Shortly after the flight, the sky gradually darkened, the indicator light flashed in the dark, there was only the boring engine sound in the cabin, and no one spoke in the driving window. Xue Muhua leaned down and looked down. There was nothing but the thick black below, and there were huge planes on both sides.

The cabin did not turn on the lights, and the cabin made Xue Muhua feel very comfortable, much wider than the b29. After sitting down the co-pilot, navigator, radio liaison and front-seat shooter in the b29 cockpit, it became crowded, and after adding mechanics, bomb throwers, and radar operators, it was not crowded at all.

"Confirm the direction." Xue Muhua spoke and found that his mouth was a little dry. He pursed his lips hard, then grabbed the water bottle beside him and drank the water.

"The direction xxx, the course xxxx, everything is normal." The navigator is an Yunnan native, and his voice also has a bit of Yunnan accent. The Air Force once had a flight error due to his accent. Afterwards, the Air Force issued a strict order, requiring every soldier to learn Mandarin to avoid accidents during communication.

In order to keep it confidential, all aircraft remained radio silent during the flight, and only the instrument panel in the cabin emitted dark lights. Xue Muhua drove the plane steadily, and the air in the sky became cold. Signals from ground radars were constantly heard from the headphones. In order to bomb Japan, the Air Force built two long-range surveillance radars in Yantai and Weihai. These two radars are the latest American radars and can control most of the East China Sea.

There were starlight hanging on the sky outside the cabin. Xue Muhua looked out again. The crew still maintained its formation, and the indicator lights flashed. Since it was still far away from the target, the crew members were not in their seats and were all in the rest cabin behind the cockpit.

The navigator sat on the bench next to him, the mechanic held a flashlight and helped him follow the spread drawings, and the navigator held a pen to mark it. A faint laughter came from behind the cockpit, and the machine gunners were resting and chatting here.

The defense of the b29 is mainly divided into the front and rear parts. On the back of the machine, there are two ting machine guns on the front and rear sides: on the belly of the machine, and also on the front and rear sides, each with four ting machine guns: the b29 is not fully enclosed and supercharged chambers are divided into two parts, with personnel in the front and middle areas. The upper pipe is connected between the front and rear two ting machine guns. The crew can enter another supercharged chamber through the pipeline.

Xue Muhua breathed a little relieved. Being able to laugh at this time means that they are relaxed and not nervous, which is very beneficial in the subsequent battle.

Before he knew it, he had been flying for two hours and had reached the target in twenty minutes. Xue Muhua pressed the yellow preparatory light, and the low alarm sounded in the cabin. The sound behind him disappeared. The machine gunner of the nose came in, took his hat, and climbed into the nose turret.

The cabin fell silent again, and the plane rumbled through the cold night sky. The navigator kept checking the astronomical maps and astrological maps, outlining the maps with compass triangle rulers, and occasionally looking up to observe the astrological signs in the sky.

Xue Muhua felt his mouth a little dry again, and he drank some water. He had this symptoms before every battle. The navigator looked up and reported: "There are still twenty miles left, and Gu Ji will reach the target in five minutes."

"Fighting Alert." Xue Muhua calmly highlighted the four words, then pressed the red button, and the red one flashed immediately in the cabin, and then he said: "Open the bomb drop cabin."

The bomb dropper operated the instrument, and the bomb drop hatch on the belly of the machine slowly unfolded. The radar operator stared at the radar in front of him nervously. The blue light on the instrument panel reflected on his face and looked a little scary.

The air in the cabin became tense and depressed. Everyone looked at the instrument in front of them with their ears raised and listened to the order. Xue Muhua looked below. The original darkness was suddenly ignited by the lights. This discovery shocked him, "Why didn't they implement light controls?!"

“Arrival above the target!”

It seemed that someone heard the navigator's scream on the ground, and the lights began to decrease little by little. The radar observer raised his hand and shouted: "Two degrees to the left."

Xue Muhua slightly deflected the plane to the left, and the radar officer shouted: "Okay! Stay calm! Stay calm!

That's it! That's it! Drop the bomb!"

With these two words, the bomber pushed the switch in his hand suddenly, and everyone felt a light fuselage. Xue Muhua turned his head and looked down, and a string of bombs fell from the belly of the machine, shaking and pounced on the ground in the night.

Soon, a ball of fire appeared on the ground. From a high altitude, the flame was only the size of a match head. However, the data parameters of the napalm bomb appeared in Xue Muhua's mind. When the gasoline bomb exploded, the temperature was as high as 1,000 degrees Celsius. The gasoline bomb not only contained napalm, but also added chemical combustion aids. Once this gasoline bomb burns, it will never stop if it is completely burned.

One after another, a series of fireheads emerged on the ground, and soon the flames formed. With the help of the wind blowing from the depths of the ocean, the fire spread rapidly, and became more and more prosperous, expanding from west to east. Suddenly, a bright light burst out from the ground, and the light quickly dimmed and became stronger.

"Maybe it fryed to the oil depot." Xue Muhua thought in his heart, but a burst of cheers broke out in the cabin. The night seemed to be covered with a layer of red gauze, which seemed particularly charming. The air around him became obviously warm. The members of the cabin began to take off their hats. Xue Muhua then felt wet going north and smiled with a self-deprecating smile.

A string of tracer bullets flew into the sky on the side. Xue Muhua was shocked and then stunned. The armament trace of the string bullets was wrong, and it was tilted upward. In other words, the enemy plane was carrying the nose and shooting upward in a climbing state. This kind of shooting method is very dangerous.

Xue Muhua turned his head and looked down. Under the reflection of the flames, several clever figures passed by. Xue Muhua laughed and turned on the phone: "Growned, big hair, tease them."

The string of bullets also attracted the attention of others in the cabin. The mechanic whistled and sang proudly: "My sister is carrying a basket, brother will help."

The mechanic's singing made the atmosphere of the cabin even more lively. The voice of Weixiong, the turret in front of the machine, came from the headphones: "Hey, I heard that the Japanese woman is white and nèn, and she pinchs a handful of water. Have you ever seen it?"

Xue Muhua returned from overseas and was the most knowledgeable among the brigade members. After joining the army, these young intellectuals quickly lost the childishness of the students and became a layer of ruffianism. Life in the military camp was boring, and the one who talked the most was women.

"You'll know if you'll try it next year when you're going to Japan." Xue Muhua didn't deny it or admit it.

"Next year!?" Yuan Fang, who was on the turret behind the belly of the machine, screamed strangely: "Won't Xiongzi's play betrayal? Head, you have to find a woman for him and let him open the meat. He is still a boy! Oh my god!"

As he was speaking, another string of tracer bullets flew over the side obliquely upwards. Xue Muhua looked down again, but he saw nothing, only the red night sky.

After losing nine thousand kilograms of bombs, the plane became much more agile. Xue Muhua drove the plane to draw a beautiful arc and flew to the southwest, without even caring about the Zero plane that was still flying below.

During the return trip, the pilots were excited and said, "The bombing was very successful, and Xue Muhua counted the members, all the planes were there, and only one plane was slightly injured. I got news from Reggimmy that the United Airlines brigade was almost the same, only two were slightly injured, and the rest were all intact.

"Jimmy, what will we do next time we come during the day?" Xue Muhua's tone was a little lazy, but his head was looking down. The sky below was still red. He felt a little regretful. He could not confirm whether the target was blown up correctly, or even whether it was Sasebo.

The burning city gradually faded away and the sky gradually became colder. In order to ensure safety, Xue Muhua still ordered to keep flying at a height of 10,000 meters. The wind in the Pacific Ocean blows away the clouds, and you can clearly see the white water surface below.

The biggest gain of the bombing tonight was that it turned out that the Zero aircraft could not reach a height of 10,000 meters at all, and could not threaten the b29. In this case, the daytime bombing is more accurate, has better results, and is easier to monitor the results.

The news of Sasebo being bombed quickly reached Tokyo. Meijiro Umezu and Nishio Satoshi were shocked when they heard the news. He immediately sent Kazunashi Nakajima and Akira Muto to Sasebo. The Navy Ministry was shocked even more. Navy Minister Minumasato and Navy Commander Shimada also quickly sent Oka Keijun and Suzuki to Sasebo.

The army and navy representatives flew to Sasebo one by one. Kazuya Nakajima did not let the plane land immediately, but hovered in the sky and looked down from the air. The situation of the city made both of them gasp. Sasebo is the Japanese naval base and the logistics base for Japan to attack China and the South China Sea. Over the past seven years, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have boarded the ship from here and rushed to the Chinese battlefield and the Nanyang battlefield. The two are very familiar with the city, the dock dock on the seaside, the wine coffin on the street, the women waving flags, the girls wearing beautiful kimonos throwing over the group of huā, and the huge chimneys of the shipyard.

But now, half of the city has become ashes. A spring rain in the early morning will almost burn out the fires that have burned the whole city. Some places are still blazing smoke. The dock has suffered the greatest losses and is almost burned to white ground. The nearby base headquarters has disappeared, the Navy Club has also disappeared, and the barracks have also disappeared. The originally hung naval flags and Japanese national flags have even disappeared without a trace, leaving only a piece of scorched black soil.

There are craters everywhere. Even if you are close to the beach, even if there is a sea breeze, there is still a burnt smell in the air. Nakajima Kangyan is very familiar with this smell, which is the smell emitted by human flesh after it is burned. Some small black spots on the street are moving, and some are busy in the rubble.

"What would happen if the Chinese attacked Tokyo in this way?" Thinking of this, Muto Akira chilled. He turned his head and looked at Kazuki Nakajima. Kazuki Nakajima's face was also pale, and his calm eyes were mixed with panic.

The airport was not a big loss. This may be because the Chinese people concentrated the air strike targets at the dock. Katsukai Nakajima and Akira Muto circled in the sky for a few laps and let the plane land at the airport. As soon as they got off the plane, several officers ran over...
Chapter completed!