"General Nimitz has confirmed the intelligence and everything matches up."
The staff officer gave the confirmation report to Nimitz.
"It's true."
Nimitz nodded.
If it could be proven to be true, he would have a good inside source of intelligence.
Able to gain insight into the Japanese Navy's next move in advance.
This will give them a huge advantage.
Able to remain invincible in a battle with the Japanese Navy.
"Contact Jonathan and thank him for his efforts. Ask him how he is doing and if he needs our support."
Nimitz asked, suppressing his excitement.
"General Jonathan wrote back and said that he had received help from a Japanese general who was friendly to us. He was willing to help us defeat the Japanese, but the condition was that he could be supported as our agent in Japan after the war."
"That's it."
After hearing Wei Wuti's conditions, Nimitz was relieved.
He absolutely did not believe that anyone would help them without any reward.
Everything gained has a price.
Wei Wu was able to put forward the conditions first, which made him feel at ease a lot.
In particular, Wei Wu's request was exactly in line with their interests.
They are taking the route of supporting local agents.
Use local people to manage local people.
Wei Wu was able to take the initiative to help them, which shows that both parties have common interests.
If Wei Wu can help them defeat Japan, it is not impossible to let him be their agent.
"Reply, just say I agree and ask if they need any technical support?"
Nimitz said.
After a while, the translator took the telegram back.
"General Nimitz, they said that Yamamoto Seven by Eight is currently in Rabaul. If a plane is sent to raid Rabaul Airport, there will be an unexpected harvest."
"Yamamoto is in Rabaul?"
Nimitz's eyes flashed.
Currently, Yamamoto is the commander of the Combined Fleet. If Yamamoto can be killed, it will be a huge mental blow to the Combined Fleet.
In the past, he also wanted to go over and kill Yamamoto.
But under the heavy protection of the fleet, Yamamoto was far away from the battlefield and could not be found, let alone attacked.
Now, Yamamoto actually took the initiative to leave the protective circle of the fleet and came to land.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Send my order and the fleet will set sail immediately and head south to Rabaul."
Nimitz's eyes flickered and he walked quickly outside.
The Pacific Fleet refueled one after another, left the port under the cover of night, and headed towards Rabaul.
This time, Nimitz learned the tactics used by the Japanese to attack Pearl Harbor.
Running thousands of miles, the radio was silent the entire time.
It's all about semaphore communication.
We quietly arrived at the waters outside Rabaul.
At this time, the American army and the Japanese army were fighting on Guadalcanal.
Under the intervention of the US Navy, the Japanese troops who tried to reinforce Guadalcanal failed to land several times.
Supplies were also difficult to transport.
The Japanese soldiers on the island stopped talking about food and ate all the rats on the island.
Many Japanese soldiers starved to death.
In order to reverse the decline, Yamamoto Shichijohachi personally sat in Rabaul and led part of the fleet to deal with the American fleet, trying to send the army up to alleviate the safety of the Japanese troops on the island.
Yamamoto stood in front of the map. Now, the battle situation was gradually out of his control.
The Battle of Midway cost him most of his mobile troops.
As soon as we returned to Hong Kong, we had to go south to deal with the US military's landing on Guadalcanal.
He could only lead the ships that could still fight south to provide support.
At this time, the Japanese army was gradually showing signs of fatigue.
More and more fighter planes were lost.
Familiar old faces are becoming fewer and fewer.
Yamamoto thought hard about a plan to get out of the predicament.
However, the United States, which has started its war machine, is really terrible.
In just one week, a merchant ship can be converted into an escort aircraft carrier.
This is just the efficiency of a shipyard.
Add up all the shipyards in the United States and this will be a terrifying number.
Although, the combat effectiveness of escort carriers is very poor.
But the number of piles alone is enough to crush Japan.
Yamamoto scratched his scalp and couldn't think of a solution.
At this moment, the orderly walked in: "Commander, it's dawn, let's take a rest."
"Is it dawn yet?"
Yamamoto walked out of the command room as the sun slowly rose.
The sun shines on the planes on both sides of the runway.
In the distance, several planes were flying through the clouds towards the airport.
"Who is this? Flying training so early?"
Yamamoto asked, pointing to the plane that burst out of the clouds.
"Commander, there is no flight training today."
The staff officer on duty flipped through the log and said.
"No flight training? What about these planes!"
Yamamoto thought of a terrible possibility.
At this moment, these planes were approaching, and they could even clearly see the shark painting on the nose.
"Damn it, it's an American plane!"
Yamamoto knew that only American ghosts would like to paint these graffiti on airplanes.
These are all American aircraft.
"Run!"
Yamamoto quickly ran towards the woods nearby.
However, at this time, these planes had already arrived over the airport.
Planes swooped down one after another, dropping bombs onto the airport.
Suddenly, there were explosions in the airport and flames shot into the sky.
The airport shells blasted dozens of large craters, making it impossible for planes to take off and land.
Immediately afterwards, more planes flew out of the clouds. These planes swooped down and bombed the planes and various buildings in the airport.
Explosions sounded one after another at the Rabaul airport.
Many escort fighter jets swooped down and used their cannons to shoot at the Japanese troops running in the airport.
Anyone who was hit had their bodies broken and their bodies separated.
I don’t know how long it took, but the bombing seemed to have stopped.
Only then did Yamamoto emerge from the woods tremblingly.
He looked in horror at the airport that had been reduced to rubble.
The original frontline headquarters has disappeared.
"How could this happen? Why are there American troops here?"
Yamamoto didn't understand.
At this moment, the sound of an airplane sounded again in the sky.
Strange bombs fell one after another.
However, these bombs did not explode, but exploded, splattering a large amount of milky yellow sticky mucus.
A bomb was relatively close to Yamamoto.
This mucus splashed all over Yamamoto.
"What is this?"
Yamamoto raised his sleeve to his nose and sniffed carefully.
The smell seemed familiar to him.
It smells like oil.
He remembered that heavy oil looked like this, but the color was different.
"Could it be that……"
Yamamoto remembered a bad thing.
The next second, more bombs fell.
These bombs exploded in the air, turning into flames that filled the sky and scattered to the ground.
When the firelight fell to the ground and was stained with the bright yellow mucus, it burned instantly.
The flames spread extremely quickly, covering the entire Rabaul Airport in almost the blink of an eye.
At this time, the reconnaissance aircraft in the sky picked up the walkie-talkie.
"Eagle's Nest, Eagle's Nest, this is Swallow 1. The napalm test was successful and Rabaul was completely burned to ashes."
