Chapter 503 Surprise Attack on Xuzhou (Part 2) Two in One
Supported by more than a dozen soldiers, Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu sat on a platform set up at the Xuzhou Railway Station. In front of him were a teapot and a teacup, as well as a bottle of sake and a plate of pastries as a temporary snack.
Of course, this is his prerogative as the division commander. Other ordinary soldiers cannot enjoy this kind of benefits. I didn’t see the hundreds of soldiers in the train station all lining up on the platform with lunch boxes.
Did the team bring rice balls and clear soup?
He took a sip of sake, and a light and slightly sweet taste came to his tongue. Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu couldn't help but close his eyes, smack his lips, and nodded with satisfaction. To be honest, he sat down for a while.
The three-week train ride really exhausted him. Although as a division commander, he naturally didn’t have to ride in those stuffy tank cars with no ventilation like ordinary soldiers and low-level officers, the train conditions these days were just like that. His conditions
It's not much better. Even the conditions in the passenger compartment are not much better. After sitting on the train for a week, even my iron-clad body was almost shaken to the point of shaking.
Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu lightly tapped his lower back, and a sore and numb feeling instantly spread to his mind.
"Sigh... After all, I am over forty years old. I am not as good as when I was young, but I am still good in other aspects. The two North Korean comfort women that Mr. Kuroiwa gave me last time were really good, little one.
It's small and cute, very gentle. It's a pity that I have to go to the border to fight, so I sent it back before leaving. It's such a pity. But when we get to Nanjing, we must find two more with Heiyan-kun. I heard that China
The women in Nanjing are very beautiful." Thinking of this, Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu's heart started to get hot again.
Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu looked at the sky. It was already three o'clock in the morning. It was getting late and it was time to continue on the road. He picked up the cakes on the table and ate them. After eating, he drank the remaining half bottle of sake on the table.
After drinking it all, he waved his hand and shouted to the guard behind him: "It's getting late, you should go get something to eat, otherwise the train will leave."
"Hai, thank you General!"
The guards behind him had also been hungry for a long time. As soon as they bowed, they turned around and went to the platform to eat.
Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu stood up and was just about to get into the carriage to sleep for a while, when suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the sky.
"You bastards like the Army Airlines, how come there are so many planes on missions so early in the morning and the noise is so loud?" Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu was impatient and cursed loudly.
But soon Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu felt a little nervous. He immediately realized that the flying altitude of these planes was really too low. Is there an airport near the train station?
Although there were some doubts in his heart, Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu quickly shook his head. This is Xuzhou. It belongs to the territory of the North China Front Army. He has no right to dictate what happens here. Just as he was about to walk to the train, he suddenly heard something on the platform.
The soldiers began to make a noise.
"Baga Yalu, what is going on?" Kuroiwa Yisheng was a little angry. What on earth is going on with these soldiers? Can you be so excited after seeing several planes? At this time, the soldiers' noise became more and more loud.
Big!
"すぐ上を见(look at the top)"
"ほら, 比らは开下了りました(No, they rushed down!)"
After hearing the soldier's words, Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly looked up and found that a dark group of aircraft appeared in the southwest direction of the sky. It looked like there were at least fifty or sixty aircraft. What was even worse was that they were heading towards the fire. Some were flying in the direction of the station, while others were circling nearby. What on earth is going on?
"No, this is a Chinese plane!" Seeing the plane falling straight from the sky, Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu couldn't help but feel heartbroken. There were thousands of soldiers and dozens of artillery pieces on the station at this time. If The losses to the 24th Division would be huge if someone took the blame.
"Quickly order the anti-aircraft artillery troops to fire!"
Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu shouted loudly. Unfortunately, his voice was so weak in the noisy train station. He could only watch the planes in the sky pounce down. When Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu shouted loudly, he I didn't notice that in several corners of the train station, thick red smoke was rising into the sky...
Huang Zikangmo looked down through the window of the plane. Although his eyesight was very good, he could not find the location of the train station for a while. So he had to lead his Stuka fleet to start climbing again, and then began to hover in the sky nearby. Now they are at an altitude of 3,500 meters. The clouds here give them very good cover. Through the gaps in the clouds, they can clearly observe the situation on the ground, but it is difficult for people on the ground to notice these things. The clouds are burrowing in and out of black spots.
After observing for a while, Huang Zikang still saw dense buildings. He turned on the communicator impatiently: "Escort squadron, have you found the location of the train station?"
"No, but we have to wait for a while. I believe the ground guidance personnel will give us a signal."
"Bombing Squadron, I saw it, the ground guides have given us the location!"
The clear and loud voice of the escort squadron leader came over. Huang Zikang saw bunches of red smoke pillars rising from the ground. They were smoke cans lit by ground guides. Each bunch of smoke represented a stream of Japanese troops there. , this simple identification method can effectively guide aircraft in the sky to bomb valuable targets as much as possible without wasting ammunition.
"Okay brothers, the ground personnel have given us the target. Now follow me and hunt to your heart's content! The first and second groups go to the east, the third and fourth groups go to the west, and the fifth group carries out the final supplementary bombing. attack!"
After saying that, Huang Zikang pushed the joystick, and Stuka's heavy body suddenly sank and the height began to drop. Soon, Huang Zikang saw the target on the ground. Four circular rails surrounded a large station. He could even distinguish There were two trains parked on the platform of the station and figures running back and forth. Four or five smoke cans were emitting thick smoke at both ends, and billowing red smoke filled the sky above the station. Huang Zikang could still vaguely see it in front of the platform. Soldiers were running on the ground, and some soldiers were running towards an anti-aircraft gun position.
"Brothers, let the Japanese have a taste of our bombs!" Huang Zikang shouted loudly, and then led his wingmen to rush over the train station.
While Huang Zikang was giving orders loudly, he was doing the final preparations before the dive bombing in the cabin. He put the flaps to the cruising position, adjusted the elevator and rudder, and adjusted the propeller pitch to the cruising position. Then.
He turned on the power switch of the altimeter and set the bombing altitude. This was an important instrument to ensure that he could escape from the dive before entering the dangerous altitude. It could calculate when the aircraft should release the bomb and pull it. Huang Zikang set the bombing altitude on the altimeter.
It was five hundred meters. This was the very low altitude at which the aircraft could safely escape from a dive. If it were any lower, it would be difficult for him to ensure that it did not hit the ground before pulling the aircraft up. He had heard of someone who could lower the altitude to three hundred meters.
, but he wasn't crazy yet, there was no need to be so desperate. Immediately afterwards, Huang Zikang turned the engine supercharger switch to automatic and then lowered the throttle to the minimum, and then he closed the air inlet of the cooler.
After doing these actions last night, Huang Zikang released the dive speed brake. At that moment, the nose of the aircraft sank sharply, and the Stuka automatically entered the dive state. The flight safety control system was activated by the linkage mechanism, and the Stuka dived.
The demobilization system is now activated. Two small red marking rods protrude from the upper surface of the wing. This is a hydraulic auxiliary mechanism that will start working the moment the aircraft drops bombs. It can restrict the aircraft.
The angle when pulling is to avoid damaging the machine or leaving permanent damage due to overload gravity that the machine cannot bear due to pulling too steeply.
Pushing the control stick steadily. The peripheral vision of his eyes glanced at the windshield in front of him. There was a series of lines carved on the glass. This was an effective tool to help the pilot judge the dive angle. Each line represented a
Dive angle. It starts from 30 degrees and continues to 90 degrees, because the dive angle that the pilot feels psychologically during the dive is much steeper than the actual dive angle. In the past, the accuracy of the life was often affected because the dive angle was not enough, but now
Just look at which line is parallel to the ground and you can tell at which angle the Stuka is diving.
Huang Zikang was going to make an eighty-degree dive. This would ensure the accuracy of the bomb. And he also wanted to know the technical level of the new wingman pilot behind him, because this kind of dive was too difficult for an experienced veteran like him.
It may be said that it is just a piece of cake, but for the two novices behind, it is a test of skill and courage. He believes that only pilots who have passed this test are qualified to be his wingman.
"Well, this guy did pretty well!"
Huang Zikang nodded appreciatively. He found the shadow of his wingman in the rearview mirror. The Stuka was following him closely as if tied with a rope, and the two Stukas were like
Two vertical straight lines rushed toward the Xuzhou Railway Station on the ground. The pneumatic bagpipe installed on the landing frame began to emit a shrill whistle, indicating that the current speed had exceeded the maximum speed in level flight. This terrifying whistle
The sound is shocking, and the psychological pressure it exerts on the enemy is even greater than that of bombs hung on airplanes.
The Stuka screamed and dived, like a strange bird from hell falling from the sky. The ground rushed towards the cockpit. Huang Zikang's spirit became more and more excited as the ground quickly approached, and his body began to secrete a large amount of renal adrenaline.
Hormones, which made his reaction speed up almost twice as fast as usual. He focused all his attention on the target and only used a small amount of peripheral vision to pay attention to the readings on the instrument panel. The aircraft continued to dive, and the speed had increased.
It has reached 560 kilometers, and now the plane is only more than 1,300 meters away from the ground. Huang Zikang can clearly see the panicked Japanese soldiers running on the ground and the strings of bullets fired at him.
Bright machine gun tracer bullets. The elevator had become very heavy, and he had to use a lot of strength to control it. He began to use the differential adjustment of the ailerons to maintain his aim, and he kept the nose of the aircraft firmly in line.
Several carriages at the rear of the train were waiting for the bombing moment to arrive.
"Dangdangdang..."
A string of machine gun bullets grazed the top of the cockpit, and then two more machine gun bullets roared and hit the armored shell of the engine. The bullets failed to penetrate the eight-millimeter-thick armor, and with a flash of sparks, it escaped from the armor.
It bounced off and hit the windshield of the cockpit.
The bullet passed through more than ten centimeters above Huang Zikang's head, and the violent airflow roared into the cockpit through the bullet hole in the windshield. The scream it made even exceeded the sharp sound of the Stuka's air horn.
Huang Zikang gritted his teeth and stared at his target. This accident was nothing to him. He had encountered worse situations than this. Unless the bullet hit his head, otherwise it would be nothing.
Don't want him to stop what he is doing.
At this time, Huang Zikang drove the Stuka down to less than one thousand meters. The speed also reached the upper limit of 600 kilometers. The solid earth rushed towards him like a wall. The Stuka was hit by the crazy bullets of the Japanese soldiers.
Yu was making his final sprint. At this time, the alarm indicator light on the altimeter finally came on, which indicated that the aircraft had reached the bomb delivery height. Huang Zikang fiercely pressed the bomb release button on the joystick, and the bomb hanging under the belly of the aircraft
A 250-kilogram bomb and four 50-kilogram bombs hanging on the wings immediately broke away from the aircraft, and then quickly rushed towards the target as if they were attracted by the ground.
After pressing the automatic leveling control button on the joystick, the nose of the plane began to rise rapidly. Six g of gravity pressed him firmly into the seat. The plane changed direction at a speed of ten degrees per second.
After exiting the dive, Huang Zikang immediately retracted the dive speed brake when the nose of the aircraft returned to level. He adjusted the propeller pitch to the flying position, opened the cooler baffle and then pushed the throttle fully. The engine was at maximum boost pressure.
There was a huge roar below, dragging Stuka's bulky body and slowly crawling towards the sky.
It was not until he left the range of the opponent's ground fire that Huang Zikang breathed a sigh of relief. He began to circle upwards. He wanted to observe the results of the bombs dropped in front of him and the fighting situation of his subordinates. The results made him very satisfied.
His bomb hit the target accurately, and the rear of the train was already a mess. Four or five carriages rolled to both sides of the railway, and billowing smoke was rising in the ruins. And the results of his wingman's battle were also good.
A huge crater appeared on the platform beneath him, and the surrounding area was a mess.
The other Stukas have basically completed their respective tasks. Most of them are leveling out from the dive. At this time, the last group of Stukas is entering the final sprint, as a few blacks follow the six Stukas.
Tuka's wings fell, and more than a dozen gorgeous fireballs exploded on the Xuzhou Railway Station. Mud, stones, guns, and soldiers' bodies were flying in the air. Stuka passed over those objects and then pulled
The nose of the plane started to climb slowly.
The station that was originally crowded with Japanese people has completely changed its appearance. The anti-aircraft gun positions and the station platform that could be clearly distinguished before have disappeared. What is left are only a series of huge craters and corpses everywhere.
Thick smoke shrouded the entire position, like a miserable scene like the end of the world.
Huang Zikang, who returned to an altitude of 3,500 meters, asked loudly into the microphone: "Each team will report the casualties immediately!"
"Report, there are no casualties in the small team!"
"Team 2 has no casualties!"
"Two planes of the third team were hit by bullets, but they were not seriously injured and did not affect the flight!"
"Team Four..."
After listening to the report from his subordinates, Huang Zikang was extremely satisfied. There was no attrition in his squadron during this attack, which also meant that they had a high chance of returning home safely. Huang Zikang swung the joystick and shouted loudly into the microphone.
He stood up and said, "Brothers, come closer to me now and reorganize into formation. Everyone will follow me back!"
Dozens of Stukas slowly reorganized into formation and flew in the direction they came from, leaving a hellish scene below them. The inverted seagull-shaped wings of the Stuka fleet were shining in the sun.
It sparkled with golden light.
Three days later, when Nishizono Yice led his chariot division to Xuzhou, he saw his good friend Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu in a hospital in Xuzhou.
At this time, Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu had a thick bandage on his left arm and a circle of white gauze on his forehead. The whole thing looked very funny.
"Keiyan-kun, what on earth is going on? How could a dignified train station be blown up so easily by the Chinese? Did all the people in the Air Force grow up eating shit?" Seeing the tragic situation of his friend, Xi
Yuan Yice was furious.
Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked very depressed. He shook his head and said: "Xiyuanjun, this is so strange. As soon as our division arrived at the station and stopped to rest for an hour, Chinese fighter planes flew in.
Here we are, it seems that the Chinese people still have a lot of intelligence networks in Xuzhou!"
Xiyuan Yice gritted his teeth: "Baga Yalu, those lowly Chinese people, the North China Front should completely kill all the Chinese people in Xuzhou!"
"This is obviously impossible." Kuroiwa Yoshikatsu gently shook his head: "And it was found out by T&T High Tech that the plane that bombed us this time was sent by the Seventh China Army. They took off from Luoyang Airport and came directly.
There was no hesitation in the bombing of the train station, which shows that they had planned all this long ago!"
"In the final analysis, the North China Front Army is incompetent. It actually allowed China's fighter planes to fly to Xuzhou for bombing. Their flight commander should have had a disembowelment!" The grumpy Nishizono Issei is still brooding about the North China Front Army's mistakes. (Unfinished)
to be continued..)
ps: Thank you cjj71 for the reward of waiting for the wind and rain on a cold night!