Three hours was not a long time, and Fang Lang soon heard a report from the war situation center that a large number of aircraft had entered the radar detection range from the direction of Okinawa.
When the fleet approached the House, the combat center found that more than 20 planes had taken off from Shanghai. Fang Lang directly informed the fleet of the situation.
He also ordered all anti-aircraft firepower to be on alert for possible attacks, but it was clear that in the eyes of the Japanese, the House was just a minor problem. The Japanese command was now fully focused on responding to the US air strikes and had no time to pay attention to the House.
Fang Lang was also happy to have some free time, as he had a good chance to watch the fireworks.
However, the Japanese army only had more than 20 planes, and they wanted to stop the huge American fleet. This was a bit like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm.
The air battle soon broke out. Fang Lang could clearly see from the telescope that five flying squadrons of about fifty fighter planes flew out from the US military fleet and directly confronted the Japanese fighter planes.
This made Fang Lang feel that it was too much. Wouldn't it be enough for four squadrons to fight two against one? It would be a bit bullying if you brought five squadrons. Thinking about it, it didn't make sense that four squadrons also seemed a bit bullying.
Alas! Since you are bullying others, why don't you just send out six squadrons? It's not generous at all.
Just when Fang Lang was about to ask his adjutant Qi Qingshan to prepare popcorn, he saw a plane starting to fall with black smoke.
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Fang Lang had already instructed the deputy captain, Amar Reina, to bring the House closer if he spotted a downed plane, and to rescue both American and Japanese pilots.
Fang Lang did not save the Japanese pilot out of humanitarianism. He mainly wanted to try out the hand-to-hand combat he learned on TV to interrogate prisoners.
Planes would fall from time to time, and the House alone was definitely not enough to rescue them, so they had to lower the ship's own transport boat to help with the search and rescue. Just as Fang Lang was enjoying watching the excitement.
Suddenly, I felt a palpitation and quickly turned the telescope to the direction of the warning in my heart. I saw a plane with black smoke swaying towards the House.
Due to the distance, only a small black dot can be seen, and the logo on the plane cannot be clearly seen. But Fang Lang does not need to see the logo clearly, as long as he feels hostile, he will not be polite to you, whether you are Japanese or American.
Directly ordered:
"Bearing 106, one enemy plane, once it enters range, anti-aircraft firepower is free to fire."
Following Fang Lang's order, everyone, whether they saw it or not, began to execute the order reflexively, and soon the anti-aircraft artillery found the target.
The twin 40mm Bofors machine guns and the single 20mm Oerlikon machine guns on the House locked onto the target and opened fire.
Although the enemy plane was shaking and dragging a long black smoke column, it was actually very fast because it was diving at a high altitude.
Anti-aircraft artillery continued to explode in the sky, and the low-level ones still rushed towards the House with strength.
Watching the gradually approaching enemy planes, Fang Lang understood exactly what they meant. This was clearly the same tactic used by the Japanese Kamikaze Special Forces. They wanted to fly the plane directly into the House and die together with the USS House.
As the enemy plane got closer, Fang Lang finally saw the appearance of the enemy plane. It was a Zero fighter with the bright red menstrual flag on its wings clearly visible.
Fang Lang did not order the warship to turn and evade, because the speed of a warship could not be faster than that of an airplane. Although the enemy plane was coming straight from the side of the House, the entire side of the warship was exposed to the enemy plane.
However, the Zero fighter was here for air combat. From the fact that it was able to maintain the stability of the fuselage after being injured, it can be seen that its load was not large and it definitely did not have any bombs.
As long as it doesn't hit below the waterline, it will definitely not cause too much damage to the House. But Fang Lang doesn't want to be hit by this damn thing!
As the enemy planes approached, the firepower network on the House became more and more dense. Finally, when the enemy planes were about 200 meters away from the House, they were directly hit by an anti-aircraft gun.
A huge fireball exploded instantly, and the entire plane was blown into pieces in mid-air and hit the House.
Everybody dodged and the only sound heard on the boat was a clanging sound like hail.
Fortunately, everyone found shelter in nearby shelters, and apart from an anti-aircraft soldier whose palm was burned by hot debris, there were no other casualties.
Fang Lang couldn't help but pay more attention to the advantage of aircraft attacking warships. Today's warships have no anti-aircraft missiles and no automated radar locking and aiming devices.
If you want to use anti-aircraft firepower to hit the approaching aircraft, you have to rely on luck. It is really frustrating to fight such a war!
The enemy's warships were hundreds or thousands of kilometers away, and they sent planes to attack them, so they could only passively defend themselves. And even though they were driving the advanced Fletcher-class destroyer of the US military,
In front of him was the coast of Shanghai, but he could only watch. The gun had a caliber of only 127 mm and a range of 22 kilometers, which seemed very far away.
However, compared with the fifty-kilometer coastal defense artillery, it was a bit useless. If he wanted to get close to Shanghai, he would have to withstand the enemy's coastal defense artillery bombardment of twenty-eight kilometers before he could start counterattacking.
This is just nonsense.
What weapons are left on the ship? Torpedoes, for use against enemy ships. If the enemy has an aircraft carrier, what good are torpedoes if you can't even find them?
Depth charges can only blow up submarines hiding in the water, and are ineffective against other accidents.
Anti-aircraft artillery can only be used for defense.
This experience made Fang Lang deeply understand that a navy without an aircraft carrier is a joke, and he made up his mind to have his own aircraft carrier.
Even if there is no aircraft carrier, we must have our own aircraft. Fortunately, the Brazilian Navy also wants to have its own aircraft carrier, and everyone agrees on this point.
In addition, the Brazilian Navy has also equipped itself with ten aircraft, and after returning, it will focus its main attention on the Air Force.
Fang Lang remembered that Brazil's aviation industry was very developed later on. It seemed that there was room for Brazil to develop its aviation industry!
Why can't I get involved? Selling airplanes is not a small business. Boeing and Airbus haven't risen yet, so I still have a chance to get involved.
Unconsciously, Fang Lang's thoughts drifted far away, and he scoffed at his plan to lead the House to attack the Japanese transportation lines.
Just as Fang Lang's thoughts were racing, the air battle above had ended. All the Japanese fighter planes were shot down.
American bombers had begun to penetrate the Japanese anti-aircraft fire network and began to attack ships in the harbor.
For some reason, Fang Lang felt very depressed. The war was starting not far from him, but he couldn't participate at all. This was completely different from what he had imagined.
Isn't this just a waste of energy? We didn't even kill a single Japanese. How can we call this fighting the devils? It's embarrassing to talk about it.
After landing in Japan, will he carry out a revenge massacre? I don't know if the soldiers under his command will obey orders. The Americans will not allow it!
The more Fang Lang thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, as if there was a nameless anger in his heart with nowhere to vent.
As if seeing that Fang Lang urgently needed to vent, the signalman reported:
"Sir, we have rescued five Japanese pilots and two American pilots. What should we do with them?"
"Take the Japanese pilots to the front deck and send the American pilots to the lounge to rest. Don't let them out. I want to have a good chat with the Japanese."
Fang Lang's eyes were a little red, and he didn't pay any attention to his own condition.
The signalman felt that Fang Lang gave off a kind of "keep away from strangers" vibe, which was completely different from when they usually saw him. The current Fang Lang made him feel a little scared.
Quickly replied:
"Yes, sir!"
After saying that, he ran away without even looking back.
Fang Lang returned to his lounge, picked up his gun, and headed directly to the front deck.
Five Japanese pilots, tied up tightly, were standing on the deck with nervous faces, facing more than a dozen naval soldiers armed with live ammunition, at a loss.
Soon, the soldiers were seen making way for a passage, and a young officer with red eyes and a Browning M1911 pistol in his hand walked over quickly.
When several people saw the officer in front of them, they felt that the weather was hot, but after being soaked in the sea water and blown by the sea breeze, their bodies were feeling very cool, but they shivered for no reason.
Everyone knew that this was not an illusion, nor was it coldness, but the murderous aura emanating from the young officer.
The young officer did not speak, and they did not dare to speak. They just looked at each other quietly, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.
The scorching sun in the sky did not make them feel any heat at all. In this depressing atmosphere, they felt a chill rising in their hearts.
Gradually, the highest-ranking Japanese pilot could no longer bear this depressing atmosphere, and spoke loudly in English while forcing himself to remain calm:
"According to the Geneva Conventions..."
Before he could finish, the young officer stuffed the muzzle of the gun into his mouth, blocking his voice.
He said in a cold tone:
"Do the Japanese have the right to talk about the Geneva Convention? Have you ever complied with it?"
Without waiting for an answer, he pulled the trigger. The hot bullet passed through the mouth and directly pierced the brain, blowing off the top of his head.
The faces of several Japanese people around changed drastically.
The naval soldiers standing on guard at the back did not expect Fang Lang to kill people so straightforwardly, and they were all shocked.
He pointed his guns at the remaining Japanese pilots, as if he was ready to kill them at the command.
But how could Fang Lang let someone else do his job?
He glanced at the body of the Japanese pilot lying on the deck, spat on him, and turned to look at the remaining people.
Seeing Fang Lang's gaze, two Japanese pilots lowered their heads quickly to avoid Fang Lang's gaze. One even closed his eyes, looking like he was ready to be killed.
Only one person had his eyes wide open, spitting fire as if he wanted to kill Fang Lang.
Fang Lang met his gaze and shot him directly between the eyebrows.
After the gunshots, Fang Lang's cold voice was heard.
"I don't like the look of your eyes."
The two Japanese pilots lowered their heads even lower, their legs were trembling, and their bodies could no longer support them and they were about to fall down.
The Japanese pilot, who had his eyes closed, trembled all over when the gunshot sounded, and then he turned his body slightly, perhaps to confirm whether he was shot.
It was not until he heard the sound of something heavy falling next to him that he was sure that he was not shot, and he closed his eyes even tighter.
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