Makino kept reminding himself that perhaps it was just his own unfounded worries that if all the minor irrationalities were removed, the most unreasonable part was that if this hypothetical enemy existed, and he had a strategic weapon that could destroy the world, and enough precision means to hit the fleet; So, why the South Seas fleet? Why not Japan? Why this time, and not on the day of the attack on Pearl Harbor?

The destruction of the 1st Division may have been a strategic operation, but it would not have prevented Japanese expansion, and how unwise would it be for someone with this ability to carry out such an attack with limited effect? If the warhead is thrown at Tokyo, it can destroy the command system of the entire base camp, plus the capital's industrial circle, and a large number of troops, how can the effect be a thousand times?

"The German* thing has been commissioned, they say, even if the rudder surface can be maneuvered, it will be very clumsy, unless the wing area is increased and the load is reduced, but that will slow down the speed...... Hey, that's hard. Special attack weapons have to be fast enough, of course. ”

While there, Onishi continued to talk about his special attack weapon.

"Special attack weapons don't turn things around." Makino said coldly.

"That being said, using it in advance will definitely expand our strengths. Listen to Asano, there are some planes on the Kasuga Maru that can fly Mach 2? ”

"Yes, Japanese homemade F2 fighters. The water ingress was scrapped during the tsunami, and it was secretly repaired and put into this operation. ”

"It's amazing. Mach 2, at such a fast speed, people's reflexes can be adapted, right? ”

"Yes." Makino said perfunctorily, he had little interest in these mediocre tactical weapons. But Onishi was very interested.

"So, in your time, there must have been faster flying machines?"

"Anti-ship * with ramjet engines above Mach 2.5, reconnaissance aircraft with 3 times the speed of sound."

"I heard Asano say that Japan rose rapidly after the war, and its economy quickly surpassed that of Britain, France, Germany, and even the Soviet Union, but unfortunately because of its poor population, it could only be relegated to the second place in the world?"

"Asano said second?"

"Yes, he said that even if the United States is trying to limit it, the Japanese navy is still second only to the United States, and the army may not be as good as the Russians. The economy is about the size of Britain and France combined. Economically integrated half of Asia, and re-integrated Southeast Asia into Japan's sphere of influence and source of resources. ”

Makino sighed softly, Asano fits all the ridiculous characteristics of a Heisei era, a self-deluding right-wing, and dares to pretend not to know anything except that he does not dare to deny the strength of the United States.

"By the way, do you think there is any desirable part of his plan?" Onishi asked cautiously, knowing that Makino didn't treat Asano very well.

"Of course there is something feasible, after all, he stands on top of history and has some ready-made conclusions; But in my opinion, he took the factors that led to Japan's defeat, that is, the part of military adventure, to the extreme. From this point of view, he did not know the essence of history. ”

Makino was merciless in his criticism of the plan that Yamamoto had appreciated, but ironically, he himself could only wipe Asano's ass, and there was no turning back from the "essence of history". All this was doomed when the first* of Pearl Harbor fell; Whether he wants it or not, he is now on the same side as Asano, for a hasty gamble that is destined to be even more costly.

"By the way, what about the water near the Solomon Islands?"

"You've got it, it's heaven on earth. If it's sunny and there's no wind or waves, you can see coral and clumps of fish and shrimp from the plane, it's just beautiful."

"I see."

Makino nodded slightly.

The seaplane landed in Taiwan and stayed overnight, followed by an even longer journey, and before flying across the strait, Makino deliberately looked down at the roughly sunken place of the Kasuga Maru. There were no ships on the vast sea, and the fleet arranged by Kishi Nobusuke to search for the shipwreck site did not seem to have arrived.

Makino certainly hoped to be able to find the ship immediately and salvage a few MK46*s. To make the reverse imitation of Japan in this era is, of course, just talk. With the current Japanese technology, it may be more desirable to copy the V1, and the V2 is very difficult. He is an expert in weapons, and his technical expertise is similar to that of self-guidance. So he knew that if the worst assumptions existed, and one or several future submarines crossed over with the Kasuga Maru, these * would be one of the few options that could be put into real combat.

He analyzed the situation in its entirety, and if it was a conventional submarine, then sooner or later it would be exposed on the surface of the sea and would not be difficult to deal with; If it is a nuclear submarine that does not need to surface, the situation becomes extremely complicated.

The self-guided * itself has autonomous search capabilities, but it must be thrown very close to the target area (about 1.5 km or so) in order to expect results. Such a range is not possible with the accuracy of several sensors that detect underwater sound in this era; In these years, Japan is not even able to do radar, let alone active and passive sonar that requires a lot of technical accumulation and software debugging.

However, if it is assumed that this submarine has been adrift at sea, and has not entered the dock for effective degaussing operations for most of the past six months, its own magnetic detectability will become more and more obvious, and will continue to increase with time.

The magnetic field is not a field that seawater can isolate, in fact there is nothing that can isolate the magnetic field, it can only be canceled by the opposite magnetic field.

That is, a low-flying seaplane, coupled with a large magnetic detector, can piece together a rudimentary device for detecting the presence of a submarine. This original equipment is theoretically feasible and can simplify many parts of the assembly that are impossible to build in Japan. Just as a sapper doesn't need a cathode ray tube to indicate a target, he can find a shallow burial* just by the strength of the audio (and a little bit of experience). In fact, there is almost no difference between mine detectors 70 years later and 70 years ago.

Of course, the sensitivity of the sensor is a serious question, but he knows that the simple relationship between magnetic field reduction and distance can be roughly considered to be inversely proportional to distance at a distance; That is, the distance is reduced by half, and the need for detection sensitivity can be reduced by a factor of 8.

If a good pilot can fly close to the surface of the sea, the disadvantage of the sensors of this era can be reversed, of course, from a rational point of view, this is still not enough to wipe out the disadvantage, but if you calculate the order of magnitude increase in the magnetic power of the submarine itself, everything seems to be possible again.

Also, think tactically. If the submarine wants to turn things around, then she will most likely patronize those crucial battles, which are her unavoidable conundrum and the part that can be exploited. The most advanced submarine may be able to monitor surface ships in hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, but she cannot detect the situation of aircraft over the battlefield unless she surfaces.

A few days ago, he had already begun the idea of the original design and tried to implement the plan by contacting scholars at Tokyo University through Eisaku Sato's secret channel. Of course, the level of clarity of the waters in the South Pacific is also a positive factor, and if it is really as clear as Onishi says, many technical troubles may be avoided and the problem can be solved in the simplest way. Of course, Makino is not a person who relies on uncertainties, he tends to be technically prepared.

In the jungle north of Ringanqiang.

The cannon roared in the distance, Chu Tingchang yawned and walked out of the tent, Brooke was waiting in the jeep not far away, and when he saw that he finally appeared, he immediately got out of the car and rushed over, obviously there was an urgent military situation to talk about. But Chu Tingchang turned to the side slightly and deliberately didn't look at him.

At the chassis of the battalion commander Chu Ting, they did not salute each other, and Brooke had a higher rank, so the commander of Chu Ting pretended not to see him every time. Brooke wasn't ashamed enough to take the initiative to salute him first. So they didn't have any conversation, and walked to the front kitchen one after the other.

Chu Ting walked to the kitchen, checked the situation of the cooking soldiers packing the supplies and preparing to retreat, opened the cage drawer, and took out a few buns from it, which were still warm. Since Jiang Weiguo left, meat buns were served for breakfast, which was preserved as a tradition. Because Chu Tingchang found it helpful to boost morale and buy people's hearts, there was no shortage of supplies here anyway, and during the great retreat from Yangon, the British even used flour to build fortifications.

In the distance, the sound of a neat row of cannons sounded, and Chu Tingchang stopped.

"Pork and green onions, taste?" He stuffed a bun to Brooke?

"It was reported 30 minutes ago that the Japanese army had appeared 3 kilometers away. If you take your map out, I can just show you" Brooke couldn't grab the greasy bun and quickly said it mattered. He wanted to let this ancestor know how urgent the situation was.

"It should be blocked by the South African battalion, right?"

"How did you guess?"

"Guessed? You can still sit still, of course. I've never guessed, it's all here. He said, gesturing to his head.

"We have to retreat immediately, while the road is still controlled, or the road may be chaotic later."

"Isn't there a stop mission for us?"

"Do you have common sense, your tank crew has only been training for a few days. You see how those North African veterans were beaten by the Japanese. ”

The Major suddenly became furious, he felt fed up with the conversation with this idiot. He really hoped that his father-in-law would be gracious and send him to Sun Liren as a liaison officer, after all, he was a general who had graduated from Virginia and had received serious military training.

In fact, Brooke and Stilwell essentially look down on soldiers like Jiang Weiguo or Sun Liren who have stayed abroad, and they don't treat Du Yuming and Luo Zhuoying very well, and the guy in front of him, who is on the cover of a magazine and a diploma of a few months of crash course for officers, is of course sincerely hated. But Chiang Kai-shek's army was so amazing that such a bastard could be a battalion commander, and a battalion that needed professional competence the most. Commander Chu Ting's current command is undoubtedly the most advanced armored composite unit in the entire Chinese army. In terms of mobility and firepower, this supernumerary unit far surpassed most of the battalion-level units of Britain, the United States, Germany and the Soviet Union, not to mention the Japanese army that was mule and horse-like.

"Why can't you fight?" Chu Tingchang looked at Brooke stupidly.

"Why? You see that the Japanese threw in the Type 97 tank. The only armored wing in the whole of Myanmar is right in front of us, and they are not here to make a joke this time. ”

"97 tank?"

"It's the kind we saw together on the hill yesterday."

"Oh...... I remembered, is it the kind with an extended barrel? ”

"It's thicker armored and has more firepower." Brooke simply obeyed Captain Chu Ting, and was in charge of the armored troops, as if he never tracked the opponent's weapon intelligence.

"The armor is thicker, hehe, is it thicker than our tank?"

Chu Ting's words made Brooke speechless.