For anti-aircraft guns, 6000 meters is a hurdle.
Unless it is a large-caliber anti-aircraft gun, ordinary anti-aircraft guns cannot reach aircraft flying above 6,000.
When setting up an anti-aircraft battery a few days ago, Gao Hongming also thought about purchasing the Bofors L/70 40mm anti-aircraft gun, but he looked at the data and found that this anti-aircraft gun has a shooting height of only three thousand meters and can only deal with
It was a medium- and low-altitude target, so after much thought, he set his sights on the German-made 88mm anti-aircraft gun.
Of course, some people may say why not buy both types of anti-aircraft guns, so that they can take care of both high, high and low altitudes.
But the biggest problem now is that even if you buy an anti-aircraft gun, it will be useless without enough gunners to operate it. You can't just buy it as a decoration.
Moreover, the 88 anti-aircraft gun was the most successful artillery piece developed by Germany in another time and space.
This anti-aircraft gun destroyed at least 6,400 British and American aircraft during World War II, as well as 24,000 aircraft from other countries.
As an anti-aircraft artillery, it has unparalleled anti-tank capabilities and can be called a terrifying existence, so German gunners also gave it a vivid nickname, anti-all gun.
Now this artillery that has become a nightmare for the British and American coalition forces is "saying hello" to its Axis allies in the sky.
"Boom...boom..."
When the 88mm anti-aircraft gun showed its ferocious fangs, the Japanese army's nightmare began.
Thanks to the firing rate of 22 to 25 rounds per minute, in less than a minute, the eight 88mm anti-aircraft guns of the air defense company tilted hundreds of rounds towards the sky. This is because the air defense company had just fired
Established, the gunner's proficiency is too low, otherwise this number could be doubled.
The consequences of nearly a hundred shells exploding in the fleet were catastrophic.
The Japanese planes were caught off guard. In less than a minute, two twelve Type 97 heavy explosive aircraft and a Type 1 fighter jet emitted thick smoke and somersaulted amidst a burst of strange screams.
It crashed into the ground, and the Type 1 fighter among them disintegrated into pieces in mid-air.
"Kamii-kun... Ohno-kun..."
Looking at the fighter planes falling and exploding in mid-air with black smoke, Ryoichi Yama felt his heart bleed.
As a bomber developed in the late 1930s, the Type 97 heavy bomber quickly became the main bomber of the Japanese Army Air Forces with a range of 2,500 and a bomb load of 1,000 kilograms.
In last year's Battle of Nomonhan, this bomber also played a great role, but now this aircraft worth 120,000 yen lost two in less than a minute, with a plane in between.
Got into a Type 1 fighter jet worth 50,000 yen.
This is not the most important thing. What makes Ryoichi Yamama feel most distressed is that not one of the fifteen crew members in the three fighter planes was able to escape.
You know, these are not Army Red Deer that can be recruited with two cents of stamps, but outstanding personnel of the Army Aviation who have received at least several years of training.
Ryoichi Yamayama, who was already blinded by anger, gave the order to attack without thinking.
"All units obey my order. Bombers will give priority to bombing air defense positions on the ground, and fighter jets will be responsible for covering. Those Chinese who dare to provoke the Japanese Empire must be sent to hell."
"Hi!"
Under the order of Ryoichi Yamayama, the remaining ten bombers and five fighter jets rushed towards the air defense company on the road...
Standing behind an 88 anti-aircraft gun emplacement, Hu Dahai held up a telescope in his right hand and a tin trumpet in his left hand, constantly directing the emplacement to adjust the muzzle.
"Attention...the Japanese plane is coming towards us, altitude 2800, six o'clock direction...firing!"
"Boom...boom..."
There were several consecutive rounds of salvo fire, and the 88mm anti-aircraft guns continued to pour out tongues of fire, accompanied by thick smoke floating in the sky. However, this time the air defense company was not very lucky, because the Japanese bombers had been dispersed widely.
The skin of the machine was not even scratched.
"You are all damn dead, you didn't even hit me at such a close range."
Gao Hongming, who was watching the battle on the side, rushed over and yelled at Hu Dahai: "Hu Dahai, what do you do as an air defense company commander? Look at what kind of artillery your soldiers are shooting. The women in Xiaocao Village are all moving.
Faster than you.
Didn't you have breakfast this morning? Let me tell you, if you can't fire 20 rounds of artillery shells in one minute, you, the company commander, should stop doing this and go to my medical team to clean the toilets for those nurses."
When Hu Dahai, a man in his thirties from the northwest, heard this, his face turned red. He roared, rushed to the back, kicked a loader in the butt and roared.
"What the hell are you doing? Didn't you hear what the commander said? If you can't ring 20 times a minute, you all have to follow me to the health team to clean the toilets!"
The gunners became anxious when they heard this. They were all seven-foot-tall men. Who could bear this grievance?
A loader took off his shirt, rushed to the back, picked up a high-explosive bomb and stuffed it into the barrel of the gun. He closed the breech with his right hand and shouted at the same time: "One shot!"
Immediately afterwards, the gunner made a slight adjustment and shouted: "Ready...fire!"
"Boom...boom..."
Under the scoldings of the officers, the gunners also became fierce. All the loaders took turns to go into battle. One by one, the 20-pound cannonballs were stuffed into the barrel and fired.
The 88mm anti-aircraft gun is organized by 12 people (some say it is organized by 9 people), and the loader alone is 6 people.
Yes, you read that right. It is precisely because there are six loaders that this gun has a terrifying rate of fire of up to 25 rounds per minute.
Under the loader's desperate loading, eight 88mm anti-aircraft guns fired a barrage of death in the sky.
Although the Japanese planes tried their best to avoid it, one of them was soon hit.
The two Type 97 heavy explosive aircraft that were diving towards the ground rushed towards the ground with thick smoke, and finally the one ton of explosives carried by the aircraft turned into flames soaring into the sky.
"Ono... what on earth are you doing? Why don't you open a waterway? Didn't you see that I lost two more planes? If you continue to be so afraid of death and war, I will accuse you to His Excellency Fujino Osaka when you go back."
Captain Ono Junsheng, the captain of the escort squadron, was scolded so much. In addition, the Type-1 fighter that was shot down just now happened to be his wingman. He was so angry that he yelled into the communicator: "First Squadron
From left to right, the second team attacked the China air defense positions from right to left, making sure to open up a channel for the bombers."
"clear!"
The voices of the other four pilots came from the headset at the same time.
Soon, with a roar, five Type 1 fighters pounced towards the air defense company on the road...