In the early and mid-term of World War II, it was extremely difficult for bombers to dive vertically with full bombs. It could even be regarded as a suicidal attack. Especially the backward light bomber piloted by Zhou Zhihan was severely underpowered. Although it only carried 500 kilogram bomb, but that is its limit.
A low-altitude dive attack by such a bomber during the day is almost tantamount to suicide, let alone a vertical bomb drop on the foggy sea at night.
The fighter plane trembled for a while, like a breathless old man holding an iron lock several times his own weight. He might lose control at any time and hit the ground like a free fall.
The bomber dived down quickly, and the three of them felt that all the blood on their heads and feet seemed to rush to their legs in an instant. Li Leilei, who was grinning, felt that his lips and cheeks were trembling as if they were being filled with air. All the blood was squeezed to both legs in a short period of time.
Yin Weixin looked up at the sky, his body was pressed heavily on the seat, and he felt as if his heart was attached to his spine at this moment.
The dark water rushed over quickly, as if it was going to push Zhou Zhihan down on the deck of the huge aircraft carrier in the next second, slamming his face onto the steel frame, smashing his limbs into pieces and mixing them with the fragments of the bomber. …
This kind of vertical dive tests the pilot's psychology the most. Many pilots cannot bear the strong visual and psychological impact at the moment they enter the rapid dive and quickly pull the lever.
Zhou Zhihan's heart was as solid as a rock. He knew that even a little timidity at this time would lead to unreasonable technical operations and put him in a situation of eternal disaster.
Bombardier Li Leilei was fully focused. After the initial nervousness and panic, his hands were now very steady.
He had never practiced dropping bombs at night before, because all the instructors had said that dropping bombs at night was basically a cannon shot at mosquitoes - blindly.
The accurate hit rate of bombers dropping bombs during the day is very low, let alone at night.
Zhou Zhihan shouted: "2..."
Li Leilei murmured to himself: "Come on, come on, blow up these stubborn little devils..."
Still 280 meters away from the water, Zhou Zhihan shouted: "3!"
Before Zhou Zhihan said "3", Li Leilei dropped two 100 kilogram bombs and a 15 kilogram incendiary bomb together and shouted: "The bombs have been dropped, sir!"
At the moment when the bomb was dropped, Zhou Zhihan clearly felt the fuselage trembling slightly like it was falling apart. This was the reaction when the bomb broke away from the fuselage. He throttled back and yanked the control stick with all his strength, because he used all his strength to face He looked a little ferocious: "Get up..." From the corner of his eye, he saw that the bomber was less than 200 meters above the water.
Amidst the shouts of the chief instructor, Li Leilei and Yin Weixin's blood was almost blocked, and they yelled desperately to relieve the fear and tension in their hearts.
At this time, the three bombs fell one after another in three vertical lines under the force of the bomber's dive inertia. The bomber tilted upwards and its nose slowly lifted upwards. The nose was pulled up before it almost hit the flight deck. , during the process of pulling up, the belly of the fuselage almost touched the nose of a Type 96 warship parked on the deck, and then continued to pull up.
"Click..."
The tearing sound of a steel cone smashing into an iron plate reached the ear drums of the three people, and the surroundings suddenly lit up, followed by an explosion like the earth was shattering.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Explosions sounded one after another, and flames shot into the sky. Zhou Zhihan felt a powerful shock wave coming from behind the tail of the aircraft. In an instant, the fuselage lightened up. He immediately pushed the throttle and made a pull-up jump. The light bomber actually made The fighter jet's jumping maneuver uses force to accelerate and climb into the air.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The machine gunner opened fire before Zhou Zhihan pulled up and jumped. Yin Weixin didn't care and held on to the trigger until all the bullets were dumped onto the fighter jet parked on the deck.
Ten seconds later, Zhou Zhihan turned around. The aircraft carrier "Kamikawa Maru" turned into a sea of flames. A big hole was blown out of the bow of the ship. The hull shook violently. The first bomb missed the target and fell into the water. The explosion sparked Water columns poured down on the deck like a waterfall, and the 15-kilogram incendiary bomb exploded and burned near the bridge, covering most of the aircraft carrier.
Machine gunner Yin Weixin shouted ecstatically: "We succeeded! One bomb penetrated the deck of the aircraft carrier and exploded. Another bomb fell into the water in front of the bow and exploded. The incendiary bomb turned the entire bridge into a sea of fire."
"Oh ho..." the bombardier shouted loudly, "We did it, sir!"
"Buzz buzz..."
Suddenly, twenty or thirty white lights pierced the sky from the water and stirred in all directions. After a while, the Chinese bombers were spotted.
Immediately afterwards, sirens sounded one after another on the water, the escort fleet opened fire, and the sound of machine guns and anti-aircraft cannons was deafening.
Next, streaks of crimson anti-aircraft artillery shells criss-crossed, biting in the direction of the bomber. It was very spectacular, but the range was not enough. They were more like welcome salutes, and magnificent flames flashed behind the bomber. , and then fell powerlessly to the water.
Zhou Zhihan looked back again while he was being promoted. He saw in the dazzling firelight, many little devils rushing out of the "Shenkawa Maru" aircraft carrier, and jumping into the water covered with fire.
The sudden disaster left most of the surviving sailors unaware of what self-rescue measures they could take. The thick smoke pouring into the vents at the bottom of the cabin forced them to leave the cabin, but the thick smoke that poured in immediately forced them to get out. The stair treads and steel pipe handrails were burned red by the fire, and as soon as their bodies touched the steel pipes, their flesh and blood became bloody and stuck together. In the chaos, many sailors suffocated to death.
It is said that the Japanese soldiers have strict military discipline and have the spirit of Bushido and are not afraid of death.
fart!
Everyone is equal in the face of death, and the little devils on the ship panicked.
On the left and right sides of the aircraft carrier, the neatly arranged aircraft were spread by the fire of incendiary bombs. In an instant, all the decks were covered in a sea of fire. Those aircraft were full of fuel and ammunition. They were lying in disarray and spraying flames all over their bodies.
Immediately afterwards, a refueling truck exploded near the bridge. The oil splashed everywhere with flames. The entire bridge and the surrounding decks were once again enveloped in flames. The flames reached a height of sixty or seventy meters in the sky. Those who escaped from the bilge were late. The sailors were trapped in the passage of the cabin by the fire, and were in a dilemma, because in order to prevent the thick smoke from pouring into the bottom cabin, the hatch had been closed, and the sailors who had entered the passage fell into despair and struggle.
The sailors who desperately ran out jumped into the sea like dumplings to avoid being burned alive. The passage to the lower level was completely blocked by the fire, and most of the crew on the lower level were sealed.
Zhou Zhihan waved his fist: "Oh... brothers, let's kill it... Let's move up now and kill another one."
