The shells of the anti-aircraft guns continued to explode nearby, and the shells continued to fall on the sea in front of them and explode, blowing up columns of water. The bombers were like swallows shuttling and dragging in the storm of shells. From time to time, seawater splashed on the windshield of the cockpit.

"Damn, bitch, fuck with Lao Tzu, fuck fuck ......"

Hearing Deng Zichao's scolding, Liu Jinsong knew that his partner was already excited, he didn't let himself get excited, when Deng Zichao was concentrating on piloting the bomber, he had to call the nearby bomber to follow.

Deng Zichao and Liu Jinsong are recognized as the number one torpedo bomber aces in the Imperial Navy, and the two have been partners since they joined the Naval Aviation, from Japan's sneak attack on the Empire, to the vicious battle between the East China Sea and the Ryukyu Islands, to several battles with the Japanese Combined Fleet, to the bombing of the Emperor's Palace, to the fierce battle with the US military in the Mariana Islands, the two have never been separated, and some people even wonder if they are homosexual!

"Lao Liu, tell everyone to follow, fuck, when did the Yankees have such fierce anti-aircraft firepower?"

The belly of the "sea eagle" is almost close to the sea surface, and all the "sea eagles" that have penetrated the defense are following behind Deng Zichao and Liu Jinsong's landlines, and more than 20 "sea eagles" have not been dispersed, and it is not the time to disperse.

"Keep up, keep up with all, don't be left behind!" Liu Jinsong called the bombers around him and quickly looked left and right.

Suddenly, a shell exploded in the upper left of the bomber, and the fuselage trembled violently, almost falling headlong.

"Damn, Lao Liu, how are you? I'm fine. ”

"I'm fine!" Liu Jinsong quickly checked himself. Then he looked to the left side of the plane and said, "Damn, the left wing was shot." Damn it! ”

"Damn, we can't go back anyway!"

Hear Deng Zichao's words. Liu Jinsong suddenly laughed, the gasoline in the fuel tanks on both sides of the wing had long been used up, and now only the fuselage fuel tank behind him still had more than 200 liters of fuel. The holes in the shrenchnel on the left flank did not threaten the safety of the plane, and Deng Zichao had already controlled the bomber.

"Go around the cruiser in front and attack the aircraft carrier!"

"Keep up. Bypass the cruiser in front and attack the aircraft carrier! Liu Jinsong immediately conveyed his partner's order to the other pilots.

When he looked behind the left again, there was a "sea eagle" flying a little higher

Hit by a shell, it should have been hit by shrunk from a 127-mm anti-aircraft shell that exploded nearby, blood stained the windshield in front of the cabin, the pilot must have died, and the "Sea Eagle" immediately lost control and crashed headlong into the sea. Liu Jinsong did not see the navigator climb out of the sinking bomber in the end.

In just three minutes, at least four "Sea Eagles" were shot down. If a torpedo bomber is hit by an anti-aircraft gun while flying at an ultra-low altitude, the pilot has almost no chance of survival. Shells generally came from the front. And the US military VT bullet shrapnel is powerful enough to kill the pilots inside. Even if the pilot had not been killed by shrapnel, the pilot would not have been able to escape for two or three seconds before the bomber crashed into the sea. And the "sea eagle" ground is too heavy. As long as it falls into the sea, it will sink in more than ten seconds, and the moment it falls into the sea, the pilot is easily unconscious.

This deprives the pilot of his last chance to escape.

"Fuck it, Captain, kill that cruiser!"

Hearing the shouting and scolding of the other pilots, Liu Jinsong gave an order instead of Deng Zichao: "No, our torpedoes are prepared for the aircraft carrier." Keep up with all of them, you can't just throw mines and attack aircraft carriers! ”

The bomber group was still flying rapidly in the direction of the aircraft carrier, and two more "Sea Eagles" were shot and crashed into the sea. One of them fell near the massive air defense cruiser. Liu Jinsong saw with his own eyes that the pilot wanted to pull the bomber up at the last moment, not to escape, but to crash into the cruiser and drag a few Yankees to accompany the burial. Liu Jinsong was even sure that the pilot had unlocked the torpedo insurance, as long as it hit it, it would be equivalent to an aerial bomb concentrating the US warship, but in the end he failed, the bomber fell on the sea about 50 meters outside the starboard side of the cruiser, and the small-caliber machine guns on the US battleship also fired dozens of shells at the fallen bomber, and both pilots were killed.

At this time, the remaining eighteen bombers had already circled the front of the cruiser, and Deng Zichao and Liu Jinsong's planes flew directly above the bow of the cruiser.

"Prepare to drop the bomb, damn it, aim ......"

Before Deng Zichao's words were finished, the bomber burst into flames, and then, smoke rose from the cabin.

"Old Deng, old Deng, pull it up!" Liu Jinsong screamed.

There was no voice from Deng Zichao in the headphones, and the bomber was lowering altitude.

"Old Deng, pull it up!" Liu Jinsong reached out and grabbed Deng Zichao's shoulder, and then shook it.

He suddenly felt a pang of unease, and he shook vigorously. "Old Deng, Old Deng......"

The bomber slowly pulled up at a height of about ten meters above the sea, and Liu Jinsong felt that Deng Zichao seemed to move, and then he felt that this was probably an illusion. The bomber also climbed only a little more than ten meters, and a group of shells flew and hit the right wing of the bomber, and the outer half of the wing was directly blown away.

The plane was finished, and at the last moment, Liu Jinsong pressed the button of the spare bomber and threw the torpedo hanging under the belly of the bomber. In this case, he did not think about whether the torpedo could hit the aircraft carrier, but how to save himself, and every pilot was trained in this area. But the problem is that there is no flight control system in the back seat of the "Sea Eagle", that is, Liu Jinsong cannot control the bomber.

The bomber slammed sideways into the sea to the right, and a huge force pressed Liu Jinsong on the left side of the cockpit, and then a huge force came out, he was unconscious for a few seconds, and when the sea water poured in, Liu Jinsong was awakened. He immediately held his breath, unbuckled his seat belt, and quickly climbed out of the cockpit as he crawled along the left side of the fuselage to the front. Immediately stunned by the scene in front of me.

The flight jacket on Deng Zichao's chest had been stained red with blood, and the surrounding sea water had also been dyed pale red, and blood was coming from Deng Zichao's chest. And the neck wells up.

"Old Deng, old Deng......" Liu Jinsong shook Deng Zichao. He couldn't believe that his partner, who had survived several times, would fall on the battlefield.

A violent explosion came, Liu Jinsong was awakened, he immediately wiped away his tears, and quickly unfastened the seat belt on Deng Zichao's body. Dragged his partner out of the plane, which was already more than half submerged. When the bomber disappeared from the sea, the life jackets on the two men had already inflated themselves, and the dye bag immediately dyed the surrounding sea water yellow after it came into contact with the seawater. Liu Jinsong hugged his partner to his chest and floated weakly on the sea. At this time, the battle was still going on.

Immediately after the captain's plane was shot down, the squad leader closest to the U.S. aircraft carrier immediately took over the command. The remaining dozen or so bombers continued to advance towards the American aircraft carrier. No one was cursing on the radio anymore, everyone saw the captain's plane hit and crashed into the sea, and there was one more thing they had to do before they could care about the captain. That is to drop torpedoes on the American aircraft carrier to complete this attack operation.

The anti-aircraft fire of the US forces was extremely fierce, and the two large cruisers had already circled to the starboard side of the aircraft carrier. And the anti-aircraft artillery fire on the aircraft carrier "Franklin" was also intensive. In less than a minute, six "Sea Eagles" were hit in a row, four of them were hit in a volley, and the pilots of the other two bombers were not able to escape.

Liu Jinsong saw these comrades-in-arms rushing towards the US aircraft carrier one after another. One bomber after another was shot down, and no matter how fierce the anti-aircraft fire of the US military was, it was not able to stop the pace of these bombers.

The remaining eleven "Sea Eagles" entered the attack channel, and the anti-aircraft guns on the US warships fired more fiercely, and on the other side of the battle, the US anti-aircraft gunners knew that if the torpedo bombers dropped the torpedoes, then the aircraft carriers would be in danger, so it was necessary to shoot down as many as possible before the bombers dropped the torpedoes!

Four more "Sea Eagles" were hit by shells, and almost all of them were hit from the front by shells from 20-mm and 40-mm anti-aircraft guns, and the pilots did not even have a chance to make a forced landing, and the dense rain of bullets and the parts of the aircraft that were blown up were enough to kill the two pilots on the bomber.

When Liu Jinsong saw seven "Sea Eagles" dropping torpedoes, he screamed, seven torpedoes, no matter how you say it, one or two hit the aircraft carrier. At the very moment when the torpedo was dropped, three of them were hit, and all of them exploded in volleys, and the bombers were almost blown to pieces.

The last four "Sea Eagles" were also shot down when they were withdrawn, and this is the result of a separate attack by torpedo bombers. None of the twenty-five torpedo bombers that took part in the attack escaped. In the face of powerful anti-aircraft fire, the survivability of torpedo bombers is too low, especially when there are no dive bombers to fight together, it is difficult for torpedo bombers to tear apart the air defense net of the enemy fleet alone. These pilots have done a better job, more than a quarter of the bombers dropped torpedoes, and if they were replaced by American torpedo bombers, maybe they wouldn't even have a chance to drop torpedoes!

On the sea, the huge aircraft carrier was still turning rapidly, and the captain must aim the bow or the ship at the torpedo channel, reducing the length of the carrier's projectile waterline, so as to avoid the torpedo as much as possible. Seven white thunder trails on the sea pierced directly at the aircraft carrier. Liu Jinsong prayed in his heart, according to the previous attack efficiency, there must be one this time, maybe two torpedoes hit the aircraft carrier, or even more.

A huge cruiser sailed by about 100 meters to Liu Jinsong's left side, and the American officers and men on the cruiser did not seem to see the two Tang Empire pilots floating on the sea, the battleship was still sailing in the direction of the aircraft carrier, and the anti-aircraft guns on the battleship were still firing at the fleeing bombers. Liu Jinsong also did not notice the cruiser, his eyes still fell on the aircraft carrier in front. At the same time, I mentally calculated the time.

“…… Twenty-five, twenty-six......"

Twenty-seven seconds after the bomber dropped the torpedo, the "Franklin" aircraft carrier shook violently, and then a huge column of water rose from the starboard side of the aircraft carrier very close to the bow of the ship, and after more than 10 seconds, a dull explosion was heard.

"Well done, fuck it!" Liu Jinsong finally couldn't help screaming.

At this time, the last "sea eagle" was concentrated by the shells, and suddenly slammed into the sea at an altitude of more than 300 meters, and then crashed straight into the sea, and no pilot parachuted, and in this case no one could parachute from the plane.

In the distance, when the bombed sea water gradually scattered on the sea around the aircraft carrier, the "Franklin" was still sailing quickly to the southeast. Black smoke was already rising from the port side of the aircraft carrier, but the speed had not decreased much, and the damage management personnel on the battleship had already been dispatched.

"Damn, why didn't you slow down?" Liu Jinsong looked at the sky around him, if there were still a batch of bombers at this time, this aircraft carrier would definitely be finished, but the problem is that not only are there no bombers hanging this bomb or torpedo, there is not a single fighter plane in the sky!

The two pilots were not spotted by the battleships of the American fleet, and the fleet headed southeast at full speed of 33 knots. The battlefield gradually calmed down, and soon, Liu Jinsong found that there were only the two of them on the sea.

Suddenly, Deng Zichao's body shook twice, Liu Jinsong was startled, and immediately hugged his partner.

"Lao Deng, Lao Deng, wake up, wake up!"

Liu Jinsong shook it vigorously a few times, but Deng Zichao did not react. Tears rolled down and silently mixed into the sea. A great sense of sadness surged into Liu Jinsong's heart, and he couldn't hold back it anymore. At first, he was still excited about hitting the US aircraft carrier, but now, he doesn't have any sense of excitement, all he has in his heart is sadness.

Deng Zichao's body had become cold, Liu Jinsong did not let go of his partner, he didn't believe that Deng Zichao just left, and he didn't believe that in this battle, he survived alone among the fifty pilots and navigators. Twenty-five bombers, fifty of the best servicemen of the Imperial Navy, and now he was the only one left.

The sea has gradually calmed down, and the wake of the American warship has disappeared. The backs of several sharks were exposed on the surface of the sea, and these sharks were hovering near Liu Jinsong, not daring to approach, and those yellow dyes contained shark repellent powder. Liu Jinsong didn't notice the approaching danger, he didn't even think that he was immersed in seawater, he was still surrounded by pain and sorrow.