The Russian Air Force suffered heavy losses in the previous battles, and the main fighters and pilots were almost lost. Although the performance of the Yak-1 fighter jet produced by Russia itself is not bad. However, after a large number of factories were bombed, the production speed of Russian aircraft factories has dropped to only a few aircraft per month. This makes it difficult for the Russian Air Force to rebuild its strong combat power, let alone threaten Germany's huge bomber fleet. However, the Russian Air Force's air search radar is still in operation.
When the German Air Force fleet was only two hundred kilometers away from Chelyabinsk, it was discovered by the air search radar deployed in Chelyabinsk.
"Oh my God! I found the German fleet. There are so many planes, I don't know how many there are!" When the radar soldiers saw the densely packed light spots on the radar display screen, their scalps became numb.
"Damn it, the fleet that the Germans dispatched this time is too large. Look at the pilot, there are at least a thousand fighters!" An officer also looked nervous.
"Report to your superior immediately!" The officer at the radar station ordered.
When the news was sent to Marshal Shaposhnikov, Marshal Shaposhnikov immediately laughed. He knew that Andreyev foolishly rejected the conditions of the Germans, and the Germans would definitely not let it go. Well now, the Germans finally made their move. And it sent a large-scale fleet to retaliate so quickly.
"Comrade Marshal, is our air force going to take off to meet the enemy?" A general of the Russian Air Force asked.
"Idiot, how many fighter planes do we have? Even if we take off to meet the enemy, how effective will it be? It will probably be torn to pieces by the Germans. Pass this news to the members of the Politburo and let them decide for themselves!" Sha Marshal Boshnikov cursed.
Obviously, Marshal Shaposhnikov does not want to lose the power of the Air Force again. Facing the large-scale fleet of the German Air Force, if the remaining assets of the Russian Air Force dare to be dispatched, it will inevitably be a dead end.
"Yes, Comrade Marshal." The generals of the Russian Air Force immediately knew what to do.
The leaders of the Russian Provisional Government were all dumbfounded after receiving the report from the military. Although they expected it, they refused the Germans' conditions, which would anger the Germans. However, I did not expect that the Germans would react so strongly and would directly dispatch such a large fleet to retaliate against them.
"Bastard! How dare the Germans do this? Don't they worry that we will continue to fight them to the end? In that case, it will be equally detrimental to them!" Andreyev was furious.
"Comrade Andreev, what should we do now? According to the notification from the General Staff, the German fleet will arrive in the sky over Chelyabinsk in less than half an hour." Zhdanov and others A look of worry.
Andreyev was also very annoyed. Facing the huge fleet of the Luftwaffe, what could he do? He can't let him deal with those planes himself, can he?
"What about the Air Force? Why don't those guys take off to fight?" Andreyev asked.
"Comrade Andreyev, Comrade Shaposhnikov thinks that the air force is too weak, and if they take off to meet the enemy, they will hit the stone with a pebble. Therefore, the air force has been ordered to transfer." Kaganovich said.
"Asshole! Shaposhnikov is simply afraid of the enemy and avoiding war! It is because they are afraid of the Germans that we lost this war!" Andreyev was very angry.
But even if I say this again, it is useless now. The huge fleet of the Luftwaffe is about to arrive, and by then, the entire Chelyabinsk will be destroyed. This is undoubtedly a very big blow to the Russian Provisional Government.
Some leaders of the Russian provisional government regretted it even more. If I had known that the German counterattack was so violent, I shouldn't have rejected the German's conditions. Anyway, the Germans are the victors, and they have no way to refuse to slaughter them.
"Comrade Andreyev, let's go to the basement to hide first!"
"Yes, yes. First hide in the basement and escape this round of bombing by the Germans, and then think of a way."
Andreyev also had no choice but to nod helplessly. Obviously, saving one's own life is the most important thing now. Otherwise, once you lose your life in the bombing of the Germans, everything will be over.
The huge fleet of the German Air Force is getting closer and closer to Chelyabinsk. The whole city has fallen into chaos.
"Woo!" The air defense siren was roaring, and the Russians living in Chelyabinsk were scrambling to escape to the air-raid shelter to avoid the upcoming large-scale bombing by the Luftwaffe.
The faces of these Russians were full of horror, and everyone rushed to worry about the upcoming bombing by the Luftwaffe. I am afraid that they will be killed by the Germans during the bombing.
At 8:40 in the morning, a huge fleet of the Luftwaffe appeared over Chelyabinsk. For the German Air Force fleet, the Russian army did not have any counterattack. Under the orders of Marshal Shaposhnikov, the fighter planes of the Russian Air Force have been transferred. Those air defense soldiers also hid in the air-raid shelter. All air defense positions are empty. It can be said that the entire Chelyabinsk has no defense at all, just like a stripped beauty, presented naked in front of the German strategic air force.
"Attention all regiments, lower the altitude, and use the brigade as a unit to start bombing!" The commander of the German army ordered.
"Yes, General!"
The fighter planes of each bomber wing began to descend, preparing to bomb Chelyabinsk.
Originally, the German pilots were still cautious, preparing to avoid the attack of ground anti-aircraft fire. Those long-range fighter jets are also ready to suppress ground air defense firepower. However, when the altitude dropped to 1,000 meters, they were still not hit by any ground anti-aircraft firepower, which surprised the pilots of the Luftwaffe.
However, there is no interference from ground air defense firepower, which is a great thing for the German fleet. They can drop their bombs without interference or fear of being shot down by ground anti-aircraft fire.
"Start dropping bombs!"
After the order was issued, the magazine of the bomber was opened, and one after another bombs roared and hit the ground.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of the explosion sounded on the ground, and the buildings in Chelyabinsk were destroyed one after another during the explosion of the bomb.