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Chapter 111 The Eagle Strikes the Sky (2)

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    The night gradually began to break, with only a few remaining stars still dimly reflected in the sky. In the east, a faint pink fish-belly white appeared where the sea and sky met. The morning sun was about to burst out from there, and the thick and slightly cold mist was like a  A new day begins as a layer of white gauze spreads endlessly over the rolling waves of the East China Sea.  In the morning fog and waves, a huge fleet was galloping forward quietly and forcefully through the wind and waves. The snow-white waves were billowing and flying, the Hunting Tomahawk flag was fluttering in the wind, and the warship's bow was like a giant blade that split the sea.  Head straight ahead.

    There is peace and tranquility between the sea and the sky, but the atmosphere in the captain's command room of the flagship "Qinhuang" is extremely tense. The staff officers are rushing back and forth with serious expressions to pass documents, intelligence and the latest orders; the electronic command platform is of various colors  The indicator light flashed non-stop, and the communication soldiers nervously controlled the instruments to gather every detail of the entire fleet here at the first time.

    In order to show his solemn attitude and ambition to be buried in the sea at any time, Commander-in-Chief Admiral Shen Honglie specially wore the latest German military uniforms that the Northeast Army and Navy had just replaced before going on the expedition.  To be able to command such a modern, majestic and powerful fleet for ocean operations in one's lifetime is a dream opportunity for any naval admiral, but with it comes extremely heavy responsibilities and a high degree of tension.  The nerves that had been tense all night made Shen Honglie a little tired at this time, but the tiredness did not reduce his high concentration at all.  The admiral's eyes were now bloodshot, and he silently turned his head to look at the calendar: October 5, 1938.  This is a historical moment destined to go down in history.

    Listening to the sound of breaking waves and the roar of the sea breeze that resounded throughout the fleet, Shen Honglie once again calmly calculated the combat time of the troops. He had to make sure that nothing went wrong: the straight-line distance between Gwangju Air Force Base in South Korea Province and Shanghai Port is 684 kilometers. For the speed  For the nearly 700-kilometer Saker fighter jet and Golden Eagle dive bomber, it is exactly an hour's flight; and in order to ensure that the sea and air attack operations can be carried out unexpectedly at the same time, one's own aircraft carrier fleet must also travel  To a place about 450 nautical miles away from Kaohsiung Port.  At this time, the moment of battle was coming, and Shen Honglie felt his heart beating slowly and rapidly, and his temples were beating wildly.  When he raised his head, he met the eyes of Colonel Wang Zi, the captain of the "Qinhuang": "Commander, please have some coffee."

    The dozen or so young officers from the Northeast Army and Navy surrounding the war room were all watching Shen Honglie closely. Their nervous, expectant, excited, and excited eyes were all wrapped around him, waiting for him to issue that historic order.  moment.  "I'm afraid, I am the most nervous person among the naval generals of China and Japan now." Admiral Shen smiled bitterly and took a sip of strong and bitter coffee to refresh himself. "I am a little envious of Nagumo Chuichi now.  Maybe he is sleeping peacefully and leisurely."

    "Commander, not necessarily." Deputy Chief of Staff Dong smiled faintly, "In terms of tension, I estimate that Commander you should be tied for second place with General Feng of the Air Force, and the young marshal who is currently in the General Headquarters of the Border Defense Department is probably  That's the most nervous thing. The young marshal is restlessly waiting for news from us! Waiting for us to win a big victoryor fail."

    Shen Honglie smiled bitterly again and drank all the coffee in the cup: "Where are we at this time?"

    Major General Fan, Chief of the General Staff, reported: "North latitude 31 degrees 48 minutes, east longitude 125 degrees 17 minutes. The fleet is 145 nautical miles due east of the Zhoushan Islands." "This sea area is where the Japanese army has the busiest traffic between Shanghai and its homeland.  near the route, I hope we will not be discovered by Japanese patrol ships." Shen Honglie tightly clenched the empty cup in his hand.

    "Enemy ship! Japanese warship!" The sonar soldier, who had been listening intently to various sounds from the sea, suddenly pulled off his earphones and jumped up, roaring.

    "Ouch" A heart-stopping siren immediately shrieked in the flashing red light of the U-1007 submarine. The tense atmosphere of the sudden coming battle immediately wiped away the relaxed conversation and laughter in the submarine.  There was a loud sound of footsteps, and the sailors quickly jumped up to their combat positions. The communication soldiers and sonar soldiers took their positions to control the electronic instruments in their hands to monitor the outside world. The two torpedo operators began to sweat profusely and move a shining silver "spear"  The torpedo was loaded into the launch tube, and the sound of mechanical operation in the submarine instantly filled the air.  The captain, Lieutenant Colonel Xie Yahong, asked calmly: "How many enemy ships are there? What models are they?"

    "One light cruiser and two destroyers! Straight-line distance 17 nautical miles! Azimuth 160, speed 28 knots! Course 330!"

    "Send an alert to the flagship immediately! Contact the wing ships to prepare for interception! Everyone is ready for battle! Prepare to attack target cruiser No. 1!" Lieutenant Colonel Xie gave the order calmly and sternly.

    The hull of U-1007 boat shook slightly, slowly??Suddenly the water surged away.  The "Ise" was suddenly paralyzed like a dead whale and could only spin in place.  Just when Major General Yoshikawa was as anxious as a spark, a "Hornet" screamed over, and the "Eagle Strike" guided bomb hit the bow of the "Ise" firmly, and the armor hundreds of millimeters thick was like cardboard.  It was torn to pieces, and the three 356mm main gun barrels were blown into the sky.  One of the gun barrels accidentally fell on the deck of the "Fuso" and smashed a large number of sailors into pulp on the spot.

    The channel out of the port was suddenly blocked by the gradually capsized "Ise". Major General Yoshikawa desperately ordered all the surviving officers and soldiers to work together to control the anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns to counterattack in the air.  Amidst the sparse and weak anti-aircraft fire, the three "Saker" fighter jets were immediately attracted to the "still alive" "Fuso", and the six 50-kilogram aerial bombs dropped together immediately hit the "Fuso"  The surface was shattered, and one of them passed through the bullet hole and fell into the cabin and exploded, detonating the ammunition depot of the "Fuso". Suddenly, the entire scarred warship was almost broken in half, and hundreds of bloody bodies were killed.  Bodies were blown up everywhere; at the same time, the six 7.92mm machine guns on the "Saker Falcon" took turns scanning the "Fuso" from the stern to the bow. The Japanese troops who were fighting back in panic on the deck were instantly  Shooting over and killing a large number.

    When the "Hornet" dive bombers were making waves in Kaohsiung Port, Major Sun Tonggang, the captain of the 5th Attack Squadron, Major Zhang Yanmeng, the captain of the 6th Attack Squadron, and Major Huang Pulun, the squadron leader of the 7th Attack Squadron, led their respective combat teams.  They attacked three field airports set up by the Japanese 3rd Aviation Brigade in the suburbs of Kaohsiung in batches.  In order to conduct bombing accurately, all bombers flew to a height of only more than 300 meters above the ground before dropping bombs.  In the blink of an eye, bombs poured down like raindrops on three Japanese airfields. The "Mitsubishi-Type 97" heavy bombers, the "Kawasaki-Type 95" medium bombers, and the "Nakajima-Type" were still parked at the airport.  The "Type 92" medium-sized fighter jets and the few "Yakami" type fighter jets were blown to pieces in rows and rows. The corpses of Japanese pilots who were doing morning exercises were strewn across the pillow; the entire airport was also bombed into craters and holes within a few minutes.  It was so devastated that the air defense positions near the airport were bombarded into the sky before they had time to open fire.  Amidst the billowing smoke, some brave Japanese pilots who were not afraid of death desperately climbed onto the plane in an attempt to take off for combat. However, as soon as they started the plane, they were fired by the condescending "Saker Falcon" and the plane was broken into pieces.  The Northeastern Army attack fleet that blew up the entire airport also bombarded the hangars and factories next to the airport, because there were a large number of Japanese pilots, ground crews, and guards hiding inside.  These Japanese soldiers were basically killed or buried alive in collapsed buildings.  At 8:20, the first wave of attack aircraft groups, which were about to run out of fuel and dropped all their bombs and torpedoes, gradually returned to the aircraft carrier.

    Reports of the successful raid of the first wave of fighter formations came like a snowflake and flew to the general headquarters of the "Qinhuang": "Report! The 5th Attack Squadron has successfully destroyed the Japanese Airfield No. 1, destroyed more than 60 Japanese aircraft, and damaged 1 aircraft.  Fighter!"

    "Report! The 2nd Attack Squadron has successfully damaged the Japanese battleship "Hyuuga" and damaged and sunk 1 light cruiser and 2 destroyers! Destroyed 3 oil depots and ammunition depots on the enemy's shore! Damaged 4 fighter planes!"

    "Report! The battleship 'Fuso' has been damaged and stranded! The 'Ise' has been severely damaged and capsized" "Urgent message from the Gwangju Air Force Command! Our air force's attack fighter formation has completed the first wave of air strikes against the Japanese East China Fleet in Shanghai.  ! A total of 14 Japanese ships were sunk and damaged, the aircraft carriers "Akagi" and "Kaga" were severely damaged, and many Japanese airfields were blown up!"

    "Long live!" "Victory!" Bursts of emotionless and excited cheers erupted from the officers. Shen Honglie was still staring at the navigation chart with a tense face and said nothing. The two staff officers were accurately moving between the enemy and ourselves.  The fleet's current situation and position were indicated; Deputy Chief of Staff Dong took a thick black pen and crossed out the names of the Japanese main battleships that had been damaged and lost combat effectiveness on the blackboard one by one.

    Shen Honglie slowly stood up, his eyes as bright as lightning: "The second wave of attacks has begun! The Marine Corps is preparing to land in Taiwan!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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