"Hum~~~" The strong noise brought by the high-speed rotation of the propellers of many fighters shook the ground crew on the deck of the aircraft carrier dizzy, but at this time they could only choose to endure it silently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the early morning of 4 November, when the distant sea-sky junction was gradually turning white, many warships of the 59th Task Force quickly released a reconnaissance group. At this time, more than an hour had passed since the Ming Navy released its reconnaissance plane.

"Sir." Hewitt, chief of staff of Task Force 59, came to Fletcher, who was propped up on the porthole with his hands propped up on the porthole, his eyes blazing at the reconnaissance planes that were constantly taking off from the deck, and whispered, "What next?" ”

Fletcher, who had a hint of nervousness on his face, sighed lightly, turned to look at his chief of staff, and said, "Order all aircraft carriers to be ready to fly fighters, and once the reconnaissance plane sends back a telegram, immediately release the fighters to launch an attack." The ships entered the air defense formation and prepared for air defense operations. ”

The massive Task Force 59 is ready for battle like a textbook. Fletcher had no idea that he had lost the first hand in the naval battle more than an hour earlier. More than half an hour after the Americans' reconnaissance plane flew out, a Ming Navy reconnaissance plane appeared in the distant clouds of the 59th Task Force.

"Hurry up!" The driver, who was sitting in the front cabin, shouted, "Hurry, hurry!" ”

The reconnaissance plane from the Beihai aircraft carrier came to the C017 sea area to conduct reconnaissance in place of the No. 2 seaplane on the Muying, which was damaged because the hook did not fall off. If it weren't for the late departure, they would have sent out the message of Task Force 59 fifteen minutes ago.

'Di Di Di ~~~' The operator in the back seat sent the information out at the fastest speed in his life, and the beads of sweat on his forehead dripped down at a speed visible to the naked eye. He could see the American air defense fighters approaching at high speed outside the cabin!

"It can't be!" The pale Fletcher clutched the telescope in his hand, his hands faintly white from too much force. He really didn't expect to encounter Daming's reconnaissance plane at this time, it was just dawn.

"How so?" Chief of Staff Hewitt was also shocked. The speed of the Ming reconnaissance plane is about the same as that of the Americans, and there are only two possibilities for it to appear near the fleet so quickly. One is that the Daming fleet was so close to them that their reconnaissance planes soon came to the vicinity of the fleet. Of course, this possibility is very small, in addition to the fact that it is impossible for the Ming Navy to rush such a long way in such a short time, and in theory, the Americans' reconnaissance planes should also be able to discover the Ming fleet. However, their reconnaissance plane has not sent any news so far.

There is also a possibility that the Ming fleet has released its own reconnaissance aircraft a long time ago. As soon as he thought of this, Hewitt's face became very ugly. This also means that the Ming Navy is not only stronger, but also they have the initiative on the battlefield.

"Did they send a telegram?!" Fletcher roared anxiously.

"Sir, the radio monitor reports that they have sent a telegram." The words of the combat staff officer made Fletcher's heart suddenly cool.

"Let all the air defense fighters out!" Watching the Ming reconnaissance plane in the distant sky fall into the sea with black smoke, Fletcher also knew very well in his heart that it would not be long before the Ming warplane group would come to their heads. At this time, he had no choice but to increase the air defense force in his hands as much as possible.

This is the character and ability of the commander that determines the direction of the battlefield. If it were Spruance or Halsey, they would probably choose to fly out of their attack fleet first and fly in the direction of the roughly possible Ming naval fleet. After waiting for the reconnaissance plane to get information, it adjusted its course. Doing so will at least ensure that you can swing your fist out and get the result no matter what. But Fletcher didn't do that, he opted for the most conservative tactics.

"Sir!" Hewitt, who was a little anxious, gritted his teeth and stepped forward to suggest urgently: "Should we let the attack aircraft group attack first?" ”

Hewitt still has some ability, he knows since he was young, since he can't escape at this time, it is better to directly release the attack aircraft group to at least get back some money.

"None of the reconnaissance planes reported where the Ming fleet was, and where did the attack aircraft group go?" Fletcher tugged at his collar with an irritated expression, his bloodshot eyes full of sleepy beasts from having slept all night. After a pause, he shouted, "They can't fly in the sky all the time." What should I do if I don't get the exact location of the Daming Navy fleet and run out of fuel? Do you want them to land again, refuel, and then attack? ”

"......" Hewitt opened his mouth to say something more, but in the end he could only let out a soft sigh.

After all, he was only a chief of staff, not a fleet commander. The only person who can really decide the fate of the fleet is the commander of the fleet. The chief of staff had only the right to make recommendations, but could not give orders beyond the commander of the fleet. Unless it was Fletcher who could not continue to command the battle.

In the end, the aircraft carrier of Task Force 59 simply released the air defense fighters, and the rest of the attack aircraft group was all parked on the back deck and in the hangar waiting for the order to leave. As for whether they still have a chance to attack, that's two words. The entire American fleet was enveloped in an oppressive atmosphere. Everyone knew that they had been discovered, and it wouldn't be long before the Ming Navy's fighter fleet flew above them.

More than 200 nautical miles away, the Ming naval fleet was a different scene.

"All of you!" After receiving the report of the reconnaissance plane, Lin Luo gave the order to attack without the slightest hesitation.

After a brief briefing in the conference room, the pilots rushed to their respective planes and prepared for takeoff with the help of ground crew. Subsequently, the aircraft carriers that had left the core of the fleet and were headwinding began to accelerate to send one fighter plane after another into the blue sky. In terms of grasping the fighter, Lin Luo is far better than Fletcher.

The first attack wave released by Lin Luo consisted of 72 fighters, 108 dive bombers and 86 torpedo planes. It took nearly twenty minutes for this huge attack formation to be formed over the fleet alone.

Unlike the Japanese naval aviation, which can only use gestures and clipboards in the air because of its poor level of technology. The Daming Navy, which has advanced science and technology and good air communication equipment, is capable of sending nearly 300 fighters in a single attack wave. This is a devastating force for any fleet.

Soon after completing the formation, they flew towards the sea area of C017, which was reported by the reconnaissance aircraft. It was only two hundred and seventy nautical miles away from the Ming fleet. For these fighters, it is just over an hour's flight. And at this time, the reconnaissance aircraft of the Americans had not even flown to the vicinity of the Daming fleet.

After releasing the first attack wave, Lin Luo did not choose to bring all the aircraft carriers back to the core area of the air defense formation. He gave a brand new order to continue flying the second strike wave of fighters. Now that the enemy's position has been discovered, there is no need to wait for the results of the first attack wave or wait for the American fighters to fly overhead. Putting as much power in his hands as possible became Lin Luo's choice.

In fact, an aircraft carrier is nothing more than a transport ship loaded with ammunition and fuel. Their real deterrent comes from carrier-based aircraft formations. If there are no warplanes, or if they are parked on decks and in hangars, they are nothing more than decorations.

Fletcher chose to wait for news from the reconnaissance plane even though he had lost his first strike, thus retracting his powerful attack force into his arms. And Lin Luo swung his fist. The outcome of this naval battle was actually confirmed at this moment.

In the current war situation, unless there is a whole modern space-time aircraft carrier squadron that immediately crosses over to save the scene. Otherwise, no one would have been able to save Fletcher's Task Force 59.

To be able to be the commander of a large fleet, Fletcher certainly has the ability. No matter how big his uncle's face is, he must still have real talent and learning. Whether it is in the organization and coordination of the fleet, or in the command on the spot, Fletcher can do an orderly job. But his biggest flaw was indecision, a very fatal flaw for the commander of the aircraft carrier.

In fact, this is more because Daming HNA has the combat training instructions provided by Zhang Cheng, which are all valuable experiences summed up through naval battles in modern time and space history. In addition, Lin Luo and the others were all trained and tested in actual combat when they were fighting against the Japanese Navy, and their quality in all aspects was much better than that of the American commanders.

And Fletcher's biggest problem is his lack of experience.

It was not until 7:35 a.m. that a long-range reconnaissance plane of the US Navy discovered the traces of the Ming fleet and sent a telegram. At this time, the first attack wave of the Ming Navy had already set off for more than forty minutes.

When the US reconnaissance plane flew over the Daming fleet, it happened to be Lin Luo's aircraft carrier that was returning to the core area of the fleet after releasing the second attack wave. Before it was shot down, the US reconnaissance plane added a sentence to the telegram: "There are no fighters on the deck of the Ming aircraft carrier." ”

After receiving the report of the reconnaissance plane, Fletcher, who finally knew the exact location of the Ming aircraft carrier formation, did not hesitate any longer, and immediately gave the order for the attack aircraft group to attack.

Compared with the elite Ming fleet, the Americans' qualities are much worse. The speed at which they released the fighters could not be compared with that of the Ming Dynasty. When they finally released all the nearly 300 attack planes, those planes had just completed their formation in the sky and were flying in the direction of the Ming fleet. The anti-aircraft fighters on the periphery of Task Force 59 sent back a combat alert. Daming's attack aircraft group has arrived! (To be continued.) )