The sun was still shining brightly at Pearl Harbor in December, and the huge battleship was motionless on the dock. The sailors were either lying lazily on the deck to bask in the sun, or disembarking to have fun in a bar or a cave on the shore. It was always a mess.
The chorus is a scene of singing and dancing.
Admiral Melkin, commander of the U.S. Pacific Fleet, was sitting lazily on his lawn, reading the Hawaii Daily News that had just arrived. The front page headline said that the Japanese Ambassador to the United States was discussing with the U.S. Secretary of State in Washington.
Promote the friendship between the two countries and improve the relations between the two countries to prompt the United States to lift the oil embargo.
After reading it, Melkin put the newspaper aside with a smile, picked up the coconut juice on the table and took a sip.
"My dear, aren't you going to play ball with Lieutenant General Walter Short today?" Merkin's wife walked up behind him and asked softly.
"No, dear, you should know that I am not in the mood to do these things." Merkin refused.
The lady shook her head slightly and walked away. She knew that her husband was not in a very good mood during this period and basically refused all outings.
A black maid came over quickly and reported: "Sir, Major General Sean is here."
"Invite him in"
After a while, a general in his late thirties, tall and resolute, walked in. He was Rear Admiral Sean, Chief of Staff of the U.S. Pacific Fleet. Sean came to Melkin and first saluted, and then said
: "Your Excellency, General, tomorrow is Sunday. Many officers and soldiers in the fleet have requested shore leave. Do you want to approve it?"
"Everything is correct." Merkin leaned on the chair and said calmly: "Soldiers usually train very hard, and now it is difficult to have a chance to relax."
Sean hesitated for a moment and then said: "But General, if everyone approves, then we will only have one-third of the soldiers on the ship. If an emergency occurs, it will probably be difficult for us to do anything."
React."
Merkin sneered: "It's hard to react. So what if I can react? Are we going to conquer the world with these old warships?"
Sean listened to Melkin's complaints in silence. He knew that Melkin was extremely dissatisfied with President Roosevelt's recent transfer of the battleships of the Pacific Fleet to the Atlantic Fleet. Under Roosevelt's transfer order, the originally powerful
The Pacific Fleet was split into pieces. Among the three aircraft carriers of the Pacific Fleet, the "Enterprise" was on its way back to Pearl Harbor, the "Lexington" had just sailed out a few days ago, and the "Saratoga" was undergoing repairs in San Diego.
There are still more than 20 main warships on missions. Currently, there are only more than 20 main warships of various types in the port, including eight battleships. Although at first glance, the fleet including eight battleships is relatively strong, but
I know my own business. The five battleships here are still old ships that are about to be retired. Birds have already entered and built nests in the gun barrels of the battleships. Such a fragile strength is really worrying.
Facing the fragile power in the port, it is no wonder that Admiral Melkin expressed dissatisfaction for the first time.
"What about our fighter planes? I heard that there was a strange order from above. All the fighter planes were pulled out of the hangar and parked on the airport runway. It was said that they were to be inspected and repaired. This has never happened before." Xiao
Well, I still don't understand what happened recently.
Although Melkin is an upright person, he has a rather irritable personality. In front of this subordinate, he did not hide his anger towards Washington: "Who knows what those son-of-a-bitch politicians are thinking. I guess they
They want those aircraft to be inspected by God. And the torpedo defense nets they had people install at the port can only hinder the traffic of our ships. I had people remove them the day before yesterday. Who will they do this time?
If he proposes to install these things again, I will have them installed in his swimming pool."
Seeing Melkin mocking Washington's policies mercilessly, Sean frowned quietly. He always had a hunch in his heart that the relationship between Admiral Melkin and Washington was so stiff that it was very difficult for him.
Not a good thing.
After thinking about it for a while, Sean still felt that it was necessary to remind his superior, "Your Excellency General, there are reasons for this order from above. We just need to follow the orders from our superiors."
"Hmph, if you just listen to the orders of these sons of bitches, you might be killed by them one day without even knowing it." Merkin sneered at Sean's words and said impatiently: "You listened to what those bureaucrats said.
It’s okay to just listen, if our fleet just listens to them, we won’t even think about fighting.”
Sean sighed secretly, "Okay general, I'll go out first, you can do your business."
On the vast ocean, a fleet is approaching quickly. On the tall stick of a destroyer headed by it, a bloody sun flag is fluttering in the wind. Behind it is a huge fleet. This is a fleet including
A huge task force including six aircraft carriers, two battleships, two heavy cruisers, three destroyers and more than 20 destroyers, 16 submarines and six supply ships, they quickly headed east to Honolulu.
Coming.
On the newly built "Akagi" aircraft carrier, the commander of the task force, Lieutenant General Chuichi Nagumo, looked ahead with a solemn expression. Behind him stood the commander of the Japanese Combined Fleet's Sixth Fleet, Lieutenant General Shimizu Mitsumi, and Lieutenant General Mitsumi Shimizu.
A group of Japanese naval generals.
"Your Excellency, Commander, we have arrived 600 kilometers off the coast of Honolulu. We expect to arrive at the scheduled location early tomorrow morning and can order the submarine force to attack." A staff officer was reporting.
"I understand." Nan Yunzhong nodded expressionlessly, "Order the submarine force to secretly sneak into Pearl Harbor."
Seeing that Nagumo Chuichi seemed to be in low spirits, Lieutenant General Shimizu Mitsumi behind him asked, "Your Excellency, Commander, since you have brought the empire's fleet here, you still have to work hard for the next thing."
"Of course." Nagumo Chuichi turned his head and said seriously: "Shimizu-kun, you can rest assured that since I have brought the fleet here, I will naturally do my best. Although I am not convinced of Commander Yamamoto's plan.
I support it, but as an emperor, of course I will try my best to win this war."
"Then I'll leave it to you." Mitsumi Shimizu bowed deeply. He knew that Chuichi Nagumo was originally opposed to this sneak attack plan. Chuichi Nagumo believed that rashly starting a war with the United States would only drag Japan into the abyss of destruction, but
The base camp just handed over this task to him, which cannot but be said to be a great irony.
Nagumo Chuichi continued: "Shimizu-kun, as the commander of the advance formation, I leave it to you to command the submarine to sneak into Pearl Harbor. Your advance formation will set off tonight, and it must be at three o'clock tomorrow morning.
You used to sneak into Pearl Harbor and clear the way for carrier-based aircraft. Can you do it?"
"Your Excellency, Commander, my advance fleet promises to complete the mission on time and will definitely clear the passage for the carrier-based aircraft. Otherwise, I am willing to have a caesarean section to apologize to the emperor." Lieutenant General Mitsuomi Shimizu immediately puffed up his chest and promised.
"What's the point of having a caesarean section? If the attack proceeds smoothly, that's the key point." Nagumo Chuichi's face suddenly turned dark and he scolded loudly.
"Hai, for the sake of the empire's hegemony, I will definitely clear the way on time." Shimizu Mitsumi gritted her teeth and promised loudly.
"Hey Nishishui-kun, then I wish you immediate success." Nagumo Chuichi was also very nervous. After all, this sneak attack was related to the fate of the empire, so he couldn't help but be nervous.
The White House of the United States: "Your Excellency, there is a secret report from our inside line. The Japanese combined fleet has mysteriously disappeared a week ago. Even the officers of the Japanese Navy do not know their whereabouts." The Central Bureau of Investigation gathered in Jim's hand and held it.
Report latest intelligence to Roosevelt.
"Jim, can you guess where the Japanese task force is now?" Roosevelt asked calmly while flipping through the information.
"They must have arrived near Honolulu Island a long time ago." Jim smiled bitterly. He knew clearly that the enemy was sharpening his sword and trying to get closer to him, but he could only pretend to be indifferent. This feeling was really unpleasant.
It feels so good.
"This is a painful choice." Roosevelt said slowly: "Our country has been immersed in peace for too long, and people have long forgotten the taste of gunpowder smoke. Perhaps this choice requires someone to pay blood and sacrifice.
But the price is worth it. Only by joining this war as soon as possible can we stop the aggression of German and Japanese fascists. This is beyond doubt. Some people may think that we are cold-blooded and cruel, but this is the world.
Where can there be victory without sacrifice? The trumpet of freedom has sounded. We will soon be involved in the war, and this information will have to be sealed for at least fifty years before it can be seen again. Let history judge our actions today.
." Roosevelt's face even looked a little painful at this time. At this time, he seemed to have foreseen Pearl Harbor shrouded in black smoke.
"But we saved the entire United States, didn't we?" Jim said softly, clenching his fists as if to enhance his confidence.
On the early morning of Sunday, December 8, 1941, Admiral Melkin, commander of the Pacific Fleet at Pearl Harbor, also received a telegram from Washington. This telegram was sent by Chief of Staff Marshall. In the telegram, he mentioned
There was a possibility of a sneak attack in Japan, but the telegram was thrown into the wastebasket by Merkin who was having breakfast.
In this way, the Pacific Fleet lost its last chance
When the morning sun had just risen and the soldiers of the Pacific Fleet who had just participated in the carnival last night were still immersed in sleep, the first attack wave of Japan's sneak attack group, 183 bombers and fighter jets, had already arrived.
The first bomb was dropped over Pearl Harbor. In an instant, dull explosions rang out in the peaceful Pearl Harbor.
The Pacific Fleet, which was immersed in sleep, was caught off guard. The Japanese bombers, with the cooperation of the submarines that had already lurked in, quickly sank three battleships and six destroyers in the port. Several other battleships were hit.
Heavy damage. The heavily damaged warships billowed out thick smoke, turning the formerly picturesque Pearl Harbor into a hell on earth.
Soon, the commander of the Japanese carrier-based aircraft who had successfully attacked sent a telegram of "Tiger Tiger Tiger" to his own fleet representing the successful sneak attack. There were bursts of cheers in the war room of the Japanese fleet. Stimulated by the successful news, Nan
Lieutenant General Yunzhong Yi immediately dispatched a second wave of 173 bombers and immediately took off to expand the results.
An hour after the bombing started, for various reasons, Japanese Ambassador to the United States Ichiro Kobayashi submitted a declaration of war to U.S. Secretary of State Cordell Hull. After receiving the declaration of war, Cordell Hull angrily said to Kobayashi Ichiro
: “In my more than 20 years of diplomatic career, I have never seen such a shameless declaration of war.”
After one hour and fifty minutes of bombing by two attack waves of the Japanese task force, the U.S. Pacific Fleet was destroyed in total eight battleships, three cruisers, three destroyers, and eight auxiliary ships, totaling a total of 300,000 tons.
Three hundred and ninety aircraft on the shore were destroyed, 2,403 were killed, and 1,178 were injured. It can be said that after this battle, the United States' maritime power in the Pacific has been basically destroyed.
All in all, in the next six months, Japan will have no maritime power in the Pacific that can threaten itself, except of course China's navy.
"Jianming, the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor as expected, and the Americans declared war on the Japanese." When Bai Chongxi hurriedly reported to Su Tong with the latest telegram, there was a hint of surprise and joy in his expression.
After sending the telegram, Su Tong put it aside, as if he had put down a burden, with an indescribable sense of relief.
"The Americans finally joined the war, which proves that the end of the Japanese people is coming soon. With the golden finger of the moon base, they have disrupted the original history, but now they have twisted part of the history bluntly through their own efforts.
On the right track, but what about the history of China? Will it still be the same as in another time and space?"
Su Tong doesn't know what the future history will be like, but he is confident that with the efforts of himself and all the people, he will embark on a completely different path.
After thinking carefully, Su Tong asked: "Brother Jiansheng, where is Hu Lian's third army group?"
When this issue was mentioned, a smile appeared on Bai Chongxi's face: "Now that they have occupied Uelian, it can be said that all the Far East of Soviet Russia has fallen into our hands, and we are already separated from the American state of Alaska.
Looking at each other by the sea."
"Okay" Su Tong clapped his thigh excitedly, "Immediately mobilize thirty divisions of the National Guard to station in the Far East of Soviet Russia so that Hu Lian's Third Army Group can get out. Now the Germans are fighting fiercely with Lao Maozi
, As long as we speed up the pace of immigration, we will be able to stabilize the situation in the Far East within three to five years. As long as we can maintain it for thirty to fifty years, we can completely occupy the Far East."
Bai Chongxi nodded, with a look of emotion on his face: "Yeah, it turns out that I didn't expect that one day we would not only be able to completely regain the lost territory, but also take over Lao Maozi's place. Such a good thing has not happened before.
I didn’t even dare to dream about it.”
Su Tong also smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, good things like this will definitely happen in the future." After that, the two looked at each other and laughed.
After laughing, Su Tongcai said seriously: "Brother Jiansheng, the war in Soviet Russia has now reached a stalemate due to the Soviet Union and Germany, and the harsh winter has arrived. It is of little use if we keep too many troops in Soviet Russia.
After Hu Lian's Third Army Group escapes from the Far East, I want them to return home to rest first, what do you think?"
"Go back to the country to rest." Bai Chongxi glanced at Su Tong doubtfully and asked, "Jianming, are you worried about the unstable situation in the country? But as far as I know, there is no instability happening in the country. Besides, there are still people on the southern coast.
There are more than one million front-line troops and more than 30 million reserves. What are you still worried about?"
Su Tong smiled and shook his head, "I'm not worried about domestic instability. I transferred the Third Army Group back to the country for another purpose."
"Oh, what do you have in mind?" Bai Chongxi knew that this little fellow had always been unscrupulous in doing things, and sometimes his ideas were so bold that even he, who had been in the army for decades, was astonished.
"Brother Jiansheng, do you know what our country currently lacks most?"
"What's missing?" Bai Chongxi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Don't you know I'm just a rough guy? Don't have anything to do with me."
Seeing Bai Chongxi as confused as if he were two feet tall, Su Tong stopped joking with him and looked at Bai Chongxi and said word by word: "Iron ore and oil."
"Iron Ore and Oil"
"Yes, it's iron ore and oil." Su Tong said solemnly: "Although we all know that there is a large amount of oil buried under the South China Sea in our country, it is currently limited by the weak technical strength and cannot be exploited on a large scale. But we
I know there is a place where the amount of oil buried there is dozens of times that of the South China Sea, and it is also an onshore oil field that is extremely easy to exploit. As long as we occupy that place, our country's oil will be secured in the next hundred years."
"Oh where is it?"
Su Tong's finger drew a long arc on the huge world map, constantly moving westward, and landed on a place that would be familiar to people in later generations.
"That place is our future large oil depot in the Middle East."
"If you want to march into the Middle East," Bai Chongxi exclaimed, "that's the territory of the British."
"What are you afraid of? Not only do I want to march to the Middle East, I also want to march to Australia. That is the guarantee for the future development of our country." At this time, Su Tong's face showed an indescribable perseverance and determination.