Tamaki Kazuma's figure suddenly froze. Hiokubo 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 withdraw from this sea area first - there are too many reefs here, and Chinese submarines can easily lurk in them."
"I am a layman in this area, I will listen to you!"
At eleven o'clock, Inoue Narumi received the telegram sent back by Lu No. 63, and 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!"
"What about Okubo and the others?"
"After Yamada starts, let Okubo and the others continue! This should be a good opportunity!"
"knew!"
As soon as the rain stopped at Ningbo Airport, 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. Xue Changkong was with him at
Together, when he hung up the phone, he said: "In this weather, the little Japs won't launch a night attack, right?"
"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 while 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 he still dares to send out all the fighter planes? Isn't he 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 kill them all!"
"Dong dong dong——" The door was suddenly knocked.
"Come in," Wang Hai said.
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: "If 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 became 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. Hearing this, Xue Changkong stood up and said, "Does Yamamoto really dare to carry out a night attack?!"
Wang Hai did not answer the question, but picked up 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 seabed! 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 their disappearance from the sequence of our combined fleet? No! The Chinese have inflicted damage on us.
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.
We flew 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: "Boss, come and see!" He was startled, dropped the tea cup and ran over. The next moment, his eyes widened.
, he let out 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 the phone rang suddenly. He was startled for a moment and immediately jumped over and picked up the phone.
"Report, this is the Zhoushan radar station. We have discovered a large number of enemy aircraft, heading..." Before Song Qiaoan finished speaking, Wang Hai turned to Xue Changkong and said: "*, my intuition is really accurate!" As he said, he
His left hand reached under the table and pressed the emergency alarm button.
"Woo--" The shrill alarm sounded immediately. Within a second or two after the alarm sounded, the originally dark airport with only a few incandescent lights inside and outside suddenly became bright as day. Then there was an "empty" sound of the door opening.
There was a sound, and then the thump of footsteps... The airport, which was originally dead silent, seemed to suddenly come to life.
"Team one, roll call!"
"Xu Demeng!"
"arrive!"
…
"Team 2, roll call!"
"Zhang Lu!"
"arrive!"
…
"Report to the captain, the first team has assembled!"
"...The second team has assembled!"
..."Final dress check! Let's go!"
Neat footsteps sounded, and groups of trainees ran out of their respective dormitories. Those with fighter planes parked on the apron ran directly to the apron, while those with fighter planes 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.?