In the dark night, two loud noises suddenly came from the bottom of the water. The two warships that were docked quietly at the dock seemed to have been kicked from the bottom of the water by a giant at the same time. The two warships bounced up from the water at the same time.
The warship that was ejected completely left the water, and even the tail rudder and propeller were exposed. The heavy warship remained stationary on the water for less than two seconds before falling heavily onto the water.
Hayato Hashimoto, who was originally standing on the bridge, was thrown into the air like a toy, and then fell heavily onto the warship.
As Hashimoto Hayato fell, the bipedal ship also hit the bridge heavily. He felt a heartbreaking pain coming from the soles of his feet. He tried his best to grab the guardrail next to him, stabilize his body, and then looked down at his feet.
, found that his right foot was twisted unnaturally in another direction. Hashimoto Hayato immediately knew that his foot was broken.
Before Hashimoto Hayato could call someone to rescue him, he immediately heard the creaking sound from the warship under his feet. Hashimoto Hayato's face immediately turned deathly gray. He knew that the warship's
The keel must have been broken.
At this moment, a louder explosion came from the side. Hayato Hashimoto turned his eyes and was horrified to see that the Amogiri next to him was actually disconnected from it, and the two parts of the bow and stern were slowly moving towards each other.
The sea bottom sank, and none of the sailors on the Yuwu and a squadron of marines could escape. They all followed the warship and sank to the bottom of the sea.
Seeing this scene, Hashimoto Hayato's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. He knew that after receiving such a sudden blow in the dead of night, his warship was not much stronger than the Amogiri. He estimated that it was just the explosion just now.
, causing at least nearly half of the casualties to the people on the warship.
Only then did I hear the warship emitting shrill sirens, and the ship's emergency lights turned on one after another. Under the dim lights, there were waves of messy footsteps, and soon, some disheveled sailors
They appeared on the deck.
"Quick...some people come and save me!"
Hayato Hashimoto, who was lying on the bridge, shouted loudly. Following his cry, two sailors soon came over and helped him up.
Listening to the increasingly louder creaking sounds and feeling the constant trembling under his feet, Hayato Hashimoto, who has been in the navy for more than ten years, knew that the warship was not far away from sinking. Only when a large amount of seawater poured into the warship
, only warships can make such a sound.
"Baga, send my order immediately, let the main guns on the ship fire at the harbor, blow up everything, and never leave it to the Chinese!" Desperate Hashimoto Hayato gave the order.
However, he still issued this order too late. Not to mention whether the Qiu Feng, which had suffered heavy losses, was still able to carry out this order. Now the shore also began to pursue him as a drowned dog.
"Thump thump!"
A series of flares shining with white light flew into the sky, illuminating the sky on the dock as bright as day. Immediately, there were waves of low popping sounds in front of them, and small black dots vaguely visible in the night sky were directed toward
It fell off the warship.
"Boom boom boom..."
Soon, explosions were heard on the deck of the Autumn Wind and around various buildings. The violent explosions were accompanied by flying shrapnel flying around the warship. Many people who had just managed to escape from the explosion were lucky enough to survive.
The sailor finally followed in the footsteps of his companions and returned to the embrace of Amaterasu.
Seeing the bombs that kept exploding around him, Hashimoto Hayato finally understood that the major who came today, Hojo Hiroshige, must have been sent by the Chinese, and their purpose was to seize the mountains of supplies in the port.
What's ridiculous is that the control of the port was actually given to him with his own hands. Even if he had to have caesarean section ten times, he wouldn't be able to atone for this fault.
"Hehehe..."
Hashimoto Hayato laughed miserably. He knew that he was finished, and Yangchun's Fifth Division was also finished. Without this batch of materials and a steady supply of ammunition, the Fifth Division would definitely not be able to last long. Not only that, I'm afraid
Even Enping is in danger.
"Okay, put me down!" Hayato Hashimoto, who suddenly understood everything, said to the two sailors beside him who were trying to help him to the command room: "You... abandon the ship yourself, this warship is
It’s going to sink!”
"Your Excellency, this is not possible!" When the two sailors heard this, they immediately became anxious, "The Autumn Wind can still be saved, please let us work harder!"
"It's useless!" Hayato Hashimoto sighed: "I can feel it. The keel of this ship has been blown off. And even if it hasn't been blown off, do you think the Chinese people on the shore will let us go? Listen!
As for me, abandon the ship as soon as possible! Don’t be buried with a dying man like me."
"Your Mightiness!"
The two sailors looked at each other and knew that Hashimoto Hayato had made up his mind, so they bowed to him with tears in their eyes, took two life preservers from the side, and then jumped to the side.
Looking at the two sailors who had escaped, Hashimoto Hayato laughed sadly, tremblingly took out the Nanbu pistol from his waist, loaded the bullet, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger hard.
"boom……"
A muffled sound sounded, and Hayato Hashimoto felt that his eyesight went dark and he didn't know anything anymore...
Shortly after Hashimoto Hayato committed suicide, the trembling sound on the Akikaze became louder, the hull was slowly tilting, and more sailors jumped off the warship one after another.
Watching the Japanese sailors plop into the water, Wu Chengfeng, who was fighting the Qiu Feng happily on the shore, suddenly shouted loudly: "Come here, send a battalion over and get rid of all those little devils swimming in the sea."
Hello!"
"Wu Sang, no!"
After hearing what Wu Chengfeng said, Ishida Masahiro was shocked and quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Wu Sang, your Excellency the General promised me that all future prisoners will be given to me, otherwise our National Salvation Army will not grow stronger!"
"
"Uh...it seems like that's the case!"
Wu Chengfeng rang out, as if Su Rui had given such an order. For the sake of the growth and development of the Japanese National Salvation Army, Japanese prisoners who have lost their resistance will not be killed if they can, and they will be handed over to Ishida Shota after they are captured.
Wu Chengfeng, who was somewhat uninterested, waved his hand and said: "Okay, I won't care about this matter. You can send someone to handle it yourself."
"Hai, thank you Wu Sang, thank you, Your Excellency!"
Ishida was so happy that he quickly waved his hand and sent people to the dock to salvage the prisoners...
When a glimmer of light appeared in the east, a red sun was about to emerge.
At Lingbei Airport, the third batch of pilot trainees of the 300th Division were running in rows in the morning light.
The military song among the students was loud and clear.
"We are China's air force, we are the eagles of the motherland
Chinese fighter planes fly into the clouds
We are covered with star frost, with wingspan of thousands of miles, and we attack!
We have the belief that we will win. We are the united Chinese Air Force.
We fought bravely with Japanese aircraft and cannons to kill the enemy, with tears and blood pouring out of our clothes..."
As the students sang, Zhang Jiazheng and Feng Xiaoming had already gotten into their respective Wildcat fighter jets.
An airport dispatcher stretched out his hand and waved it down. The two ground staff who were already standing on both sides of the plane pulled the hanging hole on the block wood with the long iron hook in their hands, dragging the triangular wooden block to the left.
Yiyi quickly backed away. Another mechanic standing at the nose of the aircraft turned the aluminum propeller held flat downwards, bent down and jumped out.
The engine immediately made a sound of "Chi! Chi! Chi!" and the propeller also rotated at high speed.
Feng Xiaoming put on his goggles and stared at the instrument panel. The engine speed was slowly rising. He carefully manipulated the throttle. When the pointer on the engine speedometer began to approach one thousand, he slowly relaxed the brakes and the plane became stable.
It slipped out.
Immediately afterwards, he pushed the control stick and made a deft turn to align the nose of the aircraft with the center line of the runway. He increased the power and the aircraft began to taxi along the runway. Slowly, the front wheels left the ground and broke away from the ground.
The attraction of the heart pierces the sky lightly at an angle of thirty degrees, shooting towards the blue sky like a sharp arrow that keeps leaving the string!
The plane continued to climb, and when it reached 2,000 meters, he lowered the throttle that controlled the engine power to 60%, reduced the speed, and pointed the nose of the plane straight ahead. Under his skillful control, the fighter plane entered level flight.
.
Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of airport soldiers, ninety fighter planes took off one after another, completed their formation at low altitude and plunged into the sky.
At another No. 2 airport more than 100 kilometers away from Lingbei Airport, more than 20 huge bombers also took off. If there are future military fans here, they will definitely scream, "Liberator!"
"
Yes, this is the Liberator, the main bomber produced and used most by the US military in World War II in another time and space. Its bomb load of up to six tons, a range of more than 5,000 kilometers, and its sturdy fuselage make it a popular choice for the US military.
My favorite aerial blade, now Suri has got it out too.
Following closely behind the "Liberator" were sixty Vultures painted black - JU52 Stuka dive bombers.
Although these fighter planes took off from different airports, they were all flying in the same direction, heading northeast.
While these planes were flying towards the northeast, on a position of the 300th Army less than 20 kilometers away from Yangchun, more than 20 M115 203-caliber heavy howitzers and more than 60 155 heavy artillery
, and a larger number of 105 howitzers also removed their camouflage, revealing their ferocious and black muzzles.
Countless gunners who were as diligent as ants were busy waiting for these big guys. Wang Dezi, who had been promoted to brigade commander, stood motionless in an observation post, holding a telescope and looking intently at the Japanese position opposite, quietly.
Waiting for the attack order to be issued! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)