Can I say this: There are three flowers in bloom, one for each? (laughing out loud)
Sorry, Pearl Harbor is a bit long and made some friends wait too long.
But there is no way. For such a major historical event, it is disrespectful to everyone to write about it in an anticlimactic way.
Nearly a hundred warships, four hundred fighter planes were destroyed, and thousands of people died. They must be dealt with one by one.
However, the sneak attack was over, and Zhou Zhihan led the Americans to start a counterattack.
By the way, please ask for another monthly ticket!
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The Japanese's second attack lasted for more than an hour, and further expanded the results of the first wave of attacks. When Mizuo Fuchida piloted the fighter plane to retreat for the last time, he left the Americans with a real hell on earth.
Pearl Harbor was filled with fire and mushroom clouds of gray, brown, black, red, purple and black.
The destroyed warships made sounds and exploded from time to time, and fuel and ammunition splashed everywhere, embellishing this hell on earth that was suffocating, frightening, and vomiting.
Wounded soldiers were everywhere, wailing all over the place, and cries for help kept coming, making the medical staff who were used to seeing life and death and had long been indifferent to death tremble.
The blood on the ground turned into a river, and the water in the harbor turned reddish brown. The corpses and stumps of American officers and soldiers floating on the water could be seen everywhere, helplessly colliding with each other, sinking and floating, being busy coming and going. The battleships were pushed to both sides, then returned together and continued to collide, separate, rise and fall...
It was not the time to salvage the bodies yet. We were worried that the Japanese would launch a third wave of air attacks. Therefore, as long as there were mobile warships in Pearl Harbor, they all moved outside the harbor to set up defenses.
Although the sailors couldn't bear the warship to touch the corpses, considering that the Japanese might also launch an air attack, everyone wiped their tears and looked at the corpses swept away by the warships. Some knew them, but most didn't. They didn't recognize them. It's because they are lying on the water, or they are mutilated...
Seeing the last Japanese commander's fighter plane leaving, Zhou Zhihan emerged from the clouds in the Tantras Mountains. His fighter plane "ran out of bullets" and could only get into the clouds to seek shelter.
Zhou Zhihan didn't dare to land at the airport.
After the disaster, the American's heartstrings were stretched to the extreme and could be broken at any time. At this time, the sky was thick with smoke and the visibility was still very low. It was impossible to think of him as an enemy plane and shoot him down.
Zhou Zhihan piloted Wildcat No. 214 and landed steadily on the road not far from the apartment where Kimmel lived. The road was pockmarked by Japanese bombings, but there was always a place for fighter planes to land.
As soon as Zhou Zhihan jumped off the plane, Kimmel's communications soldier ran over: "Colonel Zhou, General Kimmel, please come over."
The communications soldier had been standing behind Kimmel, watching with his own eyes that the Japanese who were beaten by No. 214 Wildcat did not dare to approach. When he saw Zhou Zhihan, his face was full of admiration.
The fuselage of No. 214 Wildcat is full of pits and pits left by shrapnel splashes, and there are traces of gunpowder smoke in many places. This is caused by the flames carried by the shock wave when the enemy plane exploded.
However, these bullet marks make the wildcat look more majestic, like a warrior who has just returned victoriously.
Zhou Zhihan returned the favor: "I'm just looking for the general, please take me there!"
The two trotted all the way and came to Kimmel.
"On behalf of all the soldiers at Pearl Harbor and on behalf of the American people, thank you!"
Kimmel first saluted Zhou Zhihan with a standard salute, and several officers and soldiers standing behind him to protect him also saluted Zhou Zhihan.
"This is what I should do. General!" Zhou Zhihan replied, "The soldiers of the Flying Tigers are fighting bloody battles in China, which proves the friendship between China and the United States."
Zhou Zhihan then said directly: "General, with all due respect, the Japanese launched two consecutive waves of air strikes, destroying 80% of my warships and aircraft. Based on my many years of experience in fighting with the Japanese, I don't think the Japanese will Stop here, they are vicious wolves that eat people without leaving any bones, and they will definitely continue to look for and attack our intact oil depots and submarine bases."
Kimmel nodded: "Colonel Zhou, this is also what I'm worried about. Pearl Harbor is now in a mess. More than 80% of the warships have lost their combat effectiveness. The remaining ones cannot hold up the sky of Pearl Harbor. The land-based artillery positions have also been bombed. The officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and it is difficult to organize a dense defense. If the Japanese launch a third wave of attacks, we will be in a state of false defense. What do you think we should do?"
Zhou Zhihan's eyes were firm: "Counterattack."
How to counterattack, how to track the Japanese fighter planes as they retreated... Kimmel was stunned and said nothing. He knew that Zhou Zhihan would continue talking.
"Please give the general's order to assemble all the fighter-bombers in Pearl Harbor that can take off. We will follow the Japanese to find the aircraft carrier and catch them off guard."
Kimmel did not hesitate to order: "Pass my military order to use all the power to quickly fill all bombers that can take off with ammunition and fuel, and order the ground crew to ensure that the bombers can take off even if they use their bodies to cushion the bomb craters." Take off. Everything must be ready within twenty minutes and await subsequent orders!"
"Yes. General!"
Several messengers rode on military motorcycles and rushed to major airports at lightning speed.
Kimmel regained the courage of a general leader. He looked at Zhou Zhihan with bright eyes and said with an expectant expression, "How sure are you of finding the Japanese?"
"At least 80%." Zhou Zhihan said firmly, "But I can't guarantee that the fighter-bombers brought out can return safely. They may be intercepted by the Japanese as soon as they take off, or they may be discovered before they fly above the Japanese fleet. And shot it down. I can guarantee that after seeing our counterattack, the Japanese will never dare to launch a third wave of attacks on Pearl Harbor."
"Okay. As long as you can lead my fighter-bomber group to find the Japanese fleet, it will be worth it even if all the American pilots die. But you must come back."
Kimmel said as he slapped Zhou Zhihan's right arm hard with his left hand.
"At least let the Japanese know that the United States is still tenacious and we still have the power to fight back. Let them know that we are not just at the mercy of others. As long as our aircraft fleet appears in the sight of the Japanese, it will be a shock to them."
Kimmel continued: "Colonel Zhou, you estimate that the Japanese aircraft carrier will be at that location."
"I led the Flying Tigers out for target shooting in the morning and saw the Japanese planes flying in from the north. After they succeeded, they assembled above Cape Kaena twice, then retreated and flew to the south. I think this is the Japanese's attempt to attack the east and attack the west. Plan, I am sure that the Japanese aircraft carrier is within 200 nautical miles north of Pearl Harbor at this time."
Kimmel regained his composure, his expression was resolute, and he couldn't help but nod his head after listening to Zhou Zhihan's analysis.
Zhou Zhihan continued his analysis: "The communication distance of Japanese fighter planes does not exceed 200 nautical miles. If the aircraft carrier wants to recover the fighter planes, it must ensure that the distance between it and the carrier-based aircraft is within the overnight range, otherwise the injured fighters will crash into the sea. It’s dangerous and it’s very demoralizing.”
Kimmel could only nod. Zhou Zhihan's analysis was too good. As the commander of the Pacific Fleet, he naturally knew that carrier-based aircraft are the fist of an aircraft carrier. Without carrier-based aircraft, an aircraft carrier is a tiger without claws. Every time the carrier-based aircraft is recovered, It not only takes back the fist, but also increases the confidence of the pilots so that they will always have a sense of belonging, which is very important.
Fifteen minutes later, several messengers came back one after another. All the fighter planes that could fly were ready, and the pilots asked to go out to fight and beat the Japanese hard.
Kimmel looked at Zhou Zhihan.
Zhou Zhihan: "How many more fights are there?"
