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In the South Pacific, in the Marshall Islands, in the area controlled by the Japanese, the temporary command of the Combined Fleet, Yamamoto is holding his own operational meeting here.

"How's the fleet ready?" Yamamoto Isoroku asked, looking at the large naval battle map in the middle of the room.

"Hey! Your Excellency Yamamoto, the aircraft carrier squadron has been prepared, all the ultra-zero fighters have been self-checked and put into storage, and they can be put into battle at any time, and the 97 ship attack and the 99 ship explosion are also ready, ready to take off to attack the enemy at any time! Admiral Koga Mineichi, who is in charge of the aircraft carrier detachment, said.

"Okay, great work!" Hearing Koga's reply, Yamamoto responded, and then looked at Nagumo Tadaichi, who was standing on the other side.

"Hey! Your Excellency Yamamoto, rest assured, the battleship squadron has also been prepared, the ammunition of the three Yamato-class and three Nagato-class has been replenished, and all the crews are in place! Seeing his boss looking at him, Nagumo Tadaichi hurriedly replied.

"Also, please rest assured that the landing force is also ready, the weapons and equipment of the troops have been distributed, and the weapons and equipment brought by the pseudo-Emperor Meiji have been fully inspected without any problems, and at the same time, we have also found a brigade of armored 97 modified combat vehicles (about 90 units), which will be the killer weapon for our attack and landing!" Chief of Staff of the Combined Fleet, who is in charge of the landing force, Fu Liufan, answered.

"How to solve the problem of the landing of armored combat vehicles?" Hearing the second half of the words of Chief of Staff Furushige, Yamamoto Isoroku, who was a little surprised, asked.

"Hey! Your Excellency, along with the supply fleet, there are also a large number of landing craft that our army has not seen, the number is about 90, it looks like a large landing craft made by the Stars and Stripes Republic, which can carry an armored fighting vehicle and about 20 soldiers to rush to the beach coast together, because the Stars and Stripes Republic does not have coastal fortifications in Hawaii, as long as the Combined Fleet suppresses the enemy batteries, the landing on the beach there will be very easy! Chief of Staff Furushi continued, "In addition, the 20,000 support troops sent from the base camp have secretly boarded the ship in Hokkaido, and it is expected that when the Hawaii landing battle begins, our troops will be able to rush to the aid after the establishment of a beachhead or part of the area in Hawaii!" ”

"Okay, hard work, order, cancel the training of all units during the day today, rest early, finish dinner in the evening, wait for the night sky to fall, the combined fleet set sail, and advance to the southeast of Hawaii in a roundabout way, where the shipping routes are thin and extremely difficult to be discovered, maneuver and lurk there for a day, and then sail close to Hawaii after nightfall, and start the Hawaii landing battle in the early morning of the next day, this operation is codenamed 'Feng' operation, understand?" Hearing that everything was in place as planned, Uemoto commanded loudly.

"Hey! The navy will win, and the empire will be young! The crowd bowed in reply.

Around evening, the sun sets, and the orange-red sunlight shines on the harbor, covering the warships that represent the essence of human civilization in a charming coat.

Eijiro Ozawa had just finished dinner and came to the bridge of the battleship "Kamakura" (Yamato-class), looking at the 2 Yamato-class, 3 Nagato-class, and 6 "Shozuru"-class aircraft carriers parked in front of him, a sense of expansion and pride that enriched himself filled Ozawa's chest, making him feel that he could crush any enemy who dared to stand in the way.

"Ozawa-kun, what are you looking at?"

"Huh? It's Matsushima-kun, it's nothing, it's amazing to be admiring the majesty of the Imperial fleet! Turning his head to see his colleague Konosuke Matsushima, Ozawa replied.

"Haha, I can't get enough of it every day!" Konosuke Matsushima couldn't help but laugh when he heard Ozawa's words.

"Can't see enough, can't see enough! They're so beautiful! Holding the chains between the iron railings of the warship with both hands, Ozawa leaned forward and said loudly, "The Empire's fleet has never been so powerful, oh my God, 6 cutting-edge capital battleships and 6 "Xianghe"-class large aircraft carriers, this is about half of the Empire's original combat power, right?" ”

"Well, indeed, I remember that 2 years ago, we raided Pearl Harbor, which was 6 aircraft carriers, but at that time, there were new and old aircraft carrier types, and there were not so many battleships!" Konosuke Matsushima took over the conversation and said with emotion.

"You're about to set sail in a moment, do you know your destination?" Eijiro Ozawa asked.

"I don't know!" Konosuke Matsushima shook his head while looking at the sunset in the distance that was about to sink into the coastline, and then said: "But no matter where it is, it will definitely be a big war, you see the army They are boarding the transport ship, and the number of people is already more than 20,000!" ”

"No matter where, with such a powerful fleet, the navy will win, and the empire will win!" Eijiro Ozawa said with blazing eyes.

"Well, the navy will win, the empire will win!" Konosuke Matsushima repeated as he stretched out his fist and bumped into the punch.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, as the flagship "Xianghe" aircraft carrier sent a signal, accompanied by the sound of anchoring, one after another Japanese warships set sail one after another, sailed out of the harbor, and set off for the assembly area. One hour later, with the last warship in place, the combined fleet of Japanese invaders, with 10 troop carriers as the core, 6 aircraft carriers and 6 battleships surrounded the escort, and the outermost formation composed of nearly 30 destroyers and supply ships, and 10 submarines, took advantage of the night to slowly sail towards southeast Hawaii.

On the morning of the next day, in the vacuum area where the west coast of the Stars and Stripes to Hawaii and New Zealand, and South America to Hawaii and New Zealand, the Japanese fleet was cautiously roaming, with them as the core, and within a radius of 150 nautical miles, 10 Japanese submarines were carefully snorkeling the sea surface through periscopes to prevent the combined fleet from being discovered by enemy transport ships passing by accidentally.

Half an hour, an hour, two hours, I never felt that time was so slow and difficult. In order to minimize the possibility of exposure, Yamamoto Isoroku did not order a reconnaissance plane to take off, and the combined fleet at this time was extremely vulnerable, and once it was discovered by the enemy, inviting a group of attacking aircraft, the consequences would be catastrophic.

Three hours, four hours, five hours, as the time drew closer to the evening, and seeing the night of hope getting closer and closer, even if he was as calm as Yamamoto Fifty-six, he could not continue to stay in his own house, but walked to the bow of the ship on foot, and stood in the position of his usual command, and at this time his heart was a little more stable.

"Your Excellency Yamamoto, everything is going well now, no enemy ships have passed through us, the fleet is safe, and it has not been discovered by the enemy!" An adjutant with a large telescope on his chest, after seeing Commander Yamamoto, saluted and reported.

"Yes!" Hearing the adjutant's narration, Yamamoto Fifty-six did not speak, nodded slightly, and then quietly looked at the sea in front of him, silent for a long time.

Six hours, seven hours, nine hours, ten hours! Good luck favored Yamamoto Isoroku and the combined fleet he led again, and for a whole day, not a single ship passed through the waters, and the entire combined fleet achieved its goal in concealment and safety.

"Send a flag, order the detachments to quickly start their meals, and at 8 o'clock in the evening according to the plan, march to the Star-Spangled Banner Hawaii!" Seeing that the afterglow of the setting sun would soon dissipate, Yamamoto wanted to seize the light and wave the flag to contact the detachments, so he ordered.

"Hey!"

So at eight o'clock the next night, the whole combined fleet quietly moved towards Hawaii in the northwest direction to a group of experienced hunters who were ready to hunt.

At the same time, Admiral Smith of the Stars and Stripes Pacific Fleet returned to his residence after finishing the work at hand, and was continuing to discuss the philosophical topic of spirit and flesh with the head nurse Su Shan, whom he had met last time.

At this time, Su Shan is holding the glass with both hands, stretching her upper body forward parallel to the ground, pouting her tight and elastic buttocks, so that the male partner can enter the flower buds from behind for conquest. At the same time, Smith was also unceremonious, after entering Su Shan's secret Xiaoxue, while trying his best to carry out piston movements, he stretched out two strong and powerful hands to hold the two white rabbits in front of him, and tried to rub the rou, a scene of joy for the guests and hosts in the bedroom.

At this time, General Nimitz was lying quietly on a wooden recliner, with beautiful classical songs coming from the gramophone, reading documents and enjoying a rare leisure time.

As for the soldiers on the island, they are distributed in bars, deep in the jungle, etc., and carry out their own night entertainment. Although two years ago, after a brutal attack, time is the best medicine, and Hawaii and Pearl Harbor are back in a state of song and dance.

An airport in Hawaii. Near the air defense position, several Stars and Stripes GIs were lighting bonfires, barbecuing food, and chatting.

"Brooke, hey, tell me about that fight 2 years ago!" Said one of the soldiers on the far left of the campfire.

"Alexander, there's nothing to say, it's a temporary disaster!" Hearing the inquiry of his comrades-in-arms, the soldier named Brooke suddenly fell silent from the joyful atmosphere, shook his head and said.

"I heard that a was awarded the Navy Cross (the second highest naval honor in the Stars and Stripes Republic) for his bravery in that battle?" Alexander asked.

"You're talking about Doris? Miller, who was originally a cook on the West Virginia, became the ship's heavyweight boxing champion with his hard fists. On the day of the attack, he happened to be packing up in the laundry room, but because the West Virginia was bombed at that time, the laundry room was damaged, and then he walked out of the hatch and found a 50-caliber anti-aircraft gun full of ammunition but no one was using it, and then he manipulated the anti-aircraft gun to fire at the Japanese plane, shooting down at least one Japanese plane (later the prototype of the movie "Pearl Harbor" movie plot), originally nothing happened, but after a news agency run by an African American boss in China published the news, he became a hero instead, phew! What kind of thing is he!! Hearing Alexander's words, Brooke, who had always looked down on black people, said.

"That's it, that's it, he's a fart, what if he's a hero, and now he's not going to continue to be a cook on the Liscombe Bay!" A third soldier sitting by the campfire chimed in.

"Yes, yes! are only worthy of the lowest level of work (although on April 7, 1942, the Secretary of the Navy of the Stars and Stripes Republic, Frank? Knox signed an order allowing African-American Stars and Stripes Republicans to participate in general service in the military, although at the same time, racial segregation in the Navy remained unresolved)" Seeing the two seniors scolding, Alexander echoed.

"Okay, let's have a toast to the!" Brooke suggested.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

In this way, the three of them drank until late at night, until they were in a daze, and the next morning came.