But even during this period, the bomber formation followed the footsteps of the Japanese assault formation from beginning to end, and a team even deliberately lowered the height of the warning mission to prevent the fighters on the aircraft carrier from suddenly taking off - although those were just small numbers of Zero fighters.

In fact, the reason why this bomber formation followed the fleet with confidence was not only 60 years ahead of the technological level, but also because most of the aircraft carrier decks were not fighters, but bombers - Type 99 dive bombers.

Imperial Air Force formation, in the Wild Eagle cabin.

Bao Hui smiled slightly mockingly and took off his military cap: "It looks more optimistic than I expected."

The adjutant remained silent. Wang Hunjia said expressionlessly: "Not everyone is like you. Just like I said, we are not afraid of death, but we are meaningless."

"You said this too early." Bao Hui smiled coldly, "Then, the crew of the eighty-three aircraft agreed to continue the mission, and the other one hundred and ninety-nine aircraft were planning to follow you."

He stood up, put on his military cap, and tidied up his uniform: "I'll leave this plane to you. I can parachute."

But Wang Huijia stepped forward and stopped him.

Bao Hui's face darkened: "What?"

Wang Huijia smiled and said, "You can't leave."

He looked at the adjutant again, who was silent for a while and nodded.

Bao Hui turned cold: "You are still planning to tie me to you? Wang Huijia, don't-"

However, the lieutenant colonel interrupted him: "We'll go with you."

He looked Bao Hui in the eyes: "I just found a glimmer of life for those brothers. But as you said, I still think of myself as a real soldier - I am even an officer. You are our chief, and we will follow wherever you go. If it is really like you said, we will fly out in the end... I will take all the responsibility."

Bao Hui looked at him in a daze, and after a while he sighed: "Why are you doing this..."

But Wang Huijia has issued his own order through the communicator-

"Ltd Colonel Du Jinming, you are now here to take over as the commander of the first formation."

"Remember, no matter where you go in the future - we are the Chinese Air Force. Our army's slogan is to advance, and then advance!"

Then he turned off the communicator and stuffed his gun into Bao Hui's hand: "Now you have 84 planes."

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It took half an hour to endure in the formation. For those on the sea, this half hour was also difficult.

Tadichi Nagamoto experienced many extremely difficult situations in his life, but never once did he feel like he is now, which made him uneasy.

Even a battle - a vigorous battle is better than the current situation. A huge formation of more than 200 bombers has been flying over the fleet, and before that they have confirmed that it was a Chinese plane.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, he feels quite powerless - although the other party does not know why it has not launched an attack for the time being, the huge threat is entrenched on the fleet.

The fleet has transformed the formation into a box formation - this is one of the most effective defensive formations of the bomber formation. He has no doubt that the huge fuselage must also hide the chilling defensive firepower, and it is almost impossible for carrier-based fighters to break up their formation alone.

What's more, he didn't even know whether his flagship could still float on the sea before all carrier-based aircraft left the ship.

A cloud of hesitation and anxiety spread in his heart until five minutes later.

The local message sent by the local government - the "Climbing New High Mountain" operation was intercepted by the US military, a large number of US military aircraft are taking off the air in Pearl Harbor, the US Navy battleships have sailed out of the military port, and three other aircraft carriers are merging with them.

The other party may be bluffing - they don't know where their fleet is currently. It's about to start night again, and American planes cannot rush to a long distance at this time, but it's more a symbolic sign that they are ready to fight back.

Nakayama put down his phone and looked at the bloody clouds in the distance—

Sunset.

He knew he would never hear the message that meant the successful attack—

"Tiger, tiger, tiger!"

So on the vast golden ocean, Lieutenant General Tadaichi Nagamo, saw the last brilliant fireworks in his life - the light and heat were like the sun, and the passion was so fierce that he could not refuse.

Two minutes after the sixth "Zero" fighter took off, three "Steper" air-to-ground missiles accurately hit the bridge of the Akagi aircraft carrier from a height of 12,000 meters and ten kilometers away. What followed was a more violent air strike - a force that should not belong to this era, but at this moment, it sounded the death knell for this assault fleet that should have left a heavy ink and heavy mark in the history of this time and space.

The strike came violently and suddenly. The 60-year-old gap in technology generation was far from experience, courage, fighting spirit, etc. could be made up. After more than ten minutes, the huge mothership floating on the sea turned into a burning giant steel coffin. A whole fleet burst out of flames on the vast ocean, and fragments of steel and wood splashed everywhere. A large number of bombers and fighters who had no time to take off were buried in the fire together.

When the Wild Eagle climbed up to the height, adjusted its course, and flew further east, they saw the rolling smoke and the tumbling flames. The Japanese Navy's anti-aircraft artillery fire was completely powerless in the face of the Sky Fortress bomber formation - because the height of the aircraft group had far exceeded their range. The limited number of Zero fighters climbed quickly after taking off, and in an almost suicide manner, they tried to "break the jade".

However, the bomber's altitude also exceeds the ability of this model - the ceiling of the Zero fighter is 10,000 meters. The aileron countereffect at a height of 10,000 meters made this fighter with the best performance in the early stages of World War II lose control and began to roll terriblely - it fell into a high-speed tail spin before being shot down by artillery fire from the Sky Fortress.

Wang Huijia grinned: "I won."

Bao Hui sighed slightly: "They don't know what we can do. Even if we are there..." He frowned, "In this era, no one would want to have any aircraft that can accurately hit the target at an altitude of 15,000 meters."

Wang Huijia smiled: "Of course I never thought that someone would travel here - nor did I think that there would be something called a few decades later. I really want to go to China with them to see... to see where the problem lies, and will be ridden by the Japanese - such a small country?"

Bao Hui glanced at him—the tone was much softer because of the decision he had made just now: "You really only think about this question, but not why we came here?"

"Is this still necessary?" Wang Huijia waved his hand, "Can the electricity be gone for a whole year, and a bunch of people suddenly run out and set fire on their palms - can you not accept this kind of thing? I heard that the reason why electricity is gone is not because of the explosion of sunspots and supernova, but because of the intersection of parallel universes or something - do you think what we are facing now understandable?"

Bao Hui frowned and did not answer. He could see the afterglow ahead - they were heading east and the sunset was heading west. But it was precisely because of this that the sunset this time seemed quite long. There were even a few seconds when he felt that if they could fly faster...

Or you can see the rising sun again.

By catching up with time, you may be able to return to the era they should have belonged to.

"What are you doing..." he murmured to himself.

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"What are you doing?" Lu Renjia glared, "Is it just him flying through silently?"

Xiao Bingyi pursed his lips tightly. After Lu Renjia shouted the third time, he whispered: "Or can you really fly back."

"Do you really believe him?" Lu Renjia laughed crazy, "You can fly back just like that?"

"If you don't believe him, why did you vote for it?" Xiao Bingyi looked at him lightly.

Lu Renjia stopped. He stared at Xiao Bingyi silently for a few seconds, and the flush on his face slowly retreated. Then he turned his face and stared at the distant sky, as if he was about to see a flower in the void.

Xiao Bingyi smiled, stayed silent for a while with him, and suddenly said, "You should be a father after this mission. When is the due date?"

"Next Wednesday." Lu Renjia's tone returned to calm. After thinking about it, he said, "It's a good thing that I'm calling."

"Well, it's a good thing that I've called." Xiao Bingyi turned to smile at him, "So, for your wife and your son, I have to continue flying forward."

Lu Renjia forced a smile and stopped talking.

The fleet chased the afterglow of the sunset and flew for an hour and a half in the dim night.

The sunlight disappeared and the night became dim. At this altitude, the temperature changes in spring, summer, cold and heat did not change much. They saw the stars, while the moon was still behind them. The sky was clear and the sight was good.

So they saw that thing.

It also looks like a bright moon, just a bright moon in the east and hanging low above the clouds.

It is quite huge, even though it is far apart, it is as big as a football goal. It is round and emits a faint white light. It cannot see its edge clearly, but it feels that the edge is "where it should be".

In fact, it is this feeling - the "bright moon" in the previous second was still a confusing little light spot, but in the next second, it suddenly became huge and suddenly appeared in front of everyone. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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