Yamamoto's plane encountered an ambush by Xu Rui and Lang Ya. At this moment, the bullet fired by Xu Rui hit the tail of the plane. The plane emitted thick smoke and continued to fall downwards.
The pilot shouted: "Marshal, the plane is out of control, parachute quickly!"
But Yamamoto Isoroku sat there, closing his eyes tightly, as if he didn't hear anything. Yamamoto Isoroku knew that he had no hope of survival, so he should die with dignity. If he really wanted to parachute, those American fighter jets would not let him go, even if he was lucky enough to escape the machine gun. Shooting and falling into this boundless sea, what else can you do besides feeding the fish
In a trance, Yamamoto Isoroku saw himself as a boy. A child of a samurai family constantly tempered his will in the wind and waves, and then became a navy, making the sea his home. He has been associated with the sea all his life. Now, he is about to return. This sea can be regarded as a worthy death...
Yamamoto Isoroku knew that his life was coming to an end, and he decided to die with dignity like a samurai, and his soul returned to the sea. He sat here motionless, letting the plane continue to fall downwards.
However, Xu Rui did not let go of the plane that was about to crash into the sea. Xu Rui did not want to leave Yamamoto Isoroku any chance of survival.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
The bullets continued to fire, hitting the plane on which Yamamoto Isoroku was riding, turning the plane into a sieve. Yamamoto Isoroku was hit by several bullets, his head tilted, and he fell on the seat. Then, the plane plunged into In the jungle by the sea, no more shadows can be seen...
Success!
Xu Rui breathed a sigh of relief. Both Japanese transport planes were shot down. His mission had been completed. Yamamoto Isoroku, the military god of the Japanese navy, was doomed!
"marshal!"
The only two Zero fighter pilots saw that Yamamoto Isoroku's plane was shot down. They were extremely sad and angry. They immediately launched a desperate charge in the air towards the plane piloted by Xu Rui. They failed to complete their mission and protected Yamamoto Isoroku. In order to die together with Xu Rui, he ignored the other enemy fighters behind him and charged straight at Xu Rui's plane from the left and right directions while continuously firing wildly at the same time.
"I'll fuck you, uncle!"
Xu Rui cursed and rolled one barrel after another. The two barrel rolls finally avoided the suicidal charge of the two planes. The next moment, the two Japanese fighter planes couldn't dodge and collided with each other in the air. It turned into a huge fireball, with sparks shooting out. The wreckage continued to fly into the air and fell into the jungle.
At this point, all two transport planes and six transport planes were shot down, and Xu Rui won a great victory.
"Onion, I am Tomato. I have completed my mission and request to return." Xu Rui said over the radio.
"Tomato, congratulations on your successful mission. I agree with your return."
"Brothers, go back!"
Xu Rui's fighter jet soared into the sky, turned into a bolt of lightning, and flew forward.
"Haha, let's go!" The donkey yelled and flew away.
"Hey, wait for me!" Digua followed closely.
"These guys." A smile broke out on Leng Tiefeng's frosty face.
More than a dozen planes roared away and gradually disappeared between the sea and the sky. Only the scattered plane wreckage on the sea told people that an air battle that had a profound impact on the Pacific war situation had just occurred here. On this day, it was the U.S. air strike on Tokyo. anniversary…
The next day, the Japanese search team found Yamamoto's body. They saw Yamamoto wearing a green military uniform, holding a saber in his hand, and sitting upright.
After learning the news of Yamamoto Isoroku's death, senior U.S. military officials celebrated with joy. The Pacific Command sent a congratulatory message to Nimitz: "There is a peacock in the duck's pocket!"
"Peacock hunting" has become synonymous with this legendary action, and this also represents Yamamoto's status in the hearts of the US military.
Japan blocked the news of Yamamoto Isoroku's death for 34 days. On May 21, Radio Tokyo announced the news of "Yamamoto's heroic sacrifice." On June 5, the streets of Tokyo were packed, and millions of people attended Yamamoto's funeral.
The death of Yamamoto Isoroku was a huge blow to Japan, especially the navy, which suddenly lost its backbone. Most of the middle and lower-level officers of the navy and most of the soldiers seriously believed that Japan would definitely win because they had Yamamoto. General Fifty-six, General Yamamoto will definitely win this war just like Marshal Togo led them to win the Russo-Japanese War.
The word "Commander" generally refers to it in general, but within the Combined Fleet, the title "Our Commander" only belongs to Yamamoto Isoroku. This shows how high Yamamoto Isoroku's status is in the Combined Fleet.
It can be seen that Yamamoto's death shocked the hearts of Japanese soldiers and civilians greatly, and the day of Yamamoto's death was also the first anniversary of Doolittle's air raid on Tokyo. The superstitious Japanese always thought that there seemed to be some meaning in it.
Before Yamamoto's death, no one in Japan thought about failure. However, after Yamamoto's death, many people thought for the first time that Japan might fail.
At this time, Japan was militarily defeated and economically passive. In the previous Sino-Japanese war, Japan also lacked steel, but they could import scrap steel from the United States. But now, the United States has become an enemy, and steel cannot enter. However, Japan's land is so small that it cannot be self-sufficient in steel. In order to build more weapons, the Japanese donated all their steel products. Some even donated their spare time and cooking pots. Daily necessities were extremely scarce.
Moreover, since most of the working-age workforce joins the military, Japan's labor force is extremely scarce. Young men are rarely seen on the streets, and more heavy physical labor is borne by women.
In addition to these, more and more urns were transported back from the front line. Japan had begun to lose a lot of blood, and the Japanese gradually lost confidence in the victory of the war.
Yamamoto Isoroku's death in battle also took away the Japanese's confidence in victory, but the combined fleet still needed a leader, so Furumine Kaichi came to the front desk and took over the position left by Yamamoto Isoroku.
The Japanese Navy was gloomy, but Xu Rui and the Third Regiment on Guadalcanal were a happy scene. Killing Yamamoto Isoroku made Nimitz very excited, but Xu Rui and Langya were Chinese and could not be promoted, so in order to thank Xu Rui Thanks to Rui and Langya's contribution this time, Nimitz had a whole shipload of supplies shipped to the third regiment. There were thousands of boxes of beer, as well as turkey legs, sausages, cheese, canned beef, Coke, etc. The delicious food made the soldiers of the third regiment really excited.
With so many supplies, Xu Rui decided to celebrate properly, so he decided to have a banquet in the evening.
Digua was delighted when he heard this and said, "Captain, can I invite some female companions to the banquet?"
Xu Rui said: "Diya, you are a revolutionary warrior. You should pay attention to your emotions and don't mess around."
Digua said aggrievedly: "Captain, I am like a tree in the wind, and a woman will jump straight up and I can't push her away. But don't worry, Commander, I will overcome all difficulties, not play with emotions, and be a compassionate and righteous person." Revolutionary warrior.”
"roll!"
Xu Rui could only smile bitterly at Di Gua's shameless attitude of not being ashamed but being proud of it. Once upon a time, he was not just like Di Gua, showing mercy everywhere, but since Xiao Taohong and the others were gone, he really couldn't be emotionally any more. It can't withstand the blow.
Perhaps, only by experiencing that kind of unforgettable love can we truly understand the true meaning of love.
The dinner in the evening was very sumptuous. Digua not only brought the black female second lieutenant with whom he had a fierce fight, but also brought more than 20 female soldiers. These female soldiers had skin as white as snow and as black as black pearls. But there is one characteristic, they all have big breasts and curvy butts, and a hot body shape, which makes these officers and soldiers who have not been aware of the taste of meat all year round are drooling.
After dinner, there was another dance. Under the beautiful music of the gramophone, Digua hugged the black female ensign and danced side by side, causing the soldiers to applaud and shout.
The more than twenty female soldiers waited for a while and saw that no one asked them to dance, so they took the initiative to stand up and choose their favorite person from the crowd to dance.
"Miss, I can't dance." A young and handsome soldier said shyly.
Unexpectedly, the soldier's shy expression aroused the interest of the beautiful woman who invited him to dance. She laughed and pulled the soldier up, and then taught the soldier how to dance.
As she danced, the beauty's eyes were not honest. She stared at the soldier's strong chest and drooled...
"I'm talking about sweet potato, your girlfriend is quite bright." said the donkey.
Digua said: "Hey, this is called personality, I like those with personality."
"Diya, your black beauty is half a head taller than you, can you handle it?" called Donkey teasingly.
Digua's face was neither red nor white, and he said proudly: "Is it possible that she can follow me?"
"You can do it!" Binglu smiled and held up his thumb. At this moment, Binglu spotted a beautiful Caucasian woman and immediately ran over to dance with the woman.
"Why did you push me?" the second lieutenant said.
"I have taken a liking to this woman. You can go away." Binglu glared. The second lieutenant knew how powerful the wolf fangs were. Although he was unwilling to do so, he did not dare to compete with Binglu. He had to step aside and enjoy Binglu. He went up to dance with the beauty, but the beauty glanced at the donkey and walked away to find someone else.
"Ha ha… "
Seeing the embarrassment of calling a donkey, a leopard laughed loudly.
When calling the donkey, he said: "You're laughing, what's wrong with me? This foreign woman also loves pretty boys!"
He Shuya was sitting on a chair at this time. A beautiful white woman and a brown-skinned woman with obvious Latin American features walked towards him at the same time.
He Shuya thought for a moment, then took the hand of the beautiful white woman and started to dance. He Shuya danced well and very elegantly. After dancing, the white woman's big eyes were filled with tenderness, and she squeezed He Shuya quietly. A look with the back of his hand, a look, and then he walked away with a smile...
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