On the night of March 8, the frequent takeoffs and landings of planes were still so noisy that Wei Ran could not get a complete sleep.
Fortunately, because of the extra mosquito net, at least the mosquitoes were blocked out. In contrast, Brad slept until dawn as if he was not affected.
On the morning of the 9th, everyone from Wei Ran to Brad felt the atmosphere of an impending battle.
As they watched, truckloads of aerial bombs were transported around the bombers.
Just like the ammunition we saw and photographed yesterday, these aerial bombs are mainly M47 incendiary bombs and E46 cluster incendiary bombs.
Especially the Dumbo not far away, all the E46 cluster incendiary bombs transported around it.
It is through this small detail that Weihan has confirmed that this bomber will probably serve as a happy barbecue mission!
"There will definitely be a bombing mission tonight"
Brad said, but he had already jumped into the jeep and disappeared quickly.
Seeing this, Wei Ran didn't ask any questions. He just walked up to Dumbo with his camera, greeted him warmly, and pressed the shutter after getting permission.
"I am Victor, a freelance journalist"
Wei Ran asked while filming, "Gentlemen, would you mind introducing yourself?"
"I'm tail gunner Martin"
A young man who looked about the same age as Grant took the initiative to shake Wei Ran's hand and said bluntly, "You and your friends are welcome to ride the Dumbo."
“Thank you for your enthusiasm”
Wei Ran took the initiative to share a cigarette with the other party, "How about introducing your friends to me and then letting me take a group photo of you?"
"certainly"
Martin waved to the other four people who were carrying artillery shells, and while they were walking over, he said, "The five of us are all gunners. Steven has a cross tattoo on his arm, Robert is holding a cigar, and wearing a
The one in the toad mirror is Jerry, and the last one who keeps scratching his crotch is Dean. Remember not to shake hands with him, he has an STD."
"Wait a minute and I'll put my finger into your asshole!" Dean gave Martin the middle finger angrily.
After greeting the four of them in turn, Wei Ran motioned them to take a stance behind the bombs and asked bluntly, "Is there going to be a bombing mission soon?"
"That's how it should be"
Robert, who was holding a cigar, said before Weiran pressed the shutter, "Captain and the others have been called to receive the mission briefing."
"I haven't seen your bombardier yet" Wei Ran asked.
"His name is Ryan, and you'll have a chance to meet him."
Martin said, "Victor, how about taking some solo photos for us? I want to send them to my wife."
"Of course, it's my honor." Wei Ran happily agreed.
After hearing this, Martin immediately sat on the aerial bombs piled up on the wall and wrote on a cluster incendiary bomb with chalk, "For my wife Jennifer and our little angel Judy, for peace and justice."
Putting the chalk in his pocket, Martin sat next to the aerial bomb and showed a bright smile to Wei Ran, "Please make your shots more accurate."
"It's better to put it directly in their assholes," Steven joked as Weiran pressed the shutter.
"In addition to needing good accuracy, Mr. Tojo Sakuraji also needs a big enough asshole."
Dean said, and subconsciously scratched his own crotch, "Damn it, aren't there any clean recruiting women on this island?"
"Perhaps we can apply to Mr. Tojo Sakuraji"
As he spoke, Robert also took out a piece of chalk and wrote on a cluster incendiary bomb, "Exchange incendiary bombs for some young women without sexually transmitted diseases."
"It needs to be more beautiful," Jerry said. He also took out the chalk and added a word on the cluster incendiary bomb.
"Gentlemen"
Wei Ran took a solo photo of Steven, who was also sitting on the aerial bomb, "Can't we blow up everyone and then go home and find some clean blonde girls?"
"Oh——! Victor! You are such a genius!"
Jerry snapped his fingers, chose a new cluster incendiary bomb and wrote "Burn you to death on behalf of God! Love comes from Saipan."
"Do you want to send some blessings?" Martin waited for Wei Ran to finish taking photos of Steven and handed him a piece of red chalk.
"certainly"
Wei Ran took the chalk, thought for a moment, and wrote the words "I have an acquaintance in Tokyo" in traditional Chinese characters on a cluster incendiary bomb. Then he chose a suitable angle to mark the incendiary bomb and the people behind him.
Dumbo took a group photo.
——Even if he knew it, this photo might not stay at all.
"Is this a Chinese character?" Steven asked.
"Do you know Chinese characters?" Wei Ran looked at him in surprise.
"I don't know him, but I have a Chinese friend, a very good friend."
Steven also rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, showing off a tattoo on his arm, which is the word "hair". Behind the word, there is a quarter-sized Yao chicken pattern.
"This is the pattern my friend chose for me. He said I would become a rich man." Steven said proudly.
"What's your friend's name?"
Wei Ran asked curiously, "Is he also on Saipan?"
"His name is Luke, Luke Lu, or Luke Lu. His last name seems to have special requirements for the tone, but I can't always tell the difference."
Steven put down his sleeves to cover the tattoo, "He went to China three years ago as a pilot. I haven't heard from him since then."
As he spoke, Steven picked up the chalk and wrote the words "For Luke" in English on an aerial bomb, and then skillfully wrote the word "fa", "That bastard, my sister has always been
I was waiting for him, but he didn’t even send a letter back.”
"He will definitely come back alive."
Wei Ran sighed. He didn't know whether to sigh that the world was too big or that the world was too small.
"It's my turn!"
As he spoke, Jerry also sat next to the wall piled with aerial bombs. Then he took the chalk Robert handed him and drew a lifelike dick on a cluster incendiary bomb, and wrote next to it: "
Please open your mouth."
A solo photo was also taken of the musician. Robert also sat next to the aerial bomb and wrote on a cluster incendiary bomb, "Dropped on behalf of Sailor 1st Class Philip Hanks of the USS Arizona."
This incendiary bomb."
"That's my brother"
After Robert waited for the Guardian to take a photo of him, he said, "He served on the USS Arizona, and he happened to be on the ship the day Pearl Harbor was attacked.
Victor, no matter when you set off on the Dumbo, you must come back alive, and then help me develop the photo. I will send it to my parents, as well as my brother’s wife and children.”
"I will come back to help you develop the photos," Wei Ran promised seriously.
"My turn friends"
As Dean spoke, he actually unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down below his knees, then used a knife to cut off his own underwear and tied it to the tail of a cluster incendiary bomb.
And he, with his lower body naked, shook his ailing second brother, and stepped on the bomb with one foot.
"I never thought that one day I would click the shutter on a man's sick second brother," Wei Ran joked while looking for an angle.
"Please be sure to bring our Dumbo" Dean said with a big grin, "I want to compete with our Dumbo to see who is bigger."
"At least Dumbo is healthier than you."
Wei Ran teased the other person while slightly moving the camera angle to satisfy Dean's bad taste.
"When the war is over, I will help Dumbo introduce a busty girlfriend."
Dean said while putting on his pants, "Victor, do you want to go inside Dumbo?"
"If possible," Wei Ran said.
"Of course, you are already one of us." Martin said, having already walked under the nose of the plane, and skillfully opened the door ladder.
"Wait a moment"
As Wei Ran spoke, he put new film on the camera in his hand and casually handed the finished film to Robert.
Following Martin as he climbed into the cabin, the former enthusiastically introduced the front and passenger seats and the bomb-dropping position, as well as the positions of the wireless operator and mechanic in the back.
"Climbing over from here is our territory," Martin said, having climbed along a narrow passage to the bomb bay.
Climbing over with the other party, before Weiran could stand still, he heard Martin pointing to a saddle-shaped metal stand next to the bomb drop port and introducing, "Arthur took us to install this last night. Your aerial camera can
Fix it on top, and whoever takes pictures here must be connected to at least two safety belts."
Following the direction of the opponent's fingers and looking at the two safety belts hanging above his head, Wei Ran nodded, and followed the opponent to visit several turrets that had been removed due to mission requirements, as well as the only remaining tail turret on the B29.
“This is also a great location with great views”
Martin introduced, "Robert was originally in charge of this place. This is his private collection of Cokes and cigars. No matter you or your friends, no matter who is here, you can enjoy them on the way back."
"Thanks"
Wei Ran thanked him again, and at the same time saw Brad driving back from a distance.
"My friend is back." Wei Ran pointed outside the window.
"Ryan seems to be in his car too, let's get out."
Martin said, turning around and starting to go back, taking the gas and leaving the bomber.
Almost at the same time as they climbed down, Brad also stepped on the brakes, and jumped out one after another with a young soldier with a mohawk sitting in the passenger seat.
"It seems you all know each other"
Brad and the Mohican warrior were arm-in-arm and said, "This is my friend Victor. He is a reporter and a retired veteran who participated in the Battle of Guam. He was a medic at the time."
"Crack!"
Before Brad could say anything, the young soldier with a mohawk saluted seriously, "Sir, I am Ryan Butler, the bombardier of Dumbo!"
"Hello, Ryan."
Wei Ran had to return the military salute and then shook hands with the other party.
"As he introduced himself, he is Ryan." Brad said calmly.
"It's Honest Ryan"
Jerry corrected him with a wink, "He is a young guy who blushes and stutters when holding hands with public girlfriends in the club, but he is also the soul of Dumbo."
"That's right!"
Jerry also introduced enthusiastically and vulgarly, "Ryan's bomb-dropping skills are very good. Give him a chance, and he can really drop an aerial bomb into Mr. Tojo Sakuraji's asshole."
Whether it was because of ridicule or praise, the face of the young soldier named Ruian turned red, and he looked at a loss.
"Stop making fun of Ryan"
Brad said, and distributed several film seal tubes to everyone, "These are enough for you to have fun all night, Robert. Remember to find a clean girl for Ryan tonight."
"Is there a bombing mission?" Robert asked, taking the small gift that belonged to him.
"Maybe tonight, the captain and the others have already gone to listen to the mission briefing."
Before he finished speaking, Ryan had already climbed into the cabin and very politely invited Brad and Wei Ran to follow him.
“I still don’t feel comfortable leaving this job to two reporters.”
Ryan said, "So at least let me give you a brief training."
"Just train Victor," Brad said. "When I dropped bombs on the B17, you were still practicing skydiving."
"If you were him, I guess you don't like others saying that to you." Wei Ran reminded with a smile, while looking directly at Brad.
"Sorry, it's my fault."
Brad immediately realized something and followed Wei Ran to the driver's seat and patiently listened to Ryan's meticulous introduction and training.
"How about letting me drop the bomb for the first time?" Wei Ran asked after the simple training was over.
"You?" Brad and Ryan looked at Wei Ran in surprise.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I can't drop aerial bombs on the territory of the United States," Weiyan said with his hands spread.
"Then I'll let you come first," Brad said nonchalantly, "Help me install the aerial camera later, and I'll go to the bomb bay."
"I owe you once" Wei Ran bumped fists with the other party.
"Help me develop the negatives when I get back." Brad immediately used the favor owed to Wei Ran.
"Deal" Wei Ran bumped fists with the opponent again.
"You two, please don't get me into trouble," Ryan said slightly nervously, "I don't want to be sent to a military court."
"No way"
Brad said, "Even if there is trouble, Charles and the others will testify that it is because you suffered from acute enteritis. Don't forget, Victor used to be a medic."
"If you are willing, I can even do an appendix surgery for you before the bombing starts." Wei Ran said kindly, "This way you can..."
"You'd better let me go"
Ryan, who has the reputation of being an honest man, begged with a sad face. He really didn't want to hand over his job to two such unreliable bastards, but Brad gave him too much money.
The bombing training in the cabin had just ended, and an overcrowded jeep also drove over from a distance.
"It's Charles and the others who are back." Ryan recognized the people in the jeep at a glance, "Let's go to the tent."
Hearing this, Wei Ran and Brad looked at each other, immediately left the cabin, and walked with gunner Martin and others to the tent where they rested last night.
"Take off will begin at 5:35 this evening."
Charles, who arrived first, waited for the Weifan people to come in, and immediately said, "This bombing is different from the past. Dumbo will carry 7 short-ton cluster incendiary bombs and perform night bombing at a low altitude of 5,000 feet."
Before Charles finished speaking, the co-pilot Baker also used a pencil to draw a super-large X on the spread aeronautical map, "Pathfinder will use the M47 to draw an
Three o'clock position."
As he spoke, Baker drew a circle on the right side of X with a pen, "Brad, Victor, no matter who of you comes to experience the fun of Bombardier, Bob will remind you.
You don’t need to be too precise in your aim this time, as long as you can drop all the cluster incendiary bombs in the target airspace and ensure that no fire is visible in the bombsight before dropping them."
"If only I had such a simple request when I dropped the bomb for the first time," Ryan and Brad said almost in unison.
"I will complete the mission well," Weiran promised with a smile, "I will not waste any aerial bombs."
"Let's talk about our troubles next."
Charles said, "First of all, at a height of 5,000 feet, we will definitely encounter heavy mortar attacks. Baker and I will do our best to avoid the artillery fire, and leave the rest to God."
"At this height, the nuclear fighter jets might bite us, but we can only have tail turrets this time, and I'm not sure Brad can deal with the enemy planes that might bite us," Baker continued.
"I'm on the plane too" Brad's simple words dispelled most of his worries.
"The third question, we are doing a single bombing this time"
Charles continued, "So Victor, we dropped the bombs quickly. After the bombing was completed, we immediately left Tokyo Airlines and returned."
"If there is an accident on our plane, there will be submarines waiting for us in the surrounding waters." Baker said, "Even so, everyone should carry a pistol."
"Just say what you want to say."
Charles stood up and said, "Friends, it's time for us to send the bomb in."
"Damba!"
All the crew members shouted in unison.
"Someone didn't join us," Charles reminded with a smile.
"Damba!"
This time, everyone including Weiran and Brad joined the cheering ranks.
After the simple "sacrifice ceremony", everyone ran towards the bomber not far away. With the cameras raised by Weiyan and Brad again and again, they busily and orderly placed 40 E46 cluster incendiary bombs with warm blessings written on them.
Sent into the belly of the bomber.
"Charles, can you give us two safety pull-tab streamers?" Brad asked after everyone finished their work, "We want to keep them as souvenirs."
"certainly"
Charles generously handed two safety pin pull-tab ribbons to Weiyan and Brad respectively.
"Then let's take a group photo of the Dumbo crew?" Weiyan said while putting away the streamer.
"This is a request that cannot be refused"
Charles happily agreed and asked the crew members to stand in two rows on the side of Dumbo, allowing Weiyan and Brad to take a group photo for them.
"I'll take another picture of you before we leave," Brad said, putting away the camera, "to prove that Ryan got on the plane."
"I can see that you often do this kind of thing." Baker joked with a smile.
"After all, we are flying bombers. Whether B17 or B29, they have plenty of space in the cabin, right?"
As Brad spoke, he had already called on the Wenyan to help lift the heavy aerial camera off the jeep, and then installed it on the bracket of the bomb bay with the help of the gunners acting as ground crew.
When everything was ready, Brad took Weiran into a jeep and temporarily left Dumbo, hiding in a tent on the edge of the airport.
"I just stopped by to get some lunch."
Brad said as he took out two lunch boxes and two bottles of Coke buried in ice bags from the jeep.
"If you are worried about the failure of the bombing, you can let me go first." Brad said kindly.
"I'll do it"
As Wei Ran spoke, he put a piece of meat pie into his mouth that was still fresh and tasted pretty good. While chewing it, he muttered vaguely in Chinese that Brad couldn't understand.
"I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
"What did you say?" Brad looked blankly at Wei Ran, who had a good appetite.
"I said, it would be nice if I had some hot sauce."
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of hot sauce from the flight suit he brought, unscrewed it, and poured a dollop of red Tabasco hot sauce on the steak.
"Give me some too!" Brad stretched out his dinner plate with great interest.
“BBQ and hot sauce are a perfect match”
Wei Ran poured the other party a dollop of red hot sauce and muttered something in his native language again.
Unfortunately, and fortunately, Brad, who doesn't understand Chinese, couldn't hear the expectation and madness in his words, as well as...the undisguised murderous intention.