210 Yamamoto's correspondence
"Mr. Ouyang doesn't know, now the old Xiong Bao of Nicheng has just taken refuge with the Japanese, Xiong Jiandong's tax police force has expanded by a regiment, and the heroine Huang Ba Meizi has suffered a defeat on the ground in Changshu and retreated to Jiangbei. That's why it's a dangerous time. β
"Heroes, you don't ...... How many guns? β
"Guns? At the beginning, there were dozens of people and a few shotguns, but after a few battles, they suffered losses, and there was a useless proposal to break up and bring back all the guns. β
Lin Mian didn't change his color, of course he had a gun, Xu Chong's 12.7 anti-weapon gun was stuffed in his bag, hidden behind broken bricks, and there was a radio station that could make Ouyang Shou's eyes fall off, but he couldn't take it out. Today's troublesome thing was found by himself, and all kinds of inconveniences can only be admitted.
"I see? The brother came down in embarrassment, without a heavy gift, this pistol was given by the Soviet lieutenant when he was leaving, it is better to take it as a thank you gift for saving his life today. β
Ouyang said, pulling out the pistol and handing it over with both hands, looking very respectful.
"How dare you. Since it is a souvenir, you still keep it for yourself, we will escort you to the rear, Shangfeng will naturally be rewarded, people and guns are not worried, Brother Ouyang must not cut off the gifts from friends. β
Lin Xiuxuan said quite sincerely, and insisted that Ouyang Shou put away the pistol again.
"You rest here first, and let them bandage the wound on your head. As for how to get out, let's take a long-term view. β
Chu Aiyun asked the pilot to sit down, took out a roll of gauze from where he didn't know, and bandaged the wounds on his head and hands for the pilot, in fact, the wound on his hand was quite large, in such a hot weather, it was best to sew and disinfect it, there was no shortage of these things in his first aid kit, but he really didn't dare to take it out.
Of course, Ouyang Shou sensed that something was wrong, maybe it was Chu Aiyun's white hands, or maybe it was his skillful bandaging technique. It's a pity that he is not a local, otherwise from the accent, you can also hear the so-called local dialect spoken by these people, which is also a southern and northern accent.
Lin Xiuxuan drilled out of the kiln factory, and Lu Qingshan followed outside.
"Team leader, you've saved people, what should you do next?"
"One sheep is also driven, and two sheep are also herded. When the time comes, find the organizations in the concession and ask for their opinions. β
"Organizationally, will it help us this time?"
"You said this to the layman, the organization is curious at this moment, and it is estimated that it will do everything possible to inquire about our origins, and if I hear that we have someone who wants to ask them to send it to Chongqing, I will definitely agree. This buddy named Ouyang Shou is also a well-informed figure in this era, have you seen that gun? It is not difficult to find out that he has an intersection with the Soviet Air Force, which is good for us to continue to hide. β
"Still want to pretend to be the Soviet Far East Rangers?"
Lin lit a cigarette disapprovingly and did not answer the question.
"But team leader, we can't take him with us next."
"Of course I don't take him with me, just let him and Ma Qiang take them here. Just you and I entered the concession and went to the boulevard to find the traffic station left by Hu Yuexin. Then talk about the various needs. Don't be afraid to owe favors, they are all old-timers, help us. β
"When are you going?"
"It looks like we'll have to search for a while during the day today, and I can't go, so let's go at night."
When they were gathering outside, Captain Ouyang Shou, who was in serious anxiety, was sitting in the broken kiln factory, babbling about him to the people around him. Chu Aiyun and Ma Qiang pretended to sit on the side and listened, while Xu Chong hid far away and looked out through the small hole in the wall.
"I saw with my own eyes that the captain died heroically, but unfortunately he didn't hit the ship. Don't be a prisoner' These were his last words, if it weren't for this mission, we would have gone to Dongwei, Burma next month, waiting to receive American B25 bombers......"
As he spoke, he sighed again, which shows that the calming of emotions cannot be completed overnight.
"Then can the American plane beat the Japanese son's plane?" Chu Aiyun deliberately asked a childish question.
"Hey, in the first battle of Bishan last year, the Japanese dispatched Zero aircraft, and our best Yi 152 and Hawk 75 were not opponents. So far, all the Zeros that have been laid down are all due to ground firepower, and the P40 given by the Americans is nothing more than an improved version of the Hawker, and the British don't want it, and I don't think it may have any advantages. β
The captain is more straightforward, and does not brag about brag in front of a group of country loyal salvation soldiers who don't know anything. Of course, he didn't care if these countrymen could understand what he said, these words had been stored in his heart for a long time, and he had always wanted to fall down, and he could spit it out when he met a layman today.
"Is Zero powerful?" Chu Aiyun asked with wide eyes.
"Hey, since May last year, our bomber brigade has reported the discovery of new enemy planes, and again, there are two new Japanese planes, chasing our fastest bombers all the way from Changyichang to Henan, and the speed and distance are far from being comparable to other Japanese planes. It's a pity that Shangfeng was numb and unmoved at all, and as a result, there was an unprecedented defeat of 913. β
"We don't know anything about the Air Force, but we just think that the plane donation activity on President Chiang's birthday a few years ago was so lively, and we think that our Air Force is as strong as the great powers."
"It's natural for people to think this way. That's because you don't know the ingenuity, or maybe even the chairman himself doesn't know how many planes the Chinese Air Force had before the war...... Madame Jiang naturally knew better. β
"Why does Madame Chiang know better?"
Ouyang Shou shook his head and was silent, only sighing.
The officer's cafeteria of the Nagato, located under the heavy armor squad, is very close to the command bridge and the communications department, which is convenient for all kinds of emergencies, and the generals who eat will go to their respective posts as soon as they wipe their mouths.
Now it's cleaned up, and soft music is playing all around.
Isoroku Yamamoto likes to listen to various reports here because it is relatively spacious and clean. The morning was a successful exercise on paper, followed by a dinner of senior officers, and he was able to contain the arguments of the different factions in the upper echelons, and he realized that he had succeeded in concentrating all the attention of the Combined Fleet on the plan for the Hawaiian raid. Everything made him very satisfied.
At this point, the other important generals had returned to their respective units, and he could sit comfortably and smoke a cigarette while a staff officer reported to him on the progress of the agent submarine training.
Εnishi Takijiro quietly entered the dining room, and the young scholar who had finished the report withdrew, taking the heavy hatch with him by the way.
"Commander, are you still worried about the retreat of those agent submarines?" Onishi said that at this time, only the two of them were left in the huge restaurant.
"That's right, I'm not going to let any unit of the Navy carry out a mission with no return, at least there should be a glimmer of life. Just like the situation when the commander of Dongxiang let the * boat break into Weihai, right? β
"If it's to turn the fortunes of the country around, and at the critical moment of letting go, you don't have to worry so much, right? I think there are still many warriors in the Navy who are willing to trade their lives for enemy ships. β
"You are right, but in history, no country that has used too violent methods to fight the enemy will inevitably lose its national fortunes, and I have never seen a heroic nation that fights to the death to this day stand tall in the world."
Yamamoto's self-created sophistry left Onishi speechless, perhaps because of what he learned from gambling.
"By the way, if you don't show up, I'll almost forget that the astrologers you met in China last time who can predict the future are real or false? Don't be too scrupulous, I've often heard people say that you can't believe all of this kind of thing, and you can't disbelieve it. β
"I think ......" Onishi hesitated for a moment, and although he was ready, he was still worried that he would look like an idiot by saying the following words.
"Think what? Don't be afraid to speak up. Don't be inhibited. β
Yamamoto said, sat down in a chair, closed his eyes, and waited leisurely. He is always interested in all kinds of superpower stories. In fact, he has been secretly collecting the birthdays of his generals and handing them over to a fortune teller, although it is only a reference, but to some extent, it will affect his likes and dislikes of an officer.
"I think...... I don't think they can predict the future, but they simply come from the future. β
He mustered up the courage to speak his mind, and in an instant, the world calmed down.
Time seemed to freeze, and Yamamoto's face seemed to twitch slightly, but his eyes never opened. I don't know how long it took, but I didn't speak. At such a moment, the only reasonable performance of anyone with a city government is to continue to pretend.
"That's what I have to report to you, Commander, today."
"Well, go on."
Yamamoto said with his eyes closed.
"According to them, our Hawaiian offensive will be a major victory."
"Onishi, you shouldn't have revealed such important information to the people."
Yamamoto said unpleasantly.
"No, I didn't mention anything about military plans, that's what they said to me. They say that we will inflict heavy damage on the enemy's fleet in the first battle after the start of the war with the United States, so that the American fleet will not be able to recover within a year. We will dominate most of the Pacific."
Yamamoto opened his eyes abruptly and raised his hand to signal Onishi not to continue. He stood up and walked back and forth in front of the table a few times. As the head of the fleet, who must remain sane at all times, the first thing he needs to consider is no longer what a forecaster has said, but that the information may have leaked out.
"What else did these people say?"
"They say that only the American aircraft carrier will escape. Because at that time, they were all at sea carrying out their respective tasks. β
"No, no, it can't be, according to the information sent back from the locality, one or two aircraft carriers will stay in the port of Oahu at any time. This is the law of deployment of the US Pacific Fleet. With the exception of annual exercises, it is impossible for Kimmel to pull all the aircraft carriers out. β
"Yes, that's what I said, too, but that Asano insisted that this is history. None of the US aircraft carriers are in port. β
"How are these guys doing?"
"The Army, they moved them to the countryside near Tokyo, so that no one would work against them."
"Well done, at least from the point of view of preventing information leakage, we can't let any of them go. I thought, there must have been some leakage of the news and the fact that these people knew about it, so that we could tell our general plan? Did they mention the date of the sneak attack? β
Yamamoto cautiously asked, as few people know for sure about the date of the X day, so this is the best way to investigate the scope of the leak.