These two 40-pound aerial bombs came from the second fighter. Although the first Fury fighter was hit by an anti-aircraft gun and also dropped an aerial bomb, it did not hit. Instead, it passed by and landed on the ground. A few meters away on the northeast side of the building.
Although people in later generations often jokingly call this small aerial bomb "sweet potato", in fact, even a 40-pound aerial bomb has as much as 8 kilograms of powder, which is equivalent to a 150mm grenade.
High-speed fragments scattered in all directions. At least ten officers and soldiers of the second team who were transferring the wounded were hit and fell to the ground. The shock wave also overturned a bunch of people.
"Fuck me!" From Zhou Changfeng's perspective, the fighter jet that was hit was deliberately attacking the wounded team. He pointed to the east and shouted: "Xue Can! Send a platoon to kill that piece of shit for me. Catch it!"
At this time, the Vincent bomber also flew over the building after a circle, and a 500-pound aerial bomb hit hard.
"boom!"
Concrete fragments flew everywhere, and after the deafening explosion, the overwhelmed building finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed with a crash, filling the air with gray smoke.
Second Lieutenant Pereira was in trouble today. He really didn't expect that he would be shot down so quickly.
During the air raids of the past few days, he had never been attacked so head-on. The anti-aircraft firepower on the ground was only a few shots to remind the pilots not to be too arrogant, but just now...
In fact, a total of six 12.8mm bullets hit the Fury fighter of the 45th Squadron of the British Indian Air Force. The hastily mixed bullet belts worked wonders - two incendiary bullets, one tungsten core armor-piercing bullet, and one Tracer rounds, one instant burst round.
Among them, the 640-horsepower liquid-cooled engine produced by Rolls-Royce, which received one round of armor-piercing bombs and one round of incendiary bombs, immediately exploded and shut down, and the entire aircraft suddenly became a glider.
Although Second Lieutenant Pereira tried his best to make the biplane fly far to the south, because the altitude during the previous dive attack was too low, it could not fly very far now. Parachuting from a height of tens of meters was courting death. He could only Make an emergency landing.
A dozen Ming soldiers who arrived in two "requisitioned" civilian trucks quickly caught the tall British man. They searched the flight briefing and map on the driver's seat, and then escorted Pereira away. Got in the car.
On the way back, they encountered a British-Indian combat patrol trying to rescue the pilot. Although there were more than 20 people in the latter, they were several hundred meters away. The soldier driving the truck stepped on the accelerator, and the two trucks drove away in a flash. .
As soon as he saw Pereira, Zhou Changfeng threw an uppercut and shouted in English: "Why attack the wounded?! Can a blind man in the UK be a pilot?!"
Pereira, who was punched when they met, was stunned on the spot, "Wounded? I was attacking an anti-aircraft machine gun."
"Fuck you! Do you want me to take you to see it?"
"Sir, I think this is a misunderstanding..."
The furious Zhou Changfeng said and grabbed his collar again, "Who knows what your subjective thoughts are? The fact is that you caused damage to the wounded! Do you still want to be treated as a prisoner of war?"
Seeing Zhou Changfeng pull out his pistol, Second Lieutenant Pereira was so frightened that he kept swearing and swearing that his attention was all on the anti-aircraft machine gun upstairs, and he did not notice the wounded evacuating downstairs, so he almost knelt down. He came down to kowtow, and then he was forced to put the pistol back into the holster.
In order to destroy the hospital building, a solid fire support point, our side also lost a fighter jet?
Although he was a little helpless, the biggest nail was finally removed, and Major General Wilson breathed a sigh of relief.
In his opinion, the next step was to resolutely divide and surround these Chinese troops. They would collapse within a few hours. He immediately gave instructions to continue the attack.
As a result, the British and Indian troops who had originally retreated to the edge of the city had to prepare again and cautiously marched into the ruins that frightened them.
"Now that the building is gone as a key stronghold, it will be difficult for the enemy to continue their three-pronged attack later."
"It's not a big problem. It's not long before dark. They can at most organize another wave of attacks. Even if they are divided and surrounded, don't worry. They should respond calmly and stay put. They should retreat by night."
Zhou Changfeng and the deputy captain of a team were leaning on a Carden-Lloyd ultra-light tank that was still emitting plumes of black smoke. After it was hit by a combat anti-aircraft gun, the driver probably panicked and stepped on the accelerator. Rushed out dozens of meters away.
Just as they were giving orders to adjust the positions of obstacles and fire points, the whistling sound of artillery shells suddenly came to their ears?
After being bombarded for several days, everyone is very familiar with the sound of artillery shells flying through the air. If the shell of the barrel artillery hits near you, there will be almost no reaction time. The shell will hit the ground and explode as soon as you hear the sound; but if it passes overhead, you can hear the sharp sound of breaking through the air.
What they heard now was a relatively low "chi-" sound, which was not harsh. It was the sound of a 76.2mm mortar shell.
"Lie down!"
The bodies of several people had just tilted to make a move when a mortar shell landed more than ten meters away.
After a dozen booming explosions, this short round of shelling was gone? Several officers and soldiers nearby looked left and right, and only planned to get up after confirming that the shelling had stopped.
Zhou Changfeng, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up, but suddenly found that he couldn't use his strength? Only then did he feel the pain coming.
Xiao Li exclaimed: "Batalion Commander!!!"
A corporal also shouted sharply, "Fuck... medic! Damn it! Get over here!"
Zhou Changfeng, who became unconscious, felt that he was being carried on a stretcher, and then moved swayingly, followed by continuous bandaging, and he could vaguely hear people's hurried conversations in his ears.
After a while, he felt a needle pricking his arm, and soon the bursts of pain subsided without a trace.
A short while later, when he fully regained consciousness and opened his eyes, he saw Xie Wancheng and Xiao Li standing next to him.
The latter sighed with emotion: "Batalion Commander, you are really lucky!" After saying that, he handed Zhou Changfeng an enamel cup, which contained the fragments of the jade pendant and the one that was taken out.
A total of three high-speed fragments hit Zhou Changfeng before. One hit the helmet and was blown away. The dent left by it was clearly visible. The other made a gash on his left arm, but it was not deep.
The last fragment that should have been fatal hit his chest, but it was blocked by the jade pendant given by Xia Xiaoshi. After smashing the delicate jade pendant into pieces, the fragment with greatly weakened kinetic energy was at the end of its strength, and finally Only embedded in the flesh.
"That place happened to be the heart. Fortunately, it was not drilled through. It was really a slight difference." Xie Wancheng said with a look of fear.
