GBP Chapter 299: Rain of Fire Burns the City
Chapter 299: Rain of Fire Burns the City
"Begin bombing. All planes follow the lead plane in dropping bombs. Pay attention to the course."
In addition to issuing instructions on the radio, in order to ensure that everything was safe, the crew members also manually fired flares in the pilot plane as a reminder.
As three flares shining with red flames slowly slid into the air around the lead aircraft, thirty-seven B-17Gs released the gift of death at the same time.
One after another, 500-pound M69 incendiary bombs slid out of the Albatross-03 bomb bay. These napalm bombs flew to the ground under the pull of gravity, while the four steel tail fins at the tail of the bomb maintained a steady falling posture under the action of air resistance.
The Japanese soldiers on the ground held up their helmets and looked up at the sky. Strings of black dots in the sky floated down in the wind like steel dandelions, falling towards the oil depot covered with camouflage nets.
Obviously, the Japanese anti-aircraft camouflage cannot be said to be completely useless, but at least it was of no use at all.
These new generation improved M69 incendiary bombs produced by Nanhua Chemical are filled with the latest colloidal gasoline, magnesium powder and other combustion-supporting compounds. They will explode into 36 burning blocks the moment they touch the ground. Each fire can ensure that it covers an area of 20 square meters. Under ideal conditions, a single bomb can cover 750 square meters and can raise the local temperature to over 2000° in one breath.
The Japanese anti-aircraft artillery positions around the oil depot were the first to burst into orange fireballs. The canvas camouflage net of the old Type 88 75mm anti-aircraft gun was directly vaporized at a high temperature of thousands of degrees, and the gun barrel was twisted into a twist shape due to thermal expansion.
The shells in the ammunition boxes exploded one after another, and the violent explosion turned the entire anti-aircraft artillery position into an erupting crater.
A logistics soldier, his body on fire, screamed and jumped into the reservoir, but he didn't know that the napalm on his body would explode when it came into contact with water - the huge wave of fire exploding on the water surface instantly engulfed him, and he didn't even have time to scream.
The bomber group then turned towards the port of Singapore and aimed its spearhead at the Japanese fleet anchored in the Strait of Johor.
The Combined Fleet and the White Eagle Navy were fighting fiercely in the Mariana Islands, so naturally there were only two or three cats and kittens left in the entire port.
Since the air defense alarm was sounded, these Japanese warships began to ignite and set sail urgently.
Although it is known to the navies of major powers around the world that horizontal bombing poses little threat to fleets, that is only for fleets maneuvering at high speed on the sea. For warships docked in ports and not moving, carpet bombing is also a huge threat.
Each plane in the B-17 fleet only dropped about 1 ton of ammunition on oil depots and air defense positions, and their stomachs are still full of "good stuff".
Soon these "good stuff" fell from the sky. The two Fengfeng-class destroyers were turning their rudders frantically, thick smoke was billowing out of the chimneys, the engine room began to be forced ventilated, and the two ships rushed out of the port with all their strength.
Several other hundred-ton anti-submarine boats, minesweepers, and minelayers were slow to react. When the bombs fell, they had just left their berths.
It was too late. An incendiary bomb hit the deck of the submarine chaser. The burning gelatinous gasoline poured into the engine room through the vents, turning all the Japanese sailors inside into human torches.
Even more terrifying was the scene on the bridge: the high temperature melted the bulletproof glass of the bridge portholes into liquid. Captain Yoshida screamed as he watched half of his body embedded in a silicate solution as viscous as magma. The Japanese sailors around him screamed and ran around like headless flies, not knowing what to do.
Several sailors gritted their teeth and rushed to the captain in the midst of high temperature flames and poisonous smoke, trying to pull him out of the melted glass liquid, but they only pulled out half of his body.
Reality is not the Romance of the Gods. It is impossible for a person to survive with only half of his body left. Captain Yoshida died without a word.
Another 2,000-ton troop transport ship, the Fukuyama Maru, was even more unlucky. This old-fashioned ship, which was still burning coal, took half an hour just to start and build up the pressure in the boiler.
So the motionless ship was broken into three pieces by the series of explosions, and some Japanese soldiers waiting to evacuate on the deck fell into the burning sea like dumplings.
The scene inside the coastal defense works on the shore was like a picture scroll from hell.
The scorching flames flowed everywhere as if they had life. A five-meter-long tongue of fire suddenly spurted out from the firing hole of the concrete bunker. The machine gun team hiding inside the bunker was burned to charcoal, and the machine gun ammunition that exploded made crackling sounds.
A Japanese sergeant, his whole body on fire, staggered out of the bunker, holding a smoking Type 99 light machine gun in his arms - the flames attached to his head like maggots, burning his hair in an instant, followed by his scalp, then his skull, and finally his boiling brain.
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As the Albatross-03 flew over the Jurong Refinery, the bomber, Old Wang, suddenly burst into laughter: "This is the jackpot!"
The moment he pressed the bomb button, four 500-pound incendiary bombs (weighing almost 1 ton in total) fell, accurately landing on the factory.
These guys, equipped with delayed fuses, would explode two seconds later after penetrating the roof of the factory building, allowing the gasoline bombs to explode inside the factory building instead of on the roof. The sticky gasoline mixed with white phosphorus and thermite would instantly fill the entire factory space.
A column of flame soared three hundred meters into the sky, a mushroom-shaped cloud of smoke swirling with vaporized molten iron. The flowing fire spread along the drainage ditches, turning the entire factory into a boiling lake of magma. A twenty-ton crane collapsed like melted chocolate, and the engineering team repairing the pipeline was vaporized, leaving only a dozen charred human silhouettes on the ground.
The Japanese fire brigade rushed to the scene with water hoses in their arms, trying to put out the fire with the water jets, but they found that the flames floated on the surface of the clear water, which instead expanded the area of the fire and made it burn more and more fiercely.
"Damn it, what kind of fire is this? Is it the fire of Amaterasu?" The young devil looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.
The older Japanese soldier was more experienced and quickly gave the order: "Hayaku, go get some sand! We need to use sand to put out the fire!"
"Look at that oil tank!" the young Japanese soldier screamed in horror, pointing to a tall tank in the factory.
"boom!"
After the violent explosion, a burning oil tank was thrown into the air by the shock wave and fell like a fireball.
"No! Run!" The huge oil tank rolled across the ground like a bowling ball. Before the devils could get sand, they were all killed by the falling steel tank.
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The fleet of planes spread death over the Lion City. After a long climb, the Japanese planes finally arrived.
"It's a Japanese plane!" Old Wu, the rear machine gunner, shouted, "At 7 o'clock, below our plane, shoot it!"
The cabin was suddenly filled with the sounds of various machine guns firing.
After dropping the bomb, the Albatross-03 felt a lot more relaxed overall. Zhou Hansong gently pushed the joystick, and the huge fuselage changed direction slightly, trying to avoid the tail-biting shots of the two Zero fighters while maintaining the formation.
A string of tracer bullets flew across the sky. The Japanese Zero fighter failed to achieve an effective hit due to the interweaving firepower of 12.7mm self-defense machine guns. It only used the 7.7mm machine gun to make a few holes in the B-17's skin.