Seeing that the platoon of artillery over there was firing, and all the shells fell on the sturdy building under the communication antenna, Lin Xiuxuan was terrified. For fear that the attack and defense will destroy the antenna. Fortunately, the ballistic trajectory of the anti-aircraft guns used was straight, and the power generation facilities and antennas were not damaged. The second round*, which was scattered aimlessly, landed in every place around the communication post, was equally thrilling.

Lin Xiuxuan continued to shout on the radio, and no one responded, but he continued to call, ordering them to abandon the original blasting plan. Qin Xiaosu could receive a call from the 1st Division on the periphery at the same time, and the call would be immediately detonated*, but these communications were too far away, and once they appeared, they would be interfered with by noise from the 400-meter high ground*. Lin's call was sent over as a stitch.

The artillery fire on this side weakened slightly, and the Japanese troops on that side launched a charge, without making any use of the terrain or taking advantage of the artillery preparations. Although the Guards Division guarding the Imperial Palace in Tokyo selected the tallest and best mannered soldiers in all of Japan, it was far inferior in combat skills to those units that were rampant in China. Soon, the charge was stopped by the defender's machine guns, and at least a dozen people were knocked down. Lin saw that a battle that had to be resolved quickly was turned into a positional battle.

Lu Qingshan lay on the top of the hill and continued to shoot at the enemy's command post in the depression, and he killed 4 in a row with no shots; But it is still possible to see people hiding underneath and moving from time to time.

He began to shoot continuously at the temporary headquarters, using the huge kinetic energy of large-caliber bullets to collapse the sandbags of the headquarters into a corner, Ma Qiang immediately understood his intentions, and also manipulated the 92 machine gun to join the shooting. Within ten seconds, the entire sandbag facing them was shattered. An officer covered in blood, holding the detonator in his arms, holding the detonator in his hand, seemed to hesitate. He had enough time to detonate, but Lin Xiuxuan's strange orders made him unable to make effective decisions.

Ma Qiang was already well versed in the ballistics of this short rifle, and he immediately pulled the trigger and watched as the bullet flew through the enemy's steel helmet, blood and * bursting from the enemy's eye socket. The corpse hung its head and began to fall forward.

Lu Qingshan hurriedly made up a shot and hit the enemy in the chest, and the kinetic energy made him fall backwards heavily, so as not to press * and have an accident that reversed history.

Now it looks like the threat has been lifted and no one will stand in the way of Rin's plans anymore. Over there, Ma Qiang began to shoot the enemy's hidden machine gunners, clearing the way for Tojo's raiding party.

The second round of attack still started with a less compact infantry artillery coordination, but this time two Type 95 tanks were invested, and there were finally some targeted strategies. The tanks rumbled through the open field, drawing fire so that the defenders could not penetrate the front of the tanks, and watched as they approached and ran over the barbed wire. The tank drove straight to the vicinity of the concrete fort of the communications post. At this moment, the gunfire around him gradually thinned out.

Qin Xiaosu once again overheard the communication of the Guards Division, and asked the attacking troops to immediately implement the Wuhao plan and destroy the defenders within 5 minutes, I don't know what the hell is going to do.

Listeners disguised as stone recorded the last few gunshots inside the fort, less like a counterattack and more like someone committing suicide.

Lu Qingshan observed that about a small team took control of the generator facility, and at least 100 other people occupied the surface position below the communication antenna, but they did not enter it for a long time, and they were itching to watch.

The delay in the Japanese attack is really flattering, but such a clumsy infantry actually ran rampant through half of China and beat the government army.

The Japanese soldiers who controlled the entrance began to put on gas masks together, obviously the Ukrainian plan was chemical warfare, and the soldiers threw more than a dozen gas canisters into it, it seems that they did formulate a set of attack plans that were quite thoughtful, and the whole plan revolved around the use of poison gas, and they were not prepared to leave a living mouth. Lin raised his wrist and looked at his watch, from the time Lu Qingshan fired the first shot, 20 minutes have passed now, and the attackers still have not controlled all the buildings. If it weren't for their secret help, they wouldn't have seen the slightest chance of success.

Heavy smoke began to rise from the underground building, and officers wearing gas masks and wielding command knives rushed in with shouts. Immediately there was a dull explosion inside, the movement was not large, at most one*, but the situation was unknown, and it was not known whether there was any damage to key equipment.

Lin ordered the sniper team to retreat, he has done his best to help, and the rest of the matter depends on the guys themselves, the sound of him pretending to be an enemy soldier is likely to be heard by nearby enemies. He didn't know if it would be recorded, but it was expected that there would be a reckoning within the enemy, and the best case scenario was that Makino and the others might be implicated and uprooted together, of course, that was just a good wish.

December 6 at 9 p.m. Hawaii time.

The Project 419 submarine has moved to western Hawaii, and she has kept the periscope deep to keep the antenna in a state of acceptance, but has never received the secret message of war. It seems that Team Leader Lin's efforts have failed, and now it's time to release the drone.

The anti-aircraft alert radar watched an anti-submarine plane fly away from a distance, the closest aircraft within a radius of several thousand square kilometers. The submarine quickly surfaced, and the surface team moved the drone into the water and watched it take off.

The drone climbed to 8,000 meters and quietly traversed Honolulu, a bustling sound. From now on, as long as Cheng Dayang gives the order, he will send an attack signal to the Japanese fleet in the north, but he still wants to wait. The time it agreed with Lin Xiuxuan is still in the last 2 hours.

At the same time, the Japanese Embassy in Washington received the 23rd part of the top-secret document, which requires that preparations be made to destroy the code book, and the last part of the diplomatic document between the two countries will be transmitted tomorrow morning, and the diplomatic document must be completed and communicated to the US side at 12 o'clock tomorrow. Although there is no word of war on the documents that have been received, sophisticated diplomats such as Nomura or Kurisu can already perceive what will be delivered to the US side tomorrow. It was bound to be a sleepless night for them.

The Japanese diplomatic telegram was deciphered at the same time, and the head of the Far East Intelligence Division of the Intelligence Bureau, Bratton, determined that the Japanese army would launch an attack on a US military facility in the Pacific within 24 hours. He immediately called General Marshall's office, but the general was not there.

The huge and uncertain whirlpool stirred up by Makino and others certainly disturbed the minds of the navy, but the movement of the navy and army to the South Seas did not change. The fleet sailed from Taiwan and Vietnam to Hong Kong, the Philippines and Malaysia. The accompanying Southern Fleet still chose to follow the Army. The Burmese Independence Army, which is secretly massed on the Thai border, has infiltrated the British-colonized homeland through uncontrollable jungle lanes on the Burma-Thailand border, armed with weapons and radios.

In the Chinese battlefield, a diversionary campaign against Changsha is being planned.

Under Moscow, Zhukov's reserves for counterattack remained just an empty shelf, and the Kalinin Front was bogged down in bitter battles. The German offensive, although already crumbling, was still advancing, at the same time as the clumsy battle was taking place on the bridge of the boat. A crack motorized reconnaissance detachment approached a range of 10 kilometers from the city center, and the commander stood on the machine-gun tower of the six-wheeled reconnaissance vehicle, and could already see the Kremlin spire.

In the early morning of December 7, the mobile fleet was close to the position of the attack, and the six aircraft carriers were divided into two rows and arranged in a 22-kilometer-long rectangular formation. The two aircraft carriers Akagi and Soryu are in front, Kaga and Flying Dragon are in the middle, and finally Xianghe and Zuizuru are in the middle. Two battleships, Billy and Kirishima, led the rest of the destroyers to split the sides of the array.

The lined fleet maintained a speed of 15 knots in the hope of consuming the last period of time and range, but the deck of the carrier was still empty, leaving only a few reconnaissance Zeros.

Below the deck of the aircraft carrier, everyone was making the final preparations, wiping * and the plane, refueling the plane, but the atmosphere was not right, and most of the people were buried in their work and silent. Rumors, most likely, that there would be no war, had long spread among the crews, which demoralized the troops.

Most of the sailors noticed that the fleet commander had not given a pre-battle morale-boosting lecture and had not raised the Z-shaped flag, which symbolized the battle of national fortunes, on the mast. All sorts of rumors among the sailors are beginning to become true, and various undercurrents are surging.

Nagumo Tadaichi was still waiting for a telegram from the mainland. Of course, he could estimate that the order to go to war would most likely not come, and he must be prepared to be assassinated by angry officers and men after giving the order to return, but in any case, he must bring the fleet back.

"Sir, the weather is improving. The surge continues to decrease, and so does the wind speed. "Someone used a telescope to observe the flag outside.

"Yes, the rain has stopped, it's a godsend."

"If there is no war in such a situation, it is simply a betrayal of God's will."

"Sir, raise the Z flag."

Nanyun's face was solemn, and he knew that he had become the target of everyone's attention.

"Take off the reconnaissance plane first."

He could only give a compromise order to continue to delay for a while and see if a miracle would happen.

Kaga and Akagi each had a Zero fighter taking off. Fly straight inside Pearl Harbor for a final reconnaissance.

Cheng Dayang, who is 200 kilometers away from the Japanese fleet, is also under tremendous pressure, and everyone in the command cabin is looking at him, as long as he gives an order, the drone that has reached the east of the United Fleet will send an order to remotely control the Japanese fleet to start a war. But he was still leaning on the periscope with an expressionless face, the last time agreed with Lin Xiuxuan had passed, but he persuaded himself to wait.

Footsteps sounded outside the command module, and someone hurried in the direction of the communication room. Everyone's eyes turned to the hatch.

A messenger on duty rushed in with a piece of paper in his hand.

Without waiting for someone to speak, Cheng Dayang snatched the newspaper and glanced at it. Then turn to someone else.

"Climbing the new high mountains, the dog day is at war." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the captain's persistence is right.

Due to the lower decipherment efficiency of the mobile fleet and the farther distance from the communication room to the bridge, Nagumo got this short telegram with ニイタカヤマノボレ written on it, a minute later than Cheng Dayang. He shuddered as he unveiled the telegram, and then read it aloud with relief as he watched the expectant gazes of the other officers on the small bridge. A shout of banzai that did not know whether to live or die resounded throughout the bridge of Akagi.