Halsey did not laugh at Spruins as timid as a mouse anymore and was too cautious. On the contrary, after holding the telegram from Spruins, he was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha. I like him this Spruins!"

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Halsey likes Spruins, because Koga Fengichi doesn't like this typical American soldier with a slightly downward mouth even with a smile, and he doesn't like the desperate style of the US Navy attacking before sunset.

This desperate style of fighting has always been a glorious tradition of the Japanese Navy. Now the US Navy's sudden stubborn battle to the death made all the commanders of the Japanese Navy feel at a loss. Koga Fengichi's idea is actually very simple. He surrounded the American navy fleet on three sides. Then the Americans saw this strategy and began to retreat in full swing. After the time was dragged into the night, he began to chase the US fleet desperately, sinking several warships, and then using the cover of the dark sky to go to the end of the night. What a good process and ending.

But the Americans suddenly began to attack desperately, and Koga Feng suddenly became confused. Because the information of the Japanese Navy has never been very accurate, at this time, the United States suddenly attacked the entire line. Is it because there is any support behind it? He didn't know what the US military had, whether it was really a desperate attempt or a huge trap.

Just when he was hesitating, the US Navy was not idle. They started taking off as many aircraft as possible and then flew towards the direction where the Japanese Navy aircraft carriers were. These aircraft were loaded with torpedoes and bombs, with the purpose of leaving the only aircraft carriers of the Japanese Navy as much as possible while it was still dawn.

"Send a telegram to General Kurita! Let his fleet start to turn southeast immediately and quickly move closer to the US fleet! Quickly!" Koga Feng realized that if his battleship troops could no longer cause some trouble to the US Navy, then before dark, the aircraft carrier fleet behind his palace would be completely wiped out by the US Navy.

At this time, he didn't care whether the US Navy had any other tricks, because if the US Navy was allowed to wipe out the aircraft carrier fleet, he would have lost the war strategically in this battle, just like Ikuro Yamamoto. If the dealer ate all the gambling books, the gambler who first got off the table must be the one with the least capital. Unfortunately, Japan is the poor man with the least bets.

"Hi!" The adjutant standing on the left hand of Koga Fengichi quickly turned around and went to the telegraph room to convey Koga Fengichi's orders. He walked very quickly because no matter which of these orders, they were related to the future fate of Japan. The bridge was strangely quiet, and standing on the Yamato battleship, you could not even feel the swaying waves coming from your feet. This giant warship with a full load displacement of more than 70,000 tons can be said to be the largest artillery battle machine built by mankind in history.

This is also Koga Fengichi's biggest reliance. He knew that as long as he entered the combat range of the Yamato battleship, the warships of the US Navy would be beaten to no avail. At that time, the Japanese Navy would chase and kill them all the way until it defeated the entire US fleet.

...

"Baga Road! What the hell is it? We had just sailed to the northeast for a while and sent us another order to turn to the southeast?" Koga Fengichi's telegram was quickly reached Keno Kurita, but the commander of the vanguard fleet frowned at this moment, a little unbelieving the telegram in his hand.

It will take at least ten minutes for his fleet to join the support fleet that is waiting for the north. At this time, his fleet will turn at full speed and will shake off the slow Fusang battleship of the support fleet again. His fleet has just experienced an air defense battle, and the casualties and injuries are still under statistics. What's the joke?

What made Kurita even more unwilling to accept was that the telegram did not explain why he was allowed to go south, but was just a very general order. Keno Kurita took the order and thought about it repeatedly, his mind full of the idea that Koga Fengyi wanted to use him as bait.

It is not a doubt that Kurita is suspicious. Koga Fengichi's combat order has been changed several times, and before that, he fooled the Kurita fleet to face the bombing of US carrier-based aircraft alone. Combined with these things that have happened, even if Kurita Keno is open-minded, he still feels like Koga Fengichi is "selling teammates".

"If Marshal Yamamoto was commanding this battle, he would not have issued such a playful combat order." Keno Kurita stood in his command position, with his hands behind his back, and pinched the telegram in his palm with the command of Commander Koga Fengichi into a bunch of wrinkles.

...

In the Naval Base in Wugang, Japan, Marshal Iroku Yamamoto, who has been idle at home since his dismissal, is inspecting the battleship Musashi being built on the dock with several officials from the base camp. His current position is the chief of the Japanese Navy's logistics department, but he has not arranged too many exclusive work.

In the waters near the Pesme Islands, when the Japanese Navy was in a large-scale battle to determine life and death with its opponents, Yamamoto Iroku, as the Japanese Navy Marshal, enjoyed the peaceful sunshine of his motherland on land.

"Marson Marshal, the battleship Musashi will be fully equipped in three months, and the battleship Shinobu will be launched in the water and then put into service. At that time, the Great Japanese Empire will have three of the world's most powerful battleships, and the US Navy is not afraid of at all." An accompanying officer stood on the dock where the Musashi was docking, pointing to the Musashi, which was installing electronic equipment and other small equipment, proudly boasting to Yamamoto.

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

Yamamoto Izuru didn't say anything at all. He just looked at the huge Musashi battleship and thought worriedly about how to transfer Japan's huge but weak shipbuilding industry to a truly useful aspect as soon as possible. Just as the United States started construction of a total of 10 Essex-class aircraft carriers, the Japanese Navy was still tightening the belts for the two battleships. This was a pity.

"Marson! You are so restless, as if you are worried about the fleet of General Koga Feng Ichi's fleet?" Another officer saw Yamamoto's absent-mindedness and asked, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty the Emperor and Amaterasu will bless the imperial navy and will last for a long time."

"His Majesty the Emperor bless everyone with a long martial arts fortune." Yamamoto Iroku said with some emotion: "But we all have to use our lives and spirit to respond to His Majesty's blessing and care! The joint fleet is fighting at sea. As a general of the Imperial Navy, I have to worry about it."

"Hi! Marshal, what you are saying." The two officers mentioned His Majesty the Emperor and immediately bent down to pay tribute: "But we heard that General Koga Feng's fleet was very powerful, enough to annihilate the US Navy and save the Pacific War."

Tadichi Nakumo, when I am not on the front line, everything depends on you. Don’t let me down, don’t let His Majesty down. Looking at the sea in the distance, Iroku Yamamoto sighed in his heart. He prayed silently in his heart, praying that the Japanese Navy could survive this difficulty and make his own contribution to the eternal prosperity of the empire.

A few days ago, he visited the Japanese Navy's primary pilot training base, where he saw a group of childish children. They were all willing to swear to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, and were willing to fly the plane to use less skillful techniques to hit the US Navy's warships to recover their current disadvantages.

Although senior officials repeatedly promoted this kind of shattered suicide attack as a heroic act that could change the situation of the war, Iroku Yamamoto knew that this kind of impact would only cause trouble for the US Navy. How could these teenagers who had only trained to fly in formations twice, break through the US carrier-based aircraft defense line that even the elite Japanese pilots could not break through?

"I hope Koga can create miracles for our empire that I have not been able to create." Yamamoto faced the sea breeze blowing from the sea, pressed his hand on the extremely gorgeous marshal's command knife around his waist, frowned and murmured softly. Not far from him, the hardworking Japanese ship workers were installing some parts on the deck of the Musashi battleship.

"Hmph, our navy is already good, at least it is still fighting back strategically." Behind him, the officer who was promoting the Musashi battleship just now, saw that the marshal was in a bad mood, quickly explained: "The army is really embarrassing. I heard that the westward advance strategy led by Tojo himself was defeated by the Chinese army. Not to mention Wuhan, even Hukou was almost lost..."

"That's right, I heard that they blamed the navy for the lack of cover ships along the river, and that our navy intended to not cooperate..." Everyone was willing to do such a thing as pouring dirty water from the army. So another officer quickly added: "Can we blame us? Who doesn't know that during the Battle of Shanghai, the Chinese army at the estuary of the Yangtze River sank so many ships, and our warships could not enter at all."
Chapter completed!