Chapter 200 The First Wave of Battle
"Quick! Everyone, get into the air-raid shelter quickly. People over there, you..." an officer shouted at the dock.
Thud, tug, tug, tug! ! ! A row of machine guns swept across, and his body was directly cut into two sections. Blood mist filled the dock, and the sound behind him stopped abruptly.
Countless soldiers lowered their bodies and fled toward the air raid shelters with their heads in their hands, while hundreds of Japanese planes were circling overhead.
Hangars, fuel depots, and ammunition depots, these warehouses have become key targets for Japanese aircraft. Aerial bombs penetrated the ceiling of the building, setting off violent explosions.
Many people were swallowed up by the explosion without saying a word, but the remaining people were even more pitiful. Some soldiers were splashed with explosive oil and their clothes caught fire.
They howled and rolled on the ground, trying to put out the flames on their bodies, but in fact only a few of them were finally treated.
"Carry him in! Carry him into the church! The burned one lies flat in the corridor first."
It's not that the wounded need to pray, but that the hospital at the original military port has already emitted heavy smoke. Thick black smoke.
The hospital was hit by an aerial bomb during the first wave of attacks and completely collapsed. The military doctors and nurses ran into the small military church nearby in embarrassment.
The corridor of the worship room was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the pungent smell of burn medicine and disinfectant. The small space was crowded with people, and groans, whispered pleas for help, and gentle cries filled the air. ears.
Obviously, the Japanese made bombs that didn't care about Americans' beliefs.
Boom! ! ! A trigger bomb landed directly not far from the church. In the flames, a jeep broke through the smoke and stopped at the door with a creak.
The driver turned out to be a woman. She opened the door and jumped out of the car. Her tattered stockings were hung on the rivets next to the door. The woman simply tore up her stockings and carried the person in the back seat.
"Help me! He is still alive! Is there a doctor?! Help me!" the woman cried out.
Two soldiers and a nurse rushed out of the church, carried the wounded and fled into the church with the woman.
A doctor came over and quickly checked the condition of the wounded, and quickly judged that the person in front of him could still be saved.
"Carry him to the worship room and debridement him immediately!"
Tyler was laid flat on a table, his upper body clothes were stripped off, and he was facing Icon in front of the cross.
Boom! Another bomb exploded nearby, shattering the church's enamel glass, and the sky billowing with thick smoke appeared in people's sight.
Some people cried softly, while others lowered their heads and began to pray.
Click, the glass fragments from the chest were taken out, and the nurse was wrapping gauze on Taylor after he had stopped the bleeding, and at this time a terrifying sound appeared
Buzzing buzzing~~~~
A Type 99 bomber seemed to have discovered them, adjusted its angle and began to dive. The bombs under the wings shone with the cold light of death.
A sound like fried beans sounded. It was the soldiers at the door who were desperately shooting at the aircraft with their automatic rifles, but the threat was almost negligible.
The shadow of the Nine-Nine Styles magnified in the eyes of everyone in the church through the window, and it seemed that everyone was doomed.
When the danger came, the nurse on the side clasped her hands and silently prayed to the sky.
"Help me... help us... whoever is there, I pray to you, help us... so please..."
Explosions sounded all around, and the sun broke through the clouds Passing through, the enamel stained glass refracted and fell on her face. The time around her seemed to have stopped, even the flames burned slower, and the Nine-Nine Type propeller seemed to rotate frame by frame.
In the dazzling light, she seemed to see an angel...
Red wings.
Phew! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Thud, tug, tug, tug! ! ! ! !
An unseen red fighter jet roared past, cutting across the battlefield like a scalpel. The machine gun swiped the tail of the Type 99 and caused it to fall down. "yeah!!!"
"Well done!!! What a beautiful fight!!!"
"No matter which squadron you are from, I will guarantee the wine for the next month!!!"
Communication Channel There were bursts of cheers. These were the few US military pilots around who were forced to take off. They were fighting on their own, and at the same time they had to deal with Japanese planes several times their size. They were already in a state of embarrassment. The results of the red fighter jets just inspired them. Morale for all.
But no one knows that this is just the beginning.
"Everyone has heard it, reorganize your formation! Move closer to me! Follow my command!" An almost commanding tone came directly from the radio.
All the pilots were stunned. The reason why they were suppressed was that their number was too small, their aircraft performance was not as good as the Zero, and there was no unified command. The pilot of the red aircraft was obviously not very skilled, and he might be a senior officer.
Without knowing the opponent's military rank, the surrounding P40s subconsciously gathered towards the red fighter jets, forming a formation of six fighter jets.
"From left to right, ONE, TWO,,,SIX, I am one, follow my command."
"P-2, pay attention to the side and rear at 7 o'clock, there is The Zero is trying to bite the tail."
"P-5, you have passed! Pull the plane up, there is a Japanese torpedo plane at 3 o'clock!"
"P-4, climb with full power and then dive down, roll to the right, you can get rid of him!"
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In an air battle without airborne radar During this period, the red fighter pilot seemed to have a full range of vision and could actually command several aircraft at the same time for micro-control.
Under his command, the other five P40s shook off the Zeros behind them several times, and also killed two Type 99s and a Type 97 torpedo plane.
Even the air defense troops on the ground cheered loudly when they saw this scene.
At this time, the Japanese aircraft that suffered a slight setback actually began to return under the cover of the Zero.
"Yes! We drove them away!" The pilot's cheers came from the communicator.
He Chi was not so optimistic. He knew that the second wave of 168 Japanese attack aircraft was already on the way.
"P-1, red P-1, can you hear me? This is the ground tower, doing a good job, how are you doing?" An English call came from the intercom.
He Chi picked up the intercom "This is the red P-1. I still have half of the fuel, but there is not much ammunition left. I need to land to replenish it."
"Sorry, the three surrounding airports have been attacked and I can't provide you with any supplements. Here is an alternative plan that has been approved." The other party continued, "The Enterprise is currently on its way back. If you have experience in aircraft carrier landing, you can You can fly there with your remaining fuel and get it there "Enterprise?" He Chi was shocked when he heard the name. Historically, the Enterprise was not attacked by Japanese planes because it was in a state of return. Not far away, 18 reconnaissance planes were even dispatched to participate in the Pearl Harbor operation.
Then its location is now...
A coin disappeared, and a large chart appeared in He Chi's right eye. The Enterprise was more than 200 nautical miles away.
What is frightening is that there is a group of red signs more than a hundred nautical miles north of it.
And the name on the biggest one is:
Kaga!
(End of this chapter)