Anti-Japanese War: The whole world is a base vehicle

Lu Yuhua, a general who was well aware of the strategic significance of Qiongzhou Island, decisively ordered the navy that had been cruising in the waters near Qiongzhou Island to wait for an opportunity and destroy the Japanese patrol fleet after learning that the Japanese army had dispatched a patrol fleet.

He understood that if he could successfully destroy this fleet, he would be able to open a key breakthrough in recovering Qiongzhou Island and tip the balance of victory in his favor.

And this heavy mission finally fell on the shoulders of Chen Ming, commander of the Navy's First Fleet.

Chen Ming, the battle-hardened naval commander, was now standing in the spacious yet slightly depressing command cabin of the flagship.

He stood straight with sharp eyes, staring intently at the huge nautical chart in front of him.

On the nautical chart, the symbols representing our fleet and the Japanese patrol fleet were facing each other, and every tiny movement seemed to foreshadow the fierce naval battle that was about to break out.

Chen Ming has a group of ace American warships in his hands.

The fleet, composed mainly of destroyers and cruisers, was like a group of majestic steel behemoths, shining with a cold and majestic light under the sunlight.

These warships are the symbol of our naval power and the hope for victory in this naval battle. They are quietly anchored on the sea, but seem to be silently telling of their desire for battle, waiting for a hearty fight that will make them famous.

"Report to the commander, the Japanese patrol fleet has entered our firing range!" The signalman's rapid and somewhat excited voice instantly broke the brief silence in the command cabin. This voice, like an exciting war drum, announced that the battle was about to begin.

Chen Ming nodded slightly, his expression still as calm as a mountain.

He spoke slowly, and his voice spread throughout the fleet through the communication equipment: "Attention all ships, prepare to attack according to the predetermined plan! The goal is to destroy the Japanese patrol fleet around Qiongzhou Island and clear the obstacles for our subsequent operations!" His words were concise and powerful, but full of firmness and determination. Every word seemed like a reassurance, making every crew member feel a strong sense of mission.

As Chen Ming's orders were issued, the destroyers and cruisers seemed to be injected with vitality. They slowly adjusted their course, and the huge ships turned gracefully on the rough sea like flexible dancers. The muzzles of the guns were aimed at the Japanese patrol fleet that was looming in the distance. The black muzzles were like a pair of angry eyes, staring at the enemy, ready to spit out deadly flames at any time.

On the sea, the wind howled like the roar of a demon. The waves hit the side of the ship, making a dull but powerful sound, as if playing an exciting prelude to the upcoming battle. This naval battle is destined to be a thrilling contest, a fierce collision of courage and wisdom, steel and blood.

"Fire!" Following Chen Ming's deafening order, the artillery on our warships roared first. Flames instantly cut through the sky, like gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky, but with deadly lethality. Shells flew towards the Japanese patrol fleet like raindrops, carrying the anger and determination of our soldiers, whistling towards the enemy.

Instantly, a huge column of water rose from the sea. The water column rushed up into the sky, like a huge white dragon, shining with crystal light under the sunlight. The explosion was deafening, as if it would shatter the entire sea. The Japanese patrol fleet obviously did not expect to be attacked so suddenly and fiercely, and immediately fell into chaos. The soldiers ran in panic, the commanders shouted at the top of their lungs, and the entire fleet was like a group of headless flies, in a mess.

"What's going on? How could an enemy fleet suddenly attack?" The commander of the Japanese patrol fleet, Shinhachi Murata, shouted in panic on the flagship. His face was full of shock and fear, and his confident expression had long disappeared without a trace.

"Sir, it's a well-equipped fleet. Judging from the type of the ships, they should be American battleships!" A Japanese soldier replied in a panic. His voice was trembling, and he was obviously frightened by the situation.

Murata Shinpachi's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm. He never expected that he would encounter such a powerful enemy in this seemingly calm sea. These American warships were like a group of ghosts that suddenly appeared, catching him off guard.

"Everyone, pay attention, counterattack immediately! Don't lose your composure!" He gave the order while pretending to be calm. However, he couldn't hide the panic in his voice. In the face of this sudden attack, his command seemed a little inadequate.

The Japanese patrol fleet responded quickly, and the ships fired back. For a moment, the sea was filled with smoke and flames. The shells of both sides crossed in the air, and explosions came one after another. Each explosion seemed like the roar of the god of death, taking away countless lives.

One of our destroyers was accidentally hit by a shell while dodging Japanese shells. Suddenly, a raging fire broke out, illuminating half the sky. The soldiers on the bridge were knocked to the ground by the sudden explosion, and some were even thrown out of the window by the blast.

"Put out the fire quickly! Rescue the wounded!" the destroyer captain shouted in the chaos. His voice was hoarse but firm, and was particularly clear amid the explosion.

Regardless of the risk to their lives, the crew quickly put themselves into action to put out the fire and rescue the wounded. Some of them rushed to the blazing fire with fire extinguishers, while others carried stretchers and searched for injured comrades in the thick smoke. However, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was going to engulf the entire battleship. The destroyer began to tilt slowly, and seawater continued to pour into the cabin. The situation was very critical.

"Captain, the battleship is seriously damaged and we can no longer fight!" a first mate said anxiously. His face was covered with sweat and soot, and his eyes revealed helplessness and despair.

The captain gritted his teeth and said helplessly: "Everyone abandon ship! Send out a distress signal and wait for support from friendly ships!" This was a difficult decision, but in such a critical situation, it was the only choice.

The crew members lowered the lifeboat and jumped into the icy sea.

They struggled on the rough sea, waiting for rescue. Just then, a cruiser came to support them. The guns on the cruiser roared, suppressing the Japanese army with fierce firepower, and buying precious evacuation time for the crew on the destroyer. In the fierce exchange of fire, Chen Ming always calmly commanded the battle. He was like a calm chess player, strategizing in a complex battle situation. He paid close attention to the situation on the battlefield and constantly adjusted his combat strategy. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if he could see through every intention of the enemy.

"Attention, all ships, concentrate your firepower to attack the Japanese flagship! As long as their command center is destroyed, the enemy will fall into chaos without a fight!" He issued a new order through the communication equipment. This order was like a sharp dagger, pointing directly at the enemy's vital points.

Our warship quickly adjusted the muzzle and concentrated its firepower on the Japanese flagship. Countless shells rained down on the Japanese flagship, and the Japanese flagship was immediately engulfed in flames. In the flames, Murata Shinpachi looked at everything around him in horror in the command cabin. His face was full of fear and despair, and his former arrogance had long since disappeared.

"No, we can't be defeated like this! Fight back, we must hold on!" he shouted frantically. However, under our fierce artillery attack, his shouts seemed so pale and powerless. The defense of the Japanese flagship gradually collapsed, and warships were sunk one after another in the artillery fire, with countless wreckage and corpses floating on the sea.

"We must win this battle! For our country, for our compatriots!" A young gunner shouted loudly during the battle. His eyes were full of determination and anger, and he kept loading shells and firing at the Japanese warships. His figure seemed so small in the flames of war, but so determined, as if he was a monument that would never fall.

In the fierce battle, both sides paid a heavy price. The sea was full of burning warships and floating corpses, and blood dyed a large area of ​​the sea red. When a cruiser attacked a Japanese destroyer, it encountered stubborn resistance from the Japanese army. The torpedo fired by the Japanese destroyer hit the hull of our cruiser, and the cruiser suddenly exploded violently.

"Captain, our cruiser has been hit!" A signalman anxiously reported to Chen Ming. His voice was full of worry and fear, as if he could feel the tense and dangerous atmosphere on the cruiser.

Chen Ming's face became very solemn. He knew that the battle had reached a critical moment. "Order the nearby warships to provide support immediately. We must save the cruiser!" He said decisively. His words were full of firmness and determination, which made people feel his persistent pursuit of victory.

With the support of friendly ships, the crew of the cruiser fought hard. They fought desperately with the fire and the enemy regardless of their own lives. Finally, they successfully put out the fire and temporarily stabilized the battleship. However, the damage to the cruiser was so serious that it could no longer continue to fight with high intensity.

"Sir, our cruiser is seriously damaged and needs to be temporarily withdrawn from the battlefield for repairs." The captain of the cruiser reported to Chen Ming through the communication equipment. There was a bit of fatigue and helplessness in his voice. The cruelty of this battle left a deep impression on him.

Chen Ming thought for a moment and said, "Agree to evacuate. Be careful and return to the battlefield after completing repairs as soon as possible." His words were full of concern and trust, which made the crew on the cruiser feel a little warm.

As the battle continued, the resistance of the Japanese patrol fleet gradually weakened. Their warships were sunk one after another, and the remaining warships began to flee in all directions. Chen Ming looked at the situation on the battlefield and knew that victory was waving to them.

"Attention, all ships, do not let go of any fleeing Japanese warships! Chase them with all your might!" He issued the final order. This order was like a gust of wind, completely blowing away the enemy's last hope.

Our warships chased the fleeing Japanese warships like a group of hungry sharks. Under the fierce artillery attack, the fleeing Japanese warships were sunk one after another, and the desperate shouts of Japanese soldiers echoed on the sea.

Their voices drifted in the sea breeze, as if they were an endless lament for this failure.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the naval battle finally ended with our victory. Countless warship wreckage and corpses were floating on the sea, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

At this moment, Terauchi Juichi was staring at the urgent battle report that had just been delivered to him. His face turned pale in an instant, and the hand holding the battle report began to tremble slightly.

"How is this possible?" Terauchi Shouichi finally couldn't help but roar, "The patrol fleet of Qiongzhou Island was just... destroyed?" His voice echoed in the empty office, full of disbelief and anger. He couldn't accept this fact. He had carefully deployed this patrol fleet. He thought he could easily control the waters of Qiongzhou Island, but he didn't expect to suffer such a disastrous defeat.

At this time, the door of the office was cautiously pushed open, and the senior staff officer Colonel Kobayashi walked in quickly. When he saw Terauchi Juichi's terribly gloomy face, his heart tightened, and he immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Your Excellency, Commander!"

Terauchi Hisaichi suddenly raised his head, as if he had found an object to vent his anger on, and shouted with his eyes wide open: "Kobayashi, look at this! The fleet of Qiongzhou Island is all gone! What is going on? Our fleet is well-equipped, how could it be destroyed by a group of mobs?" His voice was full of anger and confusion, and he was extremely shocked by this failure.

Colonel Kobayashi took the battle report, quickly glanced through it, and showed a look of shock on his face: "Sir, this is really incredible. According to the battle report, the enemy's warships have fierce firepower, and... they all seem to be American equipment."

"American equipment?" Terauchi Shouichi frowned, "How come the Freedom Army has so many American warships? Where did they get them from?" He paced back and forth, his doubts and uneasiness growing stronger. He knew very well that American-equipped warships meant strong combat power, and the Freedom Army had such power, which was a huge threat to the Japanese army.

Colonel Kobayashi hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, could it be that... the US military is supporting the Free Army behind the scenes?" This is a bold guess, but judging from the current situation, it is not impossible.

Terauchi Hisaichi stopped and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "You mean, the US military is secretly helping the Free Army? This is no trivial matter, Kobayashi, do you have any evidence?" His eyes were full of vigilance and worry. If the US military is really supporting them behind the scenes, then the situation will become more complicated and severe.

Colonel Kobayashi said quickly: "Although there is no conclusive evidence at present, judging from the equipment of the other warships, it is very likely provided by the US military. Moreover, we have recently discovered some signs of US submarines operating in this area." Although these signs cannot directly prove the support of the US military, they make people have to doubt it. (End of this chapter)