Halsey really didn't laugh at Spruance for being cowardly and overly cautious. Instead, he took the telegram from Spruance and was silent for a few seconds, then burst out laughing: "Hahahaha. This Spruance, I like him!"

In fact, it didn't really matter whether Halsey liked Spruance or not, because Koga didn't like this typical American soldier with the corners of his mouth slightly downwards even when he was smiling, and he didn't like the desperate style of the U.S. Navy attacking desperately before sunset.

This kind of desperate fighting has always been a glorious tradition of the Japanese Navy, and now the US Navy is suddenly so stubborn in fighting to the death that the commanders of the Japanese Navy feel at a loss. Koga Fengichi's idea was actually very simple, he surrounded the US naval fleet on three sides, and then the Americans saw this plan and began to retreat in an all-round way, and after the time dragged into the night, he began to desperately pursue the American fleet, and after sinking a few warships, he took advantage of the cover of the dark sky in the second half of the night to fly away -- what a good process and ending.

But the Americans suddenly began to attack desperately, and Koga Mineichi was suddenly confused. Because the intelligence of the Japanese Navy has never been very accurate, is it because the United States is suddenly attacking on all fronts at such a time? He does not know what the US military is trying to do, whether it is really a desperate fight or a huge trap.

While he hesitated, the U.S. Navy was not idle, they began to take off as many planes as they could, and then flew in the direction where the Japanese Navy's aircraft carrier forces were located. These planes were loaded with torpedoes and heavy bombs, and the purpose was to keep as many of the few aircraft carriers of the Japanese Navy as possible on the bottom of the sea while the sky was still bright.

"Send a telegram to Admiral Kurita! Let his fleet immediately begin to turn southeast and quickly move closer to the American fleet! Quick!" Koga realized that if his battleship force could no longer cause some trouble for the US Navy, then the aircraft carrier fleet behind him would be completely annihilated by the US Navy before it got dark.

At this time, he didn't care about whether the US Navy had any follow-up moves, because if the US Navy completely annihilated the aircraft carrier fleet, he would have lost the war strategically, just like Yamamoto Isoroku. Just like a gambler, if the dealer eats up the gambling capital, the gambler who gets off the table first must be the one with the least capital -- unfortunately, Japan is the poor worm with the least gambling capital.

"Hey!" The adjutant standing to the left of Koga Mineichi hurriedly turned around and went to the telegraph room to convey Koga Mineichi's orders, and he walked very fast, because no matter which of these orders was, they were related to the future fate of the Japanese nation. There was an eerie silence on the bridge, and you couldn't even feel the swaying waves under your feet when you stood on the battleship Yamato, a giant battleship with a full load displacement of more than 70,000 tons, which can be said to be the largest artillery machine ever built by mankind.

This is also Koga Fengichi's biggest reliance, he knows that as long as he enters the combat range of the battleship Yamato, the battleships of the US Navy will definitely be beaten to the ground. At that time, the Japanese Navy would pursue it all the way until it crushed the entire American fleet.

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"What the hell is going on? We've just been sailing northeast for a while, and we've sent us another order to turn southeast again?" Koga Mineichi's telegram quickly reached Kurita Keno, but the commander of the forward fleet frowned at this moment, and some did not believe the telegram in his hand.

It would take at least ten minutes for his fleet to join up with the northernmost standby support fleet, at which point his fleet would turn at full speed and throw off the slow battleship Fuso of the support fleet again, and his fleet had just experienced a major air defense battle, and the casualties and damage were still being counted—what kind of joke was it to let the troops kill back in this case?

What Kurita was even more reluctant to accept was that the telegram did not explain why he was sent south, but was just a very general order. Kurita Keno thought about it repeatedly with this order, and his mind was full of thoughts that Koga Mineichi was going to use him as bait.

It's no wonder that Kurita was suspicious, Koga Mineichi's battle order was changed several times, and before that, Kurita's fleet was fooled to face the bombing of American carrier-based aircraft alone. Combined with these things that have happened, no matter how open-minded Kurita Keno is, he has a feeling that Koga Mineichi is "selling his teammates".

"If Marshal Yamamoto was directing this battle, he would not have given such a childish battle order. Kurita Keno stood in his command position, holding his hands behind his back, and crumpled the telegram in his palm with the order of Commander Koga Mineichi into a ball full of wrinkles.

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At the Kure Port Naval Base in Japan, Marshal Isoroku Yamamoto, who had been at home since his dismissal, was inspecting the battleship Musashi, which was being built on the dockyard, along with several officials from the base camp. He is now the head of the Japanese Navy's logistics department, but he doesn't have much of a dedicated job.

In the waters near the Bismarck Islands, when the Japanese Navy was engaged in a life-and-death battle with its opponents, Isoroku Yamamoto, as the Japanese Navy Marshal, was enjoying the peaceful sunshine of his homeland on land.

"Your Excellency Marshal, the battleship Musashi will be fully equipped in three months, and the battleship Shinano will be launched for service later. At that time, the Empire of Japan would have three of the most powerful battleships in the world, and the U.S. Navy would have nothing to fear. An accompanying officer, standing on the dock where the Musashi docked, pointed to the Musashi, which was installing electronic equipment and other gadgets, and proudly boasted to Yamamoto.

It depends on whether the Americans buy it or not. If the battleship Yamato is sunk by the United States this time, where will you fools find three invincible battleships to put together? Also, can the most powerful battleship in the world really make the US Navy not afraid?

Yamamoto didn't speak at all, he just looked at the huge battleship Musashi, and thought worriedly about how to make Japan's huge but weak shipbuilding industry move to really useful things as soon as possible. At a time when the United States was building a full 10 Essex-class aircraft carriers in a row, the Japanese Navy was still tightening its belts for two battleships -- a truly regrettable sight.

"Your Excellency Marshal, you seem to be so distracted, it seems that you are worried about the fleet of His Excellency Admiral Koga Mineichi?" another officer saw Yamamoto's absent-mindedness and asked, "Please rest assured, His Majesty the Emperor and Amaterasu will bless the Imperial Navy and have a long military fortune." ”

"His Majesty the Emperor blesses everyone with a long military fortune. Yamamoto Fifty-six said with some emotion: "It's just that we all have to use our lives and spirits to respond to His Majesty's protection and care! The Combined Fleet is fighting at sea, and as the admiral of the Imperial Navy, I have to worry a little about it." ”

"Hey, Your Excellency, Marshal, you said so. The two officers mentioned His Majesty the Emperor and immediately bent down to salute: "However, we have heard that Admiral Koga Mineichi's fleet is very strong enough to annihilate the U.S. Navy and save the tide of the war in the Pacific. ”

Nagumo Tadaichi, when I was not on the front line, everything depended on you. Don't let me down, don't let His Majesty the Emperor down. Looking at the sea in the distance, Yamamoto Fifty-six sighed in his heart. He silently prayed in his heart, praying that the Japanese Navy could survive this difficulty and make its own contribution to the eternal prosperity of the empire.

The other day he visited the training base for junior pilots of the Japanese Navy, where he saw a group of childish children. They are all willing to swear allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor to the death, and are willing to fly planes and ram warships of the US Navy with less skilled techniques to redeem their current disadvantage.

Despite the repeated claims from the top brass that such a jade-shattering suicide attack was a heroic act that could change the tide of the war, Yamamoto knew that such a collision would only cause problems for the U.S. Navy. How could these teenagers, who had only trained to fly in formation twice, break through the defense line of American carrier-based aircraft, which even the elite Japanese pilots could not break through?

"I hope Koga-kun can create a miracle for our empire that I haven't been able to create. Yamamoto faced the sea breeze blowing on the sea, pressed his hand on the marshal's command knife, which was extremely ornately decorated on his waist, and frowned and whispered. Not far from him, industrious Japanese boatmen were installing some parts on the deck of the battleship Musashi.

"Hmph, in fact, our navy is already good, at least it is still fighting back strategically. Behind him, the officer who was still advocating the invincibility of the battleship Musashi just now saw that the marshal was in a bad mood, and hurriedly explained: "It's really a shame on the army side." I heard that the westward expansion strategy presided over by Tojo himself was defeated by the Shina army, not to mention Wuhan, and even Hukou was almost lost ......"

"That is, I heard that they also blamed the navy, saying that the lack of cover ships along the river is that our navy deliberately did not cooperate...... "Everyone is willing to do such a thing as the navy splashing dirty water on the army." Then another officer hurriedly added: "Can you blame us? Who doesn't know that during the Battle of Songhu, the Yangtze River Estuary Army sank so many ships that our warships could not enter at all." ”

"Okay, if you have time to talk about this, why don't you go and check the oil reserves here! Our war will go on for a long time, and the navy of the Great Japanese Empire cannot lose to anyone!" Yamamoto Isoroku pressed his command knife, took a step, and with his subordinates who did not dare to speak anymore, he left the busy dock and left the battleship Musashi that was being reloaded.