On October 20, 1941, on the sea surface of Kagoshima Bay in Minami Kyushu, two Type 97 carrier-based attack aircraft with ointment flags painted on their wings passed over the sea at a high altitude. Two torpedoes flew from them.
The torpedo fell off the belly of the aircraft. As soon as the torpedo hit the water, it quickly rushed forward at a speed of fifty knots. It rushed to a place one sea mile ahead and hit the target with a dull impact. It turned out that these were two training bombs.
The two torpedo planes that succeeded in one strike drew an arc in the air before flying triumphantly back to the military port. Behind them, there were two torpedo planes diving along the route they had just taken.
Yamamoto Isoroku held up the telescope and fixed his eyes firmly on the two torpedo planes in front. Looking at the skillful dive action of the torpedo planes, a trace of relief appeared between his brows. It seemed that all the hard work in the past six months was gone.
In vain.
At this time, a rustle of footsteps came from behind, and a slightly proud voice sounded from behind: "Yamamoto-kun, our pilots are well trained and will definitely shine in this operation."
Yamamoto Isoroku turned around and said calmly: "Nagumo-kun, these pilots have been preparing for more than half a year. If they still can't meet the requirements, it can only be said that these pilots are not worthy of His Majesty the Emperor's trust in them. We can also directly
Cancellation of next plans.”
The person who came was none other than Lieutenant General Nagumo Chuichi, the commander-in-chief of the First Air Fleet of the Japanese Combined Fleet.
Nagumo Chuichi smiled and said, "Yamamoto-kun, you are worrying too much. There is an old saying in the Chinese art of war, which is to use the unprepared to calculate and the unprepared to attack. How can you be invincible?"
Yamamoto shook his head, "Nagumo-kun, you have never been to the United States and do not understand how terrible the United States is. The United States is far superior to Japan in terms of industry, manufacturing and resources. Once it is fully activated, our Japan will not belong to them at all.
Opponent. Now we are walking a tightrope. If we take a wrong step, we will be shattered into pieces. We"
Having said this, Yamamoto Isoroku knew that his words were in vain when he saw the look of disapproval on Chuichi Nagumo's face. Chuichi Nagumo didn't listen at all.
Sighing slightly, Yamamoto Isoroku changed the topic: "Nagumo-kun, how are you doing with your research on the issue of torpedo depth determination?"
After talking about this topic, Nagumo Chuichi had a look of embarrassment on his face and shook his head: "So far we have no good solution. The water depth in Pearl Harbor is only forty-five feet, and our torpedoes will fall into the sea as soon as they are thrown.
In bed, for this problem, the Chief of Naval Command, His Excellency Nagano, has ordered us to improve our plans many times, but we still haven’t come up with a good solution.”
Yamamoto Isoroku shook his head slightly, "Nagumo-kun, using torpedoes in Pearl Harbor is not a good idea. The best way to deal with the warships parked in the naval port is to use heavy high-explosive bombs to bomb them from top to bottom.
They were blown up and sunk."
"But if there are no torpedoes, our attack intensity will be greatly weakened." Nagumo Chuichi said in embarrassment.
"If you want to prevent torpedoes from sinking into the seabed, you can only lower the bombing height of the torpedo aircraft." Yamamoto thought for a while and said: "Now if you want to improve the depth of torpedoes entering the sea from a technical point of view, then you can only lower the bombing height of the torpedo aircraft."
I think if we can lower the height of the bomb from 3,000 feet to 1,500 feet, we can avoid the problem of the torpedo sinking into the seabed."
"Fifteen hundred feet," Nagumo thought for a while and said slowly: "If it is at this altitude, it should be possible to avoid the problem of torpedoes sinking into the seabed, but the requirements for pilots are very high, and it is difficult to implement."
"It has to be done even if it is difficult," Yamamoto Isoroku said coldly: "If the naval aviation of the Imperial Japanese Empire cannot even overcome this difficulty, how can it compete with the Americans for control of the Pacific Ocean, and how can it turn around and defeat the China Army and Navy?
"
"Hai," Nagumo Chuichi replied loudly, "We must defeat the American and Chinese navies and revive the glory of our empire on the sea."
The two senior navy generals with "ambitious ambitions" had a tacit understanding at this time and did not mention letting the Japanese Army re-enter the Chinese mainland. With the Chinese Army's great fame in the Soviet battlefield and Sakhalin Island,
Almost all Japanese soldiers feel more and more that the dream of the Japanese army to re-enter the Chinese mainland is getting further and further away. They place their only hope on the navy. In recent years, Japan's military expenditures have also increased.
The navy tilted. Although the Japanese army also had a lot of resentment, the defeated general did not dare to speak out and could only hold his nose and acquiesce to this fact.
My king has a long life, a thousand generations, eight thousand generations, forever old, evergreen, until fine rocks turn into huge rocks, and moss grows on the rocks. A group of pilots sang Kimi no Dai and walked into the cafeteria. The young pilots headed by them were still laughing and joking with each other.
A young man of about twenty-three or four years old, with a white scarf on his head and a light cyan flight suit, smiled and said to his companion in front of him: "Ono-kun, you lost the bomb-dropping training just now. It's your turn this Sunday."
You’re in for a treat.”
"Yamaguchi-kun, you have underestimated me too much. Since when have I, Ono Guitian, stopped keeping my word?" the leading pilot replied with a look of feigned anger.
"That's good, we are all worried that you will not be able to explain to your photon after you spend all your allowance this month." Yamaguchi's teasing words caused everyone to burst into laughter.
When he thought of his newlywed wife at home, Xiaoye felt a warmth surge in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Mitsuko is the most supportive of me. When he came to see me a few days ago, he even
You gave me thirty yuan to keep as pocket money, but you underestimated her too much."
"Wow, Ono-kun is so lucky to have such a virtuous wife."
Everyone sat down one by one in the midst of chatter and laughter, each prepared a meal and chatted about training while eating.
After taking a few mouthfuls of food, Yamaguchi gently touched Yamaguchi's arm, "Ono-kun, you said we have been focusing on training for low-altitude bomb drops these days. Are we going to start a war? Which country will we fight this time?"
Xiaoye Guitian shook his head, "I don't know this either, and it's not something we, the little soldiers, can know."
"I guess it's either the Americans or the Chinese. Now in the Pacific, the navies of these two countries are our opponents." Yamaguchi took a sip of the flavor-enhancing soup and said it without thinking. After finishing speaking, he found that the other side
Ono was looking at himself with a hint of anger on his face. Only then did he realize that what his friend disliked the most was when someone called the country of China China.
Sure enough, Ono Guitian immediately said displeasedly: "Yamaguchi-kun, how many times have I told you, not knowing how to respect the enemy is equivalent to disrespecting yourself. I know you all look down on the Chinese people because they have been invaded by us.
country, and think they are all vulnerable. But haven’t the lessons of these years changed your view?”
"But this is what the military and generals taught us." Yamaguchi said somewhat unconvinced.
"Ignore the words of those gentlemen in the military department. They can only take advantage of their words now." Ono said disdainfully: "If the gentlemen in the navy were really so capable, our navy would not even be able to destroy Jeju Island."
I don’t dare to go.”
Speaking of Jeju Island, Yamaguchi also fell silent. Since Jeju Island was assigned to the Chinese government as a naval base by North Korea, Jeju Island has become an important naval base for the Chinese East China Sea Fleet, with two marine divisions and a total of 40,000 people stationed there all year round.
They have a multi-person ground force and a land-based naval division with more than 300 fighter planes. They also have a permanent aircraft carrier battle group in the military port. There are many anti-aircraft guns in the military port. I heard that there are more than ten gates set up in the direction of Japan.
Anti-artillery, the Chinese have turned it into a sharp knife. As long as they are willing, the Chinese fighter planes on Jeju Island can bomb Japan again at any time. Jeju Island has also become a Damocles hanging over the heads of the Japanese.
Emperor Hirohito and many generals in the base camp tried several times to assemble a combined fleet to attack Jeju Island, but were blocked by Yamamoto Isoroku and Prince Zaihi.
At the mention of the Chinese army on Jeju Island, many pilots who were eating their meals also became quiet. Fighter planes patrolling Jeju Island now often confront Japanese aircraft. Although there was no exchange of fire under the strict orders of the top leaders of both sides,
However, the two sides often staged chase battles. The Chinese and Japanese fighter planes went back and forth like a drill, and there were one or two such battles almost every day.
But the strange thing is that the top leaders of both sides, in addition to strictly prohibiting firing, turned a blind eye to the pursuit battles conducted by patrol aircraft every day, as if they had not seen it.
In this pursuit battle, the Japanese pilots became more and more familiar with the capabilities of the P47 and BF109 fighters equipped by the Chinese Air Force, as well as the "Wildcat" and other fighters. They also had to admit the fact that the Chinese aircraft now
Both in terms of quantity and capabilities, they have far surpassed Japan. Even the Zero fighter that the Japanese are proud of cannot gain any advantage in front of the Chinese P47 and BF109 fighters.
There was silence in the cafeteria. For a long time, Yamaguchi summoned his energy and shouted loudly: "Zhi... The Chinese people only relied on the capabilities of their fighter planes to gain the upper hand. As long as our Japanese Empire can develop a new fighter plane,
, I believe we can defeat them.”
"Yes, I heard that our military has begun to develop a new type of fighter aircraft. Even now we are inspired by the Bushido spirit. We will never be afraid of any challenge." A kind of pilot came up with a spiritual victory method for himself.
Encourage.
Looking at the expressions of his companions, Xiaoye shook his head helplessly, lowered his head and only focused on eating his own meal...