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"Loaded."
At night, at a continental airfield, logistics crews finished loading ten bombers in an arched open hangar.
Judging by the fact that the bomber had not yet closed the bomb compartment and more than a dozen hardpoints under the wings, it could be found that this time it was not bombs, but chaff jamming bombs.
Yes, chaff jamming bullets.
"Ready."
With the flagpole waving of the command staff.
Six huge propellers began to spin, propelling the bomber out of the hangar and toward the runway.
"Take off."
The command changed, the huge propeller began to accelerate, the hurricane-blown hangar canvas hunted and hunted, and finally ten bombers disappeared into the night sky.
"Inform the command."
After the tenth bomber took off, the commander of the airfield said to the communications officer:
"The jamming fleet has taken off."
The bombing mission was irresistible, and it was foreseeable that while the bombing mission would cause great damage to the British Isles, the bomber group would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
For this reason, the Air Force General Staff has used its brains to think of a series of ways to reduce casualties.
One of them was the use of the latest chaff jamming bombs in the warehouses to jam the British radar system to predict the number and location of bomber groups, and the use of high-altitude precision bombing to reduce the amount of time bombers were exposed to enemy fighter fire.
While completing the combat mission, minimize
"Take off."
At the same time as receiving the news of the jamming group, Kesselring gave the order for the main force of the bomber group to take off.
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After some time.
With a local area, somewhere an air defense radar station.
"Enemy aircraft found."
A fighter staring closely at the radar screen shouted:
"Enemy planes found, the number of ...
When he said the number, he froze.
In his field of vision, on the radar screen, there was a signal point first, and then a dense network of signal points almost covered the entire screen, which made him stunned.
After being on duty at the radar station for so long, it was the first time he had seen a signal point of this scale.
Even when our own bomber group bombed, it didn't have such a scale.
"How many?"
Seeing that his teammates hadn't spoken for a long time, the teammates on the side began to urge.
"There are many, many of them."
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"A large number of bombers flying like London?"
Soon, Qiu Fatzi received a warning message.
"How much is a lot?"
The corners of Qiu's eyes jumped.
After the British air war, although the Dahu Empire has not been bombed since then, the development of air defense warning technology has not stopped, and radar technology has been upgraded.
After cooperating with the United States, the pace of development was faster than in the time of the British air war, and as far as he knew, radar technology could now distinguish the number of bomber groups under chaff interference.
"Can't tell."
The Air Force person who reported wryly smiled:
"The radar station reported, and the screen was full of signal points, and even the direction and altitude could not be judged."
"What's going on?"
Qiu Fatzi frowned.
It is not possible to judge the number of enemies, direction, position, altitude, how can the air force intercept it?
"Technical experts speculate that the enemy has used a new type of chaff jamming means, which are more effective than our current chaff jamming methods."
The Air Force man who reported was answered.
The chaff interference means is the latest development, and now it is still in its infancy, that is, a very simple bunch of chaff is thrown directly, for the length, density, and delivery methods are still relatively primitive.
The efficiency is poor.
The technology is primitive.
The radar technology of this era can be easily handled, especially with the large base radar deployed on the John Bull Coast.
However, the new chaff jamming bomb produced by the system has been forcibly improved for more than ten years, forming a technological generation gap, which naturally cannot accurately separate the interference, and the number and even height of the attack group cannot be judged.
"What should I do?"
The corners of his mouth twitched again, and Qiu Fatzi didn't think about it anymore, and looked directly at the professional.
"I have ordered the night combat vehicle to take off for reconnaissance and guide the follow-up fighters to intercept."
John Bull is an old rascal after all, he has a solid foundation, and he is not stupid, and he quickly found a way to deal with it.
"Still."
The Air Force general suddenly paused and stopped the topic.
"But what?"
This pause made Qiu Fatzi feel very bad.
"The enemy's bombers flew at a high altitude."
The general's tone was awkward:
"Our fighters can't reach it."
Even the most basic model, the B36 flies at an altitude of more than 12,000 meters, and even at this altitude, the heavy bomber can cruise normally.
And this height, although many fighters of this era can reach it, but it needs to be prepared in advance.
As for attacking at this altitude, it is really a bit difficult, and there is basically no maneuverability at this altitude, and in the face of heavy bombers with anti-aircraft guns, they will really be able to take advantage.
"What then?"
Qiu Fatzi was dumbfounded again.
"Wait for them to come down."
The Air Force General shook his head helplessly.
"Prime Minister, the enemy's bombing target is us, please enter the bomb shelter."
Subsequently, the Air Force General urged.
It doesn't matter if the capital is bombed, it's not that it hasn't been bombed, and this time your own air defense is very strong, but if something goes wrong with the prime minister, then the fun will be great.
The blow to the morale of the military is also huge.
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Although chaff jamming bought time for the bomber group to reach its destination, the British Isles were so big, and the Allied planes were a bit too much, so the time to buy was just a little.
When they finally arrived at the bombing target, Wudu, the bomber group was surrounded by a large number of Allied night fighters.
The number is huge.
It's like a pack of lions hunting around its prey.
One by one, they waited for the group to lower their altitude and pounce on it.
"Reach the target, descend altitude."
"Gunners pay attention to defense,"
Having reached the target, the commander of the pilot gave the order to start the bombing.
With his command, in the field of view of the surrounding Allied fighters, almost a thousand huge aircraft began to fall. From 11,000 meters, the ultimate altitude of the fighter, reaches 10,000 meters.
This is already the altitude at which fighters can attack, while enemy bombers continue to descend altitude.
"Keep waiting."
Seeing the enemy descend to 9,000 meters, many Allied fighters were eager to try, but the commander stopped them.
According to experience, 8,000 meters or less is the best altitude to attack, and of course, when you drop bombs, it is the best time to attack. The moment the magazine is opened, the bomber maneuverability drops dramatically, making it ideal for attacking.
This is, the commander obviously did not expect that this time the Germans did not play their cards according to common sense.
At an altitude of 8,000 meters, the Allied locust swarm began to attack, head-on with the German bomber group, but in the face of the firepower woven by the 20-mm double-barreled turret that gathered for defense, it did not take much advantage at the first time.
Fortunately, at this time, the German aircraft group was inexperienced, and the formation was obvious and reasonable, and soon, the Allied aircraft group found an opportunity, divided part of the aircraft group, and rushed into the formation to carry out the slaughter.
Heavy bombers fell like firebirds.
But in the face of a twenty-mm double-barreled cannon, the losses of the Allied night fighters were not small.
Seven thousand meters altitude.
Descending from an altitude of 8,000 meters, the bomber group descended at full speed, and it took less than a minute, that is, in fact, the Allied fighters only attacked for a minute.
Even in an air battle where every second counts, this time is very short.
What's more, it's night,
Then, in the eyes of the Allied pilots, a group of bombers in the distance, like a herd of thorny sheep, opened their magazines and dropped bombs one after another.
"What do they want to do?"
This scene stunned all the Allied pilots.
That's 7,000 meters.
Seven thousand meters.
At this height, even in the daytime, even with Norton bomber sights, the accuracy was very low, which the Allies they were responsible for bombing were very well aware of, and the Germans who had no reason to be bombed were well aware of this.
Otherwise, why did the Allies change their daytime high-altitude bombardment to nighttime low-altitude bombardment?
Even daytime bombing try to reduce the altitude?
It's nothing more than that the efficiency of high-altitude bombardment is too poor, and the accuracy is too low and too low.
"Go on the offensive."
Although it was not understood whether the Germans were stupid or if there was something wrong with them, the Allied commanders knew that the aim now was to continue the attack and shoot down the enemy bombers.
This time there was no specific target for the bombing, and the order was to drop the bomb on the head of the British, so the Germans naturally dropped all the bombs in one go, and then stepped on the accelerator and returned directly to an altitude of 12,000 meters.
At this height, you can basically sit back and relax.
Unless it's the latest jet fighter, the rest of the fighters can't do anything.
Seeing this scene made all the Allied pilots dumbfounded.
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The next day.
Early morning.
"What about the losses?"
The old fox came to the commander of the Air Force and asked about the losses.
He didn't care about the effects of the bombing, he was very concerned about the losses, and today's Germany has no shortage of people except people.
"Within receiving range."
Kesselring's tone was light:
"Of the 1,008 bombers, only 53 did not return home, with a loss rate of 0.5 percent, and our real loss of pilots was only more than 190 pilots, and the rest were recruited from other countries."
Although the flight crews of other countries are used on a large scale, the front and co-pilot, navigator and some important positions still require Germany's own military personnel.
First, these positions are technically demanding, and second, to prevent enemy spies from infiltrating.
Losses of almost two hundred flight crews.
This figure made the old fox breathe a sigh of relief.
This loss is still acceptable.
Although fifty-three bombers were actually the loss of nearly eight hundred, now that the situation in the empire was stable, the supply of supplies was sufficient, Mark's purchasing power was tough, and recruiting cannon fodder was simple and could continue to be consumed.
"When is the next wave of bombing?"
The old fox continued.
"Tomorrow."
General Kesselring said:
The Führer pressed very hard, and he said that he would drop two million tons of bombs on the British Isles within this year. ’
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Day 3.
In the evening.
Qiu Fatzi called the person in charge of air defense.
"What about the losses?"
He immediately asked the question he was most concerned about:
"What about the casualties?"
He had long known that the Germans had retreated, and the bomber group did not continue to bomb, but the losses needed time to be counted, not in an hour or two.
But the previous movement of the Germans dropping bombs was really outrageous, which made Qiu Fatzi a little scared.
"The losses are not big, and the casualties are small."
Hearing the answer of the person in charge, Qiu Fatzi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The person in charge continued:
"On the day of the bombing, there was wind on the ground, a large number of bombs were blown down on the suburbs, only a small part fell in the city, although the detailed losses have not yet come out, but the losses will not be too large, the people are hiding in the bomb shelters, and there are not many casualties."
In just three days, coupled with the height and number of bombs dropped by the enemy, it is not enough to thoroughly count the losses, so the person in charge here uses the word "not too big", and he is well versed in the way of speaking.
"However, several factories were hit by bombs, and one of them was to provide parts support for the Spitfire, which had an impact on Spitfire production."
"Several airfields were also hit by bombs, a dozen aircraft were lost, some warehouses were damaged, and some soldiers were killed or wounded, but in small numbers."
"Oh, by the way, there is also a lot of damage to farmland in the suburbs, and there have been many fires."
"It's all small things."
Qiu Fatzi's heart became more and more relaxed.
As long as the losses are small, other problems are not big, and as long as the supply of materials can be guaranteed, I believe that the people will not have much opinion. As for the farmland, it doesn't matter, anyway, where the Americans have more food.
"But, Prime Minister."
The person in charge continued:
"The enemy's bombers this time were very large, according to the forecasts of Air Force experts, more than a thousand."
"I have just received information from the pilots who captured the enemy's forced landing planes that the German planes could carry thirty tons of bombs at a time."
"A thousand!"
"Thirty tons each."
Qiu Fatzi suddenly felt dizzy.
A thousand planes, thirty tons each, that's thirty tons at a time.
No wonder the movement was so loud that day, the Germans actually dropped bombs equivalent to more than seven times their thousand planes bombing at one time, and Qiu Fatzi felt a little big.
Just then, a secretary ran in:
"Enemy bombers took off, only two hundred kilometers from London, and the number is unknown."
'It is estimated that the scale is the same as above. ’
After being bombed once, the two major hooligans of Britain and the United States also learned from the education, deployed warships in the English Channel, strengthened the detection of the mainland, and gave early warning through intelligence officers lurking on the mainland.
So the Germans were soon discovered, but because they couldn't solve the technology of chaff interference, they still couldn't judge the number.
However, based on the experience of the last time, I still judged something.
"Intercept it immediately."
Qiuqiu's fat man's face changed greatly.
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Day 4.
The complexions of both sides are not very good-looking.
This time, the British and American hooligans had the experience of the last time, strengthened the size of the interceptor group, and dispatched the latest jets, so the number of shot down was even greater.
However, in the face of a fleet of aircraft cruising every 10,000 meters, and the means of dropping bombs at 7,000 meters, they are not much bigger.
And this time, the damage was very large, because the weather was sunny and there was no wind, most of the bombs fell in the city, even if they were not accurate, but the damage caused by 30,000 tons of bombs was still terrifying.
A large number of buildings, houses, factories were destroyed.
And the Germans, for their part, realized that the situation was not good.
Because this time, the bombing losses were twice as high as before, reaching triple digits, and the loss rate was as high as one tenth.
And the Führer's order is still to keep bombing, don't stop! Don't care about a few casualties, drop two million tons of bombs on John Bull's head in the shortest possible time.
Then, the heavy bomber planes on the warehouse list still show 6,000 units, and not a single one is missing!