"Yaga! Take your courage and take to the skies to take down the invading enemy planes. Annoyed and angry, Ryuichi Honda called directly to a group of big and small leaders at a military airport near Yokohama and roared, "Are you just watching the Shina people show off their power above your heads?" It's a shame, it's a shame on us! Since the people of China can fly into the sky at night, we can do it as well as the warriors! No excuses, you guys take off now! ”

"What a fool!" Seeing a group of pilots begin to take off under the urging of the mandatory order, Kawashima Styka, who was in the control tower, cursed in his heart, "The sky is so dark, only a little light of the moon, even if the plane lifts off, how far can you see?" Can you intercept the target? ”

In his heart, he already regarded Ryuichi Honda as a layman.

In fact, Ryuichi Honda can be responsible for handling the air defense affairs of Japanese fighters, at least he cannot be regarded as a layman.

Such an order from him can only be a helpless move.

As the capital of Japan, there are too many people who are either rich or expensive. In particular, those who hold the power of the state are concentrated here.

If Huaxia's bombs are allowed to fall, I am afraid that the derelict air defense forces will have to bear the wrath of all walks of life, and this anger will not be able to withstand the strength of Ryuichi Honda and the people behind him.

Anti-aircraft artillery and searchlights were not very effective, but they were still bombarded with all their might.

There is no credit, there is hard work, at least it is hard work, and the reason for the poor performance is naturally borne by others.

The fighter interception unit, which had been pinned on hope, took the lead in uniformly replacing it with a new type of super-zero fighter, but they could only watch the Chinese bombers still come and go as if they were in a no-man's land. Obviously, if you do nothing like this, you will bring a devastating disaster to the fighter air defense interception force, and you will lead all your anger to yourself.

Everywhere there is intriguing political struggle. In order to try his best to avoid accountability afterwards, Ryuichi Honda could only force the pilots to take off and intercept.

Even if someone dies because of this, they can be used as heroes to ease the emotions of the people.

And the Japanese pilots were also unwilling to look up to the Chinese Air Force on the ground, which they once looked down upon. Although they also understood that the Chinese bombers could fly at night with radar, they were proud to believe that their will could overcome any difficulties.

As a result, these elite Japanese pilots who were specially selected to protect the territorial airspace of the country did not hesitate to accept the order to be heroes of the national capital.

For illumination, headlights are lit on the airport. Fighter jets were also crammed on the runway, ready to take off.

"Hurry, hurry! The airport near Tokyo has already been blown up by the Shina. Our airport is too close to Tokyo, and we might be attacked! Kawashima kept urging.

The effect of the crow's beak did not materialize, and those elite Japanese pilots took off smoothly.

There is no need for guidance, and the fire that has ignited in the direction of Tokyo has already reflected half the sky.

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"It's still the most enjoyable to use this bomb!" Liu Chunsheng couldn't help but grin as he looked at the largest power plant near Tokyo below, which had been plunged into a sea of fire. Then he sighed in a low voice, "It's a pity, how nice it would be if you threw a few incendiary bombs at the little devil's palace!" ”

In this bombing of Tokyo, Meng Xiang couldn't throw all the poison gas bombs, after all, this thing is still a bit taboo in civilized society.

Even this time, Meng Xiang would still blame the casualties of the poison gas on the reason for the spread of the poison gas caused by the bombing of the Japanese poison gas factory. After throwing gas bombs, some bombs will be thrown to cover up the scene.

Although this reason is a bit lame, everyone knows that it is Huaxia's revenge, but no one will easily tear this face. After all, it was the Japanese who used poison gas first.

In transparent new clothes. It also has an official name.

And unscrupulous, it is easy to become the target of many moral models.

Moreover, this time Meng Xiang is just to teach the Japanese a lesson.

Now is not the moment for the final showdown. Nor did he intend to let the Japanese fall into complete madness, pulling all their hatred on Huaxia and benefiting the Americans.

So this time, there can be gas bombs, but for the time being, it is not the time for gas bombs to turn Tokyo into a dead city, otherwise there will be more than these 800 bombers above Tokyo's head.

So, after the gas bombs followed by the night attack to a great effect, other bombs were dropped, including butterfly bombs and incendiary bombs.

Of course, in order not to destroy Meng Xiang, in order to smoothly accept more Japanese wealth. These destructive bombs have targeted some strategic and military facilities, and the Japanese Imperial Palace, which has been positioned for a long time, is not threatened by a single bomb.

Such an obvious warning will undoubtedly not only make the Japanese frightened, but also make them completely insane, and restrain a little in some unspoken rules of war, which also provides more convenient external conditions for Meng Xiang's next move.

"Empty the bomb bay. Ready to return! Captain Lin Xiaogui frowned lightly and ordered.

"This is going back?" Liu Chunsheng looked around and said with a little regret, "I also want to take a few more photos and send them to my parents, so that they can see that their son has finally beaten up a little devil!" ”

Since Liu Chunsheng graduated from flight school and joined the B-29 strategic bomber formation. The number of times I go out to fight is very small, except that training is training. This time he went to the Japanese mainland to bomb once, which was enough for him to raise his eyebrows and say to others that he had beaten devils.

"We can't delay too much, the little devils are ruthless, maybe they will come to intercept us!" Lin Xiaogui, who participated in the last bombing of Kyushu in Japan, said solemnly.

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"Did the little devil really send fighter jets to intercept it?" Wang Chunhe Daxi, while informing his superiors, pushed his P-82G twin Mustang night fighters, and led his squadron to meet them.

This time, so many bombers flew in, but there were not many fighters escorting them.

Although the Japanese strengthened their air defense against the mainland, they still did not pay attention to night bombing.

It was only under the influence of the British and American battles on the South Pacific that the "Moonlight" night fighter of the Japanese Navy had just begun to be developed and had not yet left the laboratory, and the "Dragon Slayer" night combat series of the Army Airlines had not even been developed.

Ordinary planes really don't pose much of a threat to the huge air fortresses. Even if the situation is not good, the high-altitude flight advantage of the B-29s is enough to pull many Japanese planes far away.

However, in order to be more safe, and by the way, for actual combat exercises, Meng Xiang still dispatched this night escort fighter developed by the Americans for the bombing of Japan at the end of World War II on the basis of the double Mustang.

Although it was 46 years to successfully test fly on the basis of the C and D models, it is not yet a jet aircraft, it is still cheap, and Meng Xiang does not care about the little money, in order to ensure the smooth operation of the operation, 200 planes were dispatched in one go, only to be reluctantly made up by later generations and 800 bombers into a thousand fighters to rush to Tokyo.

The first targets of the raid were three airfields near Tokyo, and the Japanese did not react at all. The bombing of the B-29, although not as accurate as the dive bombers, was enough to paralyze three airfields in Japan with heavy losses.

Wang Chunhe thought that this time he was here to make soy sauce, but who would have thought that the Japanese would really rush over from somewhere else in the dark.

The fires that broke out at airports, power stations, and other places could make the field of vision of night flights wider, and the Japanese interceptor fighters naturally aimed at these places.

But before they could arrive, a brighter fire suddenly burst out in the night, reflecting on them, and a large net of hundreds of tracer bullets swept through them at once.

"Boom!" Even if the ultra-zero fighter has thickened its armor, it still can't stop the many 12.7 mm metal storms, and the flames ignited by the ultra-zero explosion are lit in the air.

These bright lights finally made their teammates recognize the appearance of the swooping black fighters with twin fuselages.

But the ignited fire fell rapidly, and the surroundings became dark again, and the retina of the Japanese pilots, which had not yet regained adaptation to the darkness, reappeared with traces of fire snakes.

Even the flares carried can only illuminate a part of the space, and for a fast-flying fighter jet, this space cannot stop the attack in the dark night, but becomes a more conspicuous target because of the bright light.

They could only scurry around like headless flies, using the starlight and distant firelight to strafe any suspicious target.

But these blind attacks are only futile, and the skin of the double wild horses is far superior to that of the wild horses, and even if they do hit occasionally, as long as they are not critical, they generally do not matter.

After 3 injuries, 16 twin mustangs scored 12:0, and even the brainless Japanese saw the disadvantage and had to withdraw.

It's just that the Double Mustang G type did not let go of this group of delicious food at all with the help of the high speed of 742 kilometers, and reaped 9 more feats in succession, and only 5 escaped.

In this way, after the Japanese fighters hit the wall twice again in other places, there were no Japanese fighters in the entire night sky.

The Japanese, who had already woken up, could only huddle in their homes or in simple air-raid shelters, staring at the raging fires in Tokyo, listening to the muffled thunder above them, and constantly praying in their hearts for the Chinese bombers to leave as soon as possible.