Chapter 383 You Are Our Army's Last Hope

It turns out that opportunities always come to those who are prepared.

In November last year, the Mediterranean Fleet of Daiying formed a strike force with the Illuminati aircraft carrier as the core, and used 21 Swordfish aircraft that had been broken for 30 years as the main force to launch a surprise attack code-named Judgment on the Italian Taranto naval port.

In just one hour, the Royal Navy achieved a huge victory of sinking one battleship and severely damaging two battleships at the cost of two carrier-based aircraft.

As the saying goes, I am ecstatic when my friendly forces are beaten. When Daiying was still enthusiastically counting the harvest, Yamamoto Shichi-hachi, who was far away in Japan, also began his own plan.

After all, if old-fashioned junk like Swordfish can succeed, there is no reason why their own Type 97 carrier attack and Type 99 carrier explosion can not achieve greater results.

After secretly making up his mind to raid, the old devil first ordered the liaison officer stationed there to collect as much detailed battle intelligence as possible.

Then he integrated all the useful information at hand and immediately arranged targeted training subjects for the Combined Fleet in Kagoshima, whose geographical environment is very similar to Pearl Harbor.

It is precisely because of the above-mentioned precautions that the book has a great harvest today.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amid a series of deafening explosions, five of the twelve Type 91 modified II aerial torpedoes fired at the Lexington aircraft carrier directly hit her port side.

Never look down on a 40% hit rate.

Reality is not a game for the white Russians. Even in the late stages of the war, a five-out-of-twelve attack efficiency is still a breathtaking offensive efficiency.

"Fire alarm!"

"Damage control team! Move quickly!"

Although the sailors on Mrs. Lexington are experienced and experienced, five of the most advanced torpedoes of the current era are not so easy to bear.

Even though the damage control team tried their best to save themselves, a huge amount of seawater still poured into the port side of the hull, and her body immediately let out a painful cry.

This aircraft carrier, which has been in service for fourteen years, is like a whale turning over, slowly moving while tilting its body to go deep into the seabed.

Soldiers trapped in various parts of the hull could only desperately slap the surrounding walls, trying to send out distress signals through the most primitive methods.

But now, there is no search and rescue team.

The sudden attack made the entire Pearl Harbor in chaos, and no one could lend a hand.

For the next fifteen minutes, Mrs. Lie's sailors could only spend the next fifteen minutes in the dark underwater. Perhaps the cleaners who cleaned the hull were the luckiest people, after all, they could die without pain.

Compared with Lexington, who was brutally murdered, the situation of sister-in-law Saratoga was better.

In the battle just now, this aircraft carrier marked with black lines was attacked by nine torpedo planes of the Akagi, and was hit by a total of three Type 91 modified 2 aviation torpedoes.

Fortunately, the powerful American damage control quickly prevented the capsizing, but the hull still inevitably sank.

Perhaps one day in the future, she will be salvaged and repaired by the Pacific Fleet, embarking on the road of revenge for her sister.

"Yoshi! Everyone is very energetic! In just the first wave of attack, two aircraft carriers were successfully destroyed! If Admiral Yamamoto knew this news, he would be very happy!"

"Let's act quickly! Try to destroy or severely damage a few more battleships! The rise and fall of the locust country! This battle!"

The person who is speaking now is the captain of the torpedo plane of the Akagi, and the commander-in-chief of the first wave of torpedo plane formations.

As an ace pilot of the naval aviation, Shigeharu Murata naturally knows that the ugly country currently has only seven aircraft carriers.

Now, at the beginning of the war, their combined fleet has destroyed two. Those are Lexington and Saratoga, not Langley coal carriers and Borg-class escort aircraft carriers.

A simple attack can form a situation of ten against five or even eleven against four on the battlefield in the future. How can this make the old devil unhappy?

"Hi!"

"Entering combat position!"

After the conversation, more than a dozen Type 97 carriers, led by their captains, rushed towards the Oklahoma and West Virginia.

At this time, some ships and the Ugly soldiers in the port had entered the pre-set combat positions under the leadership of commanders at all levels.

"Hold your post!"

"Damn the Japanese! They are fighting without declaration!"

Unfortunately, the fleet commander believed that frequent alarms would only make the officers and soldiers exhausted. Therefore, except for the soldiers on duty, most of the soldiers were given a holiday on Saturday night.

Especially those destroyers and cruisers that were supposed to be responsible for the fleet's air defense, there were no combat personnel at all.

What's more exaggerated is that only four of the thirty air defense duty points in the port were stationed with soldiers on duty. Even so, they were not equipped with much ammunition.

In the sparse air defense firepower network, the elite pilots of the Benzi Naval Aviation were like light petrels, and they fired torpedoes at the predetermined targets at almost no cost.

Five minutes later, the Oklahoma was the first to suffer.

She was hit by three Type 91 modified II aviation torpedoes, and the oil depot on the ship ignited a sky-high flame, and then the heavy oil that seeped out covered the surrounding sea surface.

Those soldiers who managed to escape from the ship could only watch themselves fall into the sea of ​​fire and finally burn to ashes in despair.

The fate of the West Virginia, which was alongside, was naturally not much better.

She was hit on the port side and engulfed in flames, and even the boiler exploded during the attack. If damage control cannot be carried out in time, the final outcome will inevitably be buried in the sea.

After all the bombs carried were used up, Murata Shigeharu issued an order to return in the communication channel.

"Gentlemen! Hurry back to the ship for preparation! We still have 30 torpedoes that have not been used!"

"Don't forget to observe on the way back. Rear Admiral Yamaguchi is still waiting for everyone's intelligence. By the way, select suitable targets for the second and even third waves!"

"Hi!"

In fact, there were many problems with the first wave of attack by the Japanese Navy torpedo planes.

Due to the geographical environment of Pearl Harbor, they only had one suitable approach route. If they flew over the building, the turbulent airflow would interfere with the accuracy of releasing the torpedoes.

Therefore, most of the Type 97 carrier-based attack planes could only enter from the southeast bay, resulting in the entire formation's attack targets not being dispersed, and all concentrated on Lexington, Saratoga, Oklahoma and West Virginia.

Secondly, some of the pilots of the Japanese Navy recognized the wrong target during the attack.

For example, several torpedo planes mistook the battleship Utah for the flagship Pennsylvania. This is even more outrageous. Some people mistook Helena for a battleship.

But there is nothing we can do about it. After all, looking down from an altitude of 3,000 meters, even the largest surface ships are just a black straight line.

In short, the Japanese Navy Aviation did have problems in the first wave of attack. But the flaws did not outweigh the merits. They killed two main aircraft carriers, two battleships and several cruisers with a hit rate of 48%.

Such a perfect answer can definitely make Yamaguchi Tamon laugh like a fool.

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After the torpedo bombers left the battlefield, the horizontal bombers led by Fuchida Mitsuo came to take over. Their mission was to destroy the inner battleships that the torpedoes could not approach:

Enterprise, California, Maryland, Tennessee, Arizona and Nevada.

"Look everyone! The dawn in the distance is like the Rising Sun Flag of the Navy of our brother country! We have seen the sun of the Victory Horn!"

"Gentlemen! We can't lose to our colleagues in the torpedo planes! Black card! Onboard!"

As Fuchida roared, dozens of Type 97s carrying special armor-piercing bombs flew towards the Pacific Fleet.

Those anti-aircraft shells fired from the ground seemed like a salute to welcome guests, and could not affect the elite members of the Honko Naval Aviation at all.

"Left two degrees, hold steady!"

"Ready! Fire!"

Although there was only one aircraft carrier left in the naval port, the Japanese bombardier still carefully compared the photos.

After confirming that everything was correct, he released the armor-piercing bomb converted from the main gun shell of Nagato towards the deck of the Enterprise.

The rest of the pilots attacked the remaining battleships in groups of five.

It turned out that the Honko Naval Aviation in 1941 was really good. Even in high-altitude horizontal bombing, they could achieve a hit rate of about 20%.

A few minutes later, the Maryland was hit by two bombs.

However, the delayed fuse of one of the bombs had a problem, and only one bomb penetrated the deck and exploded in the engine room, successfully completing its mission.

The Tennessee was hit by three bombs, but the damage was not serious.

The highlight is coming!

Just like in every Bright Sword fan fiction, the Sakata Brigade will be whipped by the Shinichi Regiment, and the attack on Pearl Harbor is naturally inseparable from the Arizona's martyrdom.

An armor-piercing bomb directly hit her No. 2 turret and detonated the ammunition depot below it.

Accompanied by a huge and low roar, the entire battleship was thrown out of the water. The huge main gun clip, mixed with the soldiers' mutilated limbs, was thrown high, and the entire naval port was on fire for a while.

The sea was full of charred corpses. If there is really a hell in the world, it is undoubtedly the battleship street at this time.

Just one armor-piercing bomb, this iron turtle with 12 356 main guns was split in half, and the thousand soldiers on it were buried in the sea.

The female Vesta, who was in charge of maintenance, was also seriously injured.

In this attack, the only surface ship that was slightly injured was the Enterprise. The bombs thrown at her either hit the California next to her or were duds with faulty delayed fuses.

This was probably the lucky E who was destined to challenge the entire IJN.

Looking at the chaotic Pearl Harbor full of wailing, Halsey clenched his fists angrily. At this moment, the vice admiral only wanted to take his aircraft carrier to avenge his dead colleagues and the Pacific Fleet.

Somewhere in his mind, a sentence seemed to ring.

"You are the last hope of our army!" (End of this chapter)