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Chapter 61 Chinese Air Force

Yamamoto Iroji pondered for more than ten seconds. Each second seemed extremely precious under the current circumstances. Because it is very likely that the information they had just passed was deciphered by the enemy in the next second, causing the entire plan to be wasted.

Then he stood up from behind the desk and said in a stern voice: "Get in touch with the unknown group and confirm the other party's identity."

Tadaichi Nagamoto, who received the information, seemed quite surprised. Because he knew clearly what it means to "get in touch with an unknown aircraft group". The entire fleet kept strictly silent during the sneak attack on Pearl Harbor. He had taken great risks just now when he communicated with General Yamamoto, and once again sent a message to the other party...

That means to some extent that they will give up the "climbing new mountains" action.

He frowned slightly, spent a few seconds thinking about the profound meaning behind the command of the Supreme Commander, and then barely found a reason-the aircraft.

Such a large number of bombers could never have taken off an aircraft carrier, and as they know, nearby islands do not have the ability to accommodate air force formations of this size. This means that these aircraft took off from some large airport and then met the fleet. The only possible large airport nearby is Pearl Harbor, but these cannot be American.

You should know that just a few minutes ago, the Japanese government had declared war on the US government and withdrew embassy personnel from Washington. At this time, if the US military fleet met its own fleet, the only reaction was to bomb without hesitation.

Excluding the above two points means that these bombers have at least the ability to cruise intercontinental - they took off from some continent.

Such incredible excellent performance...

General Yamamoto was moved.

If such a bomber could be obtained, its strategic significance would be no less than the successful destruction of the American fleet in Pearl Harbor.

The successful sneak attack may make the US Navy unable to recover in a short period of time, but the next step will awaken the sleeping giant. In Nagashima's mind, this action is actually a drinking poison to quench thirst - for the sake of oil, the empire had to find another powerful opponent for itself.

But if we can imitate the type of aircraft flying behind the fleet...

He knew clearly what that meant.

After pondering for more than ten seconds, Nagashi Yunzhong issued an order to release the radio silence and contact the unknown aircraft group.

However, after a few anxious minutes of waiting, Tadaichi Nagamo received a reply-

It's a Chinese plane.

He narrowed his eyes in surprise: "Chinese plane?!"

"Yes." The communications officer lowered his head slightly, "The other party called himself the Chinese Air Force."

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Empire bomber formation. Sky Fortress, in the command cabin of the Wild Eagle.

Colonel Bao Hui took three seconds to get out of his dull state and looked up at the distant sky.

That's right.

They set off at 7:23 am. It is expected that the time to arrive at the designated location is 2:30 pm, and the error should not exceed ten minutes.

However, at this moment...

The setting sun ahead is like blood.

Not only in the afternoon, but also near evening. This means that the time has been delayed by at least four hours. From the messages sent by the Japanese, they knew that the time is now at 7:55 pm.

December 6, 1941.

"Maybe it's... species." The adjutant's voice seemed to rub against each other, but it was wrapped in a ball of cotton. He pursed his lips tightly, looked out of the cabin with a one-tenth of luck, and pointed to the volcanic clouds like mountains in the distance, "Maybe it's the ability of species that we have hallucinated."

Bao Hui looked at him silently until his face gradually turned ashen and lowered his hands weakly.

Because now, everyone can hear a lot of sounds - they intercepted a lot of information over the Pacific Ocean with advanced electronic devices that are far beyond the technological level of this era. And summarizing this information, they came to an amazing conclusion.

It is World War II.

But it was not the World War II that they knew.

The Ming Empire had long been destroyed, and the country that replaced it was called "Qing". Just a few decades ago, the Qing emperor abdicated, and the current China was called "Republic of China".

It is this China... that is being invaded by the Japanese.

And it almost fell into half of the country.

They don’t know what the history of the past few hundred years is, nor why the Japanese have the courage to invade China’s mainland.

But just a message like "half of the country falls" is enough to surprise everyone - how could this happen? Such a message even shocks them more than the fact that the entire formation is not clear about why it comes to such a time and space.

The adjutant stood up and looked at the vast ocean below. There was a Japanese naval fleet there. The complex emotions in his heart almost made him lose his voice. It took several seconds to squeeze out a sentence from his throat: "What should we do?"

Bao Hui lowered his head with a gloomy face, and then whispered: "Raise the height. Correct the course. Go towards the predetermined target."

When this sentence comes out, the cabin is silent.

Before the adjutant could speak, another lieutenant colonel had already stood up: "We are no longer there!"

He stared at the big eyes and panted: "The most urgent thing is to find the airport to make a landing! There is no species in this world, now it is 1941!"

The adjutant also strode to Bao Hui: "Old Wang is right, we...we..."

He repeated these two times, but he didn't even know how to continue.

Bao Hui raised his head and looked at the two men coldly: "Emergency landing? Where to go for a forced landing? Have you considered the consequences?"

"Go to the Republic of China? That's not an empire! Then how do you tell them? - We came here from 60 years later? It doesn't belong to this world yet? Then what? We will change the history of this world!"

"So what if it changes?" Lieutenant Colonel looked at him without any weakness. "No matter how much the Republic of China Empire is, it is China! Now China is being beaten by others - don't you want to do your part? Or do you still want to go back?"

"Wang Huijia. Remember. No matter where you are, no matter when you are, you are an active soldier." Bao Hui looked at him gloomyly, "You are not up to you to go back or not. I think maybe moving forward according to the established plan will return to the original world. We can still have time to complete our mission. I didn't ask you any advice, you just need to implement it."

"Maybe? I still think we may not be able to go back until tomorrow!" The lieutenant colonel smiled disdainfully, "You said maybe, I said maybe, why should you listen to you?"

"Just because I am the commander of this formation." Bao Hui stood up and pressed his hand against his waist, "Wang Hunjia, do you want to mutiny?"

However, Lieutenant Colonel Wang Huijia smiled indifferently and pulled out his pistol first: "So what's wrong? I have long disliked you - it's amazing to have a title? I've been promoted to this day by military merits. What are you? I want everyone to die with you?"

Bao Hui's face calmed down. He ignored the muzzle that Wang Hunjia was pressing against his forehead, slowly pulled out his gun, and also pressed against Wang Hunjia's forehead.

During the whole process, the lieutenant colonel's fingers on the trigger were tightened and tightened, and a fine cold sweat oozed out of the forehead, but he never pulled the trigger.

Bao Hui smiled coldly: "You have the courage? If you have the courage, you can shoot. Then do whatever you want."

Wang Huijia didn't say anything, but his hand didn't move away. Bao Hui frowned at the adjutant standing aside: "Supply his gun."

But the adjutant did not move.

Bao Hui looked at him again, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Jiang Youdi?"

The adjutant pursed and pulled out his own gun. Then he pointed the gun at Bao Hui: "Sorry, sir. Lao Wang is right. At this time, so many people's lives... you can't stand it alone."

Bao Hui's eyes changed back and forth between the two people, then took a deep breath and lowered his right hand.

Wang Huijia hesitated for a moment and put down the gun in his hand. Then he took a step back, thought for a while, and eased his tone: "Chief Bao, it's not that I'm afraid of death. It's that we don't want to die meaninglessly. Keep flying down, maybe we will enter US airspace - we may be knocked down and go back, and we won't be able to complete the mission."

"If we really can't go back - we can go to China. No matter what its name is now, we are at least the same ancestor. The most important thing is... Maybe there are types here. We can let them know the news in advance, and we can kill the mess before they wake up - isn't it better than flying forward and killing them?"

"But it's just my personal opinion. As I said before, it's a very important situation now. It's impossible for you or me to make a decision here. I suggest - make the situation clear and all staff vote."

Bao Hui looked at the adjutant coldly: "You have this opinion too?"

"yes."

So Bao Hui sneered: "Do you think it is bound to die? Then I ask you, on the battlefield, the enemy's entire armored division is chasing you and asking you to bring an infantry battalion to block it. Is this kind of mission considered bound to die? Then you will be a deserter? Or you will be a company and ask you to go to the enemy's occupied area to find out the enemy's movements. You may also die if you can't find the large army - are you also a deserter?"

He slowly sat down and leaned on the back of the chair, stared at the two of them with his head tilted for a while, and threw the gun in his hand on the table with a "snap": "Okay, everyone voted. I want to see how many more are real soldiers."

The height of the aircraft group is lifted.

The fleet below, which was no longer a friendly army but an enemy, did not act rashly. It took time for the fighter jets on the aircraft carrier to take off - not to mention that there is no advanced catapult device on the ship.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief. Others...

The vote took half an hour - this was the highest efficiency under the suppression of military orders. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)
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