Tamaki Kazuma's figure suddenly froze. Okubo suppressed the panic in his heart and asked in a low voice: "I-18."
"Disappeared, Okubo-kun, what should we do now? Obviously, we have been exposed."
"What's your opinion?"
"I listen to you."
Okubo was silent for a while and said: "I can only ask Mr. Inoue for instructions."
"Then we have to exit this sea area first. There are too many reefs here, and Chinese submarines can easily lurk among them."
"I'm a layman in this area, so I'll listen to you."
At eleven o'clock, Inoue Narumi received the telegram sent back by Lu No. 63. The old Japanese's face immediately darkened, "A bunch of trash." He cursed angrily and ordered them to wait where they were, and then went to find them. Yamamoto, instructed him on the next actions,
Yamamoto did not give an answer immediately, but said: "Inoue-kun, the rain has stopped, and I am asking the ground crew to wipe the flight deck."
Inoue's heart couldn't help but twitch, and he said, "Have you decided?"
"The location of the airport is fixed, and Yamada said he has a way to find it out."
"How many fighter planes will be dispatched?"
"I am going to let the Wuwei, Xianghe, and Chenghe flying teams carry out this mission, and Yamada will be in charge of the command."
"Then Okubo and the others."
"After Yamada starts, let Okubo and the others continue. This should be a good opportunity."
"knew."
At Ningbo Airport, as soon as the rain stopped, Wang Hai received the report. He immediately called Miao Taishan and asked him to organize people to remove the tarpaulin from the plane and deal with the accumulated water on the airport. Together, when he hung up the phone, he said: "In this weather, the little devils probably won't launch a night attack."
"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. Our opponent is Isoroku Yamamoto." Wang Hai replied,
Xue Changkong thought for a moment and said, "Yes, this old devil like Yamamoto still has his wits about him. Running a long-distance attack of more than 6,000 kilometers requires considerable courage."
"The commander-in-chief said that Yamamoto is a gambler, so if the opponent is him, no matter what happens, it will not be surprising."
Xue Changkong became interested: "Does it mean that if he dares to send out all the fighter planes, he is not afraid that we will give him another 'sink'?"
"There won't be a second chance of 'sinking'. Unfortunately, if we have enough fighter planes and are not afraid of losses, we can make a death-defying battle."
"Dong dong dong," there was a knock on the door suddenly.
"Come in." Wang Haidao,
Fu Guosheng opened the door, shouted the report, and came in with a telegram: "Commander, good news, Commander Xu's fleet just sank a Japanese submarine in the waters of Zhoushan."
The telegram was forwarded by Zhuang Houzhong. Wang Hai took it and looked at it. He handed it to Xue Changkong and said, "Xu Kai is a good boy. He made peace so quickly."
Xue Changkong looked at it more carefully than he did. After reading it, he handed it to Fu Guosheng, looked at Wang Haida and said: "The little devil's reconnaissance plane can't break in. They are preparing to dispatch ground reconnaissance troops. It seems that our Thunderbolt Fire really hit them." Scared."
Wang Hai nodded, and then asked Fu Guosheng: "Please Vice President Zhuang, please thank Commander Xu properly on our behalf."
Fu Guosheng took the order and exited. Wang Hai stood up and walked to the window, looking at the dark night outside. He suddenly felt uneasy for some reason, so he turned to Xue Changkong and said: "It doesn't feel right, I have to go to Song Qiaoan." A phone call."
As soldiers, both Xue Changkong and Wang Hai believed in intuition. Xue Changkong stood up after hearing this and said, "Does Yamamoto really dare to carry out a night attack?"
Wang Hai did not answer this question, but grabbed the phone and called Song Qiaoan, asking him not to relax at all and to report the situation immediately.
Wang Hai and Xue Changkong originally agreed to take turns on duty every three hours, but because Wang Hai suddenly had a bad feeling, Xue Changkong simply stayed on.
At about 1:20 in the morning, on the flight deck of the USS Wuwei aircraft carrier, Yamada Shi stood in front of a group of junior officers in a brand-new military uniform. In front of him, there was a group of busy ground staff, and to his right , is a group of aviation soldiers of the Wuwei Flying Team who are ready to go.
Yamada frequently looked at his watch. When there were still five minutes left before 1:30, he walked up to the group of aviation officers and soldiers on the right who were ready to go. He glanced at them through the lights on the island and said generously: "Gentlemen, you still remember." "Akagi" and "Flying Dragon", does anyone still remember them?"
No one answered, and Yamada couldn't help but frown. Saburo Shimamura, the captain of the Wuwei Flying Team, saw something was wrong and quickly replied loudly: "We will remember it in life and death."
All the Japs immediately followed and shouted: "We will remember this in life and death."
Yamada's face softened slightly, and then he shouted loudly: "The pride of the empire has now become scrap metal on the bottom of the sea. This is our generation's shame, 'Kaga', 'Hosho', 'Canglong'," "Ryuxiang", "Chongying", these are familiar names that can make our blood boil. Gentlemen, can you ignore them disappearing from the sequence of our combined fleet? No, the Chinese have added them to We will use their blood to wash away the shame on our bodies...His Majesty's eagles, show your bravery and use your fighter planes to make the Chinese people tremble."
The signal light was waved, and fighter planes took off one after another from the flight decks of the aircraft carriers Wuwei, Xianghe, and Chenghe. The roar of the fighter engines immediately became one, and then under the command of their respective flight team captains, they flew towards the sky. Flying in the direction of Zhoushan Islands,
In the Zhoushan radar station, Song Qiaoan was sipping a cup of strong tea when he suddenly heard the attendant shouting: "Head, come and see." He was startled, dropped the tea cup and ran over. The next moment, his eyes widened. , exhaled a heavy breath and picked up the phone,
In the aviation building of Ningbo Airport, Wang Hai and Xue Changkong, wearing military coats, were lying on chairs and talking softly. Xue Changkong looked at his watch and said: "It's almost two o'clock, tonight is over."
Wang Haizheng was about to answer the call when suddenly the phone rang. He was startled for a moment and immediately jumped over and picked up the phone.
"Report, this is the Zhoushan radar station. We have found a large number of enemy planes, heading..." Before Song Qiaoan finished speaking, Wang Hai turned to Xue Changkong and said: "NND, my intuition is really damn accurate." With that, he His left hand reached under the table and pressed the emergency alarm button.
"Woo,." The shrill siren sounded immediately. Within a second or two after the siren sounded, the inside and outside of the airport, which was originally dark with only a few incandescent lights, suddenly became as bright as day, and then there was an "empty" sound of the door opening. There was a sound, and then the thump of footsteps... The airport that was still dead seemed to suddenly come to life.
"Squadron 1, roll call."
"Xu Demeng."
"arrive."
…
"Second Squadron, roll call."
"Zhang Lu."
"arrive."
…
"Report to the captain, the first squadron has been assembled."
"...The Second Squadron has assembled."
..."Finally check your attire and set off."
Neat footsteps sounded, and groups of trainees ran out of their respective dormitories. Those whose fighter planes were parked on the apron ran directly to the apron, while those whose fighter planes were parked in the hangar stood aside and waited quietly.
And only about a quarter of an hour later, the first Baiji dolphin successfully flew into the sky.