Hearing Gao Hongming said he wanted to take revenge and go back, the officers looked at each other, and Li Changan immediately stood up excitedly, "Commander, tell me, where are we going to attack this time? Our armored battalion will be the first to charge!"
The commander of the fifth battalion, Yan Xiaofu, also had his eyes shining: "Commander, if you ask me, since Yoshio Shinozuka, an old devil, is so ignorant of praise, we might as well go straight to Taiyuan and take over the lair of the First Army. Let's see what he does.
manage?"
"Yes... let's run outside Taiyuan City this time and let the Thirty-sixth Division stationed in Taiyuan have a taste of poison gas bombs."
Seeing these people's beaming faces, Gao Hongming's voice rang out: "Shut up, everyone!"
Following Gao Hongming's scolding, everyone immediately stopped talking.
"Look at what you all look like. Do you really think that the Thirty-sixth Division is made of clay and can be flattened and rounded by you? Just with less than 10,000 troops, we can attack a place garrisoned by tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers.
Taiyuan, what do you think? Are your brains wet?"
The more Gao Hongming talked, the angrier he became. Did he indulge these bastards so much that he even talked about using a regiment to attack Taiyuan? It seemed that he had to beat these guys often, otherwise he would suffer big losses sooner or later.
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"Think about it carefully with your elm heads. Although gas bombs are powerful, they are not invincible. Their use requires certain conditions. And you must remember that we are now standing on the land of China.
It is our own land.
Frequent use of poison gas will have a great impact on the land and surrounding environment, and it is more likely to accidentally injure innocent people. You don’t want to be scolded in the spine by future generations, right?"
After being scolded by Gao Hongming, the officers finally came to their senses. Yan Xiaofu said sarcastically: "Commander, I just said it casually on a whim. Don't be angry."
"Say it smoothly."
Gao Hongming snorted lightly, ignored this guy who spoke unabashedly, and continued: "Don't think that as soon as I said revenge, I sent out the entire regiment to attack the Japs. You also don't think about it, this time the Japs are plotting against us.
, did they dispatch large forces?
Since the Japs can use planes to sneak attack on us, why can’t we sneak back with a sneak attack?"
"By airplane?"
"Sneak attack back?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then all looked at Huang Huaimin, the captain of the flying brigade.
Huang Huaimin became anxious when he heard this: "Commander, the students in the flying brigade have only completed basic flying, and they haven't even figured out the formation. Now letting them fly planes to bomb the Japanese army is asking them to die, and we don't know how to do it now."
There are no specialized bombers equipped!”
Looking at Huang Huaimin, whose face was red with anxiety, Gao Hongming stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling him to calm down.
He smiled slightly: "Huaimin, don't worry. Don't worry, I feel more sorry for those pilots than you do, and I won't let them die."
After hearing this, Huang Huaimin breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The group..."
"Wait a minute and listen to me first."
Gao Hongming continued: "I remember you started practicing night flying subjects a few days ago, right?"
"Yes... but flying at night is too difficult. For the time being, we can only manage to take off and land. As for subjects such as formation flying at night or combat bombing, we have not learned at all."
"Of course I know that."
Gao Hongming didn't mean to blame him. In this era before airborne radar, almost all aircraft flew during the day, and there were very few aircraft specifically used for night operations.
But for Gao Hongming, this is nothing. The Wave 2 trainer aircraft originally had an improved light night bomber. The difference between it and the basic model is that it is equipped with an engine silencer and a 12.7 mm machine gun, and it can also carry
300kg bombs are used to bomb ground targets.
"Huai Min, I have an idea. I will talk to you in detail later. Now I will assign you the tasks of each unit in the next period of time..."
In the following days, Gao Hongming was busy leading the troops to rebuild the camp and re-arranged the surrounding security posts. Several radar stations were also built in places dozens of kilometers away from Liantai County.
Time passed slowly for more than ten days. Since that time, Japanese planes have never come again. It seems that the last bombing was just an accidental operation. This also made the nervous Hu Dahai feel relieved and a little regretful.
Since the last time he was scolded by Gao Hongming in front of all the officers, Hu Dahai also held back his anger and immediately deployed five or six additional observation points and moved the location of the observation points forward by 20
Many kilometers.
After being nervous for more than ten days, the Japanese plane never came again, which made Hu Dahai, who wanted revenge, very depressed.
"Airplanes make war so terrible, I believe that any country will be cautious about war." This is what Orville Wright said to reporters after the end of the European War.
But what Orville Wright didn't expect was that in just twenty years, aircraft technology had developed rapidly, and aircraft had changed from wooden to all-metal, with various advanced destroyers, bombers, seaplanes, etc.
As the weapons continue to emerge, the weapons on the aircraft have become more advanced, and the number of bombs loaded on the aircraft has become more and more.
On the lawn next to the runway of Airport 1
Huang Kebiao is conducting collaborative training with a group of student pilots using a palm-sized aircraft model, which is essential for flight training. The purpose is similar to when we go on a trip, we must first envision the direction we are going out at home and where to turn.
Where to turn around? Pilots have many actions in the air that they must anticipate and coordinate well to avoid deviations in the sky.
"Hello, sir!"
At this moment, Huang Huaimin wearing sunglasses came over. Huang Kebiao and a group of pilots quickly stood up and saluted.
After several months of training, the student pilots' feelings for Huang Huaimin gradually changed from awe and fear to admiration and admiration.
It was Huang Huaimin and the Japanese instructor Akihisa Harada who taught them how to read gauges, how to use switches, how to operate flaps and rudders, how to take off and land, how to stay level, how to turn, and how high and fast they can fly.
, and the most useless things to a pilot, such as the altitude above, the runway behind, or the gasoline at the airport. Whenever they make a mistake or hesitate, Huang Huaimin and Harada Akihisa will scold them.
I remember that half a month ago, Huang Huaimin personally took Professor Huang Kebiao to the sky and taught him how to use the radio compass on Wave 2 when flying at night, how to return to the base, how to contact other bases and ground contact points, and how to use the instrument to help
After getting off the wheel and waiting, Huang Huaimin and Huang Kebiao flew several times according to the procedures, and suddenly said "I'm sleepy, please take us back to the base" about a few kilometers away from the airport! Let me remind you, the aircraft fuel is only
Enough to last for forty minutes!" Then he leaned back in his seat and really fell asleep.
Although there are stars in the sky and the moon is bright, there are mountains everywhere on the ground, and there is a big difference between night and day. This has become Huang Kebiao's biggest difficulty.
At that time, Huang Kebiao was almost frozen by the cold wind in the sky. After flying for more than 20 minutes, he felt disoriented and at a loss.
At this time, when Huang Huaimin opened his eyes, he just said coldly, "Aren't you at the airport yet? Now you can either take me back to the airport, or I will eliminate you." At that time, Huang Huaimin felt that this was something he had never heard in his life.
The most callous words.
In the end, Huang Kebiao, who was forced to do nothing, gritted his teeth and lowered the Wave 2 to a height of less than 100 meters above the ground, flying almost close to the ground, and finally found the airport when the fuel was almost exhausted.
When he parked the plane on the runway, his hand holding the control column was so cold that he could barely feel it.
Looking at the dozens of pilots standing in front of him, Huang Huaimin stared at them with sharp eyes and said loudly: "Rookies, the order from above has come down. Tonight... no... tomorrow morning will be the time for you to get rid of the title of rookie.
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You will fly a Bo-2 plane loaded with bombs to conduct a bombing on the Japanese airport.
Half a month ago, the leader once told me that I can go where the enemy can go! Since the Japanese planes can bomb us, so can we. Although our planes are still relatively backward compared to the Japanese, we can still go there.
This is not a reason for us to be afraid of war, so tell me now, are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid...don't be afraid!"
"Don't be afraid...we are not afraid!"
Huang Huaimin stared at them fiercely, "I remember when I was a student at the Central Aviation School, our principal asked us to recite the school motto first. Our school motto is also very simple: our bodies, aircraft and bombs should be used against enemy warships.
perish together.
Ten years have passed, and most of my classmates, comrades and officers have died for their country. Martyrs such as Commander Gao Zhihang, Liu Cuigang, Li Guidan, and Le Yiqin are now looking at us in the sky. They are looking forward to us flying fighter planes.
Teach those Japanese invaders a harsh lesson.
Now... my request to you is still the same. You have only one mission this time, and that is to throw all the bombs you carry on the heads of the little devils! Avenge our compatriots who died as martyrs!"
"Revenge, revenge!"
The faces of the students all turned red, and each one shouted at the top of his lungs...
January 1, 1941, 1:20 a.m.
Huang Kebiao, who had put on his flight suit and packed his luggage, and Xue Shaogong, another pilot in the same dormitory, looked at each other and then hugged each other.
"Brothers... meet at the Martyrs' Shrine!"
The two young students let go of each other and told each other that tonight was their first mission, and it would probably be their last.
They all knew that this was the first battle for the young air force of the Flying Group. They could not afford to lose. It was either death or victory. There was no third way.