Chapter 263: bombing

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If German blitz is the vanguard of war, then the Luftwaffe is the most powerful weapon of this vanguard. German tanks can sweep the battlefield, and German paratroopers can ride behind the enemy, all because Germany has the most powerful air force in the world.
Within the Air Force, the forces responsible for ground support tasks are called bomber forces. Equipped with the frightening ju-87 stuka dive bomber and do-217 medium-range bomber, these troops can be said to be the most powerful war weapons of the Luftwaffe.
So these German bomber pilots like their jobs very much. They even like others to call them demons, because they destroy cities and kill lives. In fairness, it is nothing evil.
And now, they are ordered to take off from the airport, fly over the mountains and the river, form a line between the blue sky and white clouds, accompanied by the roar of the engine, densely packed, covering the sky like a locust, flying to their new target, the Dutch capital Rotterdam.
The do-217 bomber seems to be very advanced in this era. The 17-meter long fuselage has a long streamline and a wingspan of 19 meters wide. The 5-meter-tall double vertical tail looks domineering, but it also brings a dead end to the tail.
This bomber can invade the enemy's airspace at a super high speed of 500 kilometers, and can drop bombs over the target with a flying height of 7000 meters. Some pilots of the German bomber force are even willing to fly this aircraft to actively meet their opponents to intercept them. Fighter.
However, the head of state is still developing a more advanced long-range bomber, because Akado is not satisfied with the 2,000-kilometer range that the do-217 bomber is very satisfied with the army and the air force. In the head of state ’s idea, the air force should deploy a range of more than 2500 Kilometers of heavy long-range bombers.
In the narrow aircraft cockpit, the pilot was intently maneuvering the plane. Beside him, the co-pilot's pilot was checking their maps, and distinguishing their flight direction from the vertical and horizontal roads and rivers on the ground. At their feet, the gunner who was in charge of maneuvering the nose defense cannon was chatting with the gunner in the back of the aircraft through a communicator. Their casual appearance seemed not to perform the attack task at all.
Until now, bombing missions have been a very pleasant job for Luftwaffe pilots: German fighters rule the sky, and they have no fear that their opponent's aircraft will rush out to attack them. Those weak ground artillery fires have long been cleared by Stuka, and when they come out, the tasks are often as simple as unimaginable.
"Call the formation to go back! The Netherlands has no fighters at all." The pilot sitting on the co-pilot looked at the ground at his feet, and then said with a smile: "I am really sad for the Dutch, they have lost, but still Do n’t want to surrender.
The engine is still roaring. The unique flower room-like cockpit of the German aircraft gives the pilot a very good forward view, but the premise is that you must have the courage to fly the aircraft so high.
"Forget it! This is a combat flight mission. It's not that you feel safe, it will definitely be safe. Let the pilot brothers continue to fly on it, at least to make us safer."
"The flight altitude is 6,500 meters! The plane is in good condition! Our flight course is completely correct. Everything is normal, so normal that I did not encounter such a normal combat environment during the exercise." The navigator also took photos of the ground building identification. A map was thrown aside, and a yawn said, "I heard that the head of state was hurt by a killer sent by the British the night before?"
"Nose? I heard he was injured by himself. The British killer just shot, and the head of state injured his nose in order to avoid the attack." Under their feet, the weapon operator carrying the machine gun shouted loudly.
"So we have a new mission soon, right?" The pilot said: "We will be ordered to take off from the Netherlands and bomb the British cities. Unfortunately, our voyage is not enough to threaten London, otherwise we will be a few days later. The city can be destroyed. I promise I can throw the bomb over the queen ’s head. "
"You are too pessimistic, Mr. Driver." The navigator smiled with his elbow and pushed the driver next to the socket: "We will soon take off from France, and the distance will be close at that time! In addition, I need to remind you that a very The important thing, bombing is my job! Do you understand? "
"Yes! I know! I understand very well! Because if I were a bombardier, I would be the first to throw away your tuberculosis of you!" The pilot said with a helpless smile.
"Okay! The joke is over, there is a 7-minute voyage from Rotterdam! Turn on the radio! Make sure that the weapon system is working!" The pilot began to carefully check his bombing sight, no longer chattering.
"Attention each bomber! Attention each bomber! We will arrive over the target in 5 minutes! All crew members are on alert." The voice of the commander of the bomber formation came from the headset: "God bless you! For the head!"
"Did you see the airport below?" The navigator looking at the ground with a bomb sight suddenly asked.
"Yes, you mean the one with a national flag on the roof?" The pilot replied casually.
"They are so close to Rotterdam, why not hit them directly?" The pilot asked.
"Because if we go bombing first, it will be easier for them to fight." The pilot drove attentively and answered after a few seconds.
"This shows that we are more important, isn't it?" The navigator adjusted the bomb sight and raised his head: "Every time I drop the bomb, there is a sense of God. I am destroying a civilization! I can easily destroy it Buildings, destroying streets-sending countless people to heaven. "
"What you said is the job of the bombs! You are only responsible for throwing them down." The pilot said with a smile: "And if you are so nonsense, I will throw you down."
"Attention to all aircraft! The target of this mission is ahead, the Dutch city of Rotterdam. You, open the bomb bay and prepare to drop bombs."
A switch that opened the bomb compartment. With the sound of mechanical friction, the do-217 bomber's bomb compartment opened slowly, revealing the dark bomb hanging inside the belly.
"Keep heading!" A loud command came from the headset.
"Drop height!" After a while, it may be a few minutes after a long time, the commander's voice came again from the headset.
"They hit back! They are hitting back with anti-aircraft guns!" A pilot reported with a listener: "There was an anti-aircraft shell exploding on my left. It didn't hit."
"It seems that they don't have many anti-aircraft guns! All bombers stay in formation! Hold on! Hold on! Continue to descend!" The commander shouted loudly in his headphones.
"We arrived at the target! The attack began! Free bombs!" Suddenly, the attack order was issued.
"Crack!" There was a slight noise in the cabin. The pilot knew that a bomb had dropped from the hanging point in the plane's belly under his operation and landed on the ground.
"No one can save the Dutch! They are dead!" The navigator, now the bombardier, said with a smile, "Go on! Baby."
Following his words, another bomb was dropped on the streets of Rotterdam.
"Bomb No. 01!" "Bomb No. 02!" ... With the report, hundreds of bombs dropped from high altitude, hitting houses in Rotterdam, destroying factories and roads. Building after building collapsed with the fire.
"Stop bombing! All bombers stop bombing!" The commander's voice came quickly: "Command of Air Force Commander Catherine! Stop all bombers! Shut down the bomb bay! I repeat again! Air Force Commander Catherine conveyed the command of the head of state and the mission was canceled! All bombers close the bomb bay! Return home immediately! "
"What's going on? Commander! I didn't hear your order just now. We were ordered to bomb Rotterdam, and the mission will not be cancelled easily." A pilot confirmed the accuracy of the order in his headset.
"You heard it right! I was ordered to lead all the bombers back home! The head of state personally issued the order to cancel the mission. I confirmed the cancellation password with General Catherine on the radio." The commander said to the intercom.
"Can I take the liberty to ask why? After all, such a large operation, it is very unusual to cancel easily." The squadron leader of another bomber squadron said in the headset.
"Of course there is no problem. The news I just received that the Queen of the Netherlands has ordered the Dutch soldiers to distribute their weapons. A few hours later, the Dutch front-line commander will formally submit the Dutch defender's surrender letter to the commander of the B Group Army, General Kettle. Order to stop the bombing operation. "The commander explained.
"That can only be done, Commander." The squadron leader said helplessly: "I don't have any questions."
"All pilots are paying attention! Heading to the east! All return home!" The commander ordered loudly.
The roar of the engine became even more noisy, and throughout the sky, the German bomber fleet began to turn. Although it still covered the sky, it no longer dropped deadly bombs.
The Queen of the Netherlands, William Minna, whose face was on the window, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked back at the smiling Merkel and said, "I want to walk a few days late to console the people who were hit by the air raid. "
"This is no problem." Merkel nodded and agreed: "I think General Reinhardt Heidrich, whose SS is responsible for your safety, will arrange it for you. You can use the guard of honor of the German Wehrmacht, they are very powerful, It is the most fascinating military music honor in the world. "
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Above the sky, the nasty navigator then bore his chin with his hands boringly: "It seems that someone can still save the Dutch. At least our head of state will do."
"Oh." The pilot ignored him and laughed.
The navigator sighed and continued: "What God cannot do, our head of state has done it."