"Commander...Enemy planes, another enemy plane is coming!"

Before Yamamoto finished speaking, the yelling of the communications officer alarmed all the officers in the Akagi command center. Everyone turned their heads and looked into the air in the south. More than 100 single-wing or biplane aircraft had appeared in the blue sky in the distance. The 52 Type 93 fighters of the Aolong and the Shenlong who had just left contact with the US P35 fighter, did not care about the order to protect the transport fleet and rushed over and strangled them with the other side.

"Commander... Among this wave of American aircraft, there are BT1 dive bombers and Martin BM2 torpedo bombers! It may be sent by the American aircraft carrier."

"Order the fighter brigades of the Black Dragon and Xianglong to take off to protect the transport fleet." Yamamoto didn't care about the self-defeating of the Sora Dragon and Shenlong fighter brigades. In fact, according to the combat regulations of the Japanese Red Navy Air Force, escort fighters have the right to choose to attack the targets that pose the greatest threat to aircraft carriers and battleships. The dive bombers and torpedo bombers sent by these American aircraft carriers are obviously such targets.

Yamamoto also knew that the range of the US Martin BM2 torpedo bomber was limited, and the combat radius should not exceed 200 nautical miles, which means that the US aircraft carrier is less than 200 nautical miles away now! The seaplane he sent was already searching in that sea area...

"The commander, after receiving a telegram from the seaplane, they discovered the American aircraft carrier! There were two ships in total, one of which might be the Lexington class. The other was the Ranger, 180 nautical miles south of our side."

"Baga! Now at this time..." When the officers next to him did not show a happy expression when they heard that the American aircraft carrier was discovered, they all looked regretful. Now all the fighters on all 10 aircraft carriers have already taken off to fight. Moreover, the air combat seems to have just begun, and there is no time to finish the fight. After the fight, the fighter will have to land, and the ammunition and oil can be added before they can take off and strike again, and at least it will take an hour...

"Send the order, all aircraft carriers' Type 93 ships will explode immediately, targeting the US aircraft carrier!"

"Commander, what do you mean..." Oshiki Takijiro was shocked when he heard this and looked at Yamamoto.

Yamamoto nodded and said, "Yes. There is no fighter escort! The critical strike plane on the Type 93 ship will attack alone!"

"But……"

"There is nothing but!" Yamamoto Iroji yelled: "The plane must not be missed, it's now. If you wait 2 hours, who knows where the American aircraft carrier will hide? Osashi-kun. Don't forget that Americans have airports on Kauai Island and Hi-Hao Island. So their aircraft carriers don't have to take back the plane!"

...

Just south of Kauai Island, the three aircraft carriers of the United States' first special fleet have been divided into two formations, hiding under two thick clouds. Among them, the Lexington and the Rangers are located some east, and more than a dozen light cruisers and destroyers guard them in the middle. The lookout sentries on all ships stared at the clouds above with their eyes wide open and looked vigilantly at the clouds above, as if they wanted to see through them.

The use of clouds as a cover to avoid the enemy's air reconnaissance is a tactic that became popular only after the era of sea and air wars. However, while the clouds blocked the surface ships, they also blocked the view of these observation sentries. Now everyone is praying silently that there must not be a large group of damn Japanese planes hiding on the clouds. But reality will soon disappoint them.

A rushing footstep suddenly sounded in the tall and somewhat unusual island of the Lexington. Then another shout brought a group of US Navy officers into a dilemma: "Lieutenant General, the lookout post found an unidentified seaplane!"

"What!" Kimmel's eyebrows flicked. This must be a Japanese seaplane, which means that the aircraft carrier has been discovered by the opponent!

So, how should I command now?

Not only Kimmel, all the officers staying in the command center of the Lexington island were in deep thought. The Japanese had 9 to 10 aircraft carriers, and according to the number of Canglong-class carrier-based aircraft, they could send at least 350 bombers and torpedo attack aircraft! And now there are only more than 30 F2a left on the Lexington and Rangers. Even if the opponent does not use fighter escort, those clumsy buffaloes cannot stop 10 times the enemy!

"Lieutenant General, you should retreat south immediately now!" Halsey suggested loudly.

Retreat? Is it still time to go? Japanese aircraft carriers are less than 200 nautical miles away, and ordinary dive bombers can fly in one and a half hours. How far can this one and a half hours run? Even at a maximum speed of 34.5 knots (it can only last for one hour), it will only run 50 nautical miles at most, which is more than 90 kilometers. For the aircraft, it will be able to catch up with it in 20 minutes. Of course, it is not that there is no chance, because there are large clouds in the sky today, which can allow the aircraft carrier to find another cloud to hide in some places south, so that it may escape the disaster.

"Order, sail south at full speed for an hour, and then find a place to hide, generate electricity for the Saratoga, and let them move south and find a place to hide." Kimmel took a deep breath. "I hope I can escape..."

...

"Baga, why didn't you hit it again?"

On the bridge of the Takama protective cruiser, which served as the flagship of the Japanese transport fleet, Shouichi Teruuchi, the new commander of the Hawaii Front of the Japanese Red Army, pinched a telescope and pointed at the American b10 bomber flying around and throwing bombs in a low altitude. However, he was not scolding the Americans, but also the navy's anti-aircraft artillery and fighters. Such a large bomber was still flying so low that the air defense fire on the ship could not even hit them. The navy's Type 93 fighters worked for a long time and seemed to have not killed several b10s. It seems that these navies were not as elite as they claimed.

However, Shiuchi Seiuchi probably didn't know that the sailors who were temporarily using anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft machine guns installed on transport ships and tankers were still ordinary merchant ship crews a few months ago. They had never received any military training at all. Even after wearing Shanghai military uniforms, they were busy driving the owner of the transport ship to transport troops and materials to transport immigrants. Where can they have time to receive regular training?

Moreover, these anti-aircraft guns and cannons on the tankers were not carefully arranged. There was even less cooperation between the ships. Although bullets and shells were everywhere at first glance, if you look closely, you will find dead corners and loopholes everywhere. For American pilots who have spent six months in the most rigorous training, such anti-aircraft firepower is not enough.

As for the more than a dozen Type 93 fighters taken off on the USS Fengxiang aircraft carrier, the number is too small, and the firepower is too weak, so it does not pose too much threat to the American B10. The only thing that makes Chennard dissatisfied is that the b10 bomb drop accuracy of the b10 bomber is really lower.

"Young guys, don't worry, aim and then drop bombs. Just like during training! You are the best, and you will definitely be able to send all those little Japanese to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish..."

Chennard turned on the radio and cheered his subordinates while directing them to bomb the Japanese warships.

"Squad 15th. Go against the tanker at 12 o'clock!"

"The 16th team went to blow up the troop transport ship at 8 o'clock. This is a big guy, there should be thousands of Japanese devils on it!"

"Squad 17th to blow up that aircraft carrier..."

"Squad 18..."

"Do your best guys, the President will give you a Navy Cross to each of you!"

"Run!"

After giving the order, Chennard began to fly the plane himself and pushed the oil rod violently. Two 1,050-horsepower twin-Hornet engines began to roar violently. A large number of blue smoke suddenly appeared in the exhaust pipe. The twin-engine b10 bomber almost turned into a dive bomber. He rushed towards a somewhat clumsy Japanese ship at an angle of more than 60 degrees.

"Prepare...release!"

The bomb dropper who received the order pressed the switch of the bomb bay without hesitation, and four 1,000-pound armor-piercing bombs were thrown out with a harsh whistle.

"Boom...Boom!"

Two dull explosions sounded immediately. Then there was another deafening loud noise, and the explosion waves rushed into the sky, and the b10 bomber that had just been pulled up was also trembling. However, there was a cheer in the cabin, because they knew that their plane had just killed a Japanese ammunition ship!

"Asakawamaru, Asakawamaru has sunk!"

A terrifying scream rang out from the decks of Japanese transport ships on the water, and everyone watched the 10,000-ton cargo ship broken into two sections quickly sinking into the sea.

"Bomb, port side!"

On the island of the Fengxiang aircraft carrier, Captain Yoshiro Takeda was personally driving the ship, dodging the falling bombs with all his might. The water columns that soared into the sky continued to explode on both sides of the hull, and everyone on the island was in their throats.

Finally avoided...

What a lucky one!

Just now, three B10s in the shape of a font dropped 12 1,000-pound armor-piercing bombs at the same time. The Fengxiang number, which is 10,000-ton, will be defeated by one!

Just when everyone was grateful, a large black dot suddenly rushed towards the stern of the ship!

Seeing this scene, all the Japanese naval officers' eyes seemed to fall out in the bridge. How is this B10 doing dive bombing! How can this twin-engine medium bomber dive and drop bombs? Are these Americans not afraid of destroying the plane? No... Could this plane be here to hit the warship!

"Little Japan, let you see a medium-sized bomber that can dive today!" In the cockpit, Captain Joseph Kennedy, the captain of the b10 bomber, curled his lips and ordered loudly: "Now, drop the bomb!"

Four 1,000-pound armor-piercing bombs were gradually enlarged in the eyes of the sailors on the deck of the Fengxiang. Since the aircraft carrier had just made an S-shaped maneuver and the hull had not been completely flattened, it was impossible to do such a large dodge again, so we could only watch the bomb fall.

First, there was a violent impact sound, and two bombs easily penetrated the wooden flight deck of the Fengxiang, one drilled into the hangar of the ship, and the other penetrated into the boiler room at the stern of the ship, and then there were two loud bangs.

Everyone on the island of the Fengxiang ship was shocked to the ground. Captain Takeda Yoshiro fainted at the first time. When he woke up, he found himself lying in the Japanese hospital on Kauai Island. It was a week since the Second Battle of Hawaii. His Fengxiang aircraft carrier had long been buried in the bottomless Pacific deep sea.

"Commander! The USS Fengxiang aircraft carrier is finished!"

The Kuroshima Turtle yelled in Yamamoto Irojiu's ear with a crying voice. He never thought that the 7.5-ton b10 bomber could actually perform 60-degree dive bombing (in fact, not every one has a dive bombing function, only the latest b10d type put into use can perform dive bombing). You should know that the dive angle of the Japanese Navy's Type 93 critical striker is only 60 degrees!

"Kuroshima, please calm down." Yamamoto Iroji's voice was still so stable, as if he didn't care about the sunk of the USS Fengxiang aircraft carrier. His entire attention was now focused on the melee in the sky.

This is a melee between the Japanese Type 93 ship fighter jet and the American P35 fighter jet, F2A buffalo fighter, BT1 dive bomber and Martin BM2 torpedo bomber. Hundreds of aircraft were strangled in mid-air. They were having fun fighting back and forth. From the scene, it seemed that the Japanese Type 93 ship fighter jet had a little advantage. However, Yamamoto Izuru's brows were tightly fucked, and seemed to be unsatisfied.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the tricks. Yamamoto Izuru is an expert in aviation, so he is now looking at the tricks. He doesn't care about the effects of Type 93 dive bombers and torpedo bombers, and only focuses on the combat results between Type 93 and the American p35 and F2a. The ugly and clumsy F2a Buffalo and Type 93 are comparable, although the performance of this aircraft is far greater than Type 93 in terms of data. I don't know what's going on? As for the p35, which has poor performance indicators, it is not inferior to Type 93. The exchange ratio between the fighters of both sides is basically maintained between 1:1.

It seems to be evenly matched, but can Japan's aviation industry and the number of pilots fight like the Americans? This battle seems to be very difficult to fight!

"Kuroshima, is there any news about bomber formation?" Yamamoto asked at the telescope, looking at the Kuroshima Turtle beside him.

"Oh, not yet." As soon as Black Island finished speaking, the fleet communications consultant suddenly yelled: "Commander, bomber formation telegram, they discovered the American aircraft carrier!"

...

"God. There are so many of them..."

On the lookout post at the top of the Lexington Island, Sriver, who had just joined the army after the outbreak of the Japanese-US war, held the telescope and opened his mouth wide. Because from the telescope in his hand, black dots were emerging from the thick clouds and suddenly appeared in front of the Lexington!

While the air defense alarm was sounded, the USS Philadelphia light cruiser and two other destroyers, which were on the alert in front of the USS Lexington, opened fire first. At the same time, all the US warships on the water quickly erected anti-aircraft guns. Only when Japanese aircraft approached, hundreds of air defense artillery fired at the highest rate of fire, and weaved a fire net in front of the USS Lexington and the Ranger aircraft carriers.

"Comrades, it's time to make contributions to the cause of GCism!"

Vasakin, who served as the commander-in-chief of the air, opened the radio and said a cliché that he didn't believe in. Although a few months ago, he and most young Japanese naval aviation pilots still believed that he was fighting for the liberation of mankind. However, after the establishment of the South China Sea Federation, this lofty ideal no longer exists in the minds of the Japanese people, and even the Japanese own propaganda caliber has quietly changed. Now, expanding territory and promoting Nanyang is Japan's national policy...

"Let those white ghosts learn how powerful we are!" Vasakin roared again and began to issue an order: "First Battalion, Second Battalion, Third Battalion, Target, Lexington!"

"The Fourth Battalion, the Fifth Battalion, the Target, Ranger!"

"The Sixth Battalion will deal with the light patrols and destroyers in front of the US aircraft carrier."

"The Seventh Battalion will deal with the light patrol and destroyers on the left side of the US aircraft carrier."

"The goal of the Eighth Brigade is..."

"The Ninth Battalion is on standby."

"Comrades, kill me!"

“Too many, too many…”

Lieutenant General Kimmel's eyes seemed to be almost torn apart on the island of the Lexington ship. He never expected that the enemy's dive bombers would come so fast and so many! At least 300 Type 93 dive bombers suddenly broke through the clouds and appeared in front of him. Moreover, these Japanese dive bombers without fighter escort ignored the bomb rains fired by the F2A buffalo and surface ships that were going to stop, and just rushed over one after another, even if they had been hit and caught fire!

"Boom... Lieutenant General is careful."

A Type 93 ship dragging thick smoke hit the plane on the flight deck of the Lexington, and suddenly turned into a ball of fire. The fragments scattered across the flight deck like heavy rain, killing all the US ground crews on the ground. If the Lexington had not had the armored deck, they might have been reimbursed immediately!

"Sir, there are too many of them, we can't handle it. We must find a way to get out of the battlefield as soon as possible!"

Kimmel turned his head and looked at Halsey who gave him his advice, and smiled bitterly: "What are you going to think about? Our aircraft carrier can still run over the Japanese plane?" He shook his head and said: "The Lexington, Saratoga and Rangers Air Wing issued an order to return to the Pearl Harbor base after completing the mission! Then give Saratoga orders to let them leave the waters of the Hawaiian Islands and withdraw back to San Diego!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!