On the calm sea, an American destroyer broke the waves. The sea breeze whistled the flags on the battleship, whirring. The sailors nervously looked up at the sky, clutched the tuning wheel on the cannon in their hands, and waited for the enemy to appear.

A few minutes earlier, the fleet had sounded the air defense alarm, and the encounter with the Japanese naval fleet was inevitable, and the moment of decisive battle had officially arrived. The U.S. Navy gathered all the forces he could find to defend Wake Island to the death, while the Japanese Navy also showed its old roots and prepared to fight the U.S. forces to the death on Wake Island.

"Planes! Japanese planes!" a sailor reminded his companion loudly, pointing to the sky, as he stood on a high lookout tower near the top of the destroyer's mast.

This sailor carries a high-powered telescope, and his duty is to look out for the sea, give early warning, and instruct his comrades to attack incoming enemy aircraft. Today's weather was very good, with no clouds and no clear skies, so he spotted a dense group of Japanese naval attack planes flying over from a long distance.

"Oh my God, so much?" muttered a bearded veteran, looking at the sky as if it were overheading with dark clouds. Above his head, at least 30 Japanese planes were flying towards the core of the American fleet without the slightest intention of diving.

"Fire!" With a command, the cannons on the American destroyer began to roar, and one shell after another flew into the sky, exploding at a predetermined height, turning into one magnificent firework after another. The Japanese Zeros were interspersed between these artillery fires, and it seemed to be teasing the shooters of the American anti-aircraft guns, which was very annoying.

"Aim! Don't mess around! Keep shooting according to the divided area! Don't give the Japanese planes room to dive! Quick! Fire!" The air defense commander commanded loudly while he stood on the bridge of the air defense command ship in the open air, while his side, with 12. The American soldiers with 7 mm machine guns constantly strafing into the sky were desperately aiming at a Japanese torpedo attack plane.

The Japanese planes did not mean to dive at all, they aimed at important targets behind these destroyers, so they did not have time to waste their energy on these small destroyers. Nagumo Tadaichi's idea was very simple, that is, to sink the last US aircraft carrier in one breath and avenge the first battle off the coast of the Philippines.

In the rear, on the bridge of the Japanese Navy's aircraft carrier Akagi, Nagumo Tadaichi was analyzing the current engagement between the two sides with General Yamamoto Isoroku. The entire bridge was extremely busy, many radio stations were ticking, and some junior and middle officers were analyzing the information transmitted from all sides.

"The U.S. fleet was spotted by water reconnaissance planes from the battleship Kongo, and 15 minutes ago I ordered the first wave of attack forces to take off to search and attack the area. Just sent back a message from the pilot, they confirmed that the American fleet was attacking one of the battleships. Nagumo pointed to the map and explained to Yamamoto the current state of the engagement.

In fact, Yamamoto 56's flagship, that is, the flagship of the Combined Fleet, is the new battleship Nagato launched by the Japanese Navy in 1922, but because Yamamoto saw the future combat capability of aircraft carriers in the battle of the German Navy's aircraft carrier fleet to challenge the sea power of the British Empire, he often moved his headquarters to Nagumo Tadaichi's Akagi.

Soon Yamamoto fell in love with the spacious battleship of the aircraft carrier, the straight and spacious deck was easy to make people feel comfortable, and even better, the aircraft carrier easily provided a large command room and an officer's lounge for Yamamoto to enjoy, compared with the battleship the software and hardware were not inferior.

He knew that at this moment, several Japanese battleships had begun to search and attack, approaching the fleet of the US Navy, but it was obvious that the reaction speed and propulsion speed of the carrier-based aircraft were better, and his battleship fleet had not yet sent back the news, and the carrier-based aircraft in Nagumo Tada's hand had already begun to attack.

"Nangumo-kun, in the future naval battle, the aircraft carrier fleet will inevitably occupy a place, and the future of the Imperial Navy depends on the commander of the air fleet like you. "Yamamoto Isoroku is a typical bureaucratic commander, let him coordinate and predict the trend of the battle is definitely a genius-level expert, but to let him command the front-line fleet to fight directly, that is not his strong point.

The entire Combined Fleet is now almost in disarray, and the landing fleet is approaching Wake Island, but the battleships that were supposed to support the landing force have been transferred to other seas by Yamamoto's order to search for the attacking American fleet. As a result, the landing force suffered heavy losses on the beachhead, but still did not achieve the results it deserved.

Nagumo Tadaichi's carrier-based aircraft were good, saving some points for the Japanese Navy, and his aircraft were attacking the U.S. Navy fleet, relying on the excellent performance and long range of the Zero fighter, and the Japanese Navy launched the attack earlier than the U.S. Navy.

While Yamamoto was mobilizing his huge combined fleet in a slightly chaotic manner, the U.S. Navy was already in agony. All the carrier-based fighters on the USS Saratoga took off and became entangled with the Japanese fighters in the air, but the number of Japanese planes was much more than that of the US military, and the army aviation could not draw troops in time to support them, so the US Navy could only rely on itself now.

It is obviously not an easy task to deal with the increasing number of Japanese aircraft on your own, after all, although there are three battleships in the US fleet that have just been repaired, but these battleships have internal injuries, and what is worse is that because of the age of the ships, most of the battleships have imperfect anti-aircraft firepower.

To put it bluntly, this seemingly huge American fleet has a bit of a patchwork flavor in it. In fact, eighty percent of the strength of the U.S. Navy is already here, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a patchwork fleet. It's just that this patchwork fleet is about to pay the price for its helplessness.

The battleship Nevada was first hit by a Japanese torpedo, and then its speed slowed down completely. The Japanese planes in the sky swooped down like flies smelling a fishy smell, and within half an hour of launch, the battleship Nevada was seriously injured by the Japanese planes and was about to sink.

And shortly after the battleship Nevada was seriously damaged, the American battleship Tennessee was also hit by Japanese aircraft, igniting a raging fire. The U.S. fleet showed in an instant the fatigue of slapping a swollen face and being fat, and several important warships were all hit and caught fire in a disproportionate manner, and even the Japanese pilots could not believe that they could easily crush such a huge American fleet.

If the victory of the last attack on Pearl Harbor allowed the Japanese naval aviation to build up their self-confidence in a certain way, it was after all only an attack on a fixed target anchored in the harbor, and it was not a regular engagement at sea. This time, however, the situation was different, the Japanese Navy and the US Navy were engaged in a normal engagement, and the results achieved by the Japanese Navy planes were genuine, and there was no longer the slightest moisture.

"There is no way! There are too many Japanese planes, and their aircraft carriers are at least four times our size. We don't even have a room to fight back. The U.S. commander sighed helplessly, put down his binoculars, and said with some reluctance.

Not far from his battleship, the battleship Nevada was slowly sinking, and the battleship Tennessee had exploded and twisted, and the flames were soaring. The US fleet had no room to fight back at all, and the morale of the Japanese detachment that had been boosted by a sneak attack on the waters off the coast of the Philippines a few days ago was once again beaten back to its original form by the ferocious Japanese naval aviation.

The anti-aircraft guns on American destroyers and cruisers fired frantically into the air, and tracer bullets made the trajectory clear in the daytime. However, the number of Japanese planes shot down was pitiful, and for most of the time American sailors could only watch their friendly fighters being tortured and killed by Japanese Zero planes one after another.

"How is it possible to have such an airplane, so good maneuverability, so fast?" a U.S. Navy officer complained with a telescope, "I heard that the German FW-190D fighter is very powerful, even more powerful than this kind of aircraft?"

While he was talking, another P-40 Army fighter jet was knocked into the sky by a Japanese plane, which dragged a long plume of smoke into the sea, crashed headlong into the sea, and then splashed a tall column of water.

"Oh my God! another one has been shot down!" he stared at the column of water that had stirred up on the surface of the sea, and his face was full of disbelief written in horror. He did not believe that there were aircraft more ferocious than the Zero fighters of the Japanese naval aviation, and that today the US Navy would be able to defeat such an adversary.

"Captain! Telegram!" a non-commissioned officer rushed over and handed a telegram to the American officer, which made the American destroyer captain even more frustrated, he looked back in the direction of his fleet, and then gave the order to rescue as many people as possible from the water and get out of the field.

The content of the telegram was the sinking of the USS Saratoga, the flagship of the United States, and that the commander of the US Pacific Fleet was killed by a bomb dropped by a Japanese aircraft and died on his own combat post. And with the death of this commander, the battleship Nevada sank, the battleship Tennessee sank, and the other battleship Oklahoma did not escape the fate of sinking, and after escaping from the warring sea for several kilometers, it was discovered by Japanese aircraft and sunk on the road to rout.

With the great victory of the Navy, the Japanese landing force finally gained a firm foothold on Wake Island, and the U.S. Army Defense Force was ordered to lay down its arms and surrender to the Japanese army after holding out for several hours.