lcionline The 501st Bomber Squadron's incoming goblet bombs have a terrifying power
The 501st Bomber Squadron's incoming goblet bombs have a terrifying power
At Changxiong Port Air Force Base, 120 Stuka bombers were neatly lined up outside the hangar, their engines roaring, as if they were a triumphant song before victory. Colonel Lee Harman, wearing a neat military uniform and shining medals, stood on the command tower with a sharp look.
He raised the baton in his hand and shouted an order: "Bomber squadron, prepare to take off!" His voice was loud and powerful, echoing over the airport.
The crew members acted quickly, checking the aircraft's equipment to ensure that everything was in good condition. The pilots boarded the fighter planes one after another, and the canopies closed one by one, with the huge roar becoming more and more deafening.
Colonel Li Haman issued another order: "The fleet will be organized into a tactical formation and will move towards the Fuso position outside Wanxi City!"
The Stuka bombers began to move slowly, accelerated on the runway, and finally took off, like a group of eagles spreading their wings, rushing into the blue sky.
The fleet completed its formation in the air and headed for the target area. Colonel Lee Harman kept in touch with the crew via radio and issued various instructions. His words were brief and precise, and his command level was extremely professional.
In the early morning, when the sky was just beginning to turn pale, 120 Stuka bombers, like black steel giant eagles, were already circling in the morning light, ready to launch a fierce attack on the enemy positions. On the fuselage, the sun logo shone brightly in the sun, symbolizing hope and strength.
In the control tower, Colonel Li Haman held the microphone tightly. His voice was steady and powerful, and it reached the ears of General Chen Tong, the commander of the expeditionary force, through the radio waves: "General Chen Tong, the Stuka fleet has arrived at the designated position and will drop goblet bombs on the enemy positions in five minutes."
"Understood, Colonel Li Haman." General Chen Tong's voice was steady and decisive. "The ground forces are ready. Once you achieve results and destroy their underground fortresses, we will immediately take corresponding military actions and usher in the final victory."
At this time, the Fuso position was undergoing an intense and orderly defense. The soldiers of the ground garrison wore heavy uniforms, helmets, and held rifles, standing guard on the position vigilantly.
Over the past day, as long as the artillery and rocket units of the Chinese Expeditionary Force began to exert their strength, the Fuso troops would immediately move to the underground bunker fortifications, and as long as the Chinese armored units and assault units showed signs of launching an attack, they would immediately return to the trench positions on the ground to block them.
On the ground, the Fuso garrison troops were busy with their daily guard duty. Suddenly, a huge roar came from far away, stirring everyone's heartstrings.
The soldiers looked up and saw a large group of Stuka bombers in the sky swooping down towards them like a group of hungry vultures.
"Quick! Enter the underground bunker!" A hasty order was issued on the battlefield. Officers at all levels quickly took action, shouting loudly and directing the soldiers to evacuate.
After hearing the order, the soldiers did not hesitate or panic at all, as they were already used to such sudden alarms. They quickly put away their weapons, organized their equipment, and then moved to the underground bunker in an orderly manner according to the pre-set route.
In the trenches, many passages connecting to the underground bunkers had already been opened, and the soldiers filed in, like nimble fish, shuttling through the narrow passages. Their movements were swift and agile, and they were familiar with the route.
"Don't panic! Maintain order!" The officers' voices echoed in the corridor. They kept urging the soldiers to speed up while reminding them to stay calm and composed.
At the entrance of the underground bunker, the soldiers entered one by one, their expressions a little hurried.
They knew that the underground bunker was their only safe haven. Once they got there, no matter how fierce the Stuka bombing was, it would be difficult to cause them serious damage.
As the last soldier entered the underground fortress, the door of the passage slowly closed, blocking out all sounds from the outside world.
Inside the fortress, the lights were dim and soft, and the air was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere.
The soldiers gathered together, all with a look of relief on their faces for having survived the disaster.
"Everyone, don't let your guard down. Be ready to return to the ground and fight back at any time!" An officer stood in front of the soldiers and said in a sonorous and powerful voice, "We Fuso warriors will never be intimidated by the enemy!"
The soldiers responded in unison, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.
Under the shelter of the underground bunker, the soldiers waited for the bombing to end. They knew that once the bombing stopped, they would return to the ground and continue to block the Chinese army. This process had been repeated several times in more than a day.
The moment the Stuka bombers began to dive, the sky seemed to be torn apart. Like black birds of prey, they locked their sharp eyes on the enemy positions below, and rushed towards their targets with destructive force.
The speed of the bomber group was getting faster and faster, and the sun logo on the fuselage was shining in the sun, as if carrying a sacred mission. Inside the cabin, the pilots controlled the fighter planes very calmly, their eyes were steady, and their fingers moved flexibly on the control stick to ensure the accuracy of the bombing.
The goblet bombs weighing nearly six tons lay quietly in the bomb bay, like sleeping giants waiting to be awakened. When the Stuka bomber dived to the right angle and height, the bomb bay door suddenly opened, and the bomb flew towards the enemy position like an arrow from a string, with a whistling sound.
Under the inertia of the high-speed dive, the goblet bombs streaked across the sky at an astonishing speed, leaving a series of fiery trails in the air, as if they were about to tear the sky apart. When the bombs approached the surface, their speed had exceeded 1,210 kilometers per hour, like a meteor falling to the ground, carrying the power to destroy everything.
The soldiers on the Fuso position had just entered the underground bunker and had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief when they heard a deafening roar. They looked up in horror and saw huge bombs falling from the sky, like the anger of the gods, to completely destroy them.
The goblet bomb penetrated the ten-meter-thick soil layer with amazing power and tore open the concrete dome of the Fuso underground fortress effortlessly. When the bomb touched the underground fortress, the entire fortress seemed to be shaken by a huge force, and the soldiers felt a strong vibration, as if the whole world was shaking.
The moment the goblet bomb exploded in the underground fortress, it seemed as if the entire world was shaking. The loud noise was like the roar of thousands of thunders, making people's eardrums buzz and almost unbearable. The huge shock wave spread rapidly along the ground, shaking everything around to the point of collapse.
At the center of the explosion, Fuso's proud underground fortress was instantly torn apart. The solid concrete dome was torn apart easily by the force of the bomb, like paper. Before the soldiers inside the fortress could react, they were swallowed up by the air waves and debris generated by the explosion. Their screams and shouts mixed with the sound of the explosion, forming a tragic picture.
As the explosion continued, the ground began to shake violently, as if countless giant hands were tearing the ground apart crazily. A huge pit more than 40 meters deep and about meters in diameter gradually formed at the center of the explosion.
At the edge of the giant pit, soil and rocks were flying, and dust was everywhere, forming a chaotic world.
Above the giant pit, a huge mushroom cloud slowly rose up. The mushroom cloud was a strange gray color, as if it was a symbol of death and destruction.