Age of Conquest Reborn

--go-->The newly appointed commander of the Third Fleet, Rear Admiral Sato, was very troubled. The China fleet was in a cat-and-mouse posture, hovering majestically just outside the range of the fleet's anti-aircraft firepower.

He no longer felt angry and ashamed of being teased. The anti-aircraft battle lasted for more than ten minutes, and not a single Chinese fighter jet swooped down to attack. The rain of bullets flying in the sky looked spectacular and beautiful, but had no actual effect.

Sato did not dare to order the artillery fire to stop. The Chinese fighter jets would immediately switch to a substantive attack. It would not be terrible if they attacked warships. What was terrible was that the Chinese fighter jets attacked the troop transport, which was a civilian ship with no resistance at all. Could it be that,

Just fight like this all the way to Yangon Port. There are still two hours of sailing, and there will be problems with the ammunition.

Sato's temples made a thumping sound. He groaned and held his head with both hands. "Within one day, Hasegawa Kiyoshi vomited blood and died. His own cerebral blood vessels burst and died. This really became a great shame to the Imperial Navy."

"He thought mockingly.

Sato was very depressed. The pilots of the second echelon of the Southern Flying Group of the Japanese Army were even more troubled and greedy than Sato. Seeing so many little devils below, they were stunned and refused to fight them. They were tossing up and down like monkeys. They could kill them.

Little devil? I don’t know what the commander is thinking?

Complaints are complaints, but none of the pilots violated Le Yiqin's orders. These pilots, who fought with real swords and guns in air battles, really didn't pay attention to the Japanese anti-aircraft fire. The second echelon of 250

More than a dozen fighter pilots, including at least eighty of them, relied on their superb flying skills to approach the Japanese warships at ultra-low altitudes, fire a few rounds of bullets, and then return to the formation unscathed.

Although there are more than fifty "Type 92" carrier-based aircraft on the three aircraft carriers that can take off for combat, Sato absolutely does not dare to take this risk. There are more than 200 Chinese fighter jets, a ratio of five to one, then

Aren't you going to die? The little money you have will soon be submerged in the Chinese fleet. The last bit of capital has been wasted, and you really have to go to a military court.

Flying up and down and circling for more than twenty minutes, the Japanese fleet's anti-aircraft firepower was still so fierce and dense. The clever guy in the second echelon turned his face in the cabin and saw the two auxiliary fuel tanks hanging on his plane.

An idea struck him, and he immediately called his companions.

"Three-two-five, be careful. Three-two-five, be careful. I'll throw away a pair of auxiliary fuel tanks. You shoot to blow up the auxiliary fuel tanks. Let's make a downpour of fire on the little devil's warship. How about it?" Pilot No. 325 was so impressed.

How about saying that he is the leader?

.The brain is enough, the attention is so ruthless, the sky is full of fire, no matter what, it has to fall a little bit on the little Japanese warship, then there are these guys who are good-looking. "Three, two, five, I understand, three, two, four, please do it immediately

Action." Pilot No. 325 agreed repeatedly.

Fighter No. 324 suddenly jumped up. Under the wings, two shiny silver oblong objects formed a free fall shape and drifted down towards the Japanese fleet. Fighter No. 325 sprayed out a string of arrows from the nose.

The tongue of flames hit the auxiliary fuel tank that was floating in front of me with a "boom" sound. A ball of fire bloomed in the air.

The sudden fireball and explosion frightened all the pilots in the second echelon. They thought it was the Japanese anti-aircraft firepower hitting this height. The commander of the echelon was even more shocked. He was about to order the fleet to climb up again, but found that it was not.

In that situation, the two fighter jets in the fleet had just returned to the unit, and the numbers on the fuselages were clearly visible.

"324, 325, what are you doing? Report the situation." The echelon commander asked sternly. Pilot No. 324 stuck out his tongue and stated his intention. At the end, he added a few words: "

Didn’t Commander Le say that if you throw the auxiliary fuel tank on the kid’s head, he’ll take credit from the front!”

The echelon commander grinned happily and said: "You have a good brain, you have a lot of clever ideas, and you have good ideas." Then, he opened the all-echelon communication channel, "Attention, all aircraft, throw away a pair of auxiliary fuel tanks. Follow the three, two, four just now,

The three-two-five action will rain down fire on the little devil. Of course, you can throw away both sets of auxiliary fuel tanks, and then you can return to the voyage." He did not forget to threaten.

Following the example, the pilots of the Japanese Navy were all smart and worked in groups. They took turns throwing away the auxiliary fuel tanks over the Japanese warships, and then exploded them in the air. The sky was filled with fire and rain, and they were on top of the smoke screen caused by the shells.

Falling down, the sailors on the Japanese warship were working hard, especially the Japanese sailors carrying ammunition, who were doing it with their arms bare, and the number of shells in the ammunition compartment was rapidly decreasing.

When the first ball of fire fell, the Japanese sailors cheered, thinking that they had hit the Japanese division's plane. Those were the fragments that fell after the explosion. It took more than 30 minutes to see the effect. At that time, morale was high.

Zhen, wishing he could turn into a human-shaped cannonball, fly into the air, turn into fragments all over the sky, and tear the Chinese fighter planes to pieces.

However, the rain of fire falling from the sky shocked all the Japanese commanders and sailors, didn't it? Could it be that in just such a short time, all the Chinese fighter planes were shot down? The artillery shells of the Imperial Japanese Army were too powerful

Amazing!

The rain of fire fell immediately, with more than 250 fighter jets and more than 500 auxiliary fuel tanks, covering the entire Japanese Third Fleet. "Whoosh!" A ball of burning fuel fell right at the feet of Commander Sato, who was watching blankly.

Sato, who was burning into a red sky, was still thinking hard about whether it was a China fighter jet carrying a new type of bomb?

Of course, he would not be as stubborn as ordinary Japanese sailors, believing that he shot down all the Japanese division's fighter jets. "Commander, your shoes are on fire!" his adjutant exclaimed.

Sato jumped up due to the severe pain. A staff officer picked up a bucket of dirty water and threw it over his head. The fire was extinguished, and the commander was like a drowned rat. His body was dripping with water, and his straight Major General uniform was stained.

Like a rag, a pair of shiny leather shoes were ruined, just like the busy staff Sato.

Sato was so angry that he yelled: "The new bomb of the China plane, organize fire extinguishing immediately, and the air shooting cannot stop!" Although this rain of fire could not cause serious damage to the Japanese warships, it did not cause serious damage to personnel and equipment.

Small.

The burning fuel fell on the Japanese sailors and spread quickly. Those Japanese sailors who were operating the artillery at the gun emplacement had flames on their bodies. They were still able to fire the artillery, so they ran away shouting and screaming.

He didn't even have time to take off his clothes. He couldn't bear the pain and plunged into the sea.

But there were also burning tongues of fire on the sea, exacerbating the disaster. All the warships of the Japanese Third Fleet, including the three aircraft carriers, were emitting black smoke and flames everywhere. Those who didn't know the inside story thought that the entire fleet had been destroyed.

When it came to a devastating blow, this rain of fire caused more panic to the Japanese sailors than a direct shelling.

Sato's order was naturally impossible to carry out. The spirit of Bushido could not withstand the flames that burned the skin and flesh to pieces. The intensity of the Japanese air fire immediately dropped to a negligible level.

Seeing this, the commander of the second echelon saw this as an excellent opportunity and immediately ordered: "Spread the attack and attack from all sides. The focus is on the carrier-based aircraft on the Little Devil aircraft carrier and the Little Devil on the warship. Let's have a good fight!"

More than two hundred fighter jets passed through the smoke and clouds, rushing towards their respective targets like eagles fighting rabbits. Japanese sailors were everywhere on the Japanese warships, rushing to put out the fire. The fighter jets passed by at low altitude, and strings of bullets poured down, splashing on the deck.

On the debut of Mars, Japanese sailors screamed and fell on the deck. Every fighter plane pounced on, taking away the lives of several or even a dozen Japanese sailors.

Without this fire, the Japanese sailors would not have been concentrated on the deck, and there would not have been such heavy casualties. A pilot's idea achieved unexpected results, and basically reached the point where the division commander Tang Qiuli was able to express his gratitude to the fleet.

The requirement was to "kill and injure a large number of Japanese sailors and weaken the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army without causing serious damage to the warships."

Those three aircraft carriers were the key targets of attack, and they were also caused by the more than fifty carrier-based aircraft that had not yet advanced to the hangar. More than sixty Navy fighter jets were divided into three groups and pounced on the aircraft carriers.

After a good round of strafing, the ** fighter jets took turns taking turns. The dense rain of bullets, like an iron broom, swept the flight deck of the Third Fleet aircraft carrier "Yunhui, Yunxiang, and Yunteng" wildly, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Warheads flew randomly, fireballs came one after another, and the debris and fuel from the explosion of the "Type 92" carrier-based aircraft rose up from time to time on the flight deck, causing even greater disasters to the Japanese sailors who put out the fire.

After a few back and forth, the last bit of Kiyoshi Hasegawa's fortune was turned into burning scrap metal. The thick smoke and fire on the three aircraft carriers were much more powerful than the Japanese warship. Sato was on his flagship

He went up, ignoring his feet that were as red and swollen as deli pig's trotters, he changed his movements and shouted: "Aircraft carrier, my aircraft carrier!"

The commander of the second echelon stopped as soon as he saw the situation. He knew that the downpour of fire would not cause much actual damage to the Japanese warships. Once the little devil reacted, his own echelon would be covered in the fire net. Although the little devil's shells were left

There is not much left, but it is enough to drink a pot. Is it true that too much is not enough? "All attention, immediately break away from the battle, climb to altitude, form air formations, and continue to consume Japanese ammunition." He gave the order.

The fighter jets of the ** division emerged from the thick smoke one after another, formed in the air, and hovered over the Japanese fleet. One fighter jet even passed right in front of Sato. The crazy interim commander, Major General Sato,

He pulled out his gun and fired all the bullets in the gun at the enemy fighter jet that had drifted away.

Then, he let go dejectedly, dropped the pistol on the deck, and said in a hoarse voice to the adjutant beside him: "Immediately make statistics on casualties and ship damage, especially the specific situation of the three aircraft carriers." He wanted to know that the Third Fleet

After being hit twice in succession, do you still have the ability to continue to resist the attacks of Chinese fighter jets? --over-->