The power of humanity, the closer it is to the land, the stronger it becomes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A sonar matrix that can detect sea conditions can only be arranged on the continental shelf. Although medium-range missiles and above will be greatly affected by the interference effect of the deep sea, short-range missiles launched from the shore can deliver a devastating blow when the target approaches the coast - much better than the fortress guns of the old days. Those jet fighters and jet bombers that can't go to sea because most of them are World War II aircraft carriers can also play a significant role in coastal defense, and the pilots won't go crazy as long as they fly high and don't have close contact and visual contact with deep-sea monsters. However, pilots who can conduct air combat through deep-sea carrier-based aircraft are just as special as naval officers.

Now that Lalaye has moved to the Atlantic, Hawaii is still very good, although it is not completely fortified like Guam, and there are still civilians, but the level of security is still very high.

In order to welcome the returning shipwives and admirals, the buildings in the port area are densely packed, which basically ensures that the shipwives and admirals can get what they need as soon as they go ashore - for example, there is a toilet 20 meters away from the pier trestle. There is a cafeteria 50 meters away. Behind it is the material warehouse or something.

"After sailing in full condition, the hull must be maintained, not to mention that I have carried a nuclear bomb." Aunt Missouri complained. "But the hull of Pearl Harbor is quite professionally maintained, but one thing I have never understood is why there are barnacles on the hull when sailing at a speed of 30 knots?"

Barnacles - Mysterious creatures. The American ship mother called it "ah, it's so troublesome", the Japanese ship called it "ah, it's so scary", and the Republic ship called it "the soup is delicious", in short, why can it be attached to the 30-knot ship, everyone thinks this thing is very strange. But it's much longer, and it will really affect the speed.

The ship-mounted ship lady generally doesn't care too much about this kind of thing, but the full-mounted big sisters who carry the admiral as the flagship have to always consider the problem of hull maintenance, what lubrication, cleaning, and rust removal. After removing the rust with a steel grit spray gun, and then applying a new paint, it feels really cool.

Being taken by a battleship for hull maintenance feels like being taken to a beauty salon by a big sister, which is strange and a little exciting.

Resting the hull on the slipway, in the form of a bridge, I was visiting the Oahu military port in the company of Aunt Missouri, according to Aunt Missouri, in addition to the USS Missouri Museum, in Pearl Harbor, with her face, there is no place that cannot be visited, that is, the Eastern Pacific Command stationed here, she can also take me on a tour.

I was not interested in visiting the headquarters at all. And the density of ship girls here is very high, and everyone seems to know the head of the Missouri sister. So he was pulled up for questioning at every turn.

I noticed that most of the shipwives passing by looked listless, and some of them were yawning at all.

"Did you wake up too early?" I have the impression that the ship's mother doesn't need to sleep, and as a soldier, it shouldn't be affected by the weekend.

"It's a drill~ A large-scale drill is underway." The passing ship's mother replied. If you look closely, it's Aunt Nevada. Unlike Aunt Missouri, who looks like a girl in the extreme, Aunt Nevada in a cowboy hat is particularly bold - in other words, don't turn the revolver like a pen, aren't you afraid of going off?

"Isn't there a problem with the satellite lately? So reconnaissance, patrols are arranged continuously, in addition to large-scale aviation exercises and submarine exercises. If you look at the planes flying in the sky, they are all planes that are conducting exercises. Nevada pointed to the sky. Indeed, this aircraft density is a bit high on weekends.

"The battleship is already the most idle, and now, the officers are probably having a morning meeting in the headquarters, right? And the worst part is that even the military band competition is in time for next week......"

Aunt Nevada played with a gun in her left hand and pointed at the headquarters with her right.

Then I saw a huge fireball rising from the headquarters.

Everyone froze, and it seemed like it was a few seconds before the vibrations and roars came through.

Then oil depots, airfields, and communication centers successively rose into huge fireballs.

Then came the debris that had been blown up, and it began to crackle and fall.

Habitually turn on the radio and search for this frequency band, there is a huge noise, and in the noise is a panicked warning from a shipwive.

"Pearl Harbor was attacked! This is not a drill! Then the sound was drowned out by the noisy communication interference.

"Hey...... Hey, hey, hey......" Aunt Nevada smiled bitterly, "such a wind...... I'm familiar with it. I said what was going on with the sense of déjà vu in the past two days...... "I put on my ship suit and began to walk towards the trestle."

"Alas...... The only thing we can learn from history......" Aunt Missouri also smiled wryly and shook her head. Then he dragged me to reclaim the hull.

From here, you can see the difference between a prototype ship and a ship of the same position.

The same ship is looking for the command sequence in a panic, and the prototype ship has already begun to prepare for the departure area desperately.

Confusion, chaos. The surrounding ship mothers, soldiers, are all running.

More explosions were heard.

We know that there was an attack, but we don't know why, when, or how the other side deceived our detection and defense. But now is not the time to pursue these.

Worse chaos is in the chain of command.

Everyone is trying to find their superiors, but for now, it seems that the command has been shot into the dead.

I'd love to climb up to Kahala Hill and see what the hell is going on.

The Air Force was busy taking off from the dilapidated airfield. But then it was shot down by its own phalanx - because this large closed-loop controlled air defense weapon was not installed with a self-identification system at all. The rate of accidental injuries is alarming.

It seems that some of the phalanx discovered the problem and subsequently shut it down.

I yelled and pulled one of the Navy soldiers by, shouting for him to let him go, leave it alone, and pass the word down to reopen the Phalanx system.

Because I found out ......****** I, the "warrant officer", in the middle of a bunch of privates, marines, non-commissioned officers, and shipwives who were equivalent to non-commissioned officers...... I couldn't find my superiors.

This discovery made my stomach pump.

Aunt Missouri snatched a Humvee.

Behind the car was a wounded female Navy soldier, with a terrible wound in her abdomen, from which broken organs were turned out, blood gushed out in large streams, and the whole person was breathing rapidly, convulsing, and muttering to her mother.

I...... I also want to find my mother, but what if I find it? I'm also her commander. I'm just a warrant officer, but I'm supposed to be someone else's dependence, not someone else's, right?

"Hold on to ......"

I whispered comfort to the wounded and said the same to myself.

Then the female soldier stopped breathing.

The Humvee turned sharply - we wanted to take care of the wounded first, but now we don't. The Hummer rushed straight to the slipway.

The factory building has collapsed. But the hull was fine.

What now? No one can tell me the answer. Even Aunt Missouri looked like she was waiting for an order, ah, it was so troublesome, and she still rushed out and fought with such an expression.

I frantically tried wired communication, wireless communication, and finally found that the most effective thing was the tweeter.

However, even the loudspeaker could not contact the superiors, nor could it cover the port area.

I looked around, and it was still a high ground that could be cut off, and there was only a water tower to feed the battleship with water.

Rush over and rush to the water tower.

Then climbed up.

Under the collar of the sailor suit, there is a long scarf, why?

"No scarves, keep this!"

As if knowing what I was going to do, Aunt Missouri threw up two flags. It's big, but for a destroyer, physical strength is not a problem at all.

I stood on the edge of the water tower, holding two huge naval flags, crossed and drooping. Took a deep breath.

How do you save communications over long distances on the sea? By satellite.

What if the satellite fails? By radio.

What if the airwaves are blocked by all channels?

……

By the flag during the day and by the light at night.

Kunming! Take over command temporarily!

Huge flags waved in the wind.