studiobondurri Chapter 564: How can we continue fighting this battle with only 523?
Chapter 564: How can we continue fighting this battle with only 523?
Chapter 564: How can we continue fighting this battle with only 523?
The young ground crew member stood at attention and saluted the pilot, who had already climbed onto the wing of the plane. The pilot, after slipping into the cockpit, also returned a standard military salute.
In front of the slender nose of the FW-190 fighter plane, the propeller slowly began to turn, faster and faster until all its blades seemed to vanish.
Inside the control tower of the airfield, the commander reminded the pilots to check the instruments on their planes while holding the talker. On the side of the runway, an officer directing the takeoff waved the flags in his hands.
Pushing the throttle forward, the FW-190 fighter plane sped toward the end of the runway like an arrow released from a bow, then the landing gear detached from the ground and was slowly retracted into the aircraft’s fuselage.
Inside the slightly jostling plane, the pilot leaning back in his seat peered down at the ground growing ever more distant, watching the buildings shrink to the size of matchboxes.
To support the offensive of the frontline troops, all the field airfields were built less than 30 kilometers from the front lines, so these FW-190s had barely started to climb when they could already see the enemy’s forward positions.
“Attention to formation! Attention to formation!” The pilot of the FW-190, which carried aerial bombs beneath its fuselage, circled above their own airfield, contacting his wingmen by radio.
That’s how he had learned during training—to fly in pairs, covering for each other and using dives to bomb ground targets with as much precision as possible.
“Radio check! Repeat!” Inside the control tower, the commander, clutching the walkie-talkie, was nervous because it was his first time directing his troops in actual combat.
“Instruments normal! Engine temperature normal!” Above in the sky, the pilots were also very anxious as they repeatedly checked their instruments, maneuvering their planes into larger flight formations.
Soon, a force of over thirty fighter planes assembled in the sky for ground attack, densely packed, they flew towards the Qi Army’s position.
As there was no need to worry about enemy air force interception, all planes were on ground-attack missions, and the fighters were all equipped with bombs instead of drop tanks.
...
Shireck, a steward rushed to Sofia with a telegram from the Great Tang Kingdom, his voice trembling nervously as he spoke, “Ma’am, the message just delivered...”
“What’s the matter?” Sofia frowned at seeing her subordinate’s panic.
“Two days ago, someone, someone saw, an uncountable number of... strange flying objects arrive at the front line...” The steward handed the telegram over to Sofia.
Sofia took the telegram and then asked, “What happened? Something that occurred two days ago, why is it being reported only today?”
She had invested a lot of money in her spies placed within the Great Tang Kingdom, using reliable people and offering them frighteningly high remuneration.
To gather intelligence on Tang Mo, Sofia had indeed spared no expense. She had finally managed to establish an intelligence system targeting Great Tang, only for it to deliver a report two days late at a critical moment!
“Ma’am! Tang Country closed all their telegraph offices several days ago, and only lifted the ban today... Our people could only...” The steward responsible for intelligence hurriedly explained.
“Damn it! Didn’t I send them a radio? Why didn’t they use it?” Sofia was visibly frustrated, clearly unwilling to accept the explanation.
“Buzz...” Due to the intense maneuvering, the engine’s sound suddenly shifted, and two FW-190 fighter planes, covering each other, climbed one after the other, speeding away like lightning bolts.
“Drop bombs!” On the other side, the second batch of FW-190 fighter planes entering the battlefield found a high-value target on the ground. The pilot in the cockpit gave loud orders, then simultaneously hit the bomb release switch.
Accompanied by the dive of the plane, the aerial bombs hung on the racks were released from the plane’s body due to inertia, smashing toward the ground in the direction the plane was flying.
The FW-190 fighter plane that suddenly felt lighter, like a butterfly, lightly pulled up, and under all eyes, flew away swiftly.
The wingman following this FW-190 didn’t waste any ammunition, and after strafing the ground again, also pulled up the nose, avoiding the fireball that had already exploded on the ground.
Under the same weight conditions, an aerial bomb contains far more charge than a shell, and the bombs carried by the FW-190s hit the ground and exploded instantly, throwing up a huge flame.
A black column of smoke rose into the sky, and a 200mm caliber heavy cannon nearby the blast was caught in the shockwave, tipping to one side.
...
Ground troops from Qi Country, unable to react at all, were completely dumbfounded by the scene before them. They had been fighting wars all their lives, or rather their ancestors for hundreds of years, but had never heard of anything that could fight in the sky.
They had previously thought that airships were about the most terrifying aerial weapon in the world; only today did they realize what true terror was!
Those things that came and went like the wind were simply undefendable; the anti-aircraft guns prepared for shooting balloons were completely unable to aim.
The precision-adjusted cradle had to be turned three circles before the barrel tilted up a few millimeters; how could such slow adjustments aim at these roaring objects?
The now desperate Qi soldiers suddenly began to unravel, because these planes from the Tang Country were not only dropping bombs to destroy gun emplacements and barracks, but even occasionally strafing the soldiers on the ground.
These demons in the sky looked like vultures, circling over people’s heads, diving down to peck at their flesh.
“They’re coming again!” A Qi soldier ran with his head in his hands, crying out in despair. And he was just one of the thousands of Qi soldiers already in chaos.
They had waited for the opponent for five days; they thought they were waiting for the enemy’s artillery and soldiers to come up and die.
What they got instead was something they had never seen themselves, strange birds that could fly over their heads and drop bombs!
“How... how are we supposed to fight this?” Looking at one strange bird after another diving down to bomb and strafe his position, the Qi Army regiment leader turned to his deputy, his tone filled with despair.
“I... I don’t know...” His assistant was equally dazed as if his soul had been sucked out.
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