Mikawa, who completed the shelling mission, was not easy, because on his way back, he encountered the American fleet. If he encountered a cruiser formation, Mikawa was really not very afraid, as far as the artillery battle was concerned, Mikawa felt that the Yankees were far behind him.

However, what a cheat, he actually crashed headlong into the strike circle of the US aircraft carrier formation. The Imperial Army sent exactly a convoy of transport ships. For the defeat from the night of the 12th to the 13th, the Navy did not know whether it was because of shyness or something else, and did not tell the Army the truth. Instead, the Navy told the Army that we had won a great victory over the U.S. in a naval battle. In fact, it is not wrong to say this, simply counting the losses in the naval battle, the losses of the US military are indeed greater. But the Navy didn't tell the Army: I was blown up by the Cactus Air Force bombs the next morning. On the night of the 13th, after Sanchuan shelled Kuah Island, it sent back a telegram that the shelling had been successful, and the navy seized the opportunity to blow it up: We had once again blown up the Kuah Island airport.

This "again" is such a magic word, and it can be interpreted in many ways. For example, the Navy's understanding of this is: just like the Tokyo Express in the past. The Army's understanding, however, was the same as the shelling of Kurita's battleships last time. So the army began to act according to its own understanding. Now that the navy has blown up the airfield, the convoy of transport ships that have long been parked in the harbor and is already full of people and cargo should hurry up and go to Kuah Island for reinforcements. If you don't go now, are you still waiting for the Americans to fix the airport before you go?

$a$本$read$novel(.( yb)(d)(u).) So a convoy of 11 transports (these were army ones) and 6 destroyers (these were navy) set off for Kuah Island.

As soon as the convoy of transports of the Japanese set off, the Americans knew about it (in the nearby seas the Americans arranged submarines). It just so happened that the USS Enterprise aircraft carrier formation of the United States was near Kuah Island. So the reconnaissance planes on the Enterprise immediately took off in search of the Japanese convoy. Preparing to carry out General Halsey's 18-character policy of defeating little Japan (kill little Japan, kill little Japan, and kill little Japan without stopping) is obviously much more efficient in killing little Japan than by shooting and shelling the island with guns and shells.

The reconnaissance planes that took off from the Enterprise did not find the convoy, but happened to find the Mikawa fleet first, which was in a hurry to return home. Although it is not the target that the aircraft carrier is looking for, it is better than nothing. In line with the principle that what is pulled to the plate is the dish, the Americans immediately made a move to Mikawa.

In round after round of bombardment, Mikawa struggled painfully. As the saying goes: life is like a strong (that) rape, if you are powerless to resist, just close your eyes and enjoy. Now this is not very accurate when applied to Sanchuan, first of all, the word "strong" was changed to a "wheel" word. What's worse is that he is neither able to resist nor enjoy.

From 5:55 a.m. on 14 June to 3:30 p.m., for nearly 10 hours, the carrier-based planes of the US aircraft carrier "Enterprise" and the shore-based air forces of Kuah Island and Espírito Santo Island launched a number of air raids on the Mikawa Second Artillery Formation on the way back, sinking the heavy cruiser "Kinugasa" and damaging the heavy cruisers "Chokai," "Maya," and the light cruiser "Isuzu." Just when Mikawa was already desperate, the lovely army saved him.

An American reconnaissance plane spotted the convoy of the Japanese army! Damn, there are big fish and big meat, who the is willing to gnaw on rotten turnips. Poor Mikawa, after being rotated several more times, was ruthlessly abandoned by the American aircraft carrier formation.

The energetic Yankees rounded the Japanese Army's convoy eight times before dark. Six of the 11 transport ships were sunk and one returned with serious injuries. Tanaka, who is known as a "stubborn man" in the Japanese Navy, commanded the destroyers who escorted the escort while doing their utmost to resist the US air raids and on the other hand quickly rescuing officers and men who had fallen into the water, and the six destroyers rescued more than 4,800 officers and men of the army. The remaining four boats managed to survive until dark.

At about 2 o'clock on the 15th, the four transport ships of the Japanese reinforcement formation finally arrived at Tasagfarunge Beach on Kuah Island and immediately began unloading. Tanaka led the destroyers to evacuate at 2:30 p.m., so as not to be wheeled by American planes again after dawn. After dawn, the US "Cactus" air force sank the four unprotected transport ships one by one, and burned all the supplies that had just been unloaded onto the beach -- 260 boxes of ammunition and 1,500 bags of rice -- with incendiary bombs. The Japanese army paid a great price to transport 13,500 people and 10,000 tons of supplies from Shortland Island, and in the end only more than 2,000 people and 5 tons of supplies were transported to Kuah Island! As a result, the Japanese on the island could only struggle in agony.

While the Japanese were struggling, Ron was struggling with pain. Originally, there was an opening in the inconsequential part of the butt yesterday, but it wasn't a big deal at all, and it would be no shit after a few days of resting. But I didn't want to have a high fever two days later. All at once, the temperature went up to 40 degrees. At first, because of the misleading injury, the doctor thought it was caused by an infection in the wound, and the damned wound did show signs of infection. After taking some anti-inflammatory drugs and antipyretics, he sweated a little, and the high fever subsided, Ron felt unusually tired, and the doctor told him to rest well and be fine.

The next morning, Ron woke up feeling refreshed, as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for the fact that his ass wasn't good yet, he would have wanted to go out on a plane to bully and bully little Japan - you know, bullying people is the foundation of happiness. But this good feeling didn't last long. In the evening, Ron was lying on his bed, watching the sun set, and making a bet with a few guys about whether the Japanese would come tonight. At this moment, Ron suddenly felt that the oncoming sea breeze was a little cool and swishing, making people feel a little cold. Since coming to Dagua Island, Ron has never felt too cold. You know, this is tropical, and it's close to the equator, and there's one season a year here: the hot season!

But now Ron really felt cold, first his fingers began to get cold, and after a while, even his back felt cold.

"Why is it so cold?" Ron said, his voice shaking.

The comrades who were still chatting with him just now immediately reacted that Ron must have malaria. One ran out to find a military doctor, while the others took care of him.

At this time, Ron's whole body was so cold that his whole body was shrunk, his face was pale, his teeth chattered incessantly, and his upper and lower teeth bumped and made a gurgling sound. In the words of "Water Margin", it is called: "Thirty-six teeth catch the right child and fight".

But by the time the medic arrived, Ron was no longer cold, and he was now starting to have a fever. Chills followed by high fever are the most typical symptoms of malaria. It is precisely because the body temperature of patients with this disease is high and low, cold and hot, that Chinese folk also call it "swinging".

This time the heat is completely different from the last time. The high fever lasted for more than 3 hours. During this period, there were several times of confusion.

Malaria is not new on Kuah Island. The Marine Corps is such a sea of people. However, in the Air Force, Ron did get a first, the first pilot to get malaria. Since he had not yet been diagnosed, he did not know that he was still the first in Kuah Island: the first falciparum malaria patient.

The doctor prescribed Ron some artificial quinine, which was the cure for malaria at the time. After the Japanese army occupied Southeast Asia, they controlled all the world's major natural quinine producing areas. So the triumphant propaganda that if the Americans dared to counterattack, without quinine, without the Japanese, malaria would make those Yankees collapse.

However, these Japanese were disappointed. In the words of the political teachers of the milk bottle, they did not study the Marxist-Leninist Taizu Thought well (the Japanese during World War II: What is the Taizu Thought?). I don't know how to look at the problem from the perspective of development, and the fashionable way to put it is: Ya has not kept pace with the times (this is nowhere to learn). They do not understand the scientific assertion of Emperor Sejong of our dynasty that "science and technology are the primary productive forces." Unexpectedly, the Americans invented those cheap and abundant artificial quinines.

Supposedly, with quinine and Ron's physical fitness already good, his condition will improve soon. But the facts surprised the military doctors.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Ron's malaria flared up again, this time the hypothermia lasted for more than an hour, you know, the general malaria chill phase lasted for about ten minutes, and then the high fever lasted only an hour.

An hour later, Ron, who had gone away without sweating, fell asleep on the boat tiredly. But just a few hours later, at 4 p.m., malaria struck again. This time it was even more weird, and he didn't even have a chill process to start a high fever. The high fever never went down. George the Medic and Marcos, the orderly who had been following Ron, kept him cool with a towel soaked in ice water. And several military doctors stayed aside with heavy faces. It wasn't until 8 p.m. that Ron's high fever subsided, but he still didn't sweat when the fever subsided.

As soon as the fever subsided, Ron fell into a deep sleep. His orderlies sent several military doctors to the door and asked softly:

"Doctor, is Chief Ron alright?"

A few military doctors, you look at me, I look at you, and finally, a tall military doctor spoke:

"Mr. Ron's illness is strange," he paused, and looked at each other with the doctors, "I've seen a lot of malaria, but we haven't seen it yet." ”

"So, Doctor, Chief Ron, he ......"

"Let's observe again, besides, the conditions here are too bad, it's best to change him to a place with a better environment."

On the third day, Ron had only one seizure, but it lasted surprisingly long, with a fever lasting up to 10 hours, accompanied by a severe headache. The medics were almost helpless about it.

After Ron had fallen asleep, Marcos and Roy, another soldier sent to look after him, looked at the sleeping Ron and began to chat without a word.

"What do you say the chief says when he is delirious? I don't think it's English. ”

"Chief Ron is a man of many languages...... However, if you learn a foreign language, you can learn to speak nonsense like a superior, and you can speak it in a foreign language. ”

"Isn't it...... Just now, the chief seemed to be saying a name repeatedly. It seems to be called "Xena" or something. Well, this man must owe a lot of money to the chief......"

"Nonsense, I obviously heard more of another name appear in the chief's mouth, as if it was 'henna' or something. I think he must owe more money to the chief......"

On November 19, a transport plane landed at Kuah airport. The plane did not bring anything to Kuah, but took a person with it. On this very day, accompanied by a group of doctors and nurses, Ron was taken to Hawaii by this plane.