Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

At 6 a.m. on April 17, 1942, the last combat briefing before departure officially ended. There was still one hour before the scheduled departure time of the 1st and 3rd Air Divisions.

At this time, the sky was cloudless and the breeze was refreshing. This kind of airspace environment with good visibility was simply an excellent assist sent by God.

When Fang Ziyi arrived at his own tarmac in the car, his crew members were already ready.

Everyone wore special flight jackets that could withstand low temperatures, and equipment such as helmets, goggles, gloves, self-defense weapons, and parachutes were placed in designated areas.

Since this was the first time the comrades had carried out a strategic bombing mission, they were more or less nervous.

There was no way, even if the general staff had planned the route and operational details in advance, and even made several versions of the emergency plan, bombing the Japanese homeland was still very dangerous.

Nervousness is human nature and unavoidable.

Fortunately, Fang Ziyi is a mature and experienced commander. He had already anticipated this scene and had already thought of a specific solution.

In order to relieve everyone's pressure, the ace took out a crumpled book from his pocket, and then said to the soldiers with a smile:

"The pilots from Daiying and Chou will bring their own lucky charms before each mission. However, our Eighth Route Army are all materialists and do not engage in such idealistic things."

"The book I have in my hand is our family's genealogy. After the air battle at Zhongtiao Mountain, the elders in the family have opened a separate page for me."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the soldiers present suddenly became burning. Especially for the two local comrades from Shandong, the tension and uneasiness in their hearts disappeared without a trace in an instant.

That’s a family tree!

What good man can resist the temptation of opening a single page?

Although his solution had already worked, Fang Ziyi decided to add another fire to the crowd, completely igniting the fighting spirit and passion in the hearts of his comrades.

"Not only the genealogy, but also the county annals of our county have opened a separate page for me. As a man and a soldier, I can now be said to have reached the pinnacle of my life."

"By the way, I also have some inside information. Director Huang told me by telegram the day before yesterday."

"When our strategic bombing operation is successfully concluded, the headquarters will build a memorial hall in the Jiaodong area specifically to record the heroic deeds of our Air Force."

"As long as you perform well on the battlefield, for example, if you severely damage a certain key target, the branch will open a showcase for you."

After finishing speaking, the apron was completely boiling, and even the ground crew on standby became agitated.

There is only one thought in the minds of all soldiers, and that is to throw all the bombs and napalm bombs in the magazine on the enemy's head, and burn out all evil with monstrous fire.

"Fang team, when do we set off? I can't wait!"

"Haha, don't worry, there's more"

Just when Fang Ziyi was about to answer the question, a burst of radio noise suddenly sounded over the airport.

To become a bomber pilot or crew member, everyone's eyesight is naturally very good. Following the source of the sound, they saw a man wearing black leather clothing.

Under the illumination of the lights at the scene, this man's face showed perseverance and coldness, and his body exuded an aura of calmness and self-power.

Facing the targets of curiosity and exploration, 103 raised the microphone in his hand and said:

"Comrades, I am LYL, everyone must know me."

"Today! It is a good day! It is also the day that the people of the Republic of China have been waiting for for many years! I am honored to be here to represent the border region and the headquarters to practice it for everyone!"

"Since the outbreak of the all-out war of resistance against Japan, I have dreamed countless times that I led my troops to the enemy's homeland and personally made those damn Japanese beasts understand what despair means."

"I have been waiting for five years, and this opportunity finally came!"

103's voice carried inspiring power, and those few words just now were like beating war drums, instantly making the blood of all the officers and soldiers present boil.

He looked around for a week, then took a deep breath and loudly ordered: "Everyone is here! Board the plane! Let's go!"

"Let us set Tokyo on fire! Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the airport reached its peak in an instant, and the soldiers responded with a loud roar:

"Light up Tokyo! Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"Light up Tokyo! Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"Light up Tokyo! Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

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After the mobilization meeting, members of each crew conducted a final visual inspection and then boarded the new four-engine heavy bomber.

That's right, the fighter plane piloted by our comrades in this strategic bombing operation is the famous anti-fascist hammer: Lancaster!

Unlike the earlier model MK.1 currently used by the Royal Air Force, the Lancaster provided by Awakening Tiger is the final complete version produced in small quantities after the war.

As a high-quality equipment produced by the military factory in the system, this four-engine heavy bomber can have a maximum range of 4,388 kilometers as long as it is paired with 150 Shen fuel also produced by the system.

As for aerial bombs?

The Lancaster is a large-capacity, simple and crude weapon that can carry up to 11 tons of various types of aerial bombs in a single mission.

Such a level of bomb load was absolutely amazing in early 1942. The B17 equipped by the Ugly Country now has to hit one before leaving, and the three poor Axis bastards are drooling with envy.

As long as it is sent out, the soldiers can definitely set up a barbecue stall in Tokyo, so that the Japanese homeland can feel the long-lost warmth. This is the confidence of 103 to say that it will turn millions of leaflets into thousands of tons of bombs.

However, the Lancaster of the Eighth Route Army Air Force also has shortcomings. Its self-defense firepower is really weak.

Compared with the hedgehog-like flying fortress, these strategic bombers are only equipped with six ancestral 7.7mm Brownings and two 12.7mm Lao Gan Ma.

The most fatal thing is that there is no shooting position at the belly of the Lancaster, not to mention any ball-shaped turrets.

Fortunately, when performing strategic bombing missions, the twin-engine heavy fighters of the Air Force Division will escort the entire process, and the weak self-defense firepower will not have any serious impact.

Want to stop the terrifying strategic bombing of the Eighth Master? You don’t have this strength at all. When can you mass-produce shockwaves and come to touch porcelain!

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When all the members had boarded the plane, the sky was already turning pale. Fang Ziyi looked through the window at the Lancaster bombers of other formations, and then said to the co-pilot beside him:

"Prepare to check the checklist."

After that, the two checked the fuel delivery valve, intercooler, gyroscope, air intake fairing, throttle, main power switch, boost pump and fuel quantity.

At the same time, the rest of the members were not idle.

The radio operator confirmed the call sign and frequency with the tower, and the navigator, bombardier and self-defense machine gunner also completed their respective reports.

"Start engine number one!"

With Fang Ziyi's order, the piston engine on the inner side of the right wing started running first, driving the propeller to start rotating from slow to fast.

"Fuel pressure and oil pressure are normal!"

After confirming that there was no mechanical failure, the remaining three engines were started one after another, and the Lancaster bomber slowly taxied into the field.

This scene was seen clearly by 103 on the control tower. He quickly put down the telescope in his hand and ordered the soldiers on standby beside him:

"Quick! Give them the signal to go!"

"Swoosh!"

Seeing the green flare soaring into the sky, Fang Ziyi released the brakes and rushed to the end of the runway with the maximum throttle.

For a moment, the roar of the four engines was deafening.

After the lead plane successfully took off, the high-level group and the low-level group followed closely, and the entire formation completed the attack at an interval of one plane every two minutes.

In just half an hour, 28 Lancasters disappeared in the night sky.

All the fighters flew eastward, according to the predetermined course and route, to the assembly point over the Bohai Sea.

There, there would be bomber formations from several other airports waiting for them.

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In fact, completing the assembly in the sky of the Jiaodong area is almost the most dangerous part of the entire mission. After all, there are 100 heavy bombers fully loaded with bombs and fuel. Once they collide, the planes will inevitably be destroyed and people will die.

Fortunately, the comrades had radios, which allowed real-time communication during the flight.

Coupled with the guidance of the ground radar station and the cloudless weather, everyone was able to complete the assembly without any danger.

When the entire formation began to climb, Fang Ziyi's voice reached the ears of every soldier through the communication system in the aircraft.

"The pilot calls the crew members. The current altitude is 3,000 meters. Everyone put on oxygen masks. Be careful of your saliva. Don't let it turn into ice and block the oxygen holes."

"The current temperature is minus 30 degrees. Don't hold the machine gun with your bare hands, or your hands will stick. Keep the communication in the cabin unobstructed, and report to me in time if you find anything."

"Three and a half hours later, we arrived above the target!" (End of this chapter)