Chapter 717: The Bombing of Nanjing (3)

In the underground shelter department of the Air Defense Headquarters, on the radar screen, the bright spots representing the Japanese planes became clearer and clearer, and all the communication staff officers, holding the microphone tightly, stared intently at Tang Qiuli, but Tang Qiuli did not give the order to shoot all the shots, and said in a deep voice: "The fire point at the height of the eastern defense zone will open fire, knock out the Japanese army's leading plane, and the other artillery groups will continue to be on standby." ”

This is an obvious tactic of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, because on the radar screen, a Japanese plane, far ahead of the group, did not wait for other Japanese planes to deploy, it entered the bombing position, and it was arrogant as if it was in a no-man's land.

The Japanese Navy's bombing of Nanjing's aircraft group was so arrogant that there were more than 180 planes, and only 30 fighters escorted it, and Eigoro Tsuki's bombers had already put the target in their sights, and the bombardier's mouth had a cruel smile, the target became clearer and clearer, the fuselage trembled slightly, and two bombshells broke away from the fuselage and fell towards the target.

"It's not challenging, it's like a tall and strong man, dealing with a five-year-old child," Eigoro Tsuki pursed his lips disdainfully, ready to climb, and dropped the bomb again, suddenly, on the roof of the building below, a little Venus appeared, and tongues of fire rushed in, and the bomber fuselage made a light sound, followed by a violent tremor, and a puff of black smoke came out, filling the cabin in an instant, Eigoro Tsuki was shocked, oops, the plane was shot.

However, he was not too alarmed, judging from experience, this was infantry heavy weapons to shoot into the air, the people of China did not have special anti-aircraft guns or anti-aircraft machine guns, with their rich experience, it was not a problem to drive the plane that was not very badly damaged back to the aircraft carrier, he thought wrong, the anti-aircraft fire on the ground did not intend to let him leave alive, and the rain of bullets that was more than twice as violent as just now suddenly covered over.

Eigoro Tsuki's chest was pierced by two heavy machine gun bullets, his last consciousness was full of unwillingness and doubts, wanting to warn the group, unable to do it, no sound, the bomber screamed and fell headlong, but the rain of bullets refused to let go, the fire refining slapped on the fuselage, a black salute exploded in the air, the broken fuselage collapsed away, the Japanese Naval Air Force led the captain of the first wing of the aircraft, Eigoro Tsuki Air Force Osa, died in the sky over Nanjing, becoming a tragic Nanjing air defense battle, The first Japanese air commander to fold his wings.

This is just an instantaneous thing, too sudden, all the Japanese pilots were stunned, just flew over the target, before they started to drop bombs, the captain of the plane was crushed, this was too unexpected, with the first bomber of the Japanese army volleying in the air, blowing the horn of Nanjing's air defense battle, the city of Nanjing, which was as silent as death just now, suddenly came back to life, with Tang Qiuli's order, the whole city erupted a little spark everywhere.

All the fixed anti-aircraft fire points were firing fiercely, and the Japanese bomber group that had arrived home was like crows falling into the flames composed of shells and bullets, and one after another exploded into salutes that exploded all over the sky, and the anti-aircraft fire on the ground was so dense that it was like a dense metal fire net, covering the air from the ground to the air.

In the first round of firing, dozens of Japanese bombers were shot down, and the Japanese fighter pilots who were hovering at high altitude and on guard were panicked at that time, and hurriedly swooped down from a high altitude in accordance with the escort regulations and under the leadership of the commander, preparing to destroy the ground anti-aircraft fire points and remove the threat to the bombers.

The commander of the Japanese fighter jet, Kuroki Nakazawa Shaosa, regretted that he wanted to hit himself in the mouth, this is similar to throwing himself into a net, pretending to be a hero, looking around in a hurry, the fighter has been flying in the sky with shells and bullets, and the formation has been disrupted, one in the east and one in the west, and can only use the light speed of the fighter to dodge the deadly shells and bullets. The commander of the Japanese fighter cursed viciously.

He tried to adjust the balance of the plane, wanted to break out of the fire net, depressed the flight altitude, cunningly wanted to use the tactics of low-altitude sneak attack, knocked out a few hateful anti-aircraft fire points of the China, opened a passage for the group to escape, turned a tall building, Kuroki Nakazawa's eyes suddenly cramped violently, his mouth was open enough to stuff a goose egg, and several heavy machine guns with black holes pointed at the sky suddenly appeared in front of him, and the muzzles of the guns were almost against his fuselage.

Kuroki Nakazawa desperately pulled the joystick, climbed high, climbed higher, and escaped from the terrible muzzle, it was his only thought, he was so scared that his hands and feet were cold, and he wanted to cover the bomber, and if he didn't become a roast chicken, it was the blessing of the gods of His Majesty the Emperor, the idea was good, and the plane also swept past the point of fire, but fortunately, a heavy machine gun, driving his plane to fire, a string of bullets briskly drilled into his fighter from the tail, Kuroki Nakazawa didn't even have time to exclaim, and the little bird turned into fragments in the sky in an instant.

Wang Genbao, sergeant of the heavy machine gun company of the 2nd Regiment of the 38th Division of the Army and the main shooter of the heavy machine gun, habitually wiped his nose, put down the hand that held the trigger, looked at the black smoke that gradually dissipated in mid-air, smiled honestly, took out the cigarette pouch, leaned on the sandbag fortification, smoked it beautifully, and enjoyed it with a very happy expression.

The two deputy shooters were busy pressing the bullet belt, while admiring and enviously looking at Wang Genbao who was half-eyed, and the firepower chief also came over, patted him on the shoulder, and stretched out his thumb, "Genbao, good job, kill the little devil two planes" In the praise, with obvious vinegar, this guy, usually wilted, a flat shoulder can't press half a fart, and he took the shit luck, and the battle started less than twenty minutes, and he succeeded one after another, and reported it, and he couldn't run away if he received a meritorious award.

It's also strange, his hands and feet are sharp enough, he fired a few times, and he didn't even hit the edge of the little devil's plane, the firepower chief shook his head, and his eyes widened to search the air, and he thought unconvincedly: "I'm also a commander anyway, if I don't get off a little devil's plane, where will I put my face?" ”

Wang Genbao their anti-aircraft firepower point, a total of five heavy machine guns, located on the top of the building of the Nanjing Central Bank, almost the commanding height in Nanjing, can overlook the whole city, since entering the battle position, Wang Genbao has not been idle, don't look at him usually few words, but he is a very good person, on the level of crane gun shooting, in the whole regiment is within the top three, usually like to ponder some truth.

This heavy machine gun shoots at the air, which is definitely different from the usual one, and besides, the speed of the plane is so fast, how can it be accurate? After two or three days of busy work, he really figured out a set of earthen tools, in front of the heavy machine gun, added a handmade sight, and drew a square grid, and then, aimed at the flying birds in the sky and practiced repeatedly, regardless of the ridicule of the firepower chief and other partners, he practiced violently, and practiced until his eyes were sour, and only then did he figure out a set of rules, tested in actual combat, and the effect was obvious, and the shot was two little devils' planes, he definitely did not expect that the fighter just shot down was the Japanese fighter commander Kuroki Nakazawa.

After more than 30 minutes, more than 150 Japanese bombers and 30 fighters were left to fly in the air, but only 30 or 40 of them, and more than a dozen of them were emitting black smoke, and they could not support it for long.

Compared with the number of Japanese planes, Tang Qiuli's anti-aircraft firepower was to deal with 400 sorties, but as a result, only half of the Japanese planes came, and such dense and ferocious anti-aircraft firepower could only be consumed by these Japanese planes, and the sky over Nanjing was full of exploding smoke and fragmented shrapnel, whistling and flying in all directions, cutting all the objects that could be encountered, anti-aircraft machine guns and heavy machine gun bullets, spitting tongues of fire into the sky, and the Japanese planes flew in that direction, and there was deadly firepower.

An hour later, more than 20 Japanese planes fled from the sky over Nanjing in a panic, most of them were fighters, and the anti-aircraft fire also stopped firing, and the violent city of Nanjing finally quieted down, and in the sky, the black smoke clouds covered the June sun in the south of the Yangtze River like a stratus cloud, which made people feel that this was a cloudy weather, and the bombs dropped by the Japanese bombers in a panic ignited several fires and were quickly extinguished.

Tang Qiuli sat down heavily on the chair, closed his eyes, a wave of fatigue hit his heart, just now, he put all his energy on commanding the air combat, he felt more bothered than going into battle in person, the first battle was good, the Japanese left at least one hundred and fifty or sixty aircraft, I don't know the casualties and weapons and equipment losses of the troops, this is just the beginning, Shaoqing, he opened his eyes, and ordered: "Commanders of all regions, send all the wounded to a safe place, treat them, and immediately count the casualties and weapon losses, Grab your ammo and get ready for the next round of battles. ”

The situation was quickly summed up, and 127 soldiers were killed, more than 400 were wounded, 11 antiaircraft guns and 26 antiaircraft machine guns and heavy machine guns were blown up.

In all air battles, it is always ground firepower that suffers, and the success of Nanjing's air defense in the first battle is inseparable from Tang Qiuli's meticulous arrangements before the war, and is also directly related to the combat effectiveness of the Huangyadong Air Defense Brigade of the Independent Division and the temporary equipping of a large number of air defense radars.

Tang Qiuli put down the loss report and ordered the communications staff officer, "Send a report to Chairman Jiang in Wuhan to report the results of today's first round of air battles," he should give the old man some reassurance, so that he can have enough confidence, think about it, and add: "Add twice the number of losses to the past," the communications staff officer did not know why, looking at the face of the division commander, he did not dare to ask more.

At this time, an outside phone on the table rang urgently.

(To be continued)