Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

Thinking of this, the British Governor roared angrily: "Why did it break? How do you maintain it normally? Bastards, you should be shot." His voice echoed in the command center, full of anger and blame, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

He was really angry. At this critical moment, these soldiers responsible for equipment maintenance were so negligent in their duties, leading to such serious problems.

"What are you still standing there for? Go and repair it, repair it. Order the air force to take off immediately and bomb the enemy ships." The British Governor suppressed his anger and continued to urge the soldiers to repair the generators. At the same time, he made a prompt decision and ordered the air force to take off immediately to bomb the enemy ships on the sea.

Since the ground defense has been affected by the generator failure, we can only hope that the Air Force can inflict a certain blow to the enemy and ease the current severe situation.

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the soldiers and relevant combat personnel immediately took action. Some of them hurriedly ran towards the generator, ready to make all-out repairs.

The other part quickly conveyed the Governor's order to the air force to take off. For a moment, the entire British army in Gibraltar fell into a tense and busy atmosphere.

It was not yet dawn and was still shrouded in deep darkness, but a faint ray of light coming through the horizon prevented the surroundings from being completely plunged into darkness.

Under such conditions where visibility is barely possible, the plane can barely take off.

However, Chuichi Nagumo would not easily give the British planes the opportunity to take off.

At this moment, he had commanded twenty warships to quickly surround the Gibraltar airport.

These warships sailed through the waves on the sea with great momentum and a clear goal, which was to trap the British airport.

At the same time, the carrier-based aircraft on the escort aircraft carrier were also busy carrying out various preparations before the final take-off.

Ground crews were busy shuttling around on the deck of the aircraft carrier. They carefully checked the equipment of each carrier-based aircraft to ensure that the aircraft was in the best condition. They waited for the moment of dawn to immediately let the carrier-based aircraft take off and deal a heavy blow to the British army.

"Target airport, rapid fire."

Following this order, the twenty warships that had just arrived at the battlefield quickly adjusted their posture, aimed at the general direction of the British airport, and began to fire their shells without hesitation.

Anyway, the British airport is right there and the target is clearly visible. As for the precise coordinates, there is no time to worry about them at the moment. We can just bombard the direction of the airport.

In the view of the officers and soldiers on the battleship, with such intensive artillery attacks, it is believed that the shells will definitely hit the target, and then the British airport will be thrown into chaos.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a 150mm shell on the cruiser whizzed straight towards the Gibraltar airport like an angry meteor, and finally exploded suddenly three hundred meters away from the runway.

In an instant, a huge shock wave spread rapidly in all directions with the explosion point as the center, like a surging wave. The powerful impact force directly pushed many aircraft parked near the runway several meters away, and some equipment that was originally neatly placed was also blown to pieces, and the scene was suddenly in chaos.

"Damn it, take off quickly, we must not let the other side blow up the runway." The officer in charge of the airport saw this scene, his face changed drastically in an instant, his eyes widened, veins popped out on his forehead, and he shouted anxiously.

He knew very well that the other party was obviously well prepared and all the important targets on Gibraltar were definitely within the bombing range of the other party.

Once the runway is destroyed, it will be absolutely impossible for those torpedo planes loaded with torpedoes and carrying out important combat missions to take off smoothly. At that time, they can only watch the airport being destroyed bit by bit by the enemy without any ability to fight back.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of artillery shells fell like raindrops, setting off wave of explosions in the small area of ​​the airport.

Under this intensive artillery attack, there were always a few shells that were lucky enough to hit the runway accurately.

In an instant, accompanied by several deafening explosions, a large pit more than ten meters wide appeared on the runway. The broken concrete blocks were blown everywhere, and the originally flat and smooth runway suddenly became rugged and uneven.

"Damn it, hurry, hurry, engineers go and repair it." Seeing the runway being blown up, the officer in charge of the airport was almost going crazy. He roared angrily, and his voice echoed over the airport, full of anxiety and helplessness.

At this moment, his only hope was that the engineers could repair the runway as soon as possible so that the torpedo planes would have a chance to take off and fight. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, a pilot who was originally preparing to take off forcedly, finally gritted his teeth and stopped reluctantly after seeing the big hole in the runway and the rubble on the ground.

There was no way out. The runway had been bombed into this state. If the plane took off forcibly, the unevenness of the runway would likely lead to various problems, such as broken landing gear, loss of control of the fuselage, etc. The result would be a complete destruction of the plane and loss of life on board.

You know, this is why there is absolutely no debris allowed on the runway on normal days.

Even a tiny stone or other debris may be driven everywhere by the airflow when the plane takes off. If it accidentally hits the plane, it may cause a serious accident. Therefore, it is crucial to keep the runway clean, tidy and flat.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of shells fell on the airport one after another like the call of the god of death.

Some shells directly hit the torpedo planes parked nearby, instantly blowing the once majestic torpedo planes beyond recognition and igniting a raging fire; some shells continued to hit the runway, making the already bumpy runway even worse. At this time, the runway could basically be said to be completely scrapped, with craters of various sizes everywhere, as well as scattered gravel and twisted and deformed metal wreckage.

Looking at this completely abandoned airport, the officer in charge of the airport felt dizzy and almost fainted.

He knew in his heart that this meant that the hundreds of torpedo planes at the airport would not be able to take off in the short term, and the enemy would certainly not miss this excellent opportunity. At that time, they would certainly intensify the bombing and other attacks on Gibraltar. Whether or not the Strait of Gibraltar could be defended would be a big problem, and the task he was responsible for would probably be difficult to complete.

"Send a telegram to His Excellency the Governor. The airport is temporarily unable to take off." The officer in charge of the airport shook his head helplessly and said with frustration. At this moment, he could only convey this bad news to His Excellency the Governor as soon as possible, hoping that the Governor would have some countermeasures.

"Sir, we can build a field airport, but..." A soldier hesitated and spoke, but did not continue.

In fact, everyone knows that although a field airport can barely be used for aircraft takeoff and landing, its conditions are much worse than those of a regular airport, and various accidents are prone to occur.

But at this time, I can't care about so many things, as long as the plane has a place to take off.

"Hurry up and build a field airport." The officer in charge of the airport gritted his teeth and shouted decisively.

There is no better way now. We can only hope that the field airport can be built as soon as possible so that some aircraft can take off and fight, causing some trouble for the enemy and delaying the enemy's offensive.

"Yes!" After receiving the order, the soldiers immediately took action and ran to prepare various materials and tools needed to build a field airport, and began to busy themselves with the construction work of the field airport.

When the British Governor received the news that the airport had been bombed, he seemed to have lost all his strength. He sat down on the ground, muttering: "It's over, it's over, it's completely over."

Originally, he regarded the hundreds of torpedo planes at the airport as his important trump card, thinking that as long as these torpedo planes were fully loaded with torpedoes and attacked, even if they could not severely damage the enemy's warships, they could at least curb the enemy's offensive to a certain extent and buy more time and opportunities to hold the Strait of Gibraltar.

His mission was to hold out until Fleet H arrived. As long as he could do this, he would have successfully completed his mission.

But now, the airport has been destroyed, and hundreds of torpedo planes will not be able to take off in a short time. The enemy will definitely not give up this great opportunity. At that time, whether or not the Strait of Gibraltar can be defended will really become a big unresolved problem. What should we do?

The bombing lasted for a full fifty minutes. The deafening explosions and whistling shells never stopped during this time. The sky above Gibraltar was completely shrouded in smoke, as if the end of the world was coming.

Finally, as the faint glow of dawn in the sky gradually brightened, daybreak arrived.

When the defenders, suppressing the fear and exhaustion brought by the bombing, looked up at the sea, after seeing the aggressive battleships, their hearts sank to the bottom in an instant and they were completely desperate.

Especially the British Governor, when his eyes fell on the number of warships, his eyes were instantly filled with fear.

The most conspicuous of them was the battleship Richelieu, a behemoth with a displacement of nearly 40,000 tons. Its huge main gun alone could easily destroy their painstakingly built bunkers with just one shell. Its power was simply terrifying.

At this time, the sailors on the British destroyer staying in the port were stunned when they saw the huge and majestic figure of the Richelieu battleship.

Originally, they had mustered up their courage and were ready to fight the enemy hard.

But now, when they are really facing such a powerful opponent, there is only one thought left in their minds, that is, not to leave the port, even if they are killed.

They knew very well that once they left the port, they would definitely be beaten up. With the weak hull of their destroyer, how could they withstand the fierce attack of the battleship Richelieu?

In fact, even if they wanted to go out and fight, it was too late.

Because Chuichi Nagumo was standing in the command position with sharp eyes, he had already discovered the destroyers hiding in the port.

He has been closely following every move on the battlefield, so how could he let go of these potential targets?

Looking at the British warships in the port, Nanyun Chuichi's mouth curled up slightly and he had a plan in mind.

He decided to send the French warships to attack. After all, Britain and France were sworn enemies. The last British sneak attack had caused heavy losses to the French fleet. Now that there was such a good opportunity for revenge, he believed that the French fleet would naturally not give up.

At this time, the soldiers of the French fleet shared a common hatred of the enemy. Their eyes were red, and their gazes were fixed on the British warships hiding in the harbor, and they kept shouting for revenge.

Especially those French naval soldiers who survived the previous British sneak attack roared angrily. On this day, they could finally pay back all the humiliation they had suffered before.

"Boom!" The battleship Richelieu quickly turned its guns, and the dark muzzle, like the mouth of a giant beast that preyed on humans, began to accurately aim at the destroyer hiding in the harbor. Then, eight 380mm main guns fired at the same time, and the scene was earth-shattering. In the first round of salvos, a shell successfully hit a destroyer.

What would be the reaction if a 380mm armor-piercing shell hit a destroyer?

The shell instantly became like an extremely sharp blade, easily penetrating the opponent's weak hull, as if tearing a layer of thin paper, and effortlessly tore a big hole in the destroyer's hull.

You know, 380mm armor-piercing shells can easily tear through mm thick armor, but the destroyer on the opposite side has less than mm of armor. For this kind of warship, high-explosive bombs can actually achieve the attack effect, and using armor-piercing shells is even a bit of a waste.

However, the French fleet was filled with rage at the moment. They didn't care at all whether to use armor-piercing shells or high-explosive shells. They had only one thought in their minds, which was to blow up the enemy and avenge the warships that were sunk in the British crossbow operation.

"boom!"

With a huge explosion, the destroyer hit by the shell was blown into two pieces. It sank quickly into the sea without much struggle, leaving only a rolling splash of water and gradually dissipating smoke on the sea, as if it had never appeared in this sea area.

This is just the beginning of the French fleet's revenge. Next, the British warships in the harbor will face even more fierce attacks. (End of this chapter)