My town and I traveled to the eve of World War II

In the early morning of November 24, 1938, Thanksgiving Day, the commander of the First Air Fleet of the Japanese Combined Fleet, Nagumo Chuichi, was in the aircraft carrier command room and was on the phone with Admiral Yamamoto Rokuro.

"Mr. Yamamoto, our six aircraft carriers are ready and we need to confirm with you again whether to implement Plan Z."

And Yamamoto was currently in the war room of the battleship Nagato, the flagship of the combined fleet at the anchorage of the Seto Inland Sea Pillar Island in the mainland of Japan.

He closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, then slowly opened them

"Nagumo-kun, we can no longer devote most of our fleet, planes, and excellent pilots to a meaningless confrontation with Takajima!"

"Now the rabbits in China are getting stronger and stronger, and the incompetent T-tech has not yet figured out the source of their technology."

"You've seen the intelligence, their weapons and equipment......Especially that silver plane, which can even fly at supersonic speeds!"

"It’s not something we have achieved in a short period of time, we have advanced too much!"

"We must eliminate the main force of Bald Eagle in the Pacific, use this plan to hurt them, and let the empire take action to deal with Red Rabbit!"

"This battle is up to you.~~~"

"I wish you good military fortune and long live the Emperor!"

Nanyun:"Hi! Long live the Emperor!"

At this time, the Pearl Harbor Bald Eagle Base was in a state of joy.

Half of the mid-level and high-level officers had gone back to spend Thanksgiving with their families.

Some supervision in the base was relaxed, allowing the sergeants who were unable to make calls to go out for a drink to express their feelings. Feeling homesick, I called home by the way.

Coupled with their geographical location and their achievements in suppressing the Japanese during the confrontations and small-scale conflicts in the Pacific Theater over the years, it was really easy.

A restaurant named 'Seagull' In the bar of

"Hi, John, this is the Congressional Medal, awarded in the White House."

"You don't. John , with curly black hair and a somewhat paralyzed face, spread his hands and said unconvinced:"Hey, I was supposed to be the one to be awarded the honor last time, but the officer said we should pay attention to our political stance."........."

But the comrades around him booed.

John shrugged and said,"Okay, okay, I lose!"

He picked up the boss's pineapple cup, drank it in one gulp amidst the cheers of the crowd, and burped at the Kunlun slave.

Kunlun slave quickly got out of the way

"FUCK!"

"John, you are so disgusting~~~"

The latter laughed and pointed at him, exhaled and walked to the window. He wanted to take a breath of fresh air, but he saw a group of 'mosquitoes' coming towards him from the horizon in the distance.

John shook his head and set up a tent to watch later.

After half a minute, the comrades began to urge

"John, what are you doing? Come back and continue drinking!"

"This round of Lao Kabo’s treat! John

's breathing became more rapid, and he said in a trembling voice:"Guys, do any of you know the information that there are a large number of planes coming from the east today?""

"The kind with hundreds of planes........"

Bill, his best comrade-in-arms, smiled and walked over to stop his shoulder and said:

"What's wrong, John, today is Thanksgiving, why is there such a big military operation?"

John excitedly pointed at the machine model that could be seen faintly and shouted.

"So what are these things?"

Everyone was stunned and walked over one after another.

One of them turned around and went to the bar to grab the boss's telescope hanging on the wall.

"FUCK!"

"It's a Japanese pirate plane!"

"What are they doing here? Bill opened his mouth and shook his head mechanically:"I don't think he is here to shut down the light."~~~"

John hurriedly shouted:"What are you still doing?"

"Hurry, notify others!"

"Bill, go call and notify the base!"

"Johnny, get in the car, we have to leave!!!"

In a panic for a while, Bill called several numbers at the base, but they were all busy. He could only run out of the bar and get into the car with his comrades, shouting all the way.

"Stop drinking and go back to base!"

"The Japanese plane is coming!!!"

But it was obviously too late. At this time, many Bald Eagle soldiers were drunk. Even if some people reacted and dragged their comrades to start the car, it was useless. No matter how slow the Japanese plane was, it was still faster than the cars of this era. Much more.

As soon as John and the others saw the barbed wire fence of the base, they heard the continuous explosions!

After more than ten seconds, the air defense siren sounded.

Bill, who was in the car at the beginning, drifted, and the next step also stopped.

Everyone Standing up from the convertible, they saw a destroyer puffing out black smoke and being blown into two pieces before falling into the sea. The base's communication tower and command building were also on fire.

Not only that, but behind them, there was the sound of propellers. It was the second wave of Japanese planes that followed.

Kunlun slave was stunned and swallowed.

"What now, guys?"

John and Bill looked at each other, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the base.

"What else can be done?"

"Enter the base and counterattack with anti-aircraft machine guns!"

"Hold the runway and let those damn pilots come up and stop them!"

You can say that Eagle Sauce is bad, but you can't say that Eagle Sauce is bad.

Although their beliefs are weak, their professionalism is very high, their fighting skills are also good, and their obedience is not bad.

Although they will not continue to fight when they run out of ammunition and food, But few surrendered until the last bullet was fired or they were surrounded.

John and the other Marines were very brave. They braved the heat and shock wave of the explosion and stepped onto the anti-aircraft gun desperately, roaring at the Japanese. Planes were strafing.

There were also brave pilots who flew their planes against the enemy's cannons and barely took off. Many people risked their lives to save their injured comrades in the fire.

But it was too hasty after all......

As the fourth battleship in the port was sunk and the runway was blocked by the remains of the aircraft, Yingjiang completely lost the will to resist and could only think about saving his life.

One hour and fifty minutes later.

In flames and screams.

Covered in dirt and holding his good brother's corpse, John cried in the ruins until he fainted.

This ill-fated, lonely orphan from Texas lost his last concern in the world.