Chapter 60: Admiral Kim's Remorse

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Target plane, June 3, 1943, Guadalcanal Island, South Pacific Commander Admiral King's command post. Admiral Kim was restlessly walking around the house.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Admiral Kim received the smooth start of the attack campaign, after which the feint fleet successfully attracted the attention of the Japanese aircraft carrier formation, and successfully entangled the four Japanese aircraft carriers at the cost of two aircraft carriers, one heavy and one light. At about 3:30 p.m., three waves of the main attack planes sent by the decisive fleet successfully flew above the target fleet of the Japanese and launched a fatal blow.

Although the large aircraft carrier "Saratoga" and the light aircraft carrier "Princeton" of the TF38 Task Force were also sunk by the Japanese carrier-based aircraft, with the loss of the main Japanese aircraft carrier group, the sea supremacy of the entire South Pacific theater has fallen into the hands of the Republic Navy, and Admiral Kim believes that the so-called defensive island chain of the Japanese will be vulnerable in the face of the huge attack fleet, and that the Republic will soon be able to win the Pacific War.

However, after only five minutes of cheering, the communications officer ran into the headquarters with a telegram with a pale face, only to see that the telegram said that the TG50.3 Task Force was suddenly attacked by a group of Japanese attack planes from an unknown source, and the battle situation was extremely dangerous.

Fifteen minutes later, a second urgent telegram was received that the aircraft carrier "Essex" of the TG50.3 task force group had been sunk and the "Duli" had been heavily damaged.

Another 15 minutes later (Yamamoto's second wave of attack aircraft flew over the TG50.3 task force), the third telegram arrived, 4 of the 5 aircraft carriers of the TG50.3 task force had been sunk, the only surviving "St. Anthony" had also been hit by a bullet on the deck, 6 of the 10 destroyers escorting the escort had been sunk, and the air defense force of the formation responsible for defending the aircraft carriers had been extinguished in name only.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, Yamamoto 56, who was good at gambling, sent a third wave of attack formations, and sent the last Stars and Stripes aircraft carrier to the bottom of the sea before the night sรจ fell, and the entire TG50.3 task force was annihilated except for 2 destroyers who successfully escaped with the help of the night sรจ.

"Report, General, the cruiser "Honolulu" of the TF38 Task Force has rushed to the area where the TG50.3 Task Force had an accident, and found some of the people who fell into the water, which are being rescued! The communications officer entered the room and saluted Admiral Kim, and said quickly.

"Call back, ask them to do whatever it takes to rescue the person who fell into the water at all costs!" An exhausted Admiral Kim replied.

"Yes!" After saying that, the communications officer quickly walked to the telegraph room.

At this time, Kim's aide-de-camp, Colonel Caron, walked into the headquarters.

"General!" Caron greeted.

"You're here, sit down, what's the situation?" Admiral Kim, who had been waiting for Caron's message, asked eagerly as he pointed to the chair in front of his desk.

"General, I understand that the situation at the front is bad, The TG50.3 task force was basically wiped out, only 2 destroyers escaped because of the arrival of the night, and the aircraft carriers of the TF38 task force have all been sunk, and the carrier-based planes of our army attacking the Japanese fleet could not land because they did not have an aircraft carrier, so they had to make a forced landing in the sea area near the TF38 task force, and all the carrier-based aircraft participating in the attack had sunk into the sea, although the remaining destroyers and cruisers of the TF38 task force had concentrated all their forces to rescue, but because of the arrival of night, the forced landing of nearly 300 fighters at a time made them unable to rescue at allIt is estimated that half of the pilots of carrier-based aircraft have sunk to the bottom of the sea because they did not have time to be rescued. โ€

"How so?" Admiral Kim muttered to himself.

"And," Caron said with a look of difficulty.

"What's wrong?"

"I haven't heard from Jack (Admiral King's son, who served in Task Force TG50.3 as a pilot) that he is safe and sound!" Caron said in a small voice.

Feeling that it was dark in front of him, Admiral Jin fell to the chair behind him.

"General!!" When Caron found out, he immediately stepped forward to help.

"I'm fine, send a report to General Nimitz of Hawaii immediately, tell him everything here, and especially emphasize that the source, location, and configuration of the Japanese naval forces that attacked the TG50.3 task force are unknown for the time being, which is the biggest hidden danger that can threaten the Pacific Fleet of the Republic now!" Kim held the back of the chair with one hand, and stopped Caron, who was coming over and was about to step forward to help, and said word by word.

"Yes, General!"

"You go and send the report, I want to rest and stay alone for a while." After two swings of the fingers of his left hand outward, Admiral Kim continued.

"Yes, General, please take care!" After the caron saluted, he quickly walked out of the house.

When Kim was the only one left in the room, he slowly sat down in a chair, opened the drawer on the side of the desk with his left hand, and took out a hardcover notepad from it. Slowly rubbing the photo with his hand, Kim's eyes couldn't help but start to moisten.

Stars and Stripes Republic, Hawaii, at night.

The witty, optimistic, merry General Smith is resting and entertaining in a bar in Hawaii. In the smoke, accompanied by the foam of beer, the aroma of cigars, the dynamism of music, the gentleness of beautiful nurses, and the wildness of soldiers, a lively and noisy rest scene is composed of singing and dancing.

In a private room at the bar club, a fierce Stars and Stripes Republic GI was guarding the door. Inside the room, in the dim light, General Smith was communicating with a blonde stunner in depth.

Under the beautiful golden hair, the white and smooth skin flashed, and the proud plump breasts made General Smith happy, intoxicated, and constantly used his iron bolt-like hands to transform and knead them into various shapes, and the extremely elastic touch made him unable to stop and deeply fascinated.

On the only large bed in the private room, the blonde stunner swayed the soft and seductive snake waist, and the body of a strong and powerful male star was rigidly entangled, and the moaning sound of strength and weakness provoked Smith's nerves, coupled with the intermittent wheezing sound, and the crimson wall formed a very seductive picture.

"Ah~~~Oh~~~ A little further, a little more, ah~~~ Hurry! Come again, dear! Again!! The melodious female voice sounded again and again.

Half a minute later.

"Hmm...... Ahh!!h With a high-pitched female voice, the piston movement officially ended, and the heavy wheezing sound transmitted the heat of sweat and secretions between the two.

Ms. Su Shan, who is the head nurse of the hospital, knows that tonight's male companion is General Smith, who is in a high position, so she uses all her means to make him fluttering, seeing that the male companion has spit out jinghua, Su Shan slid her face from the male partner's chest to the root of her thighs without care, and took Smith's doppelganger with a small mouth, and carried out superb massage and service through her sensitive and flexible little tongue, Smith, who was stimulated, involuntarily reacted again, quickly sat up from the bed, and grabbed Su Shan's golden hair with both hands, Crazy downward press regularly, and after Su Shan saw the target's fierce response, she couldn't help but hold on tighter and frantically swallow.

"Comfortable~~Comfortable~~Oh~~ It's almost there!" Admiral Smith was pleased with his prey tonight. Just as his soul was about to ascend to heaven for the second time, there was a violent knock on the door outside.

The sudden stimulus made him shy out of his mind quickly, and a wave of anger made his brain quickly lose control.

"Damn it, who is it?!" Smith asked aloud.

"General, General Nimitz is looking for you everywhere!" Outside the door, Smith's guard Ankaravor said.

"Can't you be tomorrow?" Seeing Su Shan's face with his crotch stained with his own jinghua and exuding a fatal attraction, Smith, who had not yet dissipated, then asked.

"The correspondent said that the military situation is urgent, and 100,000 are urgent!"

"Damn, what a disappointment! Oh~~ Dear little darling, take a bath, wait for me, I'll be back in a while. General Smith said reluctantly.

Su Shan, who knew how to please the man, did not stop it, but grabbed Smith's right hand with her left hand, rubbed it twice against her chest, and then threw a wink, and ran to the bathroom while laughing.

"What a disappointment!" After seeing the jade disappear through the bathroom door, Smith got dressed and walked out of the private room while cursing.

Fifteen minutes later, Nimitz's office.

"Nimitz, are you sure the contents of the telegram are true? Are you sure no jokes? Seeing the telegram that said that the TG50.3 Task Force was completely wiped out and the main force of the TF38 Task Force was annihilated, Smith couldn't help but ask with a frown.

"You think I brought you from the bar just to make a joke like this!" Nimitz, who saw the telegram first, was in an extremely bad mood at this time, and returned in an unkind tone.

Hearing that Nimitz was angry, Smith didn't play as big as he usually did, and he certainly knew when to gag and when to be serious. Usually he shows self-humor and publicity, in addition to this xingru, it is more of a kind of self-protection. After thinking about it, Smith said: "According to several telegrams from the TG50.3 task force, it can be deduced that the number of the mysterious aircraft carrier formation of the Japanese will not be less than 4, and it is more likely that there will be 5 ships, otherwise it will not be possible to send so many attack aircraft groups!" โ€

"I guess at least 5 ships, think about it, their decoy fleet is fully equipped with 4 aircraft carriers, if the attack fleet is only 4, take out half of the aircraft carriers as bait, I'm afraid no naval commander will take this risk, you must leave enough decisive combat power in your hands!" Nimitz, who had been analyzing the gains and losses of this battle, responded.

"What should we do next, after the TG50.3 task force is completely wiped out and the TF38 task force loses all aircraft carriers, we only have one heavy aircraft carrier under maintenance and one light aircraft carrier on standby, if the opponent really has 5 ships in his hands, we have no chance of winning in a short time, we must be on the defensive." Smith continued.

"When will the Enterprise be repaired?" Nimitz asked.

"It is conservatively estimated that there is still 1 month, and if you work overtime for emergency repairs, it will take 15 days!" Smith responded.

"Let's send a telegram to the president first, transfer the Assault aircraft carrier of the Atlantic Fleet, concentrate all our forces, rely on the Hawaii and Midway marine aircraft for defense, and wait for the Enterprise to be repaired, and then reorganize the new aircraft carrier battle formation, this year's "Essex" class aircraft carrier production plan is 9 ships, of the three "Essex" class aircraft carriers that were originally completed in advance, only 2 are ready to be equipped in the Pacific direction, and the remaining 1 will be transferred to the Atlantic Fleet. Only then did we get the order to complete the three ships in advance, all of which were equipped for the Pacific Ocean, and now all of them are sunk, so we have to apply for the next few "Essex" class aircraft carriers to be transferred to the Pacific Ocean first! Nimitz continued.

"Okay, I'll send a telegram, but you should know that the Assaulter's Xing energy is worrying, the speed is too slow, and it can't take off and land planes at all in bad weather, so it won't have much effect to transfer it like this." Smith reminded.

"It's better than nothing, at least it can boost morale." Nimitz said with a wry smile.

"Understood, but then you need to fight with General Jonas, you robbed the only aircraft carrier in his hand!"

"He will understand, after all, their mission is mainly to escort ships, and there are no major aircraft carrier battles." Nimitz pouted and continued.

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