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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 718 A New Contest

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    Chapter 718 A new contest

    The Nanjing Air Defense War began. In the first wave of Japanese bombers and fighter jets that bombed Nanjing, more than 180 were severely hit, and more than 150 were shot down. Only about 20 were able to escape.  , more than an hour after the battle began, more than half of the carrier-based aircraft of the Japanese Navy's First and Third Fleets were lost. With pure ground anti-aircraft firepower, such results were achieved, which is enough to be recorded in the history of air combat in the Republic of China.

    After handling the completed matters, Tang Qiuli breathed a sigh of relief. It was only after nine o'clock in the morning, and it was still early before dark. The Japanese would never give up. They still had half of their air power in hand. The next bombing would be  There will be no significant results like the first time, and a hard battle is unavoidable.

    Tang Qiuli wanted to take a rest. Just as he closed his eyes, the outside phone on the table rang rapidly. The staff officer picked up the phone and after answering a few words, he covered the phone with his hand and looked at Commander Tang who was concentrating with his eyes closed. He hesitated.  He asked, "Whose call is it?" Tang Qiuli, who seemed to be sleeping, asked softly, and the staff member quickly replied: "Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, it is from Commander Gao Zhihang of the Aviation Administration's Destroyer Force, and he is designated to speak to the Commander-in-Chief.  Tang Qiuli frowned slightly and took the phone.

    "What do the staff officers of your Air Defense Headquarters do for food? Do you have to wait so long to find Commander-in-Chief Tang? Let me tell you, if important military information is delayed, you will not be able to eat and walk around." Tang Qiuli just approached the receiver and said,  Gao Zhihang's angry voice reached his ears clearly.

    "I am Tang Qiuli. May I ask Commander Gao, do you have anything urgent to do with me?" Tang Qiuli asked slightly unhappily. This Gao Zhihang was so angry for no reason. When he heard Tang Qiuli's voice, Gao Zhihang  Hang's tone immediately turned aside and became very respectful: "Report to Commander-in-Chief Tang, the destroyer force, requesting to take off to participate in the battle, air strike on the Japanese aircraft carrier parked off the Yangtze River Estuary, completely destroying the Japanese bombing capability, please Commander-in-Chief for approval."

    Tang Qiuli was annoyed for a while. Just because of this, he reprimanded and threatened the staff company of our Air Defense Headquarters. It seemed that no one but himself paid attention to the unruly Gao Zhihang. He only thought about  Fight for your own enjoyment without considering the comparison of the enemy's and our own forces. The Japanese aircraft carriers have at least a hundred fighter jets. The fighter jets in your hands, Gao Zhihang, are only sixty or so. You have no strategic mind and are sending an egg against a stone.  Being a living target?

    Tang Qiuli said sternly: "Gao Zhihang, listen to me and wait for orders. You can fight the battle. Without my order, you dare to take off a plane and come to see me. If you are asked to go into battle, you will not be able to fight."  Okay, I want your head too, do you hear me?" After saying that, without waiting for a reply, Gao Zhihang hung up the phone, no longer feeling sleepy, and turned his attention to the radar screen.

    Gao Zhihang held the phone and was stunned for a moment. Good guy, Commander-in-Chief Tang has such a bad temper. He was beaten hard just by making a phone call. He turned to complain to the pilots around him: "I said I wouldn't call.  You insist on pestering me to take the initiative to ask for a fight. No, after receiving a violent training from Commander-in-Chief Tang, you are all ready to take off at any time. I want the head of the one who is holding back the troops."  The pilots shrunk their necks, stuck out their tongues, and dispersed, each going about their business.

    Gao Zhihang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Why did he not believe that anti-aircraft guns were better than fighter jets when he left dozens of fighter jets unused?  That is, when Tang Qiuli trained him like this, Gao Zhihang had nothing to say. If it were another person, according to his temper, he would have to find out clearly, even his immediate superior, Aviation Director Zhou Zhirou.

    Tang Qiuli was in the headquarters. When it was about 11 o'clock at noon, there was still no Japanese plane coming. He couldn't help but wonder what the Japanese were doing. There were at least half of the planes, so why didn't they come to bomb?  Could it be that they retreated in the face of difficulties and returned to the mountains?  He ordered all combat positions not to relax their vigilance, take turns eating, and pay full radar attention to the movements of Japanese aircraft.

    At two o'clock in the afternoon, it is when people are most tired. Tang Qiuli was drowsy. The radar operator shouted loudly: "Commander-in-Chief, Japanese aircraft have been spotted." Tang Qiuli opened his eyes suddenly, and then, Changxing  A report came from the island radar station that about 130 Japanese aircraft had arrived in the Shanghai airspace and would arrive over Nanjing in fifteen minutes. Finally, the shrill air defense warning sounded over Nanjing again.  .

    This time, all the Japanese troops dispatched were fighter jets. The purpose was obviously to destroy Nanjing's ground anti-aircraft firepower and pave the way for the bombers. The first bombing suffered heavy losses. When watching the fleet take off, it was a spectacular scene.  , but very few flew back. The Japanese fleet commander was trembling with distress. Almost half of the planes of the two fleets had their wings broken over Nanjing. The damn Army Intelligence Bureau also said that Nanjing is an undefended city. Big Japan  The eagles of the empire can fly freely.

    ¡°Fart, he¡¯s full of lies¡±??, more than 150 planes were blown to the ground by the wind. Although the Japanese fleet commander was so angry that he greeted the female relatives of the guys from the Army Intelligence Bureau countless times, he did not dare to  Zhang Zhang, this matter cannot be filed with the Army Intelligence Bureau. The Navy cannot afford to lose this person, so it has to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. The two fleet commanders discussed that only after completing the mission of bombing Nanjing can they explain to the base camp.  Only in this way can the heavy losses be covered up. As for the Army's air force on standby in Taiwan, let them wait. The Navy is still capable of continuing to carry out bombing missions.

    There are not many bombers left, so dispatch all fighter jets to clear the way for the bombers and destroy all the Chinese anti-aircraft firepower. This is undoubtedly the right decision, even though I am blinded by the anger of revenge and hate it to the roots of my teeth.  Itching, wishing to eat alive the Chinese in Nanjing, the Japanese fleet commander still made the right decision with a clear head.

    After the Japanese fighter jets entered the range of anti-aircraft fire, they immediately lowered their flight altitude and took advantage of the light, flexible and fast performance of the fighter jets to enter Nanjing city at ultra-low altitude from different directions. They used various tall buildings to avoid ground anti-aircraft fire.  This trick worked very well. The Japanese fighter jets had entered the blind spot of the anti-aircraft guns, and the artillery sighting radar had lost its function. The soldiers of the Huangyadong Air Defense Brigade could only watch the growing black shadow of the Japanese fighter jets, heading straight overhead.  Press over.

    Tang Qiuli realized that the Japanese had changed their tactics, suffered a big loss, and gained experience. He ordered the anti-aircraft artillery to take camouflage measures to avoid the attack of Japanese fighter jets, and the anti-aircraft machine guns changed their fighting positions to match the firepower of the heavy machine guns.  A joint anti-aircraft firepower was formed to prevent Japanese fighter jets from entering the urban area at ultra-low altitude. Mobile firepower points modified by trams were dispatched to form a tight fire net to force Japanese fighter jets to high altitudes.

    The Japanese were indeed ruthless. More than 130 fighter jets rushed in from all directions. Facing the Japanese aircraft entering at ultra-low altitude, almost all anti-aircraft guns lost their effect. The density of anti-aircraft firepower was reduced by three points.  After about two seconds, the sky over Nanjing was full of loopholes. Tang Qiuli was secretly glad that the Japanese were not sending fighter bombers. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether they would win or lose.

    Fierce gunfire sounded once again, but this time the effect was obviously not great. Only six or seven Japanese fighter jets were shot down. Compared with bulky bombers, fighter jets were much more flexible. From behind tall buildings, a fighter jet sprang out from time to time.  Even though all the anti-aircraft gun emplacements were camouflaged, the Japanese fighter jets were spotted in many places by the cunning Japanese fighter jets and were immediately attacked. Although the machine gun bullets of the fighter jets did little damage to the anti-aircraft guns, the soldiers on the emplacements could not.  , they suffered a big loss. The Japanese fighter jets roared past, and strings of bullets pecked the ground viciously. After the smoke and dust burst, the blood of Chinese soldiers burst out, and the corpses were piled up.

    Less than thirty minutes after the battle began, Tang Qiuli received reports that the number of casualties at each fire point had reached more than 2,000, with the fire points set up at high altitudes suffering the most serious casualties. Wang Genbao's fire point was the first to be attacked.  Because at the highest point, the target was obvious. Three or four Japanese fighter jets pounced fiercely, several heavy machine guns spitting flames, and fought back desperately. The attack angle and direction of the Japanese fighter jets were very tricky, and they were often blind spots for firepower.

    In the low altitude, more than 120 Japanese fighter jets were attacking frantically. On the ground, Chinese soldiers were manipulating weapons and firing chains of fire with red eyes. Wang Genbao had forgotten how many Japanese fighter jets were ghosting in front of his eyes.  He only remembered that after killing one, he was immediately retaliated by seven or eight Japs. The parapet made of sandbags was riddled with bullet marks. The brothers around him fell one after another, with blood splashing into their hair.  A smelly black smoke rose from the red barrel.

    Repeated misses completely angered this dull man. Wang Genbao suddenly stripped off his shirt, and his thick backbone shone with bronze oil in the sun. The heavy machine gun kept chasing the shadows of Japanese fighter jets and fired wildly. There were piles of scalding bullets above and below his head.  "Load the bullets, hurry up!" Wang Genbao beat like crazy, scolding the ammunition hand fiercely. The two ammunition hands were already staggering from exhaustion. Wang Genbao's arms were numb, and his brain was numb.  He could only subconsciously pull the trigger and shoot angry bullets. Finally, another Japanese fighter jet exploded in the air.

    Wang Genbao's firepower point was doing well, but the overall air combat situation in Nanjing was becoming increasingly unfavorable to the Chinese army. After dozens of minutes of fighting, the Japanese fighter jets had initially figured out the weak links of the air defense firepower point, and their attacks were becoming more and more smooth.  , the losses of the Chinese team continued to rise.

    There were emergency calls everywhere. The mobile firepower points modified by trams could no longer effectively prevent the crazy attacks of Japanese fighter jets. Instead, they suffered some losses. Tang Qiuli in the air defense headquarters had sweat falling from his forehead.

    (To be continued)
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