After the incident, the investigation report submitted by the US Navy Command in Japan to the Japanese Defense Agency reads:

On 12 August, the 147th Fighter Wing of the USS Independence, the aircraft carrier battle group of the Pacific Fleet of the US Navy, dispatched several F-14 fighters to carry out a surprise mission.

When the formation sailed to a distance of 110 kilometers from the Futenma base, the throttle valve of an F14 fighter suddenly went out of control, and the entire F14 formation was forced to enter a sound state .......

The U.S. Navy is deeply sympathetic to the experience of some members of the Navy on 12 August, and regrets the performance failure of the F14 fighter throttle.

In this official document, the U.S. military stationed in Japan only admitted in fact that I was involved in the events of that day, and explained why Feiyin was caused by physical logic.

As for the rest? Sorry, not at all.

Pressed by the media: Sorry, there is no comment on military secrets.

And then...... and there is no then.

The truth about the "89,812 sound accident of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force" was not accidentally revealed by a malicious guy until the information age after the popularization of the Internet in the new century.

For Taka Kato, who was at the scene at this time, the situation he was facing at the moment was definitely not explained by the bullshit official document of the US military stationed in Japan.

In order to ensure the safety of trains traveling in opposite directions, the 300-kilometer-high railway has made it mandatory to maintain a minimum distance of five meters between the lines.

Even so, the high-speed train, which had a relative altitude of only Mach 53 at the time of the meeting, was subjected to an impact pressure of one ton per square meter, which was equivalent to a Republic Type 99 main battle tank running over the hull.

When a sound fighter with a height of 2o meters from the ground, a dead weight of more than 20 tons, and a degree of Mach 1.2 swept by, the impact on the ground was equivalent to that of several Type 99 main battle tanks?

This kind of strict scientific question is for the members of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force who are running around at the material transfer site at the Naha dock. It's a hard question to answer.

Looking at the Japanese soldiers approaching quickly outside the cockpit and scurrying all over the ground, Ning Lei sighed softly.

Although the emotions from the genes drove the fingers like a tidal wave, buttoning the incomparably bright red shooting button that controlled the M61 Vulcan six-barreled cannon, reason and glory suppressed this emotion at the very bottom of Ning Lei's heart.

Pushing rods, turning rudders, and stepping on the accelerator, the world in front of Ning Lei began to spin extremely fast.......

Takashi Kato never thought about it. Red would leave such a deep mark on one's own life.

What can you do in 7.3 seconds? Kato Taka had just shouted hoarsely twice - dodge! Lie down!!!

The rushing F14 fighter jets are already close at hand.

The behemoth tens of meters wide came like a violent tropical cyclone, accompanied by the silent silence that quietly appeared, adding an incomparably strange and terrifying atmosphere.

As if a large mass of flames tumbled out of hell, a blazing red quickly enlarged under Kato's eyes, covering the entire pupil in an instant.

Kato desperately agitated his Adam's apple and vocal cords without making a sound, like a dying fish on the beach.

The flaming golden red was getting closer and closer, and a helpless shiver happily took over Kato's body and soul. Am I going to die?

Without warning, a large mass of flames suddenly rolled in front of Kato's eyes, with a golden afterimage quickly streaked across Kato's field of view, disappearing into the space above his left eye, and then three more light gray tracks swept past the left edge, right edge, and top of Kato's field of view.

Before Kato could turn his head to find and track the golden red F14 fighter, the ensuing violent air quickly lifted Kato into the air.

Kato's eyes were still a flaming red. However, it is not the F14 fighter that seems to have come out of hell, but the Rising Sun Flag, which embodies the glory and glory of the Imperial Japanese Navy for nearly a hundred years.

Facing the night breeze from Naha Port, the flag of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force, which hangs on the top of the multi-purpose mast of the Asagiri-class destroyers DD152 and DD153 Yukiri, has already ignited two orange-red flames.

Below the sun flag, several colorful international signal flags closer to the top of the mast were also emitting several puffs of black smoke, and it was obvious that the golden-red fighter tail flame had just swept the masts of the "Mountain Mist" and "Night Mist".

Before Kato could hit the ground, a sonic boom that was left behind by the F14 fighter jet and exploded like thunder rolled in.

Almost instantaneously. The portholes of the six Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force ships docked at the dock in Naha all shook in unison.

When the frequency of trembling reached its limit, the glass on the porthole first froze, and then exploded into countless tiny fragments, which rained down from the bridge like a rain.

Before being stunned by the huge sonic boom, the sudden circle of white smoke on the bridge of the Yamagiri was the last memory of the night of August 12 left by Kato Taka.

Cruise's whole body was soaked, and his once rock-solid arm trembled imperceptibly. Although the current landline has jumped to thousands of meters of airspace, Cruise still ignores the fact that Futenma Airport is in front of him, and allows the fighter plane to continue to climb.

Before leaving, Cruise could not have imagined that a simple pilot mission would become like this. Not only did he go between life and death, but he almost got into big trouble.

Before the landline crashed into the assembled crowd of the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force, Ning Lei climbed over the superstructure of the two ships on the dock in the mountain fog and evening fog, and forcibly drove the plane across nearly 100 meters of space, burning only two Japanese military flags and breaking a few pieces of bridge glass.

Ning Lei patted his ass and disappeared, and the vulture team that followed closely behind Ning Lei was in trouble.

At a low altitude of more than 20 meters, at a degree of Mach 1.2, he used a roller to maneuver over obstacles, which was definitely not done by flying technology, but by flying intuition.

If the plane crashes directly into the crowd of the Self-Defense Forces, the matter will be a big deal, regardless of the sonic boom, after the F14 fighter fighter is fully fired, the tongue of fire at the tail vent that is more than ten meters long and thousands of degrees Celsius will casually approach the crowd, and I am afraid that a few will be cooked on the spot.

However, Huo Ran turned off the engine afterburner and sharply reduced the power of the fighter, and it was definitely the vulture team that died at low altitude.

In front of the course is the crowd of people in the assembly of the Self-Defense Forces, and on the right is the towering superstructure of the destroyer Sanki, and only the left side of the course and the sky on the square are unobstructed.

Almost instantly, the three light gray F14 fighters invariably chose to pull up urgently, fortunately, the F11a+, equipped with the F11o aviation engine, had a thrust-to-weight ratio of o.9, and when there were still hundreds of meters away from the crowd, the F14a+ successfully turned into the climb course, and finally skimmed a few hundred meters above the top of the crowd.

For the members of the Self-Defense Forces at the rally, although the bad luck of turning into a skewered fire was avoided, the ensuing huge sonic boom still shook the entire crowd to the ground.

The four fighters came fast and went faster, and after 1o seconds, except for the slightly flashing navigation lights in the direction of Futenma Airport, there was no trace of the fighters flying in the sky.

Ryuji Yamamoto, the captain of the Kurama, who rolled under the table, slowly poked his head out.

Looking up, Yamamoto was shocked to see that the entire rally was in shambles, the grass was full of Self-Defense Force members in various rolling positions, the spotlights used for lighting had been destroyed, and the field was dark.

The scene at the dock was even more bleak, as all the portholes were shattered, and all six ships automatically activated the damage alarm, and the swirling blood-red alarm laser seeped out of the broken portholes from time to time.

The Japanese military flags and international signal flags burning at the masts of the two ships in the mountain fog and evening fog were about to be extinguished, and the faint black smoke meandered along the masts of the two ships.

On the night of 12 August, six ships under the jurisdiction of the Second Self-Defense Force Group of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force lost all 154 portholes, two Japanese naval flags, 13 international signal flags, and seven navigation lights.

The prognosis was that a small number of SDF members were discharged from the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force early due to hearing loss, .......

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