Colonel Francis Thomas looked at the explosion of four Type 99s coming from the top of the port side. He knew that the two machine guns were extremely difficult to prevent. It seemed that the USS Nevada would not be able to sail out of Pearl Harbor. His eyes showed despair and Reluctantly, he loudly ordered the helmsman: "Change course, left rudder."
300 meters to the left of the Nevada is Hospital Point Beach. It is usually a place where the wounded in the hospital walk, fish, and watch seabirds. Now it is a mess, with corpses everywhere, and the waves are pouring onto the beach, covered in blood foam.
The helmsman, Second Lieutenant Zesch Rehman, was stunned when he heard this: "Sir, the left helm hit the Hospital Point Beach."
"Four bombers appeared on the port side, and our two machine guns couldn't defend them at all. Once the [Nevada] is sunk, it will inevitably block the entrance and exit channels of Pearl Harbor, and the ships behind will have no choice but to be slaughtered. We only have Hit Hospital Point Beach and free up the channel."
"Sir..."
Second Lieutenant Rehman choked up and asked him to personally drive the warship he had been with day and night and crashed into the beach. He was extremely reluctant to let go.
"Sir..."
When they heard that they were going to crash into the beach, everyone in the control room looked tragic.
Colonel Thomas had a sad expression: "Execute the order!"
Rehman blurred his eyes for a moment, bit his lower lip, and started to steer left. They had no choice. The Japanese attack became more and more fierce. Once the Nevada was sunk and blocked the channel, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"What is [Nevada] trying to do?"
"The [Nevada] made a sharp turn, did they want to crash into the beach?"
"Damn it, [Nevada] is going to commit suicide... this..."
"Hell..."
In Pearl Harbor, the eyes of all Americans were focused on the USS Nevada, and they were shocked when they saw this.
The captain of the battleship [Utah] paused: "Damn it, four Japanese bombers flew from the left side of the [Nevada]. Colonel Thomas knew that he could not hold on. In order to avoid a blockage, he ordered to crash into the beach and give the order to the back. Channels for ships.”
Kimmel was waving his fists to cheer for the USS Nevada's powerful breakout. Suddenly he saw the battleship change its course. He was stunned for a moment and understood, and he stamped his feet helplessly:
"Damn it...Colonel Thomas was forced to do nothing...Damn the Japanese...oh...God...God bless...a Wildcat appeared behind the Japanese...good job...the Wildcat took down a fight Type 99 ship explosion..."
Suddenly, a Wildcat appeared from the thick smoke behind the four bombers and instantly shot down one of them. Kimmel saw it clearly. He jumped up like a child with joy, waved his fist and roared, "Beat him... ...Beat the Japanese son of a bitch...God...the wildcat brought down another ship bomb...God, God bless the United States...it's Wildcat No. 214...oh my God..."
"boom!"
"boom!"
Wildcat No. 214 suddenly appeared from the thick smoke and exploded two Type 99 warships in succession, causing all Americans in Pearl Harbor to scream, followed by ecstasy and jumping with encouragement...
"Damn...it's about to hit..." Kimmel watched the Nevada continue to hit the shore, his heart in his throat, "God bless..."
Colonel Thomas also saw Wildcat No. 214 appearing and destroying the enemy aircraft. He perked up and shouted: "Full speed, full right, full rudder."
Lieutenant Rehman knew the reinforcements had arrived, and he was ecstatic: "Brake the brakes and turn the rudder to the right!"
Everyone in Pearl Harbor stared intently at the USS Nevada, which was about to hit the beach. At this moment, they forgot about the propellers and engines of the Japanese plane overhead, resounding through the sky, and the sound of bombs whizzing down.
Under the gaze of everyone who almost stopped breathing, the Nevada's bow turned to starboard with full rudder, its port side almost brushed the shoal, and turned into deep water.
"Oh haha..."
"God bless……"
Seeing that the Nevada successfully avoided collision, everyone cheered.
"Damn the Japanese... God bless us with Wildcat No. 214 and China Week... Look, the Chinese are really fierce..."
Seeing that the USS Nevada had saved another life, Colonel Thomas grabbed an M1 rifle, held the center of gravity of the rifle with his left hand, pulled the handle back to the end with a "clatter", put the butt of the rifle against his thigh, and held the rifle with his right hand. Put a full magazine on the top of the bullet support plate, press the middle of the top bullet in the magazine with your thumb, press the magazine straight down into the magazine and jam it, and rush out of the command room.
"Everyone follows me...the Chinese are so brave and saved us, we must fight side by side with them..."
Except for Lieutenant Rehman at the helm, everyone in the command room rushed out with M1 rifles and followed the captain.
"Oh...my God, is this Captain Thomas? I feel like he is a sharpshooter..."
Rehman held onto the rudder and praised the commander for rescuing the Nevada from destruction. He felt extremely happy.
No. 214 Wildcat shot down two Type 99 H-type bombers in a row, and the machine gunners of the remaining two H-type bombers were ready.
Just now, the distance between the four ship bombers was 260 meters each, in order to carry out continuous and intensive strikes. Now the remaining two are in order to stay together for warmth, and the distance between them has been shortened to 200 meters.
Wildcat No. 214 quickly approached the Type 99 ship behind it and exploded, while continuously increasing its speed.
"Da da da……"
The rear machine gunner of the Ninety-Nine Ship Explosives opened fire, tongues of flames surging, biting at the Wildcat No. 214. He wanted to resist the enemy from a distance. He saw with his own eyes that two Ship Explosives were shot down by the Wildcat in a few breaths, and he was filled with fear deep in his heart.
Now, Wildcat No. 214 has become a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh, and a nightmare in the hearts of all Japanese pilots who attacked Pearl Harbor.
Before the expedition, the empire's super aces Tetsuzo Iwamoto and Hiro Nishizawa vowed to shoot down Zhou Zhihan, but now they were shot down by Wildcat No. 214, which hurt morale.
Facing the firepower of the ship bomb, Wildcat No. 214 made another blade-shaped roll that made all bomber pilots despair. After passing under the right abdomen of the ship bomb behind, Zhou Zhihan did not pull up as usual, but steadily. Keeping the blade's rolling slope, it continued to sweep forward at a small slope. The No. 214 Wildcat was like a sharp blade cutting through the air. In a blink of an eye, it was under the belly of the front 99-type ship, and then diagonally left and forward. Pulling up the fighter plane, he accurately calculated the advance amount, and appeared like a surgical scalpel on the left side of the ship that was preparing to drop a bomb.
This 俿-shaped blade rolling action is too difficult and is Zhou Zhihan's original creation. Its difficulty lies in the fact that the pilot must always maintain the slope of the fighter plane's forward trajectory, which depends on the wind speed, angle, and the enemy plane's flight speed. You cannot make any mistakes in your judgment, otherwise you will miss a thousand miles or even risk a plane crash.
Hundreds of fighter planes were destroyed in the Pearl Mouth, and many pilots did not take off. They looked at the exquisite and exquisite 俿-shaped blade rolling and thought it was a dream:
"How can there be such exquisite flying skills..."
"This...this goes against the principles of dynamics..."
"This maneuver is like a sharp knife, cutting the air and tearing apart all the enemy aircraft's defenses. It is really like a sharp knife, making the enemy tremble with fear... God bless, Colonel Zhou is our friend... …”
"Don't worry about whether Wildcat No. 214 violates the principles of dynamics. Its existence is reasonable. Can you tell me what kind of maneuver this is?"
"This action is like cutting the enemy with a blade. I can guarantee that only Colonel Zhou can do it... Then... how about calling it the "Cold Blade Roll" maneuver?"
"The cold blade rolling maneuver... good... only Colonel Zhou is worthy of this blade rolling..."
"The cold blade is rolling..."
The American pilots looked at the No. 214 Wildcat that destroyed three warships in a row, waved and cheered.
