilogram bomb smashed through the horizontal armor and fell directly into the main engine compartment, and with a deafening explosion, four 7,000-horsepower diesel engines were blown into scrap metal at the same time.

By this time, the Peresvet was actually finished, but the planes in the sky still did not let it go, and Emperor Yang said that it was blown and sunk, so it must be blown and sunk.

While the Peresvet was being surrounded by dozens of planes, the fate of the Oslia next to it was no different, and thirty Hawk fighter-bombers went into battle one after another, constantly dropping bombs on the battleship anchored at the dock, and the second bomb that fell opened a large hole in its aft deck, and the explosion that penetrated deep into it even broke the propeller shaft.

The two poor battleships held up in their berths for less than fifteen minutes in total, and finally sank on the dock with humiliating sorrow under the ravages of sixty Hawk fighter-bombers, while opposite them in Manila, countless Russians watched in silence from the time they were attacked to the time they sank. (To be continued......)