Chapter 100: The Aircraft Graveyard

At this time, the rear base of the Japanese army was still calling the night group over and over again, and the sudden loss of dozens of planes did not seem to remind them of the annihilation of the whole army, because in the news obtained before, Wei Qidong only dispatched one plane and was chased by ten night fighters of the Imperial Japanese Army. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Later, the Imperial Japanese Army sent dozens of planes to support, and the number was overwhelmingly superior, and besides, even if something unexpected happened, dozens of planes would always have news coming back.

However, with the slow loss of time, according to the calculation of the range of the Japanese planes, no matter what the results of the battle, it should be back, and if they don't come back, they will never come back if they don't have enough fuel.

"Baga, Yamamoto's agent team can't be contacted either......"

"Immediately send planes to search, and at the same time, ground forces are also dispatched......"

Finally, the Japanese army could not wait any longer and began to send forces to search. However, there were only two night fighters left at the airport, and they were not dispatched because of a malfunction that needed to be repaired. Now, there are no other aircraft available, and the only two night planes have been lifted off after emergency repairs.

The ground forces of the Japanese army, because they had been hit by a tornado for a round, and the rescue and recovery work had not yet been completed, so they reluctantly drew out a large group of troops to search in the direction where the tornado was fired.

The first to spot the anomaly was the Japanese night planes, who first discovered the wreckage of Yamamoto's special forces through the light of the burning fire on the ground, and the pilots immediately reported back some details of what they had discovered.

"Baga, it's Yamamoto's special team, it turns out that they didn't reply, but the whole army was wiped out, and it was really useless to rely on these two hundred people." The rear personnel of the Japanese army immediately analyzed that it was the Yamamoto special forces that were annihilated.

The demise of Yamamoto's secret service team was not only not sympathetic, but also ridiculed, who told them to spend so many resources of the empire and end up without any results.

The Yamamoto team didn't get much attention, and the team was destined to be short-lived, and even if it was occasionally mentioned by the Japanese, it was probably just a joke.

The fate of Yamamoto's special forces also basically indicates that Japan will not pay attention to special operations in the short term. If Kazuki Yamamoto knew about this result, I'm afraid that even if he returned to the arms of Amaterasu, he would not be able to close his eyes peacefully.

Kazuki Yamamoto would definitely think that this was not a crime of war, but that the Yamamoto Secret Service Team would be killed, because he believed that it would be impossible for any team of 200 people to withstand such a powerful and rapid blow as Wei Qidong. The only thing he Yamamoto Kazuki regretted was that he couldn't think about being captured alive from the beginning, but with a bombardment, no matter how powerful Wei Qidong was, he couldn't survive.

The Japanese have paid enough for their arrogance and greed, but this price is not enough to wake them up, because their ultimate fantasy is to dominate the world. Dominating the world is a battle of national fortunes, and even the fate of the entire country of Japan can be gambled like this, not to mention a small Yamamoto special team.

After the two Japanese planes reported on the situation of the Yamamoto special forces, they stopped it and continued to fly westward. On the way, from time to time, they could see the wreckage of planes, all of which were fighters of the Great Japanese Empire.

The wreckage of these planes did not alarm the two Japanese pilots too much, because they knew that Wei Qidong's planes could fire a long-range strike shell, and the hit rate was extremely high, and it was completely normal for these planes that first came into contact to be destroyed by such shells.

Subsequently, the wreckage of the aircraft found by the two planes slowly decreased, and they analyzed that it should be that Wei Qidong's kind of artillery shells were used up, so there was no way to attack unscrupulously, and the losses of the Great Japanese Air Force were also reduced.

Suddenly, a Japanese plane spotted a fire still burning in the distance, and then told the news to another companion who was searching in another direction.

The Japanese plane took the first step in the direction of the fire, and as he approached, he found that there were not only one place where the fire was burning, but many places, and some of them were still very small and the smoke was very large. The Japanese plane began to descend to an altitude to observe, and the pilot was shocked to find that more than 20 planes had actually fallen in this small area, all of which belonged to the Imperial Japanese Army.

"No, no, how is this possible?" As an air force, this Japanese pilot knew very well that unless it was shot down at a time of great proportion, how could the wreckage of more than 20 planes be distributed in such a small area.

However, what kind of attack force is needed to shoot down so many planes in a short period of time?

At this moment, the face of the pilot of the Japanese plane changed, and he saw that the instruments of the plane were as if they had been electrocuted, and he trembled wildly.

"What's going on?" The Japanese pilot's face changed and he began to debug, but no matter what he did, the instruments were no longer under control, and the plane began to fall.

"How so? How so? The Japanese pilot was shocked and began to try to control the plane, but the plane refused to obey the call.

"No, no, no......" The Japanese pilot roared frantically, but he could only watch his plane fall.

The pilot instinctively thought that it should be the problem of the plane itself, that the fault was not detected, or that it had not been completely repaired, that this kind of crash accident occurred, and he did not think that his plane was the same as the cause of the crash of more than 20 planes.

"Noda-kun, Noda-kun, what's going on?" At this moment, another Japanese plane flew over, and I happened to see Noda's plane falling.

Noda's radio equipment had already been burned out by a short circuit caused by the graphite wire, so naturally he couldn't answer.

With a "boom", the plane directly smashed on the ground, the entire fuselage was seriously deformed, almost broken into two, the fuel tank was smashed, and the fuel flowed out in a roar.

There are also electric sparks generated in the cabin of the "Horn Horn ......" from the burning of parts.

"Noda-kun......" Another Japanese pilot watched this scene sadly, and the plane came to Noda and circled.

"How could it be, how could it be ......" Arriving closer, this Japanese pilot, naturally, also saw this aircraft cemetery, and couldn't believe his eyes at all, and a chill enveloped his whole body.

This is an ominous place, this is an airplane graveyard, an airplane graveyard.

"No, no, I, I, I found, I found, I found, airplane grave, airplane grave......" The Japanese pilot reported incoherently over the radio.

"What? Please answer clearly......" The operator in the back didn't seem to understand the nonsensical language at all, and asked again.

......Suddenly, a faint sizzling sound came from under the instrument panel of the cabin, and then the hands of all the instruments swayed back and forth like a convulsion.

"Sakura calls, cherry blossoms call...... Sakura ......" came from the radio with a staccato sound, then suddenly fell silent, completely out of touch.

At the rear base of the Japanese army, the operator was still calling urgently again and again, and he could hear some questions in the tone of the previous pilot.

Sakura calls, please answer. Sakura calls, please answer ......"

"What's going on?" A young man came and asked.

"Report to Ikeda Shaoza that the plane that was sent out just now had a situation report, but suddenly, the signal was interrupted and I couldn't get in touch." The operator hurriedly reported.

"It may be that the radio is malfunctioning, continue to contact." Ikeda thought for a moment and said, because as a person who often deals with radios, he knew that the quality of Japanese-made airborne radios was indeed somewhat unstable, and problems were commonplace.