The conditions for the airdrop are very good. Although the sky is dark, the visibility is not bad. There is some southeast wind, but not very strong. And the most important thing is that no one is disturbing. The airdrop group can circle slowly to find the best position.
At the same time, reduce the speed to as low as possible and lower the height to almost just enough to open the parachute. In short, you can calmly achieve the perfect airdrop.
The altitude is lower, the speed is slower, and the cabin doesn't seem to be so bitterly cold. The mountains below can be seen so clearly. If the visibility is the best at noon, you can definitely see every tree clearly.
The selected airdrop area is not large, just a rectangular area of 1000 meters by 3000 meters. It can be said to be a small basin or a valley. These three square kilometers are filled with guerrillas from the Taihang Mountain Column, waiting.
Receive goods. These three square kilometers are mountainous, which is already very large for the guerrillas on the ground, but for the planes in the sky, it goes by in the blink of an eye.
Even if the Junkers transport plane is set to its slowest speed, it can still fly dozens of meters per second. 15 planes line up and fly over this rectangular shape while quickly dropping columns one after another.
A large cyst.
These large cylindrical bags left the plane and fell almost straight down, dragging a bunch of unopened parachutes on them, shaking in the airflow like a small tail.
Suddenly, this "little tail" expanded and turned into a huge white cloud, which began to drag the large bag around in the sky, floating with the wind. However, the airdrop height was very low, and the parachute was already off the ground when it opened.
Very close. The bags didn't float very far before they touched the ground, wrapped in parachutes, and rolled down the hillside.
The valley was full of guerrillas. When they saw a package landing, they immediately cheered and gathered around from all directions to unpack, portion and drag it away.
Because the airdrop area was too narrow and the parachutes were densely packed, several parachutes got tangled together and shot straight to the ground like bombs, falling to pieces. Food packages, cans, compressed biscuits, shoes, and daily necessities rolled all over the hillside.
.More people will come to pick it up.
In less than a minute, the first plane in the lead judged based on the bonfire below: it had flown out of the three-kilometer-long area. Although more than half of the packages were not dropped, it no longer continued to airdrop, but
Turn around and fly back.
When the following planes saw this signal, they stopped there, followed it, turned and circled, and flew back. A few minutes later, the last plane also flew over the entire area.
The time was too short, some planes dropped half of the packages, and some only dropped a third.
Despite being careful, nearly 40% of the parachutes in the first round fell outside the designated area. Pieces of white parachute cloth lay outside the border bonfire. Some were only a few hundred meters away, and some were over a thousand meters away.
Fortunately, the mountains in this area are not steep, and there are many guerrillas. With a little more effort and a little more hardship, we can still pick up some.
15 Junkers lined up and started flying again calmly from the beginning. The fighter jets observing from above provided some corrections to the transport aircraft, and the airdrop was much more accurate this time. After the second round, 5 transport aircraft had finished dropping their cargo, and the remaining
There is only a small amount of cargo left on the next 10 planes.
A few minutes later, the third round of airdrops ended, and all 45 tons of cargo were dropped.
It was already close to 18:00. The sun was setting, the western sky was covered with sunset, and the entire fleet began to return eastward.
All aircraft increase the throttle, and they must fly over the fleet within an hour. Landing on the aircraft carrier at night is too difficult, and the fighter jets must return to the aircraft carrier before it gets completely dark. Then the 15 Junkers 52s can use the cover of night to
Fly over the Bohai Sea and return to Dongjiang Fleet Airport.
There was silence in the conference room, with only the ticking sound of the clock on the wall and the smoke filling the room. The table was filled with senior generals from the Army Aviation and Navy, as well as several leaders of the People's Guard Security Team. Some were staring.
They were looking at the slide map board, and some were staring at the documents in front of them. During this tense time, everyone was thinking about their own things.
From time to time, a female officer would come in and report the latest news about the fleet and the fleet.
It has been ten minutes since we received the airdrop report. Everyone knows that now is the most critical moment. It will only take the next half hour.
I was lucky when I went there and didn't encounter enemy planes all the way. But along the way, people must have seen them on the ground. No matter how stupid the Qing army was, they should have guessed the Ming army's intentions. In the Beijing-Tianjin area, the Qing army
The fighter planes were assembled so close together that it was easy to intercept them on their way back.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the atmosphere was deathly silent.
Li Guoliang put the cigarette butt in the ashtray, puffed out the smoke and said:
"The Qing army in the north of Xuzhou - Zhili, Shandong, and Liaoning - now has less than 300 fighter jets in total. Those that can fly and fight will not exceed 250. And it is impossible to appear at the same time.
One place. But our one hundred fighter jets are all concentrated together... In other words, we have a huge local numerical advantage."
None of the generals present spoke, only a few nodded in agreement. Everyone knew that Li Guoliang mainly wanted to comfort everyone. Even so, it was still quite dangerous after all. In addition, the main air battles would be on the enemy's land.
It is carried out in the sky, which means that for every downed aircraft, the pilot cannot come back.
Fourteen Gege pushed the table and stood up, slowly walking to the window.
Everyone looked at her. Everyone knew that this was the first time that Shishi Gege had participated in a meeting directly dealing with the Beiqing. Everyone was very careful about what they said. They usually talked about "Qinglu" or even "Qinggou".
"They all carefully stopped saying it and replaced it with the neutral word "Qing Army".
Fourteen Gege gently opened the window, took a deep breath of fresh air, and looked at the sunset in the distance.
…
The wall clock struck "dang", and everyone stared at the wall - it was six o'clock sharp.
At this time, a female officer came in and reported something to Stomache. Then Stomache nodded and said to everyone:
"I just received a report from the Hongwu squadron. They have released 40 fighter jets again to respond."
Xiang Xiaoqiang took out another cigarette from the can on the table, lit it on the cigarette butt in his mouth, then held it in his mouth, looking for something to say, and asked about his stomachache:
"Zi Teng, how much was the monthly output of Beiqing fighter jets after the war?"
My stomach hurts and I immediately say:
"Sir, the production number of combat aircraft in Beiqing in the past three months is about 500 to 600, which is about 35% of ours. Among them, 300 to 400 are old biplanes and fighter jets.
The ratio is half and half with bombers, and it seems that there are more bombers. Among the 250-300 fighter jets, there should be no more than 100 Haidongqings."
He nodded to Xiaoqiang and said slowly:
"I remember that during the armistice, the Qing army's Haidongqing was beaten and there were only dozens of them left. Now the total number is a hundred or dozens. Of these hundreds and dozens of planes, none of them can be placed north of Xuzhou.
More than a third."
"Your Majesty," he said with a bellyache, "the main force of the Qing Air Force is placed south of Xuzhou, mainly 200-300 kilometers north of the Yangtze River defense line. North of Xuzhou is their rear area, and the only thing they have to guard against is
At the Dongjiang Fleet Airport, we only have one brigade with dozens of bombers, while their several brigade and two to three hundred fighter jets are more than enough."
Xiang Xiaoqiang took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes, glanced at the fourteen grids by the window, and continued chatting:
"I'm just wondering, Beiqing's heavy industry foundation shouldn't be weak, so why can't the aviation industry improve?"
"Qing's aviation industry is overly dependent on Japan."
Everyone looked towards the window when they heard the sound of the fourteenth pattern.
Fourteen Gege leaned against the window, facing the crowd, and his figure only showed a graceful silhouette in the backlight of the setting sun.
She continued calmly:
"...and the design companies of each aircraft are different. Haidongqing is from Mitsubishi, Zhebie is from Kawasaki, and Wuyun is from Nakajima. It is said that they are self-produced, but from the assembly line to the engine to the parts, everything is
It has to be shipped from Japan. At this rate, producing five or six hundred aircraft in three months is already trying our best. On the contrary... Daming has no independent models except for twin-engine large aircraft. Single-engine aircraft are designed from the design down to every smallest part.
, all really done by myself.
"...Haha, speaking of it, I once suggested to the Emperor Jiade that it would be great to learn from the Ming Dynasty and realize self-production. The Qing Dynasty's industrial base is not impossible. The emperor... He also agreed very much and tried to do this.
It was done...but it couldn't be done. All the key officials were fed by the Japanese military. The Japanese did not want the Qing Dynasty to be too powerful, just enough to suppress the Nan Ming. Because at that time, the Ming Dynasty had just completed the independence of its aviation industry, and the number of aircraft was also very large.
few.
"Guarde doesn't have much courage. If it can't be implemented, let's forget it. This Guangwu is different now. I know his character. If he really wants to do something, he will kill anyone who goes against the grain."
…
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect that Shi Shigege would say such a thing. He also made no secret of what happened when he was in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed "haha" in amusement.
"Princess Liaoyang is honored to meet you" and the like.
Xiang Xiaoqiang immediately grabbed him and asked:
"What Her Royal Highness the Princess means is to give Guangwu a period of peace, and maybe the Beiqing Aviation Industry will come up?"
Fourteen Gege waved his hands and said with a smile:
"Okay, I didn't say anything, let's have a meeting, let's have a meeting."
With that said, he walked back to his seat and sat down.
Suddenly, a female officer ran in and said directly:
"My lords, our fleet has been intercepted!"
The conference room became lively with "coaxing", and everyone was staring at the map board. Without saying anything, the female officer ran to the map board and marked it, while saying:
"Right here, in the airspace near Renqiu County, there are more than a dozen enemy planes, about one squadron, all of which are Jebie fighter jets. There has been an exchange of fire now."
Everyone relaxed a little when they heard that there was only one squadron of enemy planes, and all of them were farewell. Li Guoliang said:
"It may be a group of enemy aircraft searching the perimeter. More enemy aircraft will appear soon."
At this time, another female officer ran in and said:
"Two enemy fighter squadrons were shot down by our troops. They have broken away from the battle and fled to the northeast. Our troops had no casualties."
If Li Guoliang hadn't said that just now, Xiang Xiaoqiang would definitely have nodded and said "very good, very good" with a smile. But he said that this was just the enemy's "vanguard force", so now the atmosphere has only become more tense.
The two female officers finished marking the map board and trotted out again.
…
Another ten minutes passed, and there was no news for ten minutes.
The officers present looked at the hands on the wall clock and the route drawn with pencil on the map, estimating the position of the aircraft group at any time.
At 18:15, the first female officer ran in, made a second mark on the map, then turned around and said:
"At 18:13, about 40 fighter jets of the Qing Army launched an attack on our fleet from the northeast. It was still a two-winged Zhebie style. There are no casualties or results reported yet."
Then he immediately ran out again.
Xiang Xiaoqiang glanced at Li Guoliang and received a positive nod. He understood that he was serious now.
This time the meeting room was not as lively as the first time. Everyone was silent. The atmosphere was quite solemn.
Almost as soon as the first female officer went out, a few minutes later the second one ran in and reported breathlessly:
"More than thirty more Jebie fighter jets, about a group of them, appeared from the north and attacked our fleet! So far, our army has shot down three enemy planes, and there are still no casualties!"
Everyone secretly shouted "Okay" in their hearts. Xiang Xiaoqiang's face was calm, but he was already sweating with the pen in his hand, and he almost broke the penholder. He kept saying in his heart:
Hold on! Hold on!
…
Currently, there are more than 70 Qing fighter jets fighting against the Ming fleet, and they are all double-wing Zhebie type. So far, the Ming fighter jets still have a dual advantage in quality and quantity.
The clock on the wall has already read 18:25, and the aircraft fleet mark has been inserted on the map over Dacheng County. More than half of the return journey has been completed.
But no one knows whether this advantage will be maintained to the end. In the next 100 kilometers or so of the voyage, the Qing army will mobilize a large number of fighter jets to pursue and intercept. The Ming army openly went deep into the Bohai Sea and into the rear areas of Zhili with great fanfare.
This is the first time in more than two hundred years. The Manchu and Qing Dynasties will never tolerate it. The Ming army fleet cannot move, but the Ming army has a mere 100 fighter jets and 15 transport aircraft without defense capabilities. The Qing army is still capable of taking down
dropped.
The biggest advantage that the Ming army currently has is that the flight distance is relatively short. Before the Qing army could react, the Ming army had already arrived at the airdrop site. The Qing army had just started to organize a siege, and the Ming army had already returned halfway.
"We have a Junker shot down!"
The second female officer ran in and said while marking the front of the map:
"The Qing army came with another brigade of Haidongqing and a brigade of Zhebie. We lost one Junker and three Kingfishers in five minutes!"
Then she ran out.
"Poor Aunt Rong."
Xiang Xiaoqiang read silently, staring at the map. Now the Qing army has at least 130 fighter jets, and there is also a brigade of more than 30 Haidongqings.
The Ming army only had 100 Kingfishers and had to protect 15 Junkers. This was also expected.
At present, only 1 Junkers and 3 Kingfishers have been lost, which is very small. This is also the reason why the Ming Army always has a quality advantage. The 100 fighters of the Ming Army are all new, and the pilots have more flight hours and combat experience.
Better than Qing army pilots.
However, in the next ten minutes, as if God deliberately prevented Xiang Xiaoqiang from having an easy time, bad news came one after another.
"We lost a Junker!"
"We lost a Kingfisher!"
"The Qing army has another squadron, Haidongqing, and a brigade, Zhebie!"
"We lost three Kingfishers!"
"We lost another Junker!"
"We lost two Kingfishers!"
…
Anyway, at the last moment, it felt to Xiang Xiaoqiang that the Ming aircraft dropped like dumplings.