Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

As the saying goes, a little breakthrough leads to full bloom.

Since Huanghe delivered the new fire control radar technology and the technological achievements of VT proximity fuze to the navy, the air defense firepower of the entire Liugong Island and the North Sea Fleet has received an epic level of strengthening and updating.

At this point in September 1942, comrades were fully qualified to pat their chests and declare loudly that the Mle1933/42 was the most powerful medium-caliber anti-aircraft gun in the world.

"Air defense battery! Full alert!"

"This is our first battle. We must get off to a good start and not let any enemy go!"

"yes!"

Unlike the Eighth Route Army and Navy, which were ready to fight, the Japanese Army's current state could definitely be described as confused.

In their eyes, today's TG is no different from the greenskins in Warhammer.

It's really just a matter of tapping your hands to get whatever you want. For the main one, I thought I should have a navy, and then I would quietly build a small fleet.

Just as the Japanese were looking around, trying to see the specific model of the battleship below. Their fighter jets and bombers had somehow managed to break into the optimal strike range of the anti-aircraft artillery units stationed on the island.

"Fire!"

"Hit them all hard!"

Following an order from the air defense headquarters, 25 of the 27 air defense firepower points across the island opened fire simultaneously. Tongues of fire shot straight into the sky, instantly forming a black iron curtain in the blue sky.

Those medium and small caliber artillery shells that were like meteor volcanoes achieved considerable results in just the first wave.

Even Benzi, who was lucky enough to survive, felt uncomfortable. They were shaking and twitching uncontrollably under the dark clouds in the sky. These Japanese fighter planes are like small boats in a furious sea, facing the crisis of capsizing at any time.

But even under such disadvantageous conditions, the first reaction of some elite army aviation personnel was not to temporarily avoid the edge.

The red-eyed Japs looked fierce, intent on attacking if they disagreed.

"Baga, are you crazy? Now is not a good time to attack! Speed ​​up and get out of the current airspace!"

"The enemies on the island were obviously well prepared, and we fell into the trap of the Eighth Route Army."

Funaki Akihisa didn't even mourn the death of his wingman for a moment, just because the small fleet below them also entered the battle. If they didn't break through, they would only die without a whole body.

During the transfer process, he piloted a Type-1 Fighting Falcon to maneuver and avoid the shells, while his brain was running rapidly, trying to re-plan an attack plan.

Seeing the barrage that almost turned the sky black, the old devil had an idea.

"Gentlemen, the enemy's firepower is extremely fierce. If we forcefully attack that fleet, we may be in danger of being collectively shattered."

"In order to repay His Majesty Tian Locust's kindness, it is not a pity for us to die. But if we fail to bring the latest information of the Eighth Route Army back to Spring City, maybe you and I will become the sinners of my brother's country."

"What's more, the aerial bombs we carried on this trip are not powerful enough. A mere 250 kilograms of high-explosive aerial bombs will not cause fatal damage even if they directly hit the deck of the cruiser."

Hearing this, those Army aviation pilots who had just clamored to die with the enemy ships suddenly seemed to have the mute button pressed.

In 1942, it was still the Kwantung Army. These devils were really not afraid of death. They only worry about one thing, and that is that their death is completely meaningless and may even destroy the layout of their superiors.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Funaki Akihisa quickly struck while the iron was hot and revealed all the new plans he had just formulated.

"After careful observation just now, I found a relatively low-risk attack path. As long as you follow me, everyone can reach the location of the enemy's oil depot with minimal casualties."

"As far as I know, the Republic of China was an oil-poor country, and none of the four provinces of Shanxi, Shandong, Yusui and Shanxi produced oil."

"As long as we blow up the oil storage area opposite, the Eighth Route Army Navy will have to stay in the port for the next few days. Those five ships may even have a chance to become the spoils of war for our Kwantung Army."

In order not to be held back by its own navy, the Honzi Army has long had its own shipbuilding plan. Shenzhou Maru and Akitsu Maru are the final products of this plan.

Of course, no one would think that their own camp has too many warships. Even if there is not enough oil to go to sea normally, it can still be used as a bargaining chip in negotiations at critical moments.

Sure enough, when Funaki Akihisa explained his plan, all the pilots' faces became extremely flushed.

The excited look seemed to have foreseen the scene of the navy red deer beating its chest.

"Hi!"

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant, is very cunning and your strategic vision is beyond our reach. Please continue to lead the overall situation for the next actions!"

After eliminating the risk of walking alone, all the Japanese piloted their respective fighters and began to lower their altitude. These moths rushing to the fire adjust their dive angles throughout the entire process.

Logically speaking, low-altitude penetration is the most dangerous, and you will encounter more interception firepower. Once hit by a large-caliber anti-aircraft gun, even a double-shot 97 heavy explosion will result in sudden death on the spot.

But high risk means high reward.

After suffering nearly 60% casualties, the Japs managed to evade some of the anti-aircraft firepower by taking advantage of Liugong Island's terrain, which is high in the north and low in the south.

Seeing his formation getting closer and closer to the oil storage area, Funaki Akihisa could no longer suppress the joy in his heart. He yelled directly in the communication channel:

"Victory and meritorious deeds are beckoning to us. Freely choose the target to attack! Freely attack!"

"After the bombing operation is over, we return the same way we came!"

"Gentlemen, I wish you good luck!"

After finishing speaking, the old devil drove his Type 1 Fighting Falcon straight to the nearest oil tank. Facing a stationary target, a behemoth measuring 32 meters x 9 meters, he would naturally not miss.

"Boom! Boom!"

Along with the two explosions, bursts of black smoke rose from the oil storage area. The subsequent One-Type War and the Nine-Seven Danqing also followed the same example and threw aerial bombs at the oil tanks they selected.

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As for the original 97 heavy explosion in the offensive formation?

Sorry, that thing is too slow to successfully complete the penetration.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

After completing a thrilling bombing, Funaki Akihisa directly pulled up the joystick and made a bouncing pull-up, causing his fighter jet to change from a dive to an upward climb.

After passing through layers of dark clouds, the old Japanese gradually moved away from the battlefield, and only four teammates were left around him.

The excitement faded away, and a feeling of sadness emerged spontaneously. Fortunately, they paralyzed a fleet in disguise and were able to send the latest information back to Spring City.

"Hey, these are all necessary prices."

"Retreat quickly. We have suffered heavy casualties now and our combat effectiveness is very low. We cannot be bitten by the support troops of the Eighth Route Army Air Force."

At this moment, a trembling voice suddenly sounded in the communication channel. This voice was filled with reluctance and regret, and anyone could hear this man's despair.

"Lieutenant. Your Excellency, Lieutenant."

"My attack is completely useless!"

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At the same time, over Weihai.

At the critical moment when the Japanese Army Air Force had completed its bombing and was about to leave the battlefield, ten low-wing fighter jets that looked like the last Spitfire were rushing to the battlefield at full speed.

Looking at the billowing black smoke rising into the sky in the direction of Liugong Island, Captain Wang Hai's wingman pilot could no longer keep calm.

He pushed the throttle valve to the end, letting his Resentment Fighter explode to a speed that was infinitely close to the limit of 800 kilometers per hour.

"Calm down, do you want to use your current speed to fight the enemy in aerial combat?"

"Resentment is indeed a piston fighter that pursues extreme speed, but its performance beyond the times also means that it is more difficult to use. I don't want to see you die due to your own mistakes."

"Besides, there shouldn't be anything big going on over at Liugong Island. I don't think the aerial bombs carried by the Japanese have the power to sink warships or blow up oil storage areas."

As a military facility that combines the strengths of hundreds of experts, the protective measures at the Liugong Island Naval Oil Depot can be described as crazy.

In order to prevent possible future bombings, Director Xiao poured an astonishingly thick concrete on top of each oil tank. During the testing phase, an ordinary 250-kilogram aerial bomb could only scratch it.

In addition, independent fire protection lifts are installed between oil tanks. Even if heavy oil leaks, they can provide good isolation.

Considering that the Japanese are likely to jump over the wall in a hurry, Director Xiao also installed pipeline equipment under each oil tank, so that all the oil in the threatened oil tank can be drained out in an emergency.

It is precisely because of the above-mentioned series of protective measures that Captain Wang Hai has the confidence to enlighten his comrades.

"Don't worry, I won't aim without aim. According to the report from Liugong Island, the Japanese army aviation that attacked them was mainly Type 1 Fighting Falcon, supplemented by a small number of light and heavy bombers."

"With the island's air defense capabilities, even if bombers launch a suicide attack, it will be difficult for bombers to get close to the core area."

"If you want to **** a Type 1 fighter, you can at best mount a few small sweet potatoes. The thick smoke you just saw should be caused by the explosion of ordinary high-explosive aerial bombs." (End of this chapter)