Chapter 101: A Thousand Pilots and Scooping French Fries
Time back an hour and a half ago, Taiyuan Chengbei Airport.
This is the first airport built by the egg dancers in Shanxi, and originally there was only a simple one-way dirt runway, which was used by the Jin Suijun to train its own air force.
At the end of November, in consideration of the increasing number of fighters and the frequency of high-intensity missions, the headquarters simply dispatched a professional engineering team to expand the northern part of the city into a cement runway permanent airport.
And the Second Air Division is seated here.
"The Wang team, the Fang team, Mr. Lin telegraphed, the front line asked us to arrive at the battlefield in half an hour."
Hearing this, Fang Ziyi looked at his watch and said with some surprise:
"The enemy's speed is quite fast, dozens of minutes earlier than I expected. Immediately call back to the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region, saying that the Second Air Division will guarantee the completion of the task. ”
After the correspondent left, the first local ace pilot of the Eighth Route Army raised his eyebrows and sent a challenge application to Captain Wang Hai, who was also a teacher and friend.
"Team Wang, since the establishment of the Second Division, we haven't been on a mission together for a while. Why don't you compete today to see who is more efficient in attack? ”
"According to intelligence, there are still quite a few armored units left in the cavalry group, and there are even one or two hidden 105 heavy artillery positions, which is barely a good sandbag."
"Well, are you interested in having a game?"
Although this operation is mainly a mission to bomb the ground. However, in consideration of safety issues, the 1st Air Division still sent part of the crew to escort the escort.
After all, the North China Front still has some fighters, and it can't be too dismissive of devils.
Since there were many novices in this group of fighters, and there were even a few rookies who were on the battlefield for the first time, Captain Wang Hai decided to lead the team himself after thinking about it.
They came to the station of the brother troops in advance, and when they received the order, they would take off and rush to the battlefield together.
In the face of the sudden challenge, the Wang team took it without the slightest hesitation.
"Okay, if the enemy plane doesn't show up, let's have a competition, and I'll personally check your current level."
"The old rule, the artillery positions of the cavalry group are left to you. To be fair, my bombs will be used to blow up the enemy's infantry. As for the final result, it is decided by the number of tanks and armored vehicles destroyed by each side. ”
"Fighting machine guns and rockets are your strengths, no problem."
As soon as these words came out, Fang Ziyi immediately showed an excited expression. Although he was already the commander of a divisional unit, he was essentially only a young man of twenty-four years old.
There are not many opportunities to compete with my own teacher, and now my heart is naturally full of excitement and anticipation.
As for the question of whether rockets and machine guns can explode the Ninety-Seven Type Zhongtan, it is completely beyond the scope of the two of them's thinking.
After all, even a 20 mm Western gun has a penetration depth of 26 mm after replacing it with a ground-piercing armor chain.
If the angle is right or the luck is against the sky, you can even directly penetrate the 25 mm frontal armor of the 97-style mid-tank, and the relatively thin sides and top are not difficult.
In a sense, fighters equipped with Sispano's cannons are really not much different from Cannon Bird and Il-2 on the Asian battlefield, which is the advantage of the regional matchmaking mechanism.
As for leaving the artillery position in a square wing, this has become an unspoken tacit understanding between the master and apprentice.
There's no way, who made the industrial strength of the book more stretched, and the 105 mm barrel cannon is only equipped at the division level. To achieve the achievement of destroying one hundred and fifty artillery positions, it is necessary to give way to points inside.
Hey, this damn desire to win.
After a while, Fang Ziyi waved his fist and said excitedly:
"Okay, it's a deal!"
"Today I'm going to show my comrades what it means to fish for french fries!"
Hearing the word french fries, Captain Wang Hai shook his head helplessly.
During World War II, the Japanese army ranks, the logo below warrant officer is really similar to the icon of the battlefield five miles, and it can barely be regarded as a kind of French fries.
But even so, suddenly hearing this kind of word that does not belong to the current era still makes the Wang team a little nervous.
After a moment, he pretended to be serious and said:
"You're always able to give me something new. In the future, learn less from Director Huang about those messy things, and it is better to bring more recruits with that kung fu! ”
"Besides, have you ever eaten fries! Kill the enemy, don't bring the new recruits! ”
"Okay!"
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While talking, the master and apprentice had already arrived at the predetermined meeting place. Looking at the faces in front of him who were only 20 years old on average, Fang Ziyi showed a heartfelt smile.
A year ago, he and his comrades had just returned from the border to the border district. More than 50 of them officially opened the air force for the troops.
Just as Fang Ziyi was full of emotion in his heart, the Wang team on the side patted him on the shoulder, and then pointed to the podium in front of him and said:
"Go ahead, you will preside over today's pledge mobilization meeting. Phrase it well, stimulate the fighting spirit of the comrades, and by the way, remove the tension and fear in the hearts of the recruits. ”
With the encouragement of his own teacher, the youngest division-level cadre in the current Eighth Route Army stepped forward and said slowly to his comrades.
"I know that many of you are piloting a fighter plane to kill the enemy for the first time, and you will be more or less nervous and uneasy in your heart, and I understand your current state."
"Actually, a year ago, I wasn't even as good as you."
"On the day we first set off from the border, our group was still worried about whether there were planes in the border area. Where to get fuel, whether there is enough ammunition, this is a question that we have been discussing on the road. ”
"In the air battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, if there was no desperate cover of the wingman, I would even die in the first battle."
Speaking of this, some comrades from the border aviation school couldn't help laughing. In this cheerful atmosphere, the recruits also relaxed a lot.
When I think about it, it's like a lifetime away.
At the beginning, even if you count a few combat heroes, there were less than 60 people in the entire Eighth Route Army Air Force, including the ground crew and maintenance technicians.
However, in last month's all-army statistics, the number of full-time pilots with combat qualifications was approaching 600, and they could take off more than 500 planes at a time.
If you count the senior cadets of the border aviation school, the number has reached 1,000.
Among them, there are also seventeen ace pilots.
According to the words of the Yellow River, the current Eighth Route Army has officially entered the stage of equipment and others. More than the book.,It's only a matter of the next year.。
Calculating the time, from the official establishment of the army to the present, it will only take one year to complete the battle.
Maybe compared with Desan, pasta, notebook, hairy bear, Obiying, and ugly country, this cultivation speed is nothing, and it's even a little slow.
However, the above-mentioned countries either had civilian pilot training programs before the war, and they were able to quickly select a large number of people with a basic flying foundation when the war broke out.
Either there are professional aviation schools and institutions that have long been trained through early accumulation.
Of course, there is also a relatively evil system such as the British, which can mobilize most of the Commonwealth at a critical juncture and quickly train tens of thousands of pilots in Canada.
But what does the Eighth Route Army have?
To put it mildly, the Eighth Route Army has no foundation at all. Except for a small number of elites who were arranged by their superiors to study in advance, there are only those who seem to be unable to sweep the blindness.
Being able to train a thousand pilots in a year is a feat!
After all, looking at the Republic of China in 1941, excluding the entire united front of the TG, it is unknown whether a thousand full-fledged pilots with combat effectiveness can be made.
Of course, we can't just see the brilliance on the surface, and we can't ignore and forget the conviction behind it.
In the hands of the Army Morale Wizard and the Deputy Commander-in-Chief, each has a list of comrades who have died in the past year. Those dense names are the price.
The training of pilots is far more difficult than that of ordinary armies.
Infantry, in training, may suffer all sorts of wounds. But as long as he didn't die by himself, there was almost no danger to his life.
Even if the armored corps with high difficulty drove the cicada tank into a ditch during training, it was difficult to cause casualties, and most of them were broken bones or something.
Can Air Force.
As long as there is an accident among the students, it means that one foot has stepped into the ghost gate.
In the middle of World War II, ejection seats were still in their infancy. And if the comrades want to parachute while flying a British fighter, they first have to jump out of the cockpit themselves.
This is not a simple technical move, and many students do not even grasp the correct time to practice skydiving.
Just take a look at the flight cadets in the Commonwealth and you can see that the school's various trainers combined have an average of one major accident every 900 flight hours.
In the year from October 1942 to 1943 alone, 6,000 people died at flight schools.
Therefore, it is definitely a feat that the Eighth Route Army can train nearly 1,000 pilots with a solid foundation within a year with the minimum number of casualties.
This number will increase exponentially in the future.
What's more, the comrades not only learned the driving skills, but also learned the disciplines and technologies related to the aircraft. They are still young, and their learning ability has not yet reached the limit.
Even at the end of the war, the Eighth Route Army's air force mastered the technology of jet fighters, and they could learn to get up to speed quickly.
Seeing the happy soldiers in the audience, Fang Ziyi cleared his eyes and continued:
"What I want to say is that there is no need to be afraid, and there is no need to be upset."
"For the 1st division of the escort, our aircraft are more advanced, and we have more of them. Even if there is a gap in technology, it will be difficult for the devils to shoot down the Spitfire. ”
"Comrades of the 2nd Division, there is only one thing you need to think about, and that is how to snatch a piece of meat from the mouths of your teammates. As for anti-aircraft guns? ”
Speaking of this, Fang Ziyi pretended to pause, and then leaned his ears towards the crowd.
"Twist it and dodge! The little devil's army field air defense system, the Bodhisattva Navy of Desan shook his head when he saw it. ”
"Hahaha!"
The chorus shouts of the veterans of the 2nd Air Division completely cleared the hearts of the recruits. However, there was one person with a black face at the scene, and that was Captain Wang Hai.
"Go, go, don't make a fuss. Something twisted and hidden, don't listen to your captain's nonsense. ”
"If the escort crew encounters a hard head, they must call their nearby comrades. If you encounter force majeure, you can evacuate the battlefield first with my approval. ”
"Second Division, I know that the vast majority of you are elites. It is true that the field air defense of the North China Front is very ordinary, but you absolutely must not develop the habit of underestimating the enemy. ”
"In the future, we will face the Kwantung Army, and some comrades may have to go on ships in the future to face the combined fleet, and the task of bombing the mainland of the book is also yours. If you don't face the enemy squarely, sooner or later something will happen. ”
Obviously, the words of the old captain were very useful.
The warriors no longer underestimated the enemy, and one by one they secretly made up their minds in their hearts. Even our North China Eagle lowered its head a little embarrassed.
After a while, Captain Wang Hai looked at his watch, and then ordered everyone: "Go!" This battle! We reclaim North China! ”
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Half an hour later, ninety-three Typhoon fighters rose into the air one after another. The obvious palatal air intake perfectly illustrates what is called rugged aesthetics.
Around the close support aircraft, were twenty-four elegant Spitfires.
It is said that it is an escort, but in fact, the task of these fighters is very easy, just to let the possible Japanese army aviation not disturb the fraternal troops to lick the ground.
After all, with the performance of the Typhoon and the technology of the 2nd Air Division, it is completely possible to deal with the Type 97, Type 1 Fighting Falcon, and Type 2 Battle Zhong Kui while bombing the cavalry group.
As for the reason for the early action, it is also very simple, although the Chengbei Airport is only more than 180 kilometers away from the left flank battlefield in Dai County, and it can be flown in about 20 minutes.
But at night, it is not easy to dispatch and take off hundreds of fighters at one time, not to mention that flying in the early morning is much more difficult than during the day.
Fortunately, the headquarters and the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region had already made preparations and temporarily erected a large number of beacons between Taiyuan and Xinkou. As long as you follow the light, you will never get lost or deviate. (End of chapter)