At this time, the No. 214 F4F Wildcat was 30+ kilometers away from Pearl Harbor. Since Zhou Zhihan led the fleet to make a tactical turn in a four-finger formation, the speed of the fleet dropped. Even if everyone pushed the throttle valve to the bottom to increase the speed, they flew to It will take at least five or six minutes to get over Pearl Harbor.
As the base tower hung up the call, Zhou Zhihan's plan to give the Americans a two-minute advance warning was about to come to nothing.
At this time, in the eyes of Japanese pilots, Pearl Harbor was still sleeping in the morning fog. The harbor was calm and peaceful. There was not even a plane over Oahu. The barracks were in order, like soft and delicious bread. Mountain top.
At this time, Pearl Harbor was like a fragrant cream cake, placed in front of the Japanese pilots, waiting to be enjoyed.
8:05 in the morning is breakfast time at Pearl Harbor. The sailors on duty on the battleship USS Nevada lined up neatly as usual, preparing to have dinner after raising the flag on time at 8:00.
The U.S. Navy officers and soldiers on weekend vacation are sleeping in the cabins and having good dreams. The Honolulu radio station is playing soft music, and the church bells are like the gentle hands of girls, lingering on the faces of the sailors.
Suddenly, a group of dive bombers appeared from the southeast. They were like magic soldiers descending from the sky. They flew close to the sea surface like lightning. They made a drifting sharp turn and then quickly pulled up. They rushed over Oahu in the blink of an eye.
"oh!"
"Good morning!"
The sailors on the US ship cheered and greeted the bombers, "These guys have superb flying skills, and the drifting sharp turn just now was really beautiful..."
"hiss……"
There are also sailors who feel that something is wrong...
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"The base tower didn't believe that the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor and hung up on my call. Everyone opened fire with me to give the base an early warning!"
Zhou Zhihan switched the call back and said to everyone in the Flying Tigers.
"clear!"
The members of the Flying Tigers understood what Zhou Zhihan meant, and now they could only wake up the base's alertness by firing in advance.
"Let's fire together!"
Zhou Zhihan shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, 25 fighter jets opened fire at the same time.
"Da da da……"
Immediately, the "quietness" over Pearl Harbor was broken by the sound of machine gunfire from twenty or thirty kilometers away.
25 fighter planes opened fire at the same time, which was quite impressive.
At this time, U.S. Lieutenant Colonel Logan Remsey was standing at the window of the Ford Island headquarters, watching the flag-raising ceremony that was about to begin.
He glanced at his watch, it was 7:52, and then heard the sound of aircraft firing in the distance. He was very angry about this, turned around and said to the orderly: "Dick, go and see which daring guy dares to During the live-fire exercise near the base, copy down the commander’s aircraft number and give it to me. He violated Article 18 of the flight safety regulations and Article 19 of the prohibition on target practice near the base. I have to deal with this stupid guy."
Finally, when Lady Luck completely abandoned the Americans, Old Chance sent another lock of hair to the Americans at the critical moment.
Under the order of the lieutenant colonel, orderly Dick leaned out of the window, trying to find where the damn target cannon came from. Unexpectedly, he saw dense Japanese fighter planes approaching Pearl Harbor at multiple levels.
"Remember Dick, which squadron is this idiot?"
"No, no, no... it's not our plane..." Dick saw the red sun on the plane and stammered in fright, "It's a Japanese plane, sir!"
Lieutenant Colonel Logan Remsey suddenly turned his head to look at Dick. He heard the panic in the orderly's tone. His many years of military experience told him that the situation was critical, so he ran out quickly.
Then I saw the sky full of planes, some pounced on the airport where the fighter planes were parked, some pounced on Oahu, and some seemed to fall from the sky, and in the blink of an eye they rushed over Ford Island where the battleships were docked.
Finally, Logan Remsey saw clearly the Japanese sun flag on the plane.
An unprecedented panic was like a bomb stuck in Logan Remsey's throat. He paused for three seconds before he regained his composure and rushed to the telecommunications room like crazy, overturning several A telegraph operator who was drinking tea and chatting opened the transparent glass box covering the emergency preparedness button.
"Snapped!"
Logan Remsey struck down with his palm and held down the emergency combat readiness button.
Immediately, the entire Pearl Harbor base remembered the shrill air defense siren.
Logan Remsey staggered and ran over to grab the spoken word broadcaster: "Pearl Harbor was attacked by an air attack. This is not a drill. I am Lieutenant Colonel Logan Remsey. Let me say it again, Pearl Harbor was attacked by a Japanese air attack. , this is not a drill, this is not a drill, this is not a drill, all combatants are in their positions, ready to fight!"
When the air defense siren sounded, the American soldiers in Pearl Harbor thought it was another drill. It was not until Lieutenant Colonel Logan Remsey's voice rang through Pearl Harbor that some people calmed down.
Immediately, many battleships sounded the alarm, and the sailors woke up from their half-awake state.
But at least half of the people were still in a state of confusion. They couldn't believe that the Japanese dared to attack Pearl Harbor.
How can this be?
Someone actually dares to sneak attack a huge military base with nearly a hundred warships and more than 400 fighter planes. Don't you think so?
2 minutes, heaven and hell.
For 2 minutes, there is still a chance of survival for those who believe, but for those who do not believe, there is only hell.
"Woo..."
The dive bomber group led by Takahashi Kaguichi suddenly split into two groups. They attacked first. One group attacked the battleships on the east side of Ford Island, and the other group attacked hundreds of U.S. fighter planes neatly arrayed on the airport.
In the sky, black Japanese fighter planes flew around like vampire bats. Bombs exploded one after another. Fires shot up into the sky. Thick smoke billowed. The sound of cannons sounded like popping pox. Red bullet trails crisscrossed the Pearl Harbor.
At this time, the Japanese were superior, and the proud Americans were rubbed at will.
Zhou Zhihan's early warning gave the Americans 2 minutes more reaction time. The sailors on each battleship ran frantically to their positions to reload cannonballs.
The pilot on duty ran into the airport and ran to his fighter plane, but it was too late.
Hickam Airport, Wheeler Airport, and Iwa Airport distributed around Pearl Harbor were the first targets of the Japanese army because B25s and B17s were parked here.
Hundreds of army and navy planes were lined up next to each other on the tarmac, as if participating in a grand military parade, which brought great convenience to the Japanese attack.
In order to improve accuracy and save ammunition, the Japanese bombers dived to only a few hundred meters above the ground before dropping bombs. The shells hit the ground like a bolt from the blue.
The Japanese have mastered this type of ultra-low-altitude dive bombing. They can drop a bomb so accurately that it drops one bomb in the middle of every three fighter planes. It is as steady, accurate and ruthless as a surgical scalpel.
The bombers had no chance to take off. They were blown to pieces. The splashing oil ignited a fire and flooded the entire airport. Only a dozen P40s managed to take off. Most of them were shot down and exploded by Zero fighter jets as soon as they left the ground. , only a few escaped.
Since these fighter jets had no ammunition on board, they immediately fled out of Pearl Harbor after taking off without any pursuit. Their main responsibility was to firmly control the air superiority of Pearl Harbor.
The violent explosions tore apart the dream of peace in the hearts of Americans. They took up arms to resist, but it was too late. Most of them had no ammunition in their weapons. The arrogant Americans finally gave up. Paying the bill for what they think is peace.
It sounds slow, but in fact it all happens very fast, and many people live and die in the blink of an eye.
Just when Zhou Zhihan led the Flying Tigers to fire warning shots at the same time, the Japanese also discovered them.
"Baga, didn't you say that there won't be a plane taking off from Pearl Harbor on Sunday morning? Where did these planes come from?"
Commander Fuchida was angry because of the intelligence error. He was worried that the American fleet in the distance would disrupt their offensive posture. He picked up the telescope and immediately saw the shark mouth logo of the Flying Tigers.
"Baga, Flying Tigers?"
Fuchida was a little confused.
When did the Flying Tigers appear over Pearl Harbor?
Isn't the Flying Tigers in China?
Then, Fuchida, who was leading the fleet in a roundabout, saw the No. 214 F4F Wildcat flying at the front.
No. 214?
Suddenly, the serial number of the fighter jet 214 struck Fuchida's nerves like a plague.
No. 214 stole the show on the battlefields of China, the Soviet Union and the United Kingdom. Not long ago, intelligence was sent from the Spring Chao Hotel that Zhou Zhihan was teaching at Pearl Harbor. So, could this No. 214 Wildcat be that one again? God of Plague?
No matter what, the American fighters of these two squadrons must be stopped.
Fuchida ordered: "Nishizawa Hiroyuki led a squadron to shoot down the American fighter planes rushing to the aid of Pearl Harbor."
"Hai!" Nishizawa Hiroyuki also discovered the Flying Tigers and saw the No. 214 Wildcat. After receiving the order, he immediately pressed the lever. The Zero fighter made a light rolling turn in the air, leading his squadron from the big He broke away from the fleet and flew out to intercept Zhou Zhihan.
Due to countless previous drills, the Japanese pilots knew Pearl Harbor well. Looking down from the air, they could recognize the name of each warship at a glance, and attacked more than one wave after another.
The Japanese 3rd and 4th torpedo squadrons, which took off from the aircraft carriers "Hiryu" and "Soryu", led by Captain Matsui and Captain Nagai, flew southwest of Ford Island.
A minute later, the two torpedo planes dived first, lowered to a height of 20 meters above the water, and rushed straight towards the starboard side of the cruiser USS Rayleigh. The nose of the aircraft sank slightly, released the torpedoes, and then pulled up, grazing the cruiser's bridge. fly by.
"The enemy launched two torpedoes!"
The observer standing in the command cabin had his eyes bulging, staring at the huge torpedo drilling into the water, and his throat almost bled.
After hearing the alarm, the [Raleigh] was starting up and preparing to escape. The captain subconsciously shouted: "Full right rudder..."
Then he saw a pair of torpedoes rising from the bottom of the water almost at the same time, pausing for 0.1 seconds one meter below the blue water, passing through the shallow bay like a white ghost, flying straight towards the starboard side of the cruiser USS Rayleigh.
"The battleship hasn't started yet."
the first mate shouted in despair.
The sailors standing in Class A and on the side of the ship seemed to have their souls gripped by death. They stood still and stared at the two white ghosts as they collided with each other.
