vrcanaries Chapter 486 The Silly Bear vs. the Japanese Large Aircraft Carrier Group 3
Chapter 486 The Silly Bear vs. the Japanese Large Aircraft Carrier Group 3
"By the great god Jishou, what is that thing?! A cannonball??"
When Hatoyama Kōrimaru saw something resembling a torpedo flying rapidly overhead at an angle.
He couldn't help but let out a gasp.
Not only Hatoyama Choriki, but also the more than 100 Japanese pilots behind him were caught off guard by the missiles flying overhead.
Their mouths were agape, and several Japanese pilots even took their hands off the control stick.
However, they were quickly brought back to their senses by the sudden loss of control of their fighter jet.
Because after the missile flew rapidly over their heads and towards the position behind them.
An invisible and intangible current of air immediately swept towards them.
Caught off guard, the Japanese pilots crashed into this terrifyingly powerful turbulent current.
The fighter jet beneath them instantly lost control, and in a flash, the originally orderly formation of aircraft became a complete mess.
Those who were lucky only veered off course, and their planes only shook a few times before the Japanese pilots regained control.
Those that were less fortunate were directly swept up by the turbulence of the high-speed missile, causing their fighter jets to be flipped over in a deathly manner.
Several of the Japanese fighter planes had their wings broken off.
Some Japanese fighter jets even collided directly with the fighter jets next to them.
With a loud "boom," they both plunged into the sea below.
In an instant, the sea surface was like a dumpling being dropped into the ocean, with more than 20 Japanese fighter planes falling into the sea one after another.
Meanwhile, Hatoyama Kōrimaru was also affected by the turbulence caused by the missile.
However, with his extensive experience in piloting fighter jets, he quickly regained control of the aircraft beneath him.
At this moment, he no longer cared about the rioting fighter jets behind him.
Upon seeing the torpedo-like projectile, he suddenly remembered an intelligence report he had seen before takeoff.
The sentence above refers to the town of Jiushan, which was attacked by torpedo-like shells.
Moreover, just five of them destroyed most of the town of Jiushan.
And several fives just flew over his head.
Just thinking about this made Hatoyama Kyokimaru's scalp tingle.
His mind went blank, and he instinctively maneuvered the plane that had just stabilized, making a sharp turn and chasing after the missile that had just flown overhead.
But as soon as he turned the corner, Hatoyama Kōkimaru discovered in despair.
He could no longer see the torpedo-like shells; all he could see now were the plumes of smoke left by these strange shells.
The airborne radio communication range of his fighter jet was only one kilometer, making it impossible to quickly contact the rear headquarters to report the situation.
"Bagaya road!!!"
Hatoyama Kōrimaru cursed angrily, slamming his right hand hard against the side of the fighter jet.
A small dent remains on the side wall of the engine compartment.
"Hiss~~ Baka!!"
Hatoyama Kyorimaru gasped in pain from the throbbing in his fist.
But the intense pain in his fist quickly calmed him down, and he began to consider whether he should continue with his next move.
Based on the number of shells fired, Hatoyama Ryomaru believed that the enemy likely had more than one ship, at least three or more.
Moreover, it is highly likely that they will use their range advantage to launch long-range artillery bombardments against their home base.
However, if the enemy has more than one warship, then sending over 100 aircraft now might not be enough to stop them, and they could very well be destroyed by the enemy.
Then there's only one option left: buy time and send fighter jets back to guide the Imperial fleet.
With this in mind, Hatoyama Kōrimaru made up his mind.
He was to lead his squadron to delay the enemy fleet that was firing shells at the mainland.
We can't let them keep firing at our home base!
Moreover, the enemy has now pointed them in the right direction.
Hatoyama Kōrimaru looked up and stared intently at the dozens of plumes of smoke overhead.
His expression changed from anger and panic to ferocity and ruthlessness.
He immediately turned on the fighter jet's radio and called out.
"Warriors of the Empire, the enemy has revealed their location to us! Fight to the death with me!! We must hold back the enemy attacking the Empire and buy time for the Imperial fleet to arrive!!"
For the glory of the Locusts!!! Half a year!!!
"Half a year!!"
"Half a year!!!"
As Hatoyama Kōrikumaru's words of encouragement to the Japanese soldiers came to an end.
This immediately boosted the morale of the somewhat panicked Japanese pilots.
Seeing that he had boosted morale, Hatoyama Kōrimaru stopped circling in the air and locked onto the direction from which the shells were coming.
Push the fighter jet's throttle lever all the way up and head straight for the location of the Silly Bear, following the trail of smoke.
Behind him, there were about 80 Japanese fighter planes, closely following Hatoyama Kōrikimaru.
Inside the Silly Bear.
Bai Luo never expected that before his missiles even landed on the Japanese aircraft carrier group, he had already destroyed more than 10 Japanese fighter jets on the way.
Upon seeing the more than 20 enemy planes suddenly disappear, Bai Luo was initially stunned, but quickly realized what was happening.
For Bai Luo, this was a small, unexpected surprise.
However, Bai Luo's gaze was mainly fixed on the missile icons on the information warfare screen in front of him.
As the speed of the Xiongji missiles continued to increase, the 26 missiles were now less than 20 nautical miles away from the Japanese carrier group.
At this speed, the missile will reach the Japanese carrier battle group in less than two minutes.
Meanwhile, in the observation room of the bridge of one of the Japanese aircraft carriers.
Japanese General Kenjiro Kusunoki was looking through binoculars at the faint column of smoke in the sky.
His eyebrows, above his triangular eyes, furrowed involuntarily.
It makes people feel very uncomfortable.
His expression startled several Japanese officers nearby, who were familiar with his temperament, causing them to involuntarily take two steps back.
She was afraid that she might accidentally anger Kenjiro Kusunoki.
After all, this admiral is known for his volatile temper.
He likes to slap people's faces at the drop of a hat.
But at that moment, Kenjiro Kusunoki, whose brows had been furrowed like a chrysanthemum, suddenly spoke.
"Chiba, immediately order the fleet to increase its speed again."
Hi... Hi...
Colonel Chiba, a Japanese soldier who was so fat he looked like a pig, was startled when Kenjiro Kusunoki suddenly called his name.
The fat on his body trembled involuntarily.
After realizing that it was Kenjiro Kusunoki speaking to him, he quickly and somewhat stammered in response.
But as soon as Chiba turned around, his fat body and his bloated head realized that the fleet was already at its maximum speed.
If it goes any faster, the propulsion system in the hull probably won't be able to handle it.
Thinking about this situation, Chiba no Kishiro was unsure whether she should go and relay the order.
He froze on the spot, his face contorted with anxiety.
His already small eyes were completely covered by the fat on his face.
Kenjiro Kusunoki quickly noticed his expression.
When Kenjiro Kusunoki saw that Chiba was not conveying his orders but instead standing there in a daze, his expression darkened.
Moreover, the more he looked at his subordinate, the more he saw him as a fat pig, and a surge of anger welled up within him.
He thought to himself, "As an officer of the Empire, Chiba no Kishiro is utterly incompetent. I don't know how the cabinet ministers could have allowed such a fat pig to be promoted to this position."
Thinking of this, Kenjiro Kusunoki swung his hand back and hurled a powerful blow at Da Gua.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp slap, Chiba Shuxia, who was completely unprepared, was knocked off balance and staggered.
He lost his footing and collapsed to the ground.
The Japanese officers around them shrank back even further.
At the same time, he involuntarily took two steps back, fearing that he might be caught in the crossfire.
Somewhat dazed by the slap, before he could even react to who had hit him, he heard a familiar voice enter his ears.
The owner of that voice was none other than his superior, Kenjiro Kusunoki.
"Under the thousand-leaf tree, why don't you go and convey my orders? Do you have a problem with my orders?"
Others might not discern any emotion in the voice, but to the ears of the thousand-leaf tree, it was like a thunderclap exploding beside them.
Chiba, still somewhat dazed, scrambled to her feet and bowed, saying...
"No...no...but the fleet is currently at its highest level..."
"Snapped!"
Just as he stood up, he was slapped again under the thousand-leaf tree.
My already somewhat confused mind became even more confused.
He didn't know what he had said wrong again.
"Idiot, is your head filled with mush? The aircraft carrier has reached its maximum speed, so order the fastest cruisers to set off first!!"
"waste."
"Snapped!"
"idiot."
"Snapped."
"Pig."
"Snapped."
"A parasite on the Imperial Navy."
"Slap. Slap. Slap..."
The more Kenjiro Kusunoki looked at Chiba Kishiro, the angrier he became. With each curse he uttered, he slapped Chiba Kishiro's fat face.
The whole process lasted about a minute.
When Kenjiro Kusunoki felt his hand was getting tired, he stopped hitting Chiba no Kishiro.
At this moment, the fat face under the thousand-leaf tree was swollen like a pig's head twice its size.
I doubt even his mother would recognize him.
The Japanese officers around them wanted to laugh but dared not.
It was extremely difficult to hold back laughter, and two Japanese officers were even on the verge of bursting into tears.
He turned his head directly to look outside the bridge, held the binoculars in front of his eyes, and squeezed his face tightly with his wrists to stop himself from laughing.
"Nani? What is that?"