The more you fear something, the more likely it will become.
After experiencing the bombing on May 21, the Japanese in Tokyo had not yet recovered from their panic, and a larger attack was about to come.
Chinese aircraft carrier "President".
"Get on the plane, get on the plane! Get ready to take off!"
The sound from the loudspeaker kept coming, and the pilots walked out somewhat lazily and boarded their respective fighters.
Wang Rufei was the last one to come out. As soon as he came out, he was stopped by Lu Yixuan: "This time you will personally lead the team. This time our naval aviation force dispatched three brigades. Do you remember the target?"
"Remember." Wang Rufei said lazily: "Code name, 'Judgment Day', target, the palace!"
Lu Yixuan smiled and put the pipe in his mouth: "Go!"
Countless war eagles roared out from the decks of several aircraft carriers, flying towards the blue sky and towards their established goals.
Target: Tokyo! Target: Imperial Palace!
The frightened Japanese must now face their second "trial."
And among the huge crowd of people who will be "judged", there will be one more:
Emperor of Japan: Hirohito!
Prior to this, Wang Hengyue, the President of the Republic of China, had considered using atomic bombs to bomb Japan many times, but after several considerations, he gave up the idea.
As the most terrifying weapon of this era, Wang Hengyue does not want to expose this sharp weapon to the whole world prematurely. Once this terrifying ultimate weapon is used as a deterrent, even a world war may not be triggered, and
This is what Wang Hengyue least wants to see...
Tokyo, August 22, 9:00 am.
It has not been long since yesterday's bombing, but the Japanese at this time would not have thought that yesterday's bombing was just a rehearsal, and a larger and more terrifying bombing was about to begin...
The air raid warning sounded just like yesterday, and it sounded so shrill and shrill in the skies over Tokyo...
Fortunately, they have gone through a baptism. This time, when facing the bombing, the Japanese in Tokyo at least seemed to be much more orderly.
However, there are more planes appearing over Tokyo...
They appeared unscrupulously in the sky over Tokyo as if there was no one around, and anti-aircraft fire was ringing just below the fleet, but who would care?
You can shoot down one, two, or ten planes, but in the face of such a huge group of bombers, Tokyo's anti-aircraft artillery seems so weak and powerless.
The fireworks set off by the artillery fire in the air continued to set off next to Wang Rufei's war eagle. Wang Rufei watched lazily and smiled lazily. No matter how much artillery fire was fired, it had nothing to do with him. He had only one goal:
Royal Palace!
I don’t know why the superiors asked me to switch from fighter jets to bombers. This made Wang Rufei, who was used to fighting enemies in the air, not used to it. But it is said that this was a decision made after careful consideration by the superiors.
There is another saying that there will be more important tasks to be entrusted to Wang Rufei in the future...
What mission? God knows...
"Close to the target, close to the target." The voice of escorting fighter planes came from the side, and Wang Rufei's spirit perked up.
The anti-aircraft fire near the target obviously became more intense. It was obvious that the Japanese on the ground discovered the purpose of this group of fighters. They fired with all their might to block the approach of the Chinese aircraft group.
This is the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, the most sacred place in the hearts of the Japanese. Once this place is bombed, the psychological blow to the Japanese soldiers and civilians will be huge and irreparable.
Dozens of Japanese planes appeared menacingly and rushed toward the Chinese fleet at all costs. They were here to risk their lives.
Wang Rufei smiled contemptuously!
In terms of quality and quantity, the Japanese aircraft are not at the same level as the Chinese aircraft fleet. If you fly the escort fighter yourself, you will achieve a good result. Fortunately, your own escort fighter is also trustworthy.
The escort fighters dispersed with a "whoosh" and headed towards their chosen targets.
Bullets were flying in the air, and the roar of machine guns shook the sky over Tokyo.
One Japanese plane was shot down, and then another... Wang Rufei's brothers did not betray the trust of the captain, they successfully blocked the Japanese plane.
"Judge, judge, close to food, close to food. Can come out of the nest, can come out of the nest."
The voice of the escort fighter pilot came over the radio. It was relaxed. It seemed that these brave pilots did not regard this as a battle.
The anti-aircraft fire on the ground is still roaring hoarsely, but they can no longer stop the arrival of the Chinese...
In the eyes of this group of Chinese bombers, the targets on the ground are their most delicious food...
...
Imperial Palace of Japan, May 22, 1937, 9:30 am.
Japan's pseudo-"Emperor" Hirohito was in a very anxious mood at the moment. Tokyo was actually bombed yesterday. God knows when a Chinese plane will appear above his head.
It can’t be trusted, even those armies can’t be trusted!
I once promised myself that I would be able to achieve a great naval victory, defeat the Chinese fleet, and restore the empire's glory in Asia. But what was the result?
As a result, the empire's fleet suffered the most disastrous defeat. Even the super battleship that the Japanese navy was proud of was sunk...
Now, Chinese planes can appear in the sky over Tokyo without anyone noticing...
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Lord Shimauchijio, the captain of the bodyguard, hurried in: "Your Majesty, please follow me immediately to hide in the air-raid shelter."
"Why?" The surprised Hirohito quickly asked with his eyes wide open.
Oshimauchi Terao hesitated for a moment, then said: "The Chinese air force is here, and their target this time seems to be here..."
"Asshole!" Hirohito still couldn't control his emotions and shouted angrily: "Asshole! Where is our anti-aircraft artillery fire? Where is our air force? Why not stop the Chinese air force? Why?"
Oshimauchi Terao looked sad and helpless: "Your Majesty, there are too many Chinese planes, and we have no way to stop them..."
"No, no!" Hirohito roared there: "I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here! Tell the soldiers, I'll be here watching them fight! The best way to protect me is,
Just shoot down all the Chinese air forces! Defend the palace, defend Tokyo, and defend Japan!"
Hirohito was a little hysterical. No matter how Oshimauchi Terao tried to persuade him, Hirohito refused to leave.
Oshimachi Terao gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty, please forgive my sin, I'm sorry! When the Chinese plane leaves, I will be at your disposal!"
With a wink as he spoke, several guards rushed up, picked up Hirohito without any explanation and rushed out...
...
"Boom - boom - boom -"
The bombs fell on the palace one after another, accurately and fiercely!
Hirohito and his "courtiers" in the air-raid shelter watched all this in stunned silence, watching the bomb explode in the palace, watching the fire burning in the palace...
It’s simply unbelievable!
The "sacred" and "inviolable" palace was actually bombed by the Chinese!
Even the Imperial Palace was bombed. Where else in Japan is a safe place?
The bombing by Chinese aircraft seemed to refuse to stop for a minute. Just as one wave of bombing ended, a new wave of bombing came immediately.
Those cannonballs are endless, as if the Chinese are going to throw all the cannonballs here...
"I...I..." It took Hirohito a long time to say the words: "I am sorry for my ancestors!"
After saying that, he burst into tears.
The ministers around him were all crying with him, but no one dared to comfort him. This was the darkest day in Japanese history and the most shameful day.
Tokyo - the Imperial Palace, was bombed, bombed by the enemy...
When the Chinese planes that had dropped their bombs flew away contentedly, Tokyo, which had been so noisy just now, suddenly became dead silent.
Countless houses were destroyed, countless Japanese died under this bombing, and countless places were turned into ruins... And the most sacred place in the hearts of the Japanese: the Imperial Palace, was also unable to escape.
This misfortune.
The palace was bombed into a mess, fire could be seen everywhere, and dead people could be seen everywhere.
Oshimauchi Terao wanted to persuade His Majesty not to go out for the time being, but Hirohito threw away the hand of the captain of the guard angrily and walked out anyway.
What a scene appeared before his eyes!
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, this place has completely turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood... Those faces that were familiar not long ago have now fallen into a pool of blood one by one...
Hirohito couldn't say anything, he just stood here blankly...
When Hayashi Juro and Konoe Fumimaro hurried over, Hirohito numbly pointed at the scene in front of him: "Is this the victory of the empire you are talking about?"
Hayashi Jujuro and Konoe Fumimaro couldn't say anything.
They know better than anyone else that there is no way to stop the Chinese attack. Today is bombing, and soon, Chinese troops will appear outside Tokyo.
There is no way, there is really no way this time...
They tried their best, but they had no air control, no sea control, nothing. Human lives alone could not stop the Chinese aircraft, artillery and chariot attacks.
Therefore, the Japanese will soon face the final judgment of the end of the world.