Time back two hours before Datong Airport.

As the ground crew's flags signaled, one after another began to taxi from the end of the runway, and finally took off to wait for the assembly at an altitude of two thousand meters.

It is worth mentioning that there are some new faces in the formation of this sortie.

One of the most striking aircraft is, of course, the Air Force's newly installed Typhoon fighter. They have special palatal air intakes that look like a roaring beast from a slightly distance.

The other group is the Big Jet 9, and now the fighters of the 1st Air Force Division who have a record of shooting down and whose flight time has reached the standard can apply to the military industrial zone for a Spitfire fighter of their own.

Fortunately, the former has the same roots as the Hurricane, and the driving system is very Hawker style.

For fighters with experience flying Hurricanes, the difficulty of getting started with Typhoon fighters is relatively low.

The latter is one of the enlightenment machines of the old birds, and the first batch of pilots who graduated from the border aviation school can skillfully distinguish the role of every button and instrument panel, otherwise it is really difficult to form combat effectiveness in a short time.

After all the fighters arrived at the predetermined area and formed two formations according to the group, everyone flew towards the western section of the Pingsui Railway under the leadership of Captain Wang Hai and Fang Ziyi.

"Team Wang, congratulations!"

"The speed of your promotion is really fast, it has only taken half a year from enlistment to now, and you have reached a height that many people dare not imagine."

"In the coming days, I have to cherish every opportunity to go on a mission with you, and in the future, you will have to sit honestly at the headquarters and command the overall situation."

The Air Force of the Eighth Route Army started very late, and it was born less than a year ago.

Because there are no senior commanders from the Air Force in the troops, and units at all levels are influenced by traditional army operational concepts.

As a result, the 1st Air Division used to be only in the name of the Air Force, but in fact it was a special unit attached to the army and was mainly used to provide fire support to ground units.

With the outstanding performance of the 1st Air Division in several large battles, the Army Morale Wizard and Deputy Commander-in-Chief discovered one thing.

That is, the strength and functions of its own air force have been detached from the original idea of providing assistance to the army.

The Air Force alone may not be able to solve all problems, but the 1st Air Force Division and the 2nd Air Force Division, which is currently under preparation, have the strength and qualifications to fight a war on their own or play a decisive role in a major campaign.

Considering that the Eighth Route Army will have to face a stronger and stronger enemy in the future, as well as the possibility of specialization of troops and joint operations of multiple arms.

A few days ago, the Desperate War Fox and the Army Morale Wizard officially issued a new order, and the two decided to completely separate the Air Division from the Army.

As for the choice of commander, it naturally fell on the morale wizard, and the heavy responsibility of deputy commander was handed over to Wang Hai.

After hearing the ridicule of his own teammates, Team Wang smiled and picked up the communicator on the side and said:

"With great ability comes great responsibility, aren't you going to be promoted soon?"

"We, the commanders in wartime, have many opportunities as long as we don't make mistakes and make more meritorious contributions. But you have to remember one thing, and that is that there is no end to learning, and you must have a humble heart. ”

"The North China Front and the Army Aviation are not our limits, the Combined Fleet and the Navy are the biggest enemies. There are many coastal cities in our country, and sooner or later we will fight the devils at sea. ”

When it came to fighting at sea, Fang Ziyi suddenly came to his senses.

It's cool to attack the ground with a close-range support aircraft, after all, no one can refuse to attack from the air, and watch the devils wail all over the field but look like they can't help it.

But!

The enemy on land has no atmosphere on the sea, and even if he bombs multiple artillery positions, it is not as enjoyable as bombing a battleship.

As far as he knew, the flagship of the Combined Fleet, the Nagato, was a behemoth, and there were definitely no more than ten warships in the world today with a full load displacement larger than hers.

Thinking that in the future, he might attack the big guy with a length of 224 meters and a width of 32.5 meters, Fang Ziyi trembled with excitement.

As if thinking of something interesting, he continued to ask on the communication channel:

"Captain, will our Eighth Route Army have a navy in the future? Are we going to turn into carrier-based aviation or land-based aviation? ”

"The last time I had a drink with Director Huang, what was that tall cabinet and slam he was talking about? Is it a bomb more powerful than a thousand pounds? ”

"Hey, I really want to fly on a more advanced plane sooner."

After the air battle in Shancheng, several of their combat heroes took Fang Ziyi to the Yellow River for a meal, and everyone mentioned the navy and special aerial bombs during the chat.

Unexpectedly, the drunk young man still remembered part of the content.

After hearing the question of his own teammates, Captain Wang Hai almost bit his tongue.

Who is serious about using a strategic bomber to bomb a battleship with a bomb of more than five tons?

However, considering Nagato's air defense ability to pull his crotch more than Yamato, maybe he will trick the other party back to the mainland or the coastal waters of Japan in the future, and there is a real chance to throw a few rounds of the cabinet on her head.

It's really not good, you can make up the number with Oyodo, no matter how you say it, it's the flagship of the Combined Fleet.

After thinking for a moment, Captain Wang Hai said solemnly:

"Okay, let's talk about it later, complete the current task first!"

"Even if the Eighth Route Army has a navy, it will not necessarily have aircraft carriers. As for carrier-based aviation and land-based aviation? Whether this is something we can choose, everything has to be assigned by the superiors and the bosses. ”

"Don't you think about advanced planes? You've only been running a typhoon for a few days! It's not a good habit to like the new and hate the old! ”

"Roger!"

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More than an hour later, two formations arrived at the predetermined target area.

Looking at the enemy planes constantly circling at a low altitude, Fang Ziyi's face was a little strange and said:

"Captain, it seems that the comrade lurking in the Northeast is very powerful, and the information he provided to us is really accurate."

"There are only twelve of them, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for you to increase the number of shots shot down to fifty before you take office. Let's do it! I can't wait to try the power of a thousand-pound bomb! ”

With regard to the enemy that may be encountered in this operation, the comrades of the 1st Air Force Division have long been mentally prepared. After all, the news came directly from within the Kwantung Army, and it was difficult to think about it accurately.

At present, there are only 18 squadrons left in the dispatch army and army aviation in the Guannai, and 162 fighters of various types can barely be made.

The situation of the Kwantung Army's army and aviation was much better, and even after two large-scale transfers, they still had one hundred and thirty-eight squadrons available.

Forty percent of them are fighters, and the rest are bombers and reconnaissance aircraft.

Judging from the current strength of the 1st Air Division, even if all the fighter squadrons of the Kwantung Army enter the customs, the comrades are confident that they will be able to meet the battle with the help of antiaircraft artillery units, and they can even take advantage of their local numerical superiority to carry out surprise attacks.

What's more, the fighters of the devils still have to stare at Maozi in the north, and the Tsar of the Far East is their biggest imaginary enemy. It can divide the share of the troops directly under the Mongolian garrison and the North China Front, which is at most one-tenth of the total.

According to the above information, Captain Wang Hai predicted that the opponent's escort force was most likely not strong, and Dingtian was the fighter of two squadrons.

In this operation, the 1st Air Force Division dispatched a full 36 aircraft.

Even if it is a Typhoon that is regarded as a close support aircraft, it far surpasses the Devil's Type 97 fighter in all aspects.

Even if the Mongolian garrison sends planes to support or pursue in the future, they can ensure their own safety, and even take the initiative to participate in the battle to seize air superiority.

After hearing the urging of his teammates, Captain Wang Hai really gave the order.

"Attention crews! Attention each unit! ”

"We're about to get to the top of the target! Groups one to six to take out the flies on the escort, and seven to nine groups to carry out bombing missions! Let's fight quickly, there are many accidents in the province's long nights! ”

"In the enemy's occupied areas, all actions are based on caution!"

"Understood!"

After receiving the order, Fang Ziyi directly took his wingman and his team members to attack the railway, and their target was the moving transport train.

The Wang team, with twenty-three Hurricanes/Spitfires, swooped down on the 97 fighter fleet that surrounded the sky.

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"Woo! Whining! ”

In the desert of Suiyuan, a train is slowing down with black smoke.

At the same time, the driver in the front cab desperately grabbed the brake lever on the side, even though he had pulled to the rearmost position.

"Anameasu bless! Stop! ”

"Yaga! Why is emergency braking so slow? What kind of domestic rags the hell! ”

At this moment, all wheels are pressed tightly against the brake pads.

There was a fierce friction between the brake shoe and the wheels, and the cacophony could be heard even after a few miles.

The emergency braking device can be regarded as the last insurance on the train. As soon as it is activated, all carriages can be stopped in the shortest possible time.

Since the device can injure the vehicle body, the driver will not use it easily under normal circumstances.

But! Now for the special case! Because more than a dozen enemy planes were flying from the south, if the train did not stop smoothly, it was estimated that everyone would be doomed.

Even in such harsh conditions, the devils are still carrying out the orders of the chief.

Some of them stood on the side of the carriage, holding the 38 big cover in their hands to the sky, trying to use the only light weapons they had against the rapidly approaching attack plane.

The other part is sorting out equipment and supplies, trying to retreat as soon as the speed of the train slows down.

"Everyone! Listen to me! ”

"I'll definitely seize the moment in the blink of an eye! Lead you to take down the dive bombers of the Eighth Route Army! ”

It's a pity that the speed of the Typhoon fighter is too fast.

At a speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour, ordinary people cannot catch the target with the naked eye at all. Coupled with the height factor, the probability of a rifle hit is extremely low, and it is more reliable to switch to a Type 92 heavy machine gun.

By the time the devils raised their guns, the four planes of the seven groups were about to cut into the most ideal angle of attack.

For Fang Ziyi, the devils' counterattack was really not challenging. The weak Arisaka rifle bullet could not even penetrate the bulletproof steel plate of the Typhoon.

The only enemy that could be considered a threat was the two Ninety-Six cannons arranged behind the front of the car.

"Knock knock!"

Just as he was about to leap over the train, Fang Ziyi flipped the launch button.

The dull sound of cannons sounded, twenty-millimeter shells from the western artillery were fired from the wings, and the wooden railings on the roofless carriages did not play any protective role at all.

Although I couldn't hear the screams of the devils, the red blood mist that splashed around was enough to prove that the attack just now was very fruitful.

After cutting into the battlefield from the south and easily eliminating the anti-aircraft artillery crew, Fang Ziyi piloted the Typhoon fighter jet and began to dive directly above the train.

In the era when there were no computers, the desire to hit a moving target could only depend on the experience of the pilot.

However, the person on the mission at this moment is the 192 of the Eighth Route Army, and the train that is about to stop is not much different from a fixed target in his eyes.

Reaching a safe altitude, Fang Ziyi immediately dropped the bomb.

After the bomb came out of the pylon, he pulled the fighter up without looking back, and he didn't even hit his favorite rocket.

Today's bomb is also a new friend, this big baby weighs a full 454 kilograms, but it is disrespectful to a thousand pounds to withdraw it slowly.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the bomb collided directly with the locomotive, and even the parties themselves did not expect such an effect.

It's definitely a combination of luck and skill.

Accompanied by violent smoke and fire, the entire locomotive was lifted high, and disintegration and melting were its ultimate fate. The 1,000-pound bomb covered the entire train, including the last carriage.

As a veteran military power in Europe, the British have a soft spot for various types of aerial bombs of various weights.

Throughout World War II, you can find four kilograms of small sweet potatoes in the warehouses of the Royal Air Force, as well as ten-ton slams.

The one used by Fang Ziyi today is a 454 kg/1,000 lb MCMCII bomb.

Its charge is 210 kilograms of black sokin, and its explosive yield is equivalent to 300 kilograms of TNT, which is more powerful than the 500kg bomb of the Benzi Navy's Type 92.

Looking at the transport train shrouded in smoke and dust, Fang Ziyi nodded with great satisfaction.

Although I don't know the specific lethality of the bomb just now, it is estimated that few people can survive under the thousand-pound bomb. After all, this thing is generally used to blow up fortifications and aircraft carriers, and it is the first time in the world to blow up a train.

However, as a good comrade who is diligent and thrifty, he still picked up the portable communicator in his hand and ordered:

"Keep attacking, anyway, you can't bring back the bombs if you don't run out. Don't deliberately aim, just throw it at the second half of the smoke. ”

"I just saw tanks and heavy artillery on the train, maybe blowing up the carriage behind it can cause a martyrdom, and we might kill a brigade this time!"

"Roger!"

Battles with air supremacy are so unpretentious and efficient.

A transport train like this, which has no air defense capabilities, is a piece of fat in the eyes of close support aircraft, and it is still the case today, 80 years later.

With the power of a thousand pounds, six can destroy a village, and you can look it up on the Internet.

I wanted to send the video an easter egg stamp, but I really couldn't send it.

A thousand more words, and it should be compensated

(End of chapter)