The sea is very calm in winter, and the rippling waves look extremely gentle, like a gentle girl gazing at her lover.
Lieutenant General Yashiro Yukichi, commander of the Japanese Navy's Second Fleet, stood on the bridge, looking quietly to the southwest, feeling the biting cold wind blowing across his face caused by the ship's speed, and after a long time he sighed softly: "China's
It’s so warm in winter!”
"hehe……"
Yashiro Yuki's words caused a soft laugh behind him. Yashiro Yukichi said without looking back: "Abe-kun, am I right?"
The voice behind him laughed and said: "Yashiro-kun's words are very strange. It is winter now. I wonder where Yashiro-kun's warm comments come from?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness. He came to Yashiro Yukichi and stopped, looking at Yashiro Yukichi with a smile from the corner of his eyes. This person was none other than Takashi Abe, Chief of Staff of the Second Fleet.
Strong Major General.
Yashiro Yukichi pointed to the front and said: "Abe-kun, am I right? We in Japan are located in the east of China, and the climate is much colder than in the south of China. When I was a child, I had to burn the stove because there was not enough firewood at home.
I didn’t run at home to keep warm. At that time, I secretly vowed that I would live in the south in the future, because I heard that the south is warm even in winter. But when I grew up, I realized that there is no south in Japan, and no matter what the winter in Japan is,
The place is generally cold.”
Abe Takaso smiled and asked: "So you joined the navy and planned to occupy a place in the south of China to live there for a long time?"
"Isn't it possible?" Yashiro Yukichi asked back: "Japan's land is too small. If the Yamato nation wants to survive, it must expand, and to expand its living space, it cannot do without force. The Chinese people have already occupied that fertile land.
After a long time, it is our turn as a Japanese nation to enjoy it. After we occupy China, I will definitely build a big house in the south and retire there in the future!"
Having said this, Yashiro Yuki's eyes showed a hint of hope.
"Yoshi, Yashiro-kun has such a great ambition." Abe Takaso smiled, "Well, if Yashiro-kun finds a place in the future, don't forget to let me know. I will also build a house next to your house and share it with you.
Be a neighbor.”
"Okay!" Yashiro Yukichi suddenly laughed: "In the future, when we retire, we will be neighbors together." After that, the two looked at each other and laughed.
While the two were talking, the light around them slowly became brighter. Yashiro Yuki turned his head and looked to the east. There was already a glimmer of light at the junction of the sky, and a bright orange-red color was about to burst out from the sky.
, this is the sign that the sun is about to rise.
"Yo Xi!" Yashiro Yukichi looked at the rising sky and said with satisfaction: "It's going to be bright. Are we near Maoming?"
"Yes, now we are only more than a hundred nautical miles away from Maoming Port."
An awe-inspiring look shot out of Yashiro Yukichi's eyes: "Order Colonel Uehara Makoto, commander of the air wing, and half an hour later, the fighters from the two aircraft carriers Akagi and Kaga took off twenty Type-96 fighter jets and twenty-five Type-96 fighters.
attack aircraft. This operation is very important, and His Majesty the Emperor is also watching us, so we must rescue the 48th Division, otherwise it will be difficult for Marine Minister Yoneuchi to explain to His Majesty the Emperor."
"Hai!" Takaso Abe bowed and agreed...
As the sky grew brighter, the deck of the Chicheng aircraft carrier began to get busy. Ground crews dragged the fighter planes out of the hangar one after another and began to reload and refuel them. The pilots also climbed aboard one after another after putting on their clothes.
Your own fighter jet.
A short and stocky middle-aged man wearing an orange flight suit and a black leather hat with a white silk scarf on his head that said "Must Win" slowly walked towards a Type 96 fighter jet
At this time, a ground crew member who was standing next to him bowed quickly when he saw the person coming and said: "Your Excellency Colonel Uehara, the plane has been inspected and everything is normal. Please board the plane!"
Uehara Makoto nodded slightly, then stretched out his left foot and stepped hard on the wing, standing on the wing, and then got into the cabin.
After entering the cabin, he turned on the engine switch, and soon the propeller began to rotate slowly, faster and faster, and a wisp of green smoke with a faint smell of kerosene slowly floated into the air.
Seeing the middle-aged man get into the cabin and start the fighter plane, the ground crew who had been waiting nearby released the blocking hook and gave two thumbs up to the pilot in the cabin.
The pilot controlled the fighter plane and slowly turned and taxied, aiming the nose of the plane at the runway on the aircraft carrier. A ground crew member who had been waiting in front saw that the plane was already in place and immediately waved two small sun flags in his hand.
While the ground crew member was waving a small flag, Uehara Makoto pushed the throttle with his left hand and increased the throttle to the maximum. The entire fighter plane immediately jumped out and quickly rushed into the sky. Then came the second and third fighters.
The third and fourth fighters also left the aircraft carrier. At the same time, the nearby Kaga aircraft carrier was also doing the same thing as the Akasei.
More than twenty minutes later, forty Type 96 fighter jets and fifty Type 96 attack aircraft had all taken off. They formed a huge formation in the air and flew towards the northwest...
A huge fleet of ninety fighter planes flew toward the Lingbei Valley in a mighty manner. Naturally, this movement could not be concealed from the patrol team composed of more than a dozen Wildcat fighter planes that had been nearby.
Makoto Uehara flew the Type 96 fighter at the top of the formation. Looking at the surrounding fighters and the attack aircraft in the middle, a sense of confidence surged into his heart. The Ninety-six fighter planes were already quite a huge combat force.
He is confident that with this powerful force, he can destroy all enemies who dare to resist. As for the rumored Chinese aircraft... humph... the Chinese fighter planes are simply not worth mentioning to him.
Thinking of this, Makoto Uehara turned on the communication switch and said into the microphone: "Everyone pay attention, everyone pay attention, the fleet is expected to arrive at the Lingbei Valley in ten minutes. By then, the escort fleet must cover the attack aircraft. The attack fleet must
Help the 48th Division in the valley to open a bloody road, today we must rescue the 48th Division, do you understand?"
"clear!"
After Uehara Makoto finished speaking, the voices of the pilots came from the headset.
At this moment, another surprised cry came from the headset.
"No, the Chinese are coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Uehara Makoto saw two shadows swooping down from high in the sky. As a burst of fire flashed, a Type 96 fighter jet and a Type 96 attack aircraft appeared black in the sky.
The smoke turned to the ground and fell.
Only then did Uehara Makoto see two silver-white fighter planes passing by their formation. After shooting down the Japanese fighter planes, the two fighters did not make any stop, but immediately fled into the distance.
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When the two fighter planes passed by, Uehara Makoto could clearly see the blue sky and white sun flags printed on the wings of the two fighter planes.
It turned out that as soon as the Japanese aircraft group arrived at the coastline, they were spotted by two fighter planes from the patrol. While reporting the base, they secretly hung above the Japanese aircraft group and found an opportunity to swoop down from high altitude.
Once you get it, run away immediately without getting entangled.
This kind of dismissal made Uehara Makoto almost vomit blood with anger. These Chinese fighters have no Bushido spirit. They are like thieves. After stealing something, they immediately disappear into the darkness, so that you can't even find anyone.
"Baga Yalu, these shameless thieves!" Makoto Uehara lost his temper and had to connect the team's communication and said: "Everyone listen, pay attention to your surroundings, we must not let the Chinese succeed in sneak attacks again."
"Hai!"
After experiencing a sneak attack, everyone in the formation cheered up, especially the escort fighters on the periphery, who couldn't help but look around.
More than half an hour later, the Japanese aircraft fleet had already flown over the Lingbei Valley, and a group of silver-white war eagles appeared in front of Uehara Makoto again.
This time, these war eagles did not play sneak attacks like before, but pounced on the Japanese planes openly.
Uehara Makoto frowned a little when he saw the model and number of the opponent's fighter planes. It seemed that these Chinese were also using advanced monoplane fighters, and the number far exceeded his own escort fleet. He roughly counted them.
, estimated to be around fifty or sixty. Seeing this situation, Uehara Makoto suddenly felt a little worried in his heart.
"Where did these Chinese people get so many fighter planes? And they are all single-wing metal fighters. Why didn't those trash from the Army Aviation tell me in advance?"
Uehara Makoto felt a little worried in his heart, but what he didn't know was that although his colleagues in the Army Aviation suffered a big loss at the hands of the 300th Division Flying Group, they had always been at odds with HNA out of concerns about face.
, naturally he would not be so honest and tell them everything about the battle between the 300th Division Flying Brigade.
However, Makoto Uehara was considered an excellent commander in Japan's naval aviation. He immediately shouted loudly through the communicator: "All escort aircraft groups, go up to them and immediately entangle those China aircraft groups. They must not be allowed to get close to our attack aircraft groups."
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"Hi!"
The escorting Japanese planes saw the Chinese fighters flying in overwhelmingly. They naturally understood the difficulty of today's mission, and drove their fighters to rush towards the Chinese fighters roaring in front...
At the same time as they rushed forward, Zheng Shaoyu, the captain of the 300th Division Flying Group who was coming towards them, also shouted on their communication channel: "Brothers, kill these HNA bastards. We must not let them cook us."
The duck has escaped!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)