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"Rescuing Pearl Harbor, Zhou Zhihan and his Wildcat No. 214 made the first contribution!"
Kimmel watched Wildcat No. 214 hovering over the USS Arizona and the Japanese military planes did not dare to approach, and said sincerely to the people around him.
Just now, Kimmel disregarded his safety, shook off the dissuasion and pull of several security personnel, and ran to the lawn again with a telescope. Although he could not direct the battle, he could never tolerate himself hiding in a safe place and watching the children suffer. Only by exposing himself to Japanese fire would he feel better.
At this time, Japanese fighter planes began to shoot down U.S. military personnel and military vehicles on the avenue. Even the medical staff in white coats were not spared. Many residents on the island died innocently, nearby buildings were destroyed, and the base hospital was hit by several missiles. The bomb collapsed and caught fire. The doctors and nurses helped the wounded and ran out. They were brutally bombed by the Japanese again. Dead bodies were everywhere and blood flowed into rivers.
At a glance, Pearl Harbor was devastated, with numerous casualties and casualties. The flames of war ignited the sea water. Dozens of warships turned upside down, and dozens more warships were still struggling under the Japanese attack.
"You executioners, come on, come on and kill me..."
Kimmel ran into the house, took out his shotgun, fired at the Japanese in the air, and vented his anger...
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Mitsuo Fuchida saw that when Wildcat No. 214 was hovering over the USS Arizona, all the empire's fighter planes actually retreated. This made him very angry but helpless. After all, he himself did not dare to fly a bomber up for bombing, and he only hated the fact that he was flying a bomber. Not a fighter jet.
In terms of air combat technology, Mizuo Fuchida can definitely be ranked among Japan's top five fighter aces.
The reason why he did not fly a fighter jet in this sneak attack on Pearl Harbor was because bombers could cause a devastating blow to Pearl Harbor, so he had to personally command and lead the bomber group. This was also Yamamoto Isoroku's special instructions.
Suddenly, Mizuo Fuchida felt his phone shaking suddenly, as if it had been hit hard by a giant hammer. He was shocked but not confused. He first held the joystick steady and asked Mizuki what was going on. Then he turned it sideways at a 45-degree angle and checked. There was no smoke from the bomber. He listened again and checked that the engine sound was normal. He took a quick look at the instrument panel and found that it was normal. He was a little relieved, but he did not dare to be careless. He immediately pulled the lever and climbed into the air. It was important to avoid the American artillery fire first, and shouted orders to the two men. The crew quickly checked to see which part of the bomber had been hit by the enemy.
Although the main operating parts of the bomber, such as the control stick, throttle, engine, propeller, and fuel tank, have been confirmed to be normal after inspection, the aircraft is very particular about its flight attitude in the air. Once there is serious damage to other parts, it will cause a movement. It triggers a series of reactions throughout the body.
Mizuki took the tool and dug into the bomber's fuselage to check around. After two minutes, he loudly reported: "Sir, the right side of the fuselage was penetrated by shrapnel, and the steering bearing of the horizontal rudder was broken in half."
"Baga! Blow up all these Americans!" At the critical moment, the bomber was injured, which made Mizuo Fuchida very angry. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Can it still fly?"
Mizuki climbed back with the tool: "You can still fly, sir, but you can't make sharp turns, otherwise the other half of the bearing may break."
"The Americans really deserve to die!" Mitsuo Fuchida looked down from the air for a while, feeling very satisfied. The American battleships were still exploding. All nine battleships except the Utah were attacked. The most important thing was However, under the attack of Imperial fighter planes, the Americans were unable to organize an effective counterattack. The current situation was still firmly controlled by Imperial fighter planes.
After thinking for a few seconds, Mitsuo Fuchida decided to ignore Zhou Zhihan for the time being. The Chinese could not make big waves alone. The top priority should be to find the largest oil depot in Pearl Harbor first, destroy it, and directly disintegrate the Americans. fighting spirit.
Before the attack, all Japanese pilots could clearly remember where the large oil depot in the United States was. However, at this time, the sky over Pearl Harbor was filled with dense black smoke. Looking at the water, there were fires and thick smoke everywhere. The pilots seemed to be disoriented in the air. I couldn't tell the exact location of the big oil tank for a while.
At this time, the task force was still 200 kilometers away, and the Japanese fighter planes bombing Pearl Harbor had no communication capabilities. They could only direct the battle according to the prearranged tactics and the sign language or semaphore of the orders transmitted by each commander's fighter plane.
Therefore, before the sneak attack battle begins, Fuchida needs to use signal flares to issue an attack order.
Mitsuo Fuchida was just about to press the lever to find the large oil tank, but saw Zhou Zhihan leaving in a plane, and an evil thought immediately rose from his side. Didn't you, Zhou Zhihan, cover the USS Arizona battleship to allow the crew to escape? Then I will Let all the crew members on the ship die in the bilge.
Mizuo Fuchida asked Mizuki to signal "Follow me" and led the bomber group to attack the USS Arizona.
The sailors on the USS Arizona battleship raced against time to save people. Just now, under the air cover of Wildcat No. 214, more than 400 people escaped from the bilge. Now, there are still more than 800 people inside.
These more than 400 sailors who escaped from the USS Arizona did not know that it was the existence of Wildcat No. 214 that changed their fate. Otherwise, according to the course of history, they would be separated from the other 800 sailors who had not yet escaped. Together, many people accompanied the Arizona into the icy sea forever.
"Another bomber is coming!"
The sailors on the USS Arizona shouted loudly.
Immediately, the anti-aircraft machine guns opened fire. Several sailors who had just risked their lives sneaked into the wheel room that was filled with sea water, turned on the diesel engine power supply system, and continuously transported the ammunition from the ammunition compartment.
Facing the USS Arizona's sporadic fire defense, Mizuo Fuchida dropped a 440-kilogram bomb.
Then other bombers followed suit, and 800-kg and 440-kg bombs fell like raindrops.
"boom!"
A bomb happened to explode near the crew passage. The fire that was about to be extinguished on the USS Arizona reignited again, and thick smoke suddenly billowed. This affected the sight of the anti-aircraft gunners, but it was beneficial to the Japanese aircraft. The Japanese could directly Locate the smoke and drop the bomb.
The hit warship groaned in pain and trembled violently. The entire hatch was deformed and stuck together, basically blocking the escape route of the people inside.
The people inside could see outside but couldn't get out, and they were suddenly confused.
The powerful explosive force once again completely destroyed the diesel generator system. The battleship was directly powered off. Various hatch valves could not be closed automatically and had to be manually closed. Seawater began to pour into the damaged compartments everywhere, and the ammunition compartment failed again. Unable to supply anti-aircraft shells, the machine gunners fired fewer and fewer bullets.
"Help……"
The people inside reached out for help, regardless of the scorching heat of the cabin door.
At this time, the fire caused by the explosion inside the ship had spread to the bilge. The sealing valve failed due to the collapse of the power system. Thick smoke and intense heat poured in. The sailors at the bottom had difficulty breathing. Several people had fainted, causing panic. .
Seeing that the hatch was sealed, Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Foco took the iron bar to pry it. The iron bar was bent, but the deformed hatch did not move at all.
"Quick, quick, quick... take the thick iron rod and be sure to open the hatch... Damn Japanese... fuck..."
Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Foco shouted an order.
The chief ordered the sailors to take action immediately.
They heard screams coming from underneath the cabin.
Inside are the brothers who accompany them day and night.
Everyone outside was so anxious that they risked their lives to save him.
"Sir, the hatch can't be pried open, what should I do?"
The hatch was too thick, so several soldiers used iron rods with thick wrists and bent them, but the hatch remained motionless. Their arms were burnt to pieces, their clothes were burned to pieces by the hot hatch, and their hair was burned. The curls seemed about to burn.
"What should we do, sir?"
The sailors all stared at Samuel Falco.
"Blow it up with dynamite."
Samuel Fuco gritted his teeth and had no choice. Given the current situation, the hatch could not be opened and the more than 800 people inside would die. He could only take a risk and said, "Let the brothers inside retreat to the safe area." .”
"Sir..."
The sailors knew that this was very dangerous and looked at Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Foco waiting for his confirmation.
Although they knew the danger, everyone knew at this time that the only way was to blow open the hatch.
Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Foco's facial features almost twitched together. He knew that once explosives were used, there would be no way out. Either the door would be blown open or the door would be blown shut.
Once the consequences of confinement occur, everyone trapped will have to die inside, and he may have to go to a military court after the war!
The people inside also knew that in critical moments, if they could not open the hatch, they would all be finished. There was already a fire in the bilge, and some people were screaming screams of being burned. No sound could be heard now, so it was probably very dangerous.
After hearing what Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Foco said, the people at the cabin door immediately stepped back and shouted: "If you can't get out, you will die. We would rather take a gamble. Blow it up, sir! If you can't get out, the brothers won't." It’s your fault.”
"Use explosives to blow open the hatch."
Samuel Fuco ordered firmly.
Immediately, the soldiers went to get explosives.
Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Foucault once served as a captain and went to the UK to support the Battle of Dunkirk. He had rich combat experience, especially the experience of transporting troops from Dunkirk to the UK, which gave him the training Take your time.
But the situation he faced at this time was too dangerous. It was completely different from Dunkirk. When Dunkirk retreated, there was air force cover above and warships escorting on the water. At this time, the Arizona was directly paralyzed, and there was only No. 214 in the air. The strength of the Wildcats and the limited number of American fighter planes could not support the 33 square kilometers of space above Pearl Harbor.
At this moment, the lookout soldier bent down and shouted: "Sir, two torpedo planes appeared... no, it was three, and they rushed towards us..."
Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Foco: "Defense..."
Machine gunner: "There is no angle, the machine gun firepower cannot reach it, and it cannot be blocked, sir..."
The lookout soldier shouted: "Sir, the enemy has launched a torpedo... The distance is 600 meters... The speed is 10 knots... Two more torpedoes appear... The speed is 8 knots..."
Air patrol: "There are bombers in the sky again... The Japanese have dropped bombs again... Pay attention to concealment..."
"Woo..."
The whistling sound of falling bombs sounded one after another.
