My own war game

Chapter 205 Tooth for Tooth
"We trust in our armed forces and rely on the incomparable determination of our people. We will be victorious! May God bless us!"

"I demand that the Congress declare that a state of war has existed between the United States and the Empire of Japan since Japan's unprovoked and dastardly attack upon our nation on Sunday, December 1941, 12!"

As Roosevelt's speech ended, there was huge applause in the Capitol Hall in Washington. Even the former opponents stood up and applauded to express their support for the president's resolution.

Although there were still final procedures to go through, in a sense, from this moment on Roosevelt officially became the wartime president. Not only did he have the right to be re-elected indefinitely, but he could also bypass Congress and issue orders directly in many cases.

When he walked out of Congress and returned to the White House, Army Chief of Staff Marshall, Under Secretary of the Navy James Forrestal, and Office of Strategic Services officer William Donovan (the predecessor of the CIA) were already waiting there.

"To make a long story short, George, what's the situation now?" Roosevelt first looked at Marshall.

"It's terrible, Mr. President." Marshall looked bitter when no one else was around. "Our troubles are far more than Pearl Harbor. Guam was also attacked 10 hours ago. With the current number of troops stationed in Guam, it is difficult for us to defend it."

"The most troublesome is the Philippines. Our airports in Davao, Baguio, Iba, and Clark have all been bombed, and we have lost more than 100 combat aircraft of various types. A Japanese fleet has been discovered at sea, and there are signs that the enemy has landed on Luzon Island. General MacArthur is trying to find a solution..."

Marshall took a deep breath and said, "Mr. President, we are under a long-planned full-scale attack. Our troops will be in a passive defensive position for quite a long time."

It's a huge mess. The US military occupation zones in the Pacific are now leaking out from all sides.

"Tell Price to impose a news control and not disclose detailed information to the media." Roosevelt gave the order directly to the people around him, and then turned around and asked

"We need to boost the confidence of our soldiers and citizens. Is there any good news?"

"That's what I was just about to say." James Forrestal, Undersecretary of the Navy, handed over a report. "I just received news that the Enterprise's counterattack squadron did a good job."

Roosevelt quickly scanned the document and finally set his eyes on the last line.

"The Japanese have already started to return. One of their aircraft carriers has been damaged and is now separated from the fleet? Is this information reliable?"

Forrestal nodded. "There should be no problem. Our reconnaissance planes have confirmed repeatedly that the Kaga has been trailing the Japanese army and is getting farther and farther away. It is obvious that the power is damaged."

"And according to intelligence, their supply tanker was sunk by our bombers in yesterday's battle. The other warships of the First Air Fleet urgently need to return for supplies, and are unlikely to be slow to wait for the injured Kaga."

"So..." Roosevelt held the paper and finally asked the question he was most concerned about: "Do we have a chance to kill it?"

The Undersecretary of the Navy pondered for a moment, and finally gave an answer under Roosevelt's gaze.

“Yes, but the risk is huge.”
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Pearl Harbor, the fire has been extinguished, and the entire harbor is in ruins.

The bridge of the USS Arizona, sitting in the water in the distance, was like a totem, exposed desolately above the water. The entire shallow water area of ​​the port looked like a battleship graveyard.

The outermost one is the battleship USS Nevada, which suffered severe damage to its hull when trying to leave the port and had to run aground on the beach.

Near the beach, soldiers covered in blood were seen on stretchers. Because there were too many people in need of treatment, most of the lightly wounded could only be left aside and wait in silence.

Jennifer and Welch stood by Taylor's side, their faces covered with traces of gunpowder. Jennifer's skirt was torn, her high heels had been thrown away long ago, and her stockings were full of holes.

"Ugh~ It hurts~" Taylor regained consciousness with a low groan.

"Man! How do you feel?" Welch came closer.

"Oh shit, I can't feel my chest," Taylor murmured.

"Don't worry, the doctor said the anesthetic will last for a while." Jennifer pulled a coat over the injured man. "What?" Taylor asked softly.

"I don't know. He flew a plane to chase the Japanese. Maybe he will be back soon." Welch said, looking at the hills in the distance.

The two men felt very strange. Yesterday they were still blackmailing each other to get this Asian man to buy them free drinks. Yesterday morning they were beaten up by the other party and were still thinking about revenge. But then the three of them fought the Japanese together in the sky, and the other party even saved their lives.

And now he has begun to worry about He Chi's safety.

Buzz buzz~~~
The sound of propellers coming from high above startled several people. The port could no longer withstand another attack.

Some people looked up at the sky in horror, some subconsciously looked for weapons, but then everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not a Japanese plane.

Two fighter planes and a bomber flew over the hill one after another. Except for the red Corsair fighter, the other two planes were damaged to varying degrees, and their postures when landing were crooked.

With a squeak, the red Corsair fighter stopped on the ground.

He Chi opened the cabin door and immediately a large group of people rushed up.

"Man, I'm so glad to see you're okay!" Welch opened his arms and made a hug gesture, but someone rushed over faster than him.

"God! You're okay, that's great!" Jennifer enthusiastically went up to He Chi and gave him a hug, leaving Welch standing aside awkwardly. In the end, the two of them just hugged each other.

Every pilot who returned from the sortie was treated like a hero and given a kiss by enthusiastic nurses.

But at this time a voice interrupted.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, I may have interrupted you for a moment."

Everyone looked back and saw those who were not injured stood at attention and saluted.

The visitor was none other than the Commander-in-Chief of the Pacific Fleet, four-star Admiral Kimmel.

Soon, all the uninjured pilots, including He Chi, were gathered in a conference room, and the meeting was chaired by Kimmel himself.

"Young men, before we begin, I would like to confirm that those of you who have experience in shipboard operations please raise your hands."

About half of the people raised their hands.

"What about those who also have experience in night combat?"

The number of people had dropped by two-thirds again, with about a dozen pilots still raising their hands in the room.

"Well, gentlemen, we have received a message that the Japanese aircraft carrier Kaga was damaged after fighting with our bombers and is now isolated 400 nautical miles away."

The general glanced at the crowd.

"Washington instructs us to get rid of it!"

(End of this chapter)