Chapter five hundred and sixty-two air battle can not afford to lose
Time passed slowly, and the sun gradually lengthened the shadows of the battleships and people. Standing on the bridge, Kiichi Endo's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Chief of Staff Yu Huanmao stood aside and remained silent.
Just today, his fleet has been attacked by two waves from the bottom of the sea. This attack is sudden and without warning. No one knows when a torrent with white foam will rush over from a distance.
Then this torrent will be loaded onto a certain ship in the fleet. This feeling is as terrifying as the Sword of Damocles hanging above the head as Westerners often say, because no one knows when the disaster will come.
, who might be in danger of a destructive torpedo kissing the ship you're on just when you're going to the toilet, and then the whole ship will be buried in the belly of the fish in the explosion.
As the saying goes, a soldier's courage is what makes a soldier brave. Endo Kiichi's mood infected the atmosphere in the command room, and all the officers became nervous. Although they also sank an opponent's submarine in the battle two hours ago, they did not
One can be happy, because in their opinion they really suffered a big loss this time.
Those hateful Chinese sank one of their destroyers and two troop carriers at the cost of one submarine, seriously damaged one of their light cruisers, and caused the casualties of more than 500 sailors. This price is not heavy. Especially
What makes them uneasy is that they don't know when such an attack will end. Is this the same Chinese navy that they usually ignore?
Turning his head to a destroyer next to him, he watched the snow-white foamy seawater gush out from the scuppers on the side of the destroyer. Endoki asked without looking back: "What time is it now?"
Yu Huancuan behind him was stunned for a moment, looked up at the clock on the wall and immediately replied: "Report to your Excellency, General. It is now 1730 hours."
"1730 hours!" Endo Kiichi looked at the setting sun that had begun to tilt, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened a little deeper. "Order all the planes in the sky to prepare to return. It will be dangerous if you wait until dark before returning."
Yu Huan hesitated for a moment, "Your Excellency, Commander, what if the Chinese submarine appears again if we call back all the planes? Destroyers alone may not be able to react so quickly, and it's not completely dark yet."
Endo Kiichi raised his head and looked at the orange fish-scale clouds in the sky. Feeling the slightly humid sea breeze, he shook his head and said: "Judging from the sky, it is very likely that there will be heavy rain tonight."
, it’s better to land the plane as soon as possible, otherwise the logistics personnel will not have time to drag the plane into the hangar and fix it if it waits until dark."
"This..." Yu Huancuan was stunned for a moment and had no choice but to nod his head. Storms on the sea are a joke from time to time. Even the aircraft carrier that looks huge and majestic to ordinary people is different from the ordinary leaves in front of nature.
It's generally the same. Not to mention those planes. If the planes are not towed into the hangar and secured before the storm comes, unnecessary non-combat losses will most likely be caused after the storm comes.
Just when Yu Huanmao was about to walk to the command room, suddenly the alarm above the mast rang wildly. The shrill alarm made the ears of Endo Kiichi and Yu Huanmao not far away from them buzzing.
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"No, it's an air defense alarm!" Endo Kiichi and Yu Huanwan looked at each other and shouted in unison. Then they turned around and ran towards the command room almost at the same time...
A huge aircraft formation flew in from the southwest. This formation was divided into three levels, upper and lower. There were dozens of aircraft on each level, roughly counting nearly two hundred aircraft.
Zhang Yang flew his beloved P-51 Mustang fighter plane on the left wing of the formation. He turned to look at the SBD-5 dive bombers on the right that were flying in formation. He looked at them with great interest.
Suddenly, a green signal light on the left indicating internal communication lit up. He pressed it casually and asked lazily: "What's wrong, Lao Tuo?"
A very young voice rang in my ear: "Yoko, have you seen the flight formation next to us?"
Zhang Yang said impatiently: "Nonsense, I'm not blind, of course I saw it."
"Have you noticed how ugly they are? They are almost as ugly as those Stukas in the bombing squadron."
Zhang Yang laughed after hearing this: "Damn, Lao Tuo, you are still so ungrateful with your foul mouth. Be careful if the people in the bombing squadron hear this and they will fight you tooth and nail. They treat Stuka as their own son."
Lao Tuo is Zhang Yang's new wingman, a young man from Anhui. Everything else is good, but he is a bit too wordy. After listening to Zhang Yang's words, he curled his lips and said, "Originally, look at the Navy
The speed brakes under the wings of these bombers are full of holes. They are so ugly. They are not as good-looking as the Stukas of our Second Division. Let me tell you, if Hainan Airlines wants to equip bombers, why don’t they use Stukas? Doesn’t it have a large bomb load?
Say, and the accuracy of bombing is also high, isn’t it better than this thing with holes all over its wings?”
"Shut up!" Zhang Yang scolded angrily and amusingly: "You know what the hell, HNA's aircraft are different from ours. Haven't you noticed that all the metals used in HNA's aircraft have been double treated to prevent seawater corrosion?
This is to prevent them from rusting and aging prematurely, and they focus more on training for takeoff and landing. Also, when they conduct bombing training, they focus on bombing moving targets, etc. The difference is huge.
You kid doesn’t understand anything, so you just talk nonsense, and I heard it. If others heard it, you wouldn’t be able to laugh at us. You kid, don’t say such silly things in the future, do you understand?"
"Oh..." Lao Tuo agreed a little aggrievedly, but still muttered unconvincedly, "No matter how proud they are, they still don't want us to help."
"What did you say?" Zhang Yang, who was on the other end of the communicator, asked with a frown.
"Ah...it's nothing. I meant to pay attention to the front, there may be something going on."
Just as the hunchback was busy making excuses, the commander's voice came from the headset, "Everyone pay attention! Everyone pay attention! We are approaching the Japanese aircraft carrier formation, and all bombers and torpedo planes immediately climbed up. The air group of the Navy Division and
The 2nd Air Force Regiment climbed to an altitude of 6,000 meters on the left and right sides respectively, and the fighters of the 2nd Air Force Division moved forward to make contact with the enemy planes!"
"yes!"
After hearing the order, the two squadrons of the Second Air Division quickly increased the throttle and flew forward. As they approached, the shrill sirens had already sounded over the Japanese aircraft carrier formation more than ten kilometers away from them.
After a while, Zero fighter jets took off from the deck of the aircraft carrier and flew towards Zhang Yang and the others. On the outside of the fleet, on the decks of destroyers and cruisers, Japanese sailors had already been waiting.
Seeing the Zero fighters flying towards us, the captain of Zhang Yang's squadron said loudly through the communicator: "Brothers, we have always listened to others bragging to us about how elite the Hainan Airlines pilots of the Japs are.
Some people also laugh that our Third Squadron, like the pacifier painted on the tail of the chicken, can only bully those weak Japanese Army Air Force planes. Now that the little devil’s Hainan Airlines plane is right in front of us, do we want to fight him?”
"Fuck, fuck me!"
"I have long heard that the Hainan Airlines of the Japs are all elites. Now let's collide with them. Our squadron is fighting elites!"
The pilots of the Pacifier Squadron were so irritated by the squadron leader that they could no longer hold back and started to scream one by one.
"Brothers, follow me and kill!"
At this time, Zhang Yang's No. 3 Squadron had flown to the periphery of the fleet, and dozens of Japanese Zero fighter planes were approaching. Zhang Yang immediately rushed towards the leading Zero fighter plane and set it up on both sides of the wing.
The six 12.7mm Browning large-caliber machine guns ▄︻┳═ on the side also spit out tongues of fire at the same time, and a fierce battle suddenly broke out...
"Baga Yalu, let all the fighter planes take off immediately...take off to meet the enemy..." On the Akamai aircraft carrier, which was protected by many destroyers and cruisers on the sea, the excited Kiichi Endo waved his command knife and shouted loudly to the surrounding officers.
roared wildly.
No one blamed Kiichi Endo for his temporary loss of composure. At this time, everyone's eyes were attracted by the overwhelming number of fighter planes. The Japanese fleet had already discovered the Chinese fighter planes when they were still more than 20 kilometers away from the Japanese fleet.
It also bought them valuable time to take off and face the enemy, but no one, including Endo Kiichi, was happy about this, because now even the stupidest people can see their own disadvantages.
Although the three aircraft carriers of the aircraft carrier fleet carried a total of more than 150 Zero fighters to provide them with protection, no one of them was sure of escaping unscathed from the overwhelming Chinese fighters.
The air battle over the fleet entered a fierce stage from the beginning. Hundreds of fighter planes were entangled with each other in the sky. Fiery snakes streaked across the sky. Rumbling gunshots filled the entire sky. Fighters continued to appear.
Black smoke fell toward the sea, and fighter planes continued to catch fire or even explode in the air.
The pilots of both China and Japan are all furious at this moment. They all know that they have no way out. If the Chinese side loses, it means that the Japanese can drive the fleet to the coastline and bombard them with their powerful naval guns.
And cover their ground troops to retreat under the cover of night. If the Japanese side loses, it means that their two most elite divisions will be annexed and eaten by the Chinese. This will definitely be a heavy blow to Japan.
Even the most elite 2nd and 3rd divisions were completely wiped out by the Chinese. Their boast of greater East Asian unity was nothing more than a joke.