"On April 20, the First Squadron of China's Task Force detours from Guam, the United States, and went north to the ocean through Saipan Island in our country. On the 23rd, it crossed Nanto Island and was expected to enter the attack range of our army at around 12 noon on the 25th."

In the commander's room of the flagship "Akagi" aircraft carrier, the flagship of the first team of the Japanese United Fleet, Staff Miki, with round eyes and slightly fat cheeks, closed the clip with his hands close to the seams of his pants, stood straight with his chest and belly folded, his head leaned forward slightly, and his lowered eyes looked respectfully at Iroku Yamamoto sitting in a relaxed posture.

The navy is most praised for the decisive tactics of aircraft carriers, and is collectively despised with Minumasa and others because of its conservatism. However, the commander Yamamoto, who is always unwavering, is not as old-fashioned and harsh as he imagined. Especially for low-level officers and soldiers, they are very kind most of the time. Even when the fleet set off, he personally tasted the steamed buns brought from his home by a young sailor who had just boarded a warship for internship, which made the ignorant guy happy for several days.

Over the past few days, despite the many twists and turns along the way, especially since I have not thoroughly understood the details and trends of the enemy's organization, Commander Yamamoto was not anxious at all. He vented his anger with the low-level staff members like ordinary people, always speaking in harmony and smiling, which made the staff member Miki feel respected.

"It is a rare honor to work with such a superior!"

Miki thought with emotion in his heart, but saw Yamamoto Iroku raised his eyebrows humorously and said with a little surprise: "Oh, it's strange, isn't they? They didn't hide their movements at all. They knew they would be discovered by our island Shanghai Army Meteorological Observatory, are they really not afraid of our interception and strike?"

It sounded like he was asking himself, but Miki knew that this was a good habit of the commander. He encouraged others to express his opinions enthusiastically. He looked up and looked around and looked at him. He seemed to be rushing to speak. He said boldly: "Report to the Commander! Our view is that the Chinese fleet is not clear about the intention of our resolute attack on it. Judging from their nearly two months' itinerary, they should be taking advantage of the opportunity to visit various countries for sea trial training."

Yamamoto nodded without comment. He looked at the others in a blink of an eye: "Do you all think so?"

Chief of Staff Iko Takahashi said, "Yes!"

Yamamoto Iroji laughed, holding the table with his left hand and tapping it gently, shook his head and sighed, "Thinking like this, you will be deceived by those bold guys."

"Hi!" The room was bowing his head in unison, no one was expressing doubt.

This situation is somewhat unnatural. According to past customs, especially those who are accustomed to sticking to their own opinions and even stubborn people account for the majority of the army, it is difficult to form a one-man situation. Even when facing higher-level officials, what should be said must be said.

But at the moment, it seems that they have lost that interest, or their spirits, and have become cautious one by one. What's going on? Oh, maybe it's because of the confrontation that has been at a disadvantage for several years, which makes them feel at a loss for the enemy and even lose confidence?

This is not a good phenomenon. Being cautious is right, but excessive inferiority and timidity do not conform to the consistent tradition of the Great Japanese Navy.

Yamamoto Izuru frowned slightly. The knock on his left hand stopped abruptly, his eyes slowly looked at each face one by one, and his voice gradually became harder: "Prudence is a virtue, but as a soldier, it is more important to dare to be enterprising and take the initiative. Three counselors, tell me how could he come to such a conclusion?"

Three of them tightened and replied: "Hi! Report to the commander, based on the style of the enemy who always refuses to confront each other head-on in combat and is accustomed to using insidious means, we believe that if they intend to provoke the empire, they would not have taken out the battleship so obviously. The so-called "reality is empty, and "reality is real" is "blunder!"

"Well, there's a certain reason," Yamamoto Izuru still didn't comment, turned to look at the others, "Who can add it?"

Takahashi Iko said: "The intelligence work of the Chinese people is very meticulous, especially if they receive help from a large number of Westerners, it is impossible not to know the actions of our fleet, but they still pass through our ocean observation post publicly, indicating that they do not hide their whereabouts. Although they have two battleships, they should not be arrogant enough to fight head-on with the powerful empire's navy."

"Chinese people are good at hiding their true strength. This is a consistent characteristic of Eastern culture. They are modest and cautious, but don't forget that the Chinese saying goes, "Only say three parts to people, don't throw them all away." What they express is definitely not the whole truth."

Yamamoto Iroku stood up and walked to the window, passing through the particularly thick bulletproof glass and almost reached the top, so much that it was very annoying sandbags, looking at the ocean of splashing waves from afar, and the world's tallest bridge, mast, and sighed quietly.

Staff Sanben looked up at his tall back in surprise and said in a lost voice: "What do you mean is that the Chinese people are still engaged in conspiracy?"

Yamamoto Iroku nodded slowly and firmly: "It must be assumed that they have guessed our intention to act and made targeted response plans. The reason why we found our whereabouts casually was to confuse us and put out smoke bombs. Have you noticed that after the 23rd, we will never be able to find their fleet again? Even the reconnaissance patrol planes sent out did not find any discoveries in the predetermined direction? It means that they have made a maneuver change."

The staff members looked at each other and looked at each other with disgrace! This would be a big trouble. The series of actions they formulated were based on the opponent's inability to understand his sudden strikes, and also on the situation where the opponent's two main battleships could not form combat power. If they were completely overturned, wouldn't it be bad!

However, the Commander should not have understood it now, and he must have known it from the beginning. Why did he suddenly raise it up just as he was about to take on the enemy?

"I have to be careful!" Yamamoto Iroku explained to them patiently, "Waring against enemies that are completely different from those of the Chinese people we know, you must be extremely careful and not relax at all. Until the last moment, don't believe in the illusion you see. Now, please make a new strategy of action quickly."

Iwang Takahashi's face looked very bad. As the chief of staff of the Joint Fleet and the First Fleet, he designated the action plan. He was busy for two months, but he overturned it at a critical moment.

But now is not the time for conflict. The most urgent task is to achieve the ultimate goal. A quick flash of thought like a wind in my mind was a brief summary of a plan similar to Yamamoto's opinion and immediately said: "In any case, the overall strategy of our initiative is inconvenient. The most urgent task is to find the location of the Chinese fleet and launch a sudden attack according to the action mode we trained. At the same time, it must be determined that there is no follow-up fleet behind it, and there is no other interference force, and they cannot be allowed to enter the defense zone of the US Navy to escape."

"Just do it according to this idea." Yamamoto Iroku had no more comments. What he thought most was actually to break the usual rigid dogmatic behavior. The world's military changes were so rapid, but the Imperial Navy was still stuck in the concepts decades ago, especially the use of aircraft carriers and battleships, which were seriously backward. It was not organized and a large number of tactics were obtained from reasoning, which was not a good phenomenon.

Especially in the use of naval aviation, the stubborn "giant ships and artillery victory theory" in the empire was popular. Didn't they notice that all countries are building new aircraft carriers? No matter how thick the armor is, it will always be destroyed by larger-scale bombs, not to mention torpedoes that can be carried by aircraft.

The reason why he took the initiative to be the head of the strike operation was that Iroku Yamamoto was worried that he would replace him with a guy who didn't know the severity and blindly pulled all the main ships out to find people to fight hard. As a result, he was killed by a bomber through hundreds of kilometers before he even saw the shadow of his opponent. That was wrong! The Imperial Navy could not withstand such losses.

"It's not bad to underestimate the enemy!" Yamamoto Iroku sighed for no reason. He just hoped that the staff members would be more flexible in their minds and would not continue those outdated blind and arrogant mentalities! Isn't it enough for several years of embarrassment?

Takahashi Imao and others went to work hard with a calm face. In the next day, no one will be able to fall asleep.

On the seemingly calm sea, a large area of ​​warships opened a huge formation of fifty or sixty kilometers wide, and advanced at a uniform speed of 20 knots along the direct flight to Hawaii in Tokyo. In the sky, at least six water patrol and reconnaissance planes spread out nearly 200 kilometers to conduct circular segment searches. Under shallow water, a large group of high-speed submarines exposed the bridge, holding the extremely dangerous "Nucotrian torpedo" in their arms, looking for the target coveted. Everything is waiting for an exciting moment to arrive.

Just on the sea in front of about 220 kilometers parallel to the Japanese fleet, the First Squadron of the Task Force was locked into a shuttle formation with a total width of less than ten nautical miles. After passing through Nanto Island, it suddenly changed direction and went straight east, and opened nearly 100 nautical miles overnight at a high speed of 30 knots. At this time, they were not on the south side or southwest of the Japanese army's judgment, but had overwhelmed to the front of the Japanese fleet, about 200 nautical miles apart.

The entire new battleship and the simple and refreshing upper deck structure make the entire First Squadron look particularly pleasing to the eye. The clear sky, warm sea breeze, and comfortable temperatures of about 20 degrees make the people on the ship feel refreshed for vacation, and there is no tension at all that is about to face a war.

Wang Wenda boredly aimed at each warship one by one from the watchtower with a laser rangefinder. He threw it to others as if he had enough fun, patting the railing and complaining: "Mahler, when will we take the initiative to fire at the Japanese! I'm so frustrated that I'm so frustrated!"

The strategy formulated by the General Staff is that before the fleet completes the first batch of construction, it is not allowed to provoke the army of other countries for any reason. This is clearly stipulated. Of course, it does not mean that you have to beat yourself up to a bruised face before you fight back, which is a bit of a shame. According to the public understanding standard of the task force, it is: "We must first occupy the moral commanding heights."

As for how to occupy it, it depends on your opinion. If you follow his usual style of Commander Wang Wenda, then just stretch your face and spit it on someone's mouth. You can fight back, I can fight back.

But Minister Chen Shaokuan cannot do such despicable things. He is upright and upright in life, with a bright and upright person. Face and honor are the most important. He strictly follows personal ethics. If he cannot fire the first shot, he will definitely not fire, especially if he may cause national war, he cannot do anything randomly.

Therefore, this time, he personally led the team to visit the whole world. Even though he knew that the Japanese were unhappy in their good intentions, he still carried out unswervingly, and even let the fleet speed up and overtake with all their might, so that the Japanese could not catch up. If the Japanese retreated, it would save a lot of trouble.

Wang Wenda and the young and strong party did not agree with this. One and two were full of confidence. Although there were only two new battleships that were familiar with in combat, facing the huge scale of four battleships in one team of Japanese troops, they were not afraid at all. They dreamed that they would come up with drums in front of each gong and drum in front of them. The cannons were opened and they would blow their mother to see who had a real price (the metric main gun of the Japanese "Nagmon-class" battleship was 410mm, and the inch was also 16 inches).

The so-called young and young maniac is probably the case. Unfortunately, there is an old and sturdy boss squatting on his head, and they can't just make trouble.

Wang Wenda felt that Mr. Chen Shaokuan was a little taken for granted. Since the Japanese crawled out of their nests and pursued them hard, the people who lighted the lamps and boiled oil were definitely not to make us strong. My bones were so bad that they might want to kill the newly released battleships in the cradle. So when the two amphibious assault ships returned, wouldn’t they have a fuss?

This time, the Japanese shouldn't make that kind of mistake again. Once they pounce on it, it would probably be a death fight! If they were passively beaten, they might be miserable!

He was beaten to the ground and beaten up. Every time he almost died and passed by luck, although Wang Wenda won the title of "Commander of Dog Luck", he was so fucked that he should find a chance to turn over and wash away this indecent comment with pride. Otherwise, he would never be happy in his life!

"No, I have to go with Chief Chen to theory. The Japanese reconnaissance planes are almost flying under our noses. Who knows if the next wave will be a group of fighter jets?"

He tilted his mouth and planned to call Chen Shaokuan. Fu Zhenhua, who had been with him for many years, held him back: "Tsk! Why can't you keep calm? Do you really think Chief Chen is a good-tempered person? When it comes to hatred for the Japanese, there is probably no one in the navy to be more than him! Don't worry, he won't wait to suffer."

Wang Wenda blinked, suddenly came back to his senses, pointed at Fu Zhenhua and cursed: "You have received news from time to time? As a staff officer, there is really no good thing! I quickly explain it to me, I really think I want to run all the way to the Americans!"

Fu Zhenhua slapped her hands and shouted in anger: "You are a commander, too big and small, okay? You guys are just watching the fun, didn't you notice a cargo ship passing by?"

Wang Wenda's eyes suddenly lit up and he almost jumped up: "What a family life! This is a proactive attempt to mess around! I like it!" (To be continued)!~!
Chapter completed!