After half an hour's flight, the Ming Army's first attack wave aircraft group flew into the target sea area. Taiwan Island is 100 kilometers away on the right, and Diaoyu Island is 70 kilometers away on the left. Below is the vast sea, with endless ripples shining in the strong tropical sun.
Glow.
In the sky ahead, a small gray figure appeared. It was a warship.
The leader of the fleet waved to the friendly aircraft on the left and right in the cockpit, indicating that he had found the target and flew towards it, preparing to fight. The pilots of the friendly aircraft on the left and right nodded and gave a thumbs up to express receipt. The pilots all put on their goggles.
Staring at the target in the distance, the adrenaline in his body began to rise, his heart beat faster, and he was ready to engage in a life-and-death battle.
The gray warship below in the distance moved slowly like a small beetle, trailing white tail marks behind it. The aircraft group was getting closer and closer, and the warship below was getting larger and clearer. It could already be seen that it was a
A cruiser.
Looking around, there were no enemy planes in the air. And on the vast sea, only this one warship could be seen.
At this time, several black clouds burst out in front of the fleet, and then several more. Looking down, the warships below were all flashing with bright spots, like a hedgehog.
Every bright spot was a tongue of fire. All the guns of the Japanese ship were firing in the sky. You can imagine how nervous the Japanese ship was at this moment. It had probably never seen such a large fleet.
Dozens of black clouds exploded in the middle of the Ming army aircraft group, one after another. Amidst the muffled roar, many aircraft felt the impact of the shock wave and bumped violently. The clanking sound of shrapnel collisions was also heard from time to time.
The fleet leader glanced at the Japanese ship below, compared it with the aerial photo on the dashboard, and said over the radio:
"This is Senior Miao. Brothers, follow me to attack."
At the command, 42 dive bombers lined up in a neat formation and dived downwards one after another. The 36 torpedo planes also roared, spread out in all directions, lowered their altitude, and began to select positions, preparing to attack the enemy with the dive bombers.
When the ship's anti-aircraft fire is attracted to high altitudes, fatal strikes are launched from low altitudes.
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For this lonely cruiser, this was a desperate situation. With more than 40 dive bombers and more than 30 torpedo bombers, this was definitely not something that the anti-aircraft firepower of a single warship could handle.
The dive bomber rushed straight down from high altitude at an extremely fast speed and a high elevation angle of up to ten degrees. The machine guns and machine guns of the cruiser below were spraying flames, and the lines of fire drawn by tracer bullets were intertwined, trying to catch up with the roaring aircraft.
.And the Ming bomber pilots couldn't care less at this moment. They had already put life and death aside, turning a blind eye to the line of fire passing by them, turning a deaf ear to the large black clouds around them, and only looking at the rapidly growing cruiser below.
"Hold on... hold on..." The bombardier put his eyes on the sight, put his thumb next to the red button, his forehead was covered with sweat, and said loudly, "Hold on... hold on... let go!!!"
Hearing his "let go", the pilot immediately pulled up without saying a word. The plane almost passed over the mast of the Japanese ship, climbed up in the blink of an eye, and left the behemoth behind.
A huge water column rose close to the Japanese cruiser, and the sea water fell on the deck like an avalanche.
The pilot could clearly see the bow number. This was the Myoga high-class heavy cruiser, the Nachi.
Like a swarm of bumblebees, the Ming army's dive bombers lined up and rushed towards the Nachi. Within a few seconds, the Nachi was surrounded by water columns. The heavy cruiser fired tongues of fire upwards while increasing its power and turning left and right.
Turning around, it drags a long S-shaped white wave. Looking down from the air, it looks like a white earthworm. It can be seen that the officers and soldiers of the Japanese ship are of high standard, and their usual hard training has come in handy now.
But it was still of no use. Half a minute after the battle started, the first bomb was finally thrown on the deck of the Nachi. Suddenly, fireworks burst into the sky, and a large fireball rolled into the sky. A machine gun was lifted into the air and rolled into the sea. It almost
I saw several Japanese artillery pieces flying in the air and then falling into the sea.
On the radio, more than a dozen Ming army pilots cheered. A dive bomber was blocked by a rising column of black smoke. It rushed over recklessly and was hit by the flames of a 20mm machine gun. In the air,
The explosion disintegrated and turned into a ball of fire falling into the sea.
This achievement obviously inspired the Japanese sailors. The Japanese sailors below were wearing steel helmets, shouting wildly, swinging their machine guns wildly, and firing at the swooping aircraft. The Ming army aircraft not only dropped bombs, but also strafed
.Coupled with the explosion just now, the rear deck is already full of
It was bloody. Even if the Japanese artillerymen were not hit, their heads and faces were splashed with blood. Even the anti-aircraft guns were covered in blood. But these sailors, who were fighting for the first time, still gritted their teeth and shouted crazily.
, trying hard to follow the usual hard training method, shaking the barrel and fighting to the death.
One after another, the Ming army's planes were hit by bombs and burst into flames. Some exploded directly, and some fell into the sea dragging long smoke, jumping two or three times in a row before being shattered. Some were just lucky.
Okay, I didn't suffer any fatal injuries, so I staggered back to the ship with the fireworks behind me.
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At this time, two more aircraft groups appeared at low altitude in the distance, one on the left and one on the right, flying slowly towards the Nachi. They were biplanes, with long torpedoes hanging under the belly of the aircraft.
The commander on the bridge of the Nachi discovered the torpedo machine at this time, and immediately loudly ordered the deployment of firepower to intercept. But at this time, the gun barrels of the entire ship were raised high, and each gun crew was concentrating on diving.
As for the bombers, now that they suddenly received the order, they were all in a hurry to swing the barrel down.
At least half of the Nachi's guns were now deployed to deal with the low-altitude torpedo planes. The high-altitude dive bombers suddenly felt the pressure greatly reduced, and each one became bold and focused on aiming and diving. Within ten seconds,
Two more bombs hit one after another.
There were already fireworks on the cruiser. The deck was full of blood, internal organs, broken arms and limbs, the miserable wails of the sailors, the sound of guns, and the roar of aircraft intertwined to form a song of death. However, the sounds of each gun position
The uninjured Japanese sailors still stood firm and fired at the torpedo planes with gritted teeth.
The torpedo planes were slow and bulky, and they were simply living targets at this time. Facing the dense shells coming towards them, the torpedo planes were like dumplings, catching fire and exploding one after another. From being discovered by the Japanese ship to flying over to attack
Within more than a minute, ten torpedo planes were hit one after another, and blood was scattered in the sky.
Finally, the aircraft approached the torpedo attack range. The torpedo captain gave an order, and each aircraft began to attack freely.
At this time, in order to avoid torpedoes, the Nachi was already moving forward in an S-shaped track. It kept full left and right rudders, and its huge hull dragged billowing fireworks and whitecaps, rushing left and right like a drunkard.
sudden, trying to make it difficult for the torpedo bombardier to determine its course, making it difficult to grasp the timing of throwing torpedoes.
But it was useless. There were too many torpedo planes, and they were approaching from two directions. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty torpedoes had been thrown into the sea one after another, forming two torpedo nets, dragging bubbles straight towards the cruiser from the port and starboard sides.
There is no way to escape.
The captain of the Nachi looked pale, with beads of sweat rolling down his face, and ordered loudly:
"Full right rudder! Full right rudder!... Full left rudder! Full left rudder!... Full right rudder!... Full left rudder!... Left... Right... Left... Quick! Quick! Ah, no good
!!!"
There was a huge tremor, and everyone on the bridge was knocked to the ground. Immediately afterwards, flames shot up from below, and the billowing black smoke on the side completely obscured the view.
Before the captain could get up, there was another loud noise, and the entire cruiser trembled again. He understood that two torpedoes were hit in a row, and the warship was finished.
When several officers got up, they found that they were already unsteady - the ground had tilted severely and continued to tilt at a rate of one degree in a few seconds. The warship was finished and there was no way to save it.
The Ming army pilots were in the air, watching the Japanese cruiser tilt rapidly and then begin to roll over.