Chapter 246 So, what kind of plane is that?
At the German-controlled Humes Airport, the sky was gradually getting brighter at seven in the morning.
Major Yin Maiman got up on time, washed up quickly, and went out for a jog in his thin military uniform.
This is a habit that Major Yinmermann has maintained for a long time. He believes that to be a qualified pilot, one must have a strong body, otherwise the strong wind and low temperature on the plane alone would make him unbearable.
Running on the airport road that had just been cleared of snow, both sides were filled with the shouts of new trainees' drills and the instructors' commands.
The students at Humesson Airport were different from the pilots of the French Joffre organization. All the students here had a basic flying foundation, including more than 100 regular pilots, a total of 358 pilots, without exception.
They only need to undergo simple training and adapt to the new aircraft model, and they will soon become a qualified pilot.
This is also the main reason why Immelmann was able to defeat France's 29 aircraft with only 13 aircraft yesterday.
However, this was also because the opponent was Joffre, Major Inmelmann thought. It would be different if they encountered Charles' pilots.
What Major Immelman couldn't understand was that he heard that Charles had no idea how to fly a plane.
How can a person who doesn’t know how to fly a plane form an elite aviation force?
How does he grasp the training subjects and how does he grasp the training direction?
How can he command the aircraft to fight?
But Charles did it, and he did it well.
And Immelmann had to combine his own flying experience with his subordinates to discuss repeatedly and rehearse the deduced tactics before applying them on the battlefield.
This may be the difference between talent and hard work!
What Charles has is talent, and what Yin Meiman has is hard work. Since he has no talent, he can only catch up with Charles by investing more time and energy.
What Yin Meiman didn't know was that he was the talented one, and his opponent Charles had no talent at all, all he had was knowledge.
More than half an hour later, Yin Maiman ran back to his dormitory.
The orderly was standing at the door to greet him. He handed Yin Meiman a towel. Hot milk and freshly baked bread were also prepared in the dormitory.
Perhaps it was his sixth sense, Yin Maiman looked back at the sky before entering the door. It was at this glance that he saw several extremely suspicious black spots appearing in the sky.
Yin Maiman's heart tightened. Having performed reconnaissance missions for many years, he could tell at a glance that it was a model he had never seen before, even though he couldn't see anything yet.
(Note: Before becoming a fighter pilot, Immelmann was a reconnaissance pilot. He once flew over Paris and dropped leaflets.)
"Telescope!" Yin Meiman ordered the orderly in a deep voice.
The orderly understood and immediately ran back to the dormitory and quickly returned, handing the telescope to Yin Maiman.
Yin Meiman raised the telescope and quickly adjusted the aperture to the farthest. Ten large aircraft appeared in his aperture.
Yin Meiman frowned. They looked like transport planes, but they couldn't be transport planes. Germany didn't have this type of plane, and the French couldn't possibly transport supplies to Germany.
He put away the telescope and thought for a while, then picked it up again to observe carefully.
This time, he was observing the bottom of the "transport plane" fuselage, where he seemed to have seen something just now.
As the target got closer, Yin Meiman finally saw clearly that it was a bunch of black bombs, densely arranged under the fuselage.
Major Yin Meiman's eyes widened instantly. God, they loaded the bombs under the planes for dropping. These were not "transport planes", but were used to drop bombs!
"Leave the house!" Major Immelman threw the binoculars to the orderly.
Then he turned and ran towards the hangar, shouting as he ran: "Take off, take off immediately! Evacuate the planes, enemy bombs..."
But Yin Meiman was only a major squadron leader and he could not command others.
To be precise, the others did not understand Major Immelmann's warning, even though some people had already seen the "transport planes" flying towards them under Major Immelmann's instructions.
At this time, no one had experienced large-scale bombing by professional bombers. They did not know how dangerous it was, and certainly did not know how to avoid it.
They even looked at these flying things curiously, gesticulating and talking, trying to guess what they were.
Yin Meiman hesitated for a moment, then rushed into a nearby telephone booth, hoping to inform Colonel Claus to give the order...
But it was too late.
Major Yin Meiman watched helplessly as the planes lowered their altitude and flew over the airport, then dropped black bombs one after another.
“Boom boom!”
“Boom boom boom!”
…
Explosions rang out one after another, and the originally quiet and peaceful airport was instantly filled with fire and smoke. Several planes were blown up on the runway just as they were about to take off. The trainees who had no combat experience were so scared that they ran around in panic and were blown away in pieces.
When Immelmann discovered that most of the bombs had fallen in the flight school area, he suddenly realized that the enemy's main target was the pilots rather than the planes.
“Boom boom!”
At this time, a loud noise was heard from the direction of the oil depot, flames hundreds of meters high shot up into the sky, and the heat wave rolled in and shattered the glass of the telephone booth.
Major Yin Meiman quickly leaped out and lay on the ground.
When he looked up again, he found that the airport was in ruins, with flames everywhere, corpses and plane wreckage all over the ground.
The trainees were very brave. They immediately picked up the engineering shovels and joined the firefighting team.
Major Immelman yelled at them, "Get out of there and leave them alone!"
But no one listened to him. The trainees and even the pilots rushed up in groups. They did not want the fire to spread to the hangar where hundreds of planes were parked neatly.
“Boom boom!”
There were more loud explosions, and a chain of explosions occurred in the hangar. The flames instantly engulfed the pilots and trainees who came to put out the fire.
…
The bombing situation was not reported to the city defense headquarters until the bombers returned to the airport, which was more than an hour later.
Eric excitedly told Charles on the phone:
"The bombing was a success, Colonel!"
"Both targets were hit. Our bombs destroyed a huge area of the enemy and destroyed at least a hundred aircraft."
"They had several planes trying to catch up with us, but it was totally ineffective."
"Our bombers left them far behind, and we even shot down two enemy planes!"
…
"Shooting down enemy fighter planes" is possible. The Caproni bomber has a rear-firing machine gun. It can shoot down the enemy plane with a sudden burst of bullets before it reaches its maximum speed or intentionally reduces its speed to allow an unaware enemy plane to catch up and bite its tail.
Of course, this is because the enemy planes did not know that this large bomber was also equipped with machine guns, especially rear-firing machine guns.
After this, the German pilots would notice this and they would only need to approach from under the Caproni bomber and the Caproni's rear-firing machine guns would be blocked due to the firing angle and they would be unable to do anything to them.
There was a cheer in the headquarters. Lieutenant Colonel Fernan hugged Charles' shoulders tightly and said, "You even hid it from us, you bastard!"
Although the words were harsh, there was no trace of blame in his expression, because it was well known that the headquarters had problems with confidentiality, and it was reasonable to hide it from them.
Gallieni nodded slightly and asked, "So, what kind of plane is that?"
"They are planes specifically used to drop bombs," Charles replied calmly. "Each plane can carry 19 bombs. Each bomb weighs about 40 kilograms, and the total weight is 760 kilograms!"
As he said these words, Charles raised his chin slightly, meaning: If you don't place your order early, you'll probably be snatched away again!
Thanks to Du Nai Lai Le and book friend 20181105162904143 for the rewards, thank you very much!
(End of this chapter)
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