Chapter 928: Gymnastics in the Snow (2)
With the naked eye viewing distance of no more than two kilometers, several teams of light gray painted piston-type monoplane suddenly appeared above Gorky Airport like ghosts. They were seen whistling by at a flight altitude of less than 100 meters, throwing bombs one by one to the runway and the hangar in a horizontal bombing. However, the tragic and bloody scene in the war did not appear. The bombs burst like ripe watermelons when they landed on the ground, and instantly sprayed out a large amount of red powder dye.
With the effort, dozens of red patches appeared at the two runways at Gorky Airport that were difficult to clear out of the snow and the hangar area at the end of the runway. The ground crew, guards and anti-aircraft artillery regiment soldiers were all at a loss, looking at me, and looking at you. If this was not an exercise but a practical battle, the bomb just now was enough to make them blood flow into a river. It was not until these ghostly "enemy planes" disappeared again in the vast snow curtain that there were scattered sounds of gunfire around the airport...
On the Jacques-7 piston fighter numbered 1401, Colonel Tiglev, commander of the 14th Air Regiment of the Soviet Navy, stood in the cockpit with surprise. With his long experience on the battlefield, he naturally knew what the bright red spots in his sight meant. With the maintenance conditions of Gorky Airport, even if the influence of wind and snow was not considered, it would take at least half a day to fill these "craters". Could it be that his aviation regiment could only watch on the wall during this joint exercise?
After a while, a young non-commissioned officer ran from the duty room next to the hangar to the fighter plane where Tiglev was, and hurriedly reported to him: "Comrade Commander, the political commissar's phone number, he said that as long as you have not started the plane, you must answer his phone number."
Tiglev heard the implicit sound, and he gritted his teeth: "Then tell him that I have started the plane."
After saying that, Tiglev sat down, manually closed the hatch cover, and pressed the engine start button. The familiar roar sounded extremely pleasant at the moment. After confirming that the engine was running normally through the instrument, he raised his right thumb to the guide outside the hangar. The guide lowered his left hand holding the green flag and raised his right hand holding the red flag.
Tiglev continued to push the throttle rod. With the roar of the engine, the blue-gray single-engine fighter was slowly removed from the hangar with its own power, and then glides to the takeoff runway by turning the tail wheel. Under normal circumstances, the Jacques-7, designed as a fighter-bomber, takes off for about 500 meters, and the runway in front of him is more than 600 meters long. Putting aside the unpleasant red patches, there are some snow and ice on the runway that have not been completely cleaned up. Any small bump or pit may have a fatal impact on the taxi-take plane. Without superb skills and extraordinary courage, you dare not take off forcibly under such conditions.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from Tiglev's headphones: "The tower called Seahawk 1, please answer if you hear it! The tower called Seahawk 1, please answer if you hear it!"
It is his partner, political commissar Pavlyuchenko!
Tiglev hesitated for a moment and turned on the communicator: "Tower, tower, this is Seahawk 1! Everything is ready, request takeoff! Repeat, everything is ready, request takeoff!"
"Haiying No. 1, listen to it, I will only say the following: Just now, the exercise command called the airport to inquire about the damage during the exercise, and I reported the situation here truthfully. The superior instructed us to overcome all difficulties and try our best to take off a few planes using the backup runway, find the "Invaders" fleet, give them a little color, and let them know that the Soviet army is invincible!"
Gorky Airport does have relatively simple backup runways. They are now covered in snow. It will take two to three hours to clear the distance that can be taken off by Jacques-3. However, Tiglev knew that there was something else behind these words, which coincided with his ideas.
"Seahawk 1 understands and ensures that the task is completed!" Tiglev reached out and switched to the communication channel, "Seahawk Squadron, Seahawk Squadron, this is Seahawk 1. According to the assumptions of the exercise, Seahawk 2, 3 and 4 will take off with me, and the rest will be on standby.
After the wingmen pilots responded one by one, Tiglev took a deep breath, pushed the throttle joystick with his left hand again, and controlled the flight joystick with his right hand tightly. The 12-cylinder liquid-cooled engine made a powerful and powerful hissing sound. Hearing this sound, the people who cleaned the runway retreated one after another. In their complex eyes, the fighter jet, which represents the highest level of the Soviet aviation industry, began to accelerate the gliding. As expected, the ice accumulation on the runway made it provoke a weird dance during the gliding process, but its pair of front wheels did not have the ability to control the steering, and the driver could only adjust the direction of the gliding through the inconspicuous tail wheel.
Tiglev is worthy of being the flight ace of the Soviet Navy. With his solid flight technology, rich flight experience and experience gained from spending two cold winters in the Caucasus region, he forced the Jacques-7, which was almost at full capacity, to fly up under such extremely harsh conditions. After flying off the ground, he did not have time to wipe the sweat gathered in his jaw, and hurriedly reminded the three wingman pilots who were about to take off via radio that they must be energetic to deal with this extremely difficult takeoff mission.
While the prides of the 14th Naval Aviation Regiment were struggling to fight the flight runway, the surface ships in the Northern Soviet Fleet where the Northern Soviet Fleet participated in the exercise were depressed towards the "Invaders" fleet provided by the shore-based radar station. In the first wave of air strikes, the "Mikhail-Furonzhi" was given the key care of the opponent's carrier-based aircraft, and the front and rear decks and starboard were dyed red by bombs used for the exercise. Moreover, due to the rapid arrival and departure of the enemy aircraft, the cluster air defense tactics that the Northern Fleet focused on practicing had no chance of exercising, which made Yumashev, who was in command, ignorant. However, the Soviet Admiral did not lose his mind. The reason why he led the fleet forward was just to attract the attention of his opponents and to cover the successful surprise attack of the submarine force that he had high hopes for.
In the vast snow and snow, the nine submarines belonging to the 1st, 2nd and 5th submarines of the Soviet Northern Fleet were lined up on the sea. According to the plan of the exercise, they were at the northwest of Murmansk Port at the beginning of the exercise, and were about 60 nautical miles away from the "Invaders" fleet determined by the shore-based radar station. In the vast Barents Sea, only 60 nautical miles are not worth mentioning, but for conventional submarines, even if the target is still, it will take three or four hours to enter the attack position. In addition, the target is in motion, so it is not easy to capture the opportunity for attack as soon as possible.
On the far left of this submarine formation is the first K-1, the Soviet Navy's K-1. When it was first incorporated into the Navy's active sequence, all those who came into contact with it were impressed by its outstanding underwater performance. The crew unanimously agreed to give the informal name of "* Light" to this new submarine that made them feel hopeless, and this title soon became a well-known name for the entire base and even the northern fleet.
As the first captain of the K-1, Captain Vasily Berezutsky, 39, can be said to be the best submarine commander of the Soviet Navy. In the early 1930s, he had the honor to go to Britain for further studies as an officer, and participated in many combat operations of the British Navy in the first few months of the outbreak of World War II, and even had a thrilling experience of escaping from death. During the Soviet-Japanese War, he was sent to the Pacific Fleet as a submarine commander. In two years, he carried out 19 combat missions, sunk 17 Japanese ships, and obtained sinking tonnage of 2 with zero casualties.
The outstanding record of 6,900 tons. These tangible combat experiences and experiences gave Captain Berezutsky a deeper understanding of the anti-submarine combat powers of the powerful naval powers of the East and West naval powers. In his opinion, the anti-submarine combat capability of the Japanese Navy in the early 1940s was not as good as that of the Germans in the early 1930s, and the Irish Navy's combat capability in all aspects was not inferior to that of the German Navy. Therefore, he foresaw how strong the Soviet Northern Fleet would encounter in this joint exercise, but this view was difficult for him to express to his superiors or colleagues.
Through the telegrams sent by the shore-based radar station and the "Defender" command, Captain Berezutsky learned that Gorky's airport and surface ships were successively air strikes. Although the telegram did not report the losses, it was enough to surprise that the carrier-based aircraft units of the New United Kingdom Navy could accurately find the targets on the shore and on the sea in such weather. As time went by, Captain Berezutsky's bad premonition became stronger and stronger. His deployment and operational development seemed to be under the surveillance of the other party. In order to prevent the losses of the most respected forces of the Northern Fleet participating ships, he issued an order to the K-3 in the name of the commander of the 5th Submarine Team, allowing it to enter the submarine with its submarine.
Such a harsh weather in front of him is undoubtedly a natural cover for the whereabouts of the submarine. Whether it is really necessary to conceal the submarine is not sure, even Captain Berezutsky himself was not sure, but he still followed his intuition. The slightly experienced captain K-3 did not question at all. Two new Soviet submarines quickly dived into the water. Shortly after they dived, a team of light gray-painted carrier-based aircraft passed by at low altitude in a ghostly manner. They quickly locked in the target and dropped the red pink bombs used for the exercise onto the other seven Soviet submarines in a floating state, successfully dyeing four of them red. The weak anti-aircraft artillery of the Soviet submarines only carried out symbolic resistance.
Chapter completed!