An hour later, the Japanese fleet approached Kuah Island.

Koizumi Kotaro saw a bonfire directly in front of the Michinoku.

He speculated, based on the information he had memorized, that it was the intended target on Kuah Island, the first correction point for the fleet's shelling.

As soon as he thought so, he heard the loud voice of the gunner next to him order: "Prepare for shooting, incendiary bomb two." ”

At this time, Awata Keyo issued another rudder order: "The left rudder is seventy-five, and the guns of each ship are ready to shoot." ”

Kotaro Koizumi met Keio Awata and chatted with him. He told Koizumi that he had been to the United States before the war, and that, like Yamamoto, he was pro-American.

"In that place in New York, it was said that the phone would be installed in the morning, and it would be done in the afternoon, and what was missing in the market today would be listed in large quantities tomorrow. Can Japan achieve this kind of high efficiency? And to be able to defeat such an efficient United States, how terrible is the Red Alert Empire? ”

Koizumi Kotaro looked back at the bridge, it was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he imagined that Major General Keno Awata must be very powerful.

Since the beginning of the war, the battlefleet of the Japanese Navy has not been officially engaged in war.

General Awata is about to command the first shot. He wiped an incendiary bomb and waited for the order.

The 3rd Battlefleet turned again and entered the bay of Kuah. All the officers and men, whether they were the gunners or Kotaro Koizumi, were so excited that they seemed to be drunk.

In the dark darkness of the night, another bonfire appeared, and its position was on the starboard side of the fleet. The campfire site is the mouth of a river called Matanikao.

The Matanikao River was the dividing line between the two armies on Kuah Island, and this bonfire was lit by the Japanese troops for the fleet's ranging purposes.

"Fifteen thousand meters," the gunner shouted, "the main gun is offset thirty degrees to the right with the bonfire as the base, at a distance of 20,000 meters, the target, the enemy airfield, the incendiary bombs, the reserves-"

Kotaro Koizumi had already adjusted the fuse, and he immediately fed the cannonball into the chamber of the cannon with a diameter of 409 mm, and the bolt "clicked" shut, and his business was over.

He heard Major General Awata shouting over the loudspeaker: "Fire!" ”

Almost at the same second, the gun commander shouted: "Fire!" Fire! ”

The 43,580-ton Mutsu ship shook violently, and the 8 giant guns of 409 mm caliber spewed out long dazzling flares and spit out steel projectiles.

The projectile arced in the air and landed on the grass of Kuah Island, immediately raising clusters of fire.

A minute later, the rumbling explosion came from the island.

At this time, the observation station of the Red Guard Corps on Mount Osten on Kuah Island had already measured the deviation of the impact point, and then took out the prepared radio station and naturally reported the data to Awata Keyo of the Japanese Third Fleet.

After the third row of artillery was fired, Awata Keyo ordered each cannon: "No correction, twenty rapid fire from each cannon, fire!" ”

The fleet sailed slowly, firing non-stop, and the sound of artillery echoed in the bay of Kuah.

At the end of the arc trajectory, flames rose one after another, and the flames were connected in one piece, and in the flames flashed the bright light of the explosion of the cannonball.

Flashes and flames, like fireworks in praise, like fireships on Kanagawa during the Obon Festival.

After a while, a shell should have hit the ammunition depot, or it could have been the oil depot, and countless bright fire points splattered into the air, and the fire was so blazing that even the earth and the sky were reflected red.

The sailors of the warship cheered, and the captain of the gunners shouted: "Hooray! Banzai! ”

When the course of the fleet was at an angle of ninety degrees to the direction of the fire, the airfield was at the nearest distance, only 17,000 kilometers, and the secondary guns on the side of the battleship were also fired.

Countless shells flew towards the airfield, burrowed into the sea of fire, and burned even more fiercely.

The voice of Major General Awata Katsuo praising the troops was heard over the loudspeaker, and the sailors fought more vigorously.

The gunner, stripped off his shirt and wore only an officer's hat, ran up to each of the gunners, waving his fists: "What the hell, let the fools of the Red Alert Empire eat the shells of the battleship!" Shame on the Imperial Navy. ”

"Avenge Admiral Yamamoto Fifty-six and be ashamed of the Combined Fleet!" It seems that in the frenzied shooting, the shame of the Japanese Navy can be washed away.

Half an hour later, the fleet reached the end of the ultimate range of the main guns. It is like walking the base of an equilateral triangle, the airport is at the apex of the triangle, and the distance between the two waists is 21,000 kilometers.

Awata Keyo gave the order to turn one hundred and eighty degrees, the fleet returned and shooting resumed.

At this moment, the airport is scorched with smoke and flames, and the burning oil depot has long become the best target.

The unfired secondary gun on the other side of the fleet began to fire. An ammunition depot was hit, and countless shells and torpedoes that had been hoarded by the Japanese at the airfield exploded.

The guns were yelling and shouting, and Koizumi felt that the Red Alert Imperial soldiers at the airport were like beetles on hot iron plates, and the enemy planes were like waxy dragonflies, rapidly melting away.

In fact, the people in the airport are indeed melting away quickly, and I don't know if it is applicable or for other reasons, the Red Guard Corps completely does not look down on the ammunition and fuel that the Japanese have hoarded in the airport before.

And they have also made special moves to make these ammunition depots and fuel tanks very fragile.

And it is still pouring oil on the volcano, and a shell comes down, easily detonating these hoarded ammunition fuel.

At the beginning of the shelling, the soldiers of the Japanese 17th Army, who had just captured the airfield, had not had time to enjoy the victory before they found a merciless artillery strike.

The powerful artillery fire of three battleships destroyed a small airfield as if it were as simple as playing at home.

Inside the airfield, thousands of Japanese soldiers who were preparing for defense did not even have time to dodge, and they were easily covered by the fire of the ship's guns.

At this moment, the torrential rain has stopped, the heavy clouds have dispersed, a crescent moon hangs high, and the starry sky is bright.

And on the sea in the distance, looking at the shelled warship with a telescope, the silhouette of the bridge standing tall, Hyakutake Haruyoshi squirted out of his mouth with a mouthful of blood.

It was the Japanese fleet, and the incomprehensible Hyakutake Harumichi had his blood pressure explode under the panicked shouts of everyone next to him, and he fell to the ground with convulsions.

Hyakutake Haruyoshi was carried away, but the shelling continued, as if the entire airfield was not completely destroyed.

After forty-five minutes of shelling, the entire airport was in shambles, like a red-hot soldering iron, trying to melt everything around it.

Of the thousands of Japanese soldiers at the airport, not even a tenth were able to escape, and the rest all died under the shelling.

The airport has also been devastated and littered with corpses and wreckage, and it is not too much to call it a living purgatory.

And all this, only Hyakutake Haruyoshi, who has fainted from a cerebral hemorrhage, knows the truth.