This heavy rain is not only raging in Zhongtiao Mountain, but also in most areas of Shanxi, including Liantai County.
Not only was Shigesaburo Miyazaki worried about the heavy rain, but Huang Huaimin, who was hundreds of kilometers away, was also worried when he saw the neatly arranged B-25 bombers on the runway.
Looking at the heavy rain pouring down from the sky like water from the Milky Way, Huang Huaimin's eyes were solemn and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Footsteps came from behind, and a voice rang out: "Sir, Airport Nos. 1, 2, and 3 are reporting that all bombs have been prepared. Do you want to start loading bombs for the plane?"
Huang Huaimin did not answer, but asked: "Consultant Huang, do you think this rain will stop tomorrow?"
The staff officer standing behind him smiled bitterly: "Only God knows this."
Huang Huaimin sighed softly: "Look, it's raining so hard now, and it's also mixed with thunder and lightning. You know, our bombers and planes are all made of iron. If they are accidentally hit by lightning after loading ammunition, it will be a lot of fun."
That’s big.”
Staff Officer Huang was also silent. Take the B-25 Mitchell bomber as an example. When fully loaded, it can carry 1,361 kilograms (3,000 pounds) of bombs. If it is struck by lightning, there is no doubt that the entire bomber and the aircraft will be destroyed.
The ammunition will be exploded.
This will inevitably cause a chain reaction with other fully loaded bombers at the airport. If dozens of B-25s are all bombed at the airport, no one can afford this responsibility.
Some people may say, won't you wait until the rain stops before reloading?
But the problem is that loading takes time. The bomb load of a B-25 is 1.36 tons. Plus fuel, machine gun bullets and other things, it takes four ground crew members an hour to complete.
The bombers at the airport need to be loaded with at least a hundred aircraft, including fighter planes. With so many aircraft needing to be refueled and loaded with bombs, there is no time to prepare in one night, and there is no way to wait until the rain stops.
Huang Huaimin raised his head and looked at the bright night sky and the pouring rain. He gritted his teeth and turned around and said: "Commander Huang, pass my order. Everyone should move to me immediately and load all the planes immediately!"
Staff Officer Huang was startled and hesitantly asked again: "Sir, what about the weather?"
"What's going on with the weather? Why don't we stop fighting if it rains a little?" Huang Huaimin glared, "Go right away... Just say it's my order, and I'll be responsible for anything that happens. Even if you want to behead, you'll still kill me, listen.
do you understand?"
Staff Officer Huang was startled by Huang Huaimin's words, and quickly saluted and ran away.
"Bump...bang bang..."
Following Huang Huaimin's order, large searchlights suddenly turned on in the originally dark airport, and all roadside lights were turned on. For a time, the entire airport was as bright as day, and the lights shone on the pouring rain and rain.
The reflection of the water on the ground almost makes it hard to open your eyes.
Subsequently, the closed warehouse doors were pushed open, and ammunition trucks drove out of the warehouse. Countless ground crews ran out pulling the ammunition trucks. They shouted neat chants and began to load ammunition for the bombers.
, although the heavy rain drenched everyone to death, no one cared. They had only one purpose, which was to load all the planes with ammunition before dawn.
The long dark night has passed, and the sun that has lasted an extra night finally revealed a trace of orange light on the eastern peaks, and the heavy rain that has been raging all night has stopped.
Huang Huaimin, who had been up all night, showed no signs of fatigue. Although his eyes were bloodshot, he still looked energetic.
In a tent at the airport, hundreds of pilots and crew members were all present.
Although the tent was large, it still seemed extremely crowded due to the large number of people. Since Huang Huaimin hadn't arrived yet, most of the pilots were still chatting with each other, making the scene very noisy.
"Sir, all pilots have been assembled and are waiting for your instructions!"
"Sir is here!"
As the duty officer roared, the tent immediately became quiet. All the officers and pilots stood up as usual. Because it was too crowded, someone knocked over a bench and hit the ground with a bang. But at this time
No one bent down to help.
The first person to step into the tent was Staff Officer Huang. He frowned slightly when he heard the bench fall to the ground. Huang Huaimin who came in next was unfazed. He didn't care about such a trivial matter at all. At this time, his mind was full of flight missions.
"Everyone, as the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to build an army but only a short time to use it. Our flying brigade has been training hard for so long, and today is the time to test the results.
Yesterday evening, Chief Gao sent a telegram, ordering all of us to mobilize to launch an air attack on the Japanese troops who were reinforcing Yangping Town, and to give those beasts a taste of the power of our bombs. Are you confident in completing the mission?"
"Fight to the death for the country...Fight to the death..."
Hundreds of neatly dressed pilots and crew members roared in unison, and the business rushed out of the tent and into the sky.
"very good!"
Huang Huaimin glanced at everyone and said calmly: "Your respective commanders must have finished explaining your tasks last night, so I won't say more.
Today's mission seems simple but is not simple, because we don't know how many planes the Japanese army will dispatch to intercept us.
But what is certain is that the Third Flying Group of the Japs will never watch our planes bombing their ground troops. They will definitely intercept them with all their might. I have only one request. After all the bombs are still empty, everyone will give up.
Can you come back safely?"
There was silence in the tent, and I don't know who sang first, "...I am about to leave, so let the wine glasses clink lightly, and let me hold your hand again, your white hand."
Farewell, my sweetheart, farewell, my sweetheart, farewell, take good care of it. We are going to conquer, we are going to conquer, we are going to conquer the Kingdom of Sakura, the Kingdom of Sakura..."
At first it was just one person singing, but soon it became a chorus.
The pilots pushed open their tents, lined up and sang songs, and walked in the direction of their favorite planes. In front of them was the sun that had just jumped out of the mountain. Its red light was shining on these pilots and all of them.
It seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light.
Huang Huaimin was the last one to come out. He stood and ran to the side, looking at these brave and fearless young men, with firm faces and something crystal clear in his eyes.
This was the first large-scale dispatch of the Rendai Flying Group since its establishment. They were going hundreds of kilometers away to bomb the 100,000 elite Japanese Army. Although their life or death was uncertain, they did not look back.