Chapter 54 Elephants over Baghdad

Although Rashid Street, planned and built by Kari Pasha in the center of Baghdad, has not yet been built, some new buildings have been built on both sides of some sections. The new buildings are mixed with Arabic and Turkish architectural styles, most of which are made by those Arab dignitaries and rich Jewish merchants. And the Turkish magnates built it. After the building was completed, they rented the building to those merchants. Therefore, there were a variety of shops on both sides of the street, mostly two or three-story buildings. The ground floor facing the street was full of huge circular columns, which were very distinctive.

Compared with other narrow and messy streets in Baghdad, the readjusted and renovated Rashid Street is the main street and commercial center of Baghdad. Banks and shops are concentrated in this area, and the unique Arab market is unforgettable. In the shops on the street, there are many copperware shops, and the workmanship of various Arabic-style copper plates, copper pots and copper cups is very fine.

There are also some cafes on Rashid Street. Although it was only in the morning, in the coffee shop, customers were tasting coffee while playing with the Arabs' unique card nine, while several guests were smoking hookah in the open-air seats outside the cafe.

For these Arabs, it seems that everything in the world has nothing to do with them. They just live their own lives quietly. Whether it is the disputes of allies or the Allies, they are a little too far away from them. Although in the south, the Chinese army has landed, although the infidels have They set foot in the Arab land, but for them, this is nothing new.

The glory of Arabia has long disappeared in the long river of history. In the past few hundred years, the Arabs have only surrendered to the Turks as vassals. As for the pagans, they have set foot on this land as early as a hundred years ago.

At this time, many elderly Arab literati and scholars come here every day in this cafe, spending a few copper coins, smoking hookahs, drinking a cup or two of coffee or black tea, and remembering the good times of those Arabs who only existed in history. Perhaps this is the only thing they can do, and only A past that can be remembered.

"...that year..."

Just as several elderly Arabs were remembering the glory of the past, the voice from the air interrupted their conversation. They looked into the air and saw a few white clouds scattered in the clear sky. It was a good day, but the roar in the air was a little strange.

"Maybe it's an airplane!"

An Arab old man said that people in Baghdad, the capital of Baghdad, are not strange to airplanes. Five years ago, after the plane first appeared in the sky of Baghdad, they already knew that people could fly into the sky, and the machine flying in the sky was called an airplane.

"Notice everyone to get ready, based on my machine!"

When the green space in the governor's mansion of Baghdad was reflected in sight, Xu Huansheng shouted behind him. Song Ming quickly took out a blackboard, wrote down the order with chalk on the blackboard, and then unfolded it to his friend through the porthole. At the same time, Xu Huansheng waved his wings again.

At this time, the first thing that appeared over Baghdad was the bomber formation. Below the front of the bomber, close to a thin cloud was a group of escorted fighters. The clouds are under them, shining with the sun. When the bomber began to descend, Ma Mingxiao, who had risen to the combat altitude, looked ahead and observed anything that might appear in the enemy.

In such a big city, with more than a dozen planes, what's the point of bombing?

Looking at the city on the ground, Ma Mingxiao muttered in his heart that in the army air force, fighters have also received bombing training, but their goal is not the city, but to bomb the enemy's fortifications and artillery positions. In a city like this, even if it is bombed, the effect is very limited. The city The city is too big, and the bombs carried by the plane are too limited.

It's a waste of resources!

Ma Mingxiao thought so, but it did not prevent the bomber troops from making the final preparations for the bombing. When the plane began to dive, Song Ming, who had several jobs in the cabin, began to be busy. Although there were 200 bombs in the plane, it was hung in the bomb compartment in the way of every ten bundles, in order to try to Fixed bombs, each bundle of bombs is attached to the straps. Before dropping the bomb, the bomber must untie the straps, otherwise ten bombs will be dropped in a whole.

"D..."

When untying the strap, Song Ming stared at the small propeller at the head of the bomb from time to time. Unlike the first generation of bombs modified with mortar shells used by the air force, these bombs are now redesigned aerial bombs. The bomb is triggered, uninsured during the free fall, and then explodes when it hits the ground. After the bomb is thrown out of the hatch at the bottom of the cabin, a small propeller on the bomb will rotate and fall off the bomb in the airflow of the bomb falling to the ground, thus lifting the safety. Once the small propeller is out of the bomb, even a little collision will cause the bomb to explode.

"As long as the small propeller is still on the bomb, the bomb is not dangerous."

But even so, Song Ming did not dare to be careless. After nearly a minute to release all the twenty straps, Song Ming hurriedly returned to his position - the nose, which was both the aiming position and the machine gun position. Sitting in the seat, he began to use a simple bombing sight to aim at the ground target. This kind of extreme Simple is like a bombing sight composed of a degree and a ruler. Although it is simple, it is very effective, especially when bombing at low altitude.

When the plane descended to an altitude of 500 meters, Song Ming, who was aiming at the ground target, felt that he could see the citizens of Baghdad. The streets were quickly bustling again, crowded with people shopping and playing. He could even see some people looking up at the sky curiously. They were obviously huge in the air. The big thing was stunned.

"Lord Pasha, Lord Pasha..."

An officer rushed to the balcony in horror, but he only saw Kari Pasha looking at the sky doubtfully, and more than a dozen black dots in the sky were arranged in a V-shaped shape.

"It's a Chinese plane!"

Kari Pasha said to himself and said at the same time.

"Oh, what a huge plane!"

In fact, this is everyone's idea.

When these planes in the air fly by, the shadows reflected on the ground will make people feel cloudy.

"Why did they fly here?"

"Bombing, this is a Chinese bomber!"

"Bunthrower, ready to bomb!"

Xu Huansheng shouted at the nose, and his voice passed through the copper microphone.

"I see!"

Song Ming, who was aiming, replied loudly.

"The bomber, you must aim carefully, and the whole fleet will follow us to drop the bomb!"

"I see!"

Although he tried to calm himself down as much as possible, Song Ming still felt that his palm seemed to be sweating. In just a few seconds, it was as long as a few years. He moved his left hand. Perhaps because of some nervousness, his left hand looked a little stiff, so that his reaction was a little slow. At this time, it was It is possible to miss the target in a second. Xu Zhiwei moved hard. After feeling that his hand was not as stiff as before, he pressed the bomb safety and took the projectile pole in his hand.

At this time, the governor's mansion of the target is reflected in the shadow of the three points and a line.

At the moment when the governor's mansion and the sight formed three points, Song Ming began to count down. Sweat flowed out of his forehead, and his right hand pushed a connecting rod, which was the connecting rod to control the bomb hanger.

"Enter the target, 3, 2, ... drop the bomb!"

The moment the sound fell, he took the projectile pole hard... There was no resistance, no resistance. When the bomb was dropped, Li Xiaoquan and An Ming, who made a belly machine gun, looked curiously at the ground when they were sure that there was no enemy aircraft in the air. This bombing was different from the past training. The past training bombarded. What was blown up was the target drawn by lime, but this time, what they wanted to bomb was a city and the people living in the city.

One by one, 15 kg bombs in groups of 10 are dropped from the drop hatch, and each time the small propeller in front of the bomb begins to rotate and then disengage. After being thrown out for about 16 seconds, the bomb hit the ground, and fire and smoke could be seen.

At this time, under the abdomen of the 12 "elephant" bombers in the air, a black spot was constantly dropped. The bomb fell with a roar and landed in the city of Baghdad. First, there was an explosion, followed by countless explosions. The fire flashed, and a thick column of smoke rose, and the ground under the plane kept flashing orange. The flames and black dust rose, and black smoke and dust continued to rise in the ancient city of Baghdad.

On a small street, a woman in an Arab robe with her son was looking up at the sky with a group of citizens, because of the roar of a plane came from there. They mostly look at the sky curiously. When they look at the huge plane in the sky, they always exclaim.

"What a big plane..."

As soon as the voice fell, they heard the roar of the bomb falling. Almost at the moment when the black spot fell in the air, the woman quickly hugged her son and lay on the ground. A bomb landed near them, and the waves of the explosion knocked many people to the ground, followed by several violent explosions. In the roar, dirt and rubble fell on them like raindrops. The woman picked up her son and began to run down the street. After she heard the roar of the bomb landing again, she quickly lay down and rolled down with her son in her arms. After rolling into a large crater and dodging a burst of dirt and wood debris, the woman raised her head in her son's cry. She looked at her son. There was a broken place on her son's head, and some blood flowed.

The woman looked around, but only saw the flames mixed with black smoke, rising to the sky. After seeing the plane flying overhead, the woman quickly hugged her crying son and walked forward. When she walked forward, she only saw a scene of her screaming in horror. .

A bomb just landed on the copper street, where there were bloody thighs across the street; there were piles of intestines still squirming; half of the face with messy long hair looked at him ferociously; there was a broken arm holding a delicate small bag in the palm of his hand, and the fingers grasping the bag were still shaking slightly... The more he went up, this There were more and more scenes. The heavier the smell of blood and heat in the air, the more the woman felt like a hell on earth. She held her son tightly in her arms for fear that he would see this scene.

Sart, with a bag of flour in his hand, only heard a 'buzzing' sound in the sky. A bomb exploded in the alley where he lived. When he rushed home, he saw two houses collapsed. One of which was his empty house. Their family was buried in the ruins... When the neighbors around him were between the two wooden stakes in the ruins, Sart only saw his brother crying and shouting: < /P>

"Help me, I'm scared!"

However, the fragments of relatives' clothes hanging on the awning and the broken feet picked up on the ground and broken hands were broken. The scene in front of him only made Sart, a teenager who once promised to be a man, throw away the flour in his hand and sit on the ground and cry hoarsely.

At this time, the bombing was still going on, with thousands of bombs falling from the air. Because the bombing was aimed at the governor's palace, most of the bombs exploded in the center of the populous city of Baghdad, and each explosion often collapsed one or two houses, burying the people in the house. In the ruins, if the bomb falls on the street, it will cause a bloody storm.

For Song Ming in the air, he did not know how much damage the bombing had caused to the city. He just aimed and dropped bombs conscientiously. Every time he pulled the projectile pole, he would drop ten bombs. Ten bombs often fell densely in a small area. After just a minute, the last bundle was dropped. Bomb, the bombing is over. At this time, the bomber has finished turning and starting to return.

After the bombers in the air left, Ali Pasha, who had been lying on the balcony, stood up with the help of the servants. At this time, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke. The governor's mansion was hit by a bomb, and the side building on the east side of the governor's mansion collapsed by bombs. In the governor's mansion, there were running guards and servants everywhere. .

Standing on the balcony and looking at Baghdad City, only the thick black smoke was reflected in Ali Pasha's eyes. The bombing did not cause a fire in the city, but the thick smoke was still in the air. The streets were full of civilians running with their dead and injured relatives. Seeing this scene, Ali Pasha, who was originally pale. But he suddenly became excited.

"Yes, yes, it's like this, it's like this, this is the massacre of pagans. We are going to launch a holy war. As believers, we are going to launch a holy war to stop the pagans from trampling on this sacred land and tell everyone that those infidels from the East will also bomb the holy places and Mecca! All believers must be armed to stop them!"

(to be continued)