Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated Chapter 477

Time goes back to fifteen minutes ago, in the middle of the Qiongzhou Strait.

At an altitude of five thousand meters, dozens of twin-engine fighters are soaring above the sea of clouds at a cruising speed of 483 kilometers per hour.

As the saying goes, something is born again and is familiar again. Thanks to his previous experience in escorting the transport aircraft formation of the 1st Marine Brigade, Captain Wang Hai's support efficiency during this trip can be said to be at a new high.

It is worth mentioning.

At this time when the atmosphere should have been serious, a unique solo concert was staged in the pilot aircraft located at the front of the entire battle formation.

“Huangfengling, eight hundred miles away, was once a fertile land outside the Pass. Once the rat plague arose out of thin air, and the atmosphere became smoky. Without a father and a king, there was no way to discipline them, and God would protect them for their wrongdoings.”

“Fortunately, the great sage borrowed the power of Buddha, and the evil wind temporarily destroyed the banner.”

ˆOn ultrlong-distance flights, even ace pilots need to face many challenges. In particular, how to relieve both psychological and physical fatigue has always been one of the difficult problems that comrades need to solve.

Fortunately, the Mosquito is a two-seat fighter.

During the long flight, the bombardier and navigator in the co-pilot position can find ways to relieve his boredom, such as Fang Ziyi, who is howling at this moment.

　　Thanks to the existence of the thermobaric chamber, his singing voice is full of breath.

Paired with lyrics adapted from classics, the refreshing effect is simply unparalleled.

"That's it. Did you learn this storyteller from Northern Shaanxi from Director Huang? A teacher who is tone-deaf can't teach any good disciples."

"Learn something good in the future. If that doesn't work, go to the 1st Marine Brigade and find Li Yunlong. He will definitely be willing to teach you the Yellow River Cantata."

When Fang Ziyi spoke a poor Shaanxi dialect and once again sang a rhythmic three-string ditty, Captain Wang Hai frowned unbearably.

There is a saying that singing and listening to music can indeed relieve fatigue, but my comrades seemed to be a little too high.

This scene is very similar to the PLA military band participating in the Russian International Military Music Festival.

It's true that the regiment leader and political commissar is not at home, so let's march into the concert hall and play jazz for the party.

　When people are embarrassed, they usually pretend that they are busy. After hearing the captain's complaint, Fang Ziyi first pretended to look at the clouds outside the cabin, and then started talking.

“Hey, Yellow River Cantata, why didn't I think of it before. After this mission is over, I will definitely go to Brigadier Li to learn from it.”

While the two were chatting, the beautiful scenery of the coastline suddenly emerged from the gaps in the clouds.

Seeing this, Captain Wang Hai decisively picked up the communicator placed in front of him, and calmly and calmly issued new orders to the entire battle formation.

“Comrades, we are about to arrive at the final destination of this operation: Haikou Dayingshan Airport. Everyone, keep your eyes open and be sure to carefully observe the surrounding airspace environment to prevent your whereabouts from being exposed in advance.”

“Everyone is there, add more strength! Launch a surprise attack on the enemy at maximum speed!”

"receive!"

As soon as these words came out, all the pilots collectively pushed the fuel.

Accompanied by bursts of hawk-like screams, all the Mosquito tactical bombers followed closely in the footsteps of their captains, bursting out at a heaven-defying speed of 694 kilometers per hour.

Feeling the strong push on his back, Fang Ziyi said with envy:

"This new aircraft model and new engine are really powerful. It won't be long before the headquarters will allow our Air Force to establish a fourth division-level unit." "Hey, I don't know when our second division will be able to fly the new one." Aircraft. Compared with the upgraded Mosquito, the Saber Typhoon is still a bit unsightly.”

“Expect the storm!”

That's right, the aircraft supporting the 1st Marine Brigade this time are tactical bombers, not the two-engine heavy combat aircraft that previously escorted the transport aircraft formation.

It is also a coincidence.

When the comrades of the Weapons Experimental Research Bureau independently developed and manufactured a more advanced Republic of China version of the "Merlin" engine, the Awakening Yonghu, which had always been searching for, unexpectedly received a wave of gold coins.

After half a day of loading and updating, scientific research related to tactical bombers has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Huanghe was pleasantly surprised to find when checking the new news that Waking Up the Kitten not only skipped the Wellington that was put into service in 1936, but also unlocked the Beaufort shore-based bomber that was out of service.

This operation is simple and crude. It is equivalent to the system freeing up a scientific research slot for Huang, and helping TG save the 120-day scientific research cooling period.

Hmm, it turns out to be a scientific research accelerator card, which is very reasonable.

Of course, the surprise this time is far more than that. Compared with the two backward and outdated equipment, the tactical bomber that will be unlocked later is the top priority.

This brand-new mosquito is equipped with two engines that were at the technological level in 1946, and its total horsepower reached 4060.

Such an exaggerated power can definitely put all current and future mass-produced fighters and interceptors in the army and navy at a standstill.

After flying to the southeast for about five minutes, the Eighth Route Army Air Force, which came to support, arrived in the mission airspace.

Looking at the vaguely visible cross-shaped runway below, as well as the hangars, oil depots and logistics support buildings distributed around the runway, Captain Wang Hai once again ordered through the radio:

“Attention all crews! Attention all crews!”

“We have arrived at Haikou Dayingshan Airport and are about to enter the combat position! Everyone lowers the altitude, attacks freely, and must destroy all enemies!”

“Don't be afraid of blowing up the airport facilities. The Qiongya Independent Team has a good local mass base. After the war, there will naturally be dedicated personnel responsible for repairs and renovations.”

“The action begins!”

After speaking, Captain Wang Hai took the lead and launched a shallow dive, aiming directly at the hangar group behind the left side of the runway.

The rest of the comrades were naturally not to be far behind. They all controlled their own Mosquitoes and launched an overwhelming saturation attack against the intended target.

In the process of lowering the altitude, Team Wang couldn't help but think of an incident that made him feel uncomfortable.

It is also the South China Sea, and we are also fighting the enemy, but the gap between the enemy's and our equipment that time is completely opposite to the current situation. In order to monitor and intercept the EP-3, a sea and air guard could no longer make his way home.

After a brief distraction, Captain Wang Hai looked at Fang Ziyi diagonally behind the seat with his peripheral vision.

Immediately, he showed a relieved smile, and then whispered at a volume that he could only hear:

“Judging from the current development speed of TG, there will definitely be no more collisions in the future. Although 81192 is gone, we have a new 192.”

“Whether it is now or in the future, all enemies are not qualified to say in front of us that they are talking to China from a position of strength.” (End of this chapter)

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