Imperial Overlord

Nagumo Chuichi lost his last hope - his First Air Fleet was over, completely over!

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The aircraft carriers Kaga and Hiryu are still being repaired at home, and now Shōkaku and Akagi are unable to fight: what is left of the Japanese Navy, only God knows.

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What's more terrible is that the precious Japanese pilots have all been buried in the sea with the destruction of the aircraft carrier fleet.

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"Rush repair... Rush repair!" Getting up from the floor, Nagumo Chungichi kept chanting such a word.

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No matter what he said, it was too late for repairs. The jet fuel on the battleship was exploding, igniting the ammunition depot of the aircraft carrier Akagi, detonating the torpedoes and bombs inside.

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The Akagi is over, of course it's over. The violent explosion ripped apart the hull, and sea water poured into the cabin, submerging everything.

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After just one minute, more than half of the entire battleship lost power. The sea flooded the transformer unit and destroyed the power compartment.

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Most of the emergency repair personnel returned to the west during the explosion, and the rest were powerless and could only watch the fire spread.

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Nagumo kept reciting the Tao, as if he had lost his soul. And the battleship under his feet sank little by little into the icy bottom of the sea in the non-stop explosion.

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"How can I be worthy of His Majesty the Emperor? How can I be worthy of the Great Japanese Empire?" Finally, under the smoky fire, he finally regained some consciousness, and suddenly let out a strange cry.

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Rang Hou's eyes fell on his command knife, he pulled out the command knife with a "cha", and then aimed at himself in the opposite direction.

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On the battleship that was tilting more and more, Nagumo Chuichi looked at the chief mate of the aircraft carrier Akagi next to him.

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Then, with an apologetic expression on his face, he said, "I'm sorry! I can only go here! Please be my intermediary. This is my last request."

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Circumcision is a very complicated ritual. The responsibility of the wrong person is to relieve the pain of suicide and help them die as soon as possible.

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The first mate looked at him and shook his head with a pale face. Cutting off the head of his commander-in-chief was not something he wanted to do.

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"Come on! Use your pistol..." He knew that not everyone had the courage to swing a long knife and chop off someone's head. But using a pistol is different, at least a pistol does not require much professional operating knowledge.

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In real history, when the World War II was defeated, when the senior Japanese commander cut himself off, there are many examples of using pistols to intervene.

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"I'm sorry!" The first mate took out his pistol with a painful expression, and it could be seen that he was struggling in pain all the time.

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Nanyun Zhongyi seemed to remember something, and ordered the first mate: "After I die, you will give the order to abandon the ship and not sink with the ship, understand?"

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Seeing the other party crying and nodding, Nagumo Tadashi tore off his military uniform, revealing his belly and chest inside.

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Then he closed his eyes, knelt on the floor, held the blade of the command knife in both hands, and aimed the tip of the knife at his abdomen.

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"His Majesty the Emperor... Long live!" He shouted loudly, and then inserted his command knife into his stomach.

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The first officer standing behind him pointed his pistol at Chuichi Nagumo's head and pulled the trigger.

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On July 26, 1941, Chuichi Nagumo, commander of the First Air Fleet of the Japanese Combined Fleet, was defeated in the Battle of the Solomon Islands and committed suicide on the aircraft carrier Akagi.

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On the same day, two aircraft carriers, Akagi and Shōkaku, of the Japanese Navy's Combined Fleet, sank in battle outside the Solomon Islands.

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"Nani?" Hearing the news of the sinking of the aircraft carrier Akagi, Yamamoto Fifty-six froze in place, not knowing what to say for a while.

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The P-40 fighter jet used by the US Army **** crashed on the way back after running out of fuel.

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The remaining U.S. Navy carrier-based aircraft also left quickly after the bombing was over. The crisis of the Japanese Navy's combined fleet was temporarily lifted, but everything was no longer under Yamamoto's control.

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"The aircraft carrier Akagi sank? Are you sure there is no mistake in the message?" Looking at the officer who passed the message, he asked after being stunned for a long time.

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"The message is from the aircraft carrier Zuikaku. The 7th Destroyer Fleet is salvaging the drowning people... I can't go wrong." The officer replied embarrassedly.

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Since the start of the war, this is the first time the combined fleet has suffered such a heavy loss-you know, even in the Battle of Midway, only one aircraft carrier was sunk.

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Although the Kaga and Hiryu were seriously injured, the serious injury was not a sinking, and the shock to the Japanese executives was far less than that at this moment.

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"Where's Nagumo? Where is he? Where is Hasegawa? Where is him? Have these two been found?" Yamamoto continued to ask painfully.

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Whether it is Koji Jojima or Kiichi Hasegawa, they are all experienced captains in the Japanese Navy's aircraft carrier force.

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The losses of these people are also irreparable losses for the Japanese Navy. After struggling with the pain, Yamamoto fifty-six thought the most was actually "minimize the loss"!

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After all, he is a cunning and seasoned naval commander, and of course he won't cry like a grumpy woman and don't know how to cheer up.

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After cheering up, the first thing he thought of was to rescue those precious sailors as much as possible.

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Whether it is a carrier-based aircraft pilot or a sailor engineer, for the combined fleet, they are both valuable and almost irreplaceable.

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"The news of the death of Colonel Shiroshima has basically been confirmed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The officer lowered his head and replied, "There is still no news about General Nagumo and Colonel Hasegawa! "

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No news is probably the worst news. Just to Yamamoto's right, black smoke billows from the horizon. Even the naked eye can see it, which is enough to explain the tragic explosion.

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Although he could order the remaining fleet to counterattack, Yamamoto, who knew that his situation was over, finally gave up the opportunity to counterattack and gave the order to retreat: "Retreat!"

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God knows what kind of tragic mood he has in giving this order. The United States lost hundreds of planes and hundreds of pilots. Yamamoto knew that as long as he persisted, he might be able to turn defeat into victory.

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At least, on the Solomon Islands side, there are not many planes that can continue to act as death squads to attack the Japanese fleet.

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But he didn't insist, and ordered the entire fleet to retreat and return to Truk to rest: "Get out of here... Sail at full speed and get out of the battle!"

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On the same day Nagumo Chuichi committed suicide, that is, on July 26, the battle of the Solomon Islands, which lasted for two days and one night, ended, and the US Navy won its first victory since the war!