Chapter 297: Chapter 165: [Okinawa Island Campaign] Bloody Battle at Steel Saw Ridge (5.8k Double-Length)
Watching his own death being so absurd.
Yu Feng and other Blue Star viewers in the live room finally understood why the United States of America was researching weapons of mass destruction against Japan.
Previously, they had focused on the European Battlefield and the North African Battlefield, completely ignoring the Pacific Theater.
Who could have thought that the intensity here was equally absurd?
Planes being used as suicide bombs.
Yu Feng didn’t control planes much; during the North African Battlefield, he controlled tanks more often, so he couldn’t react in time to dodge. Complaining, he started the second round.
The screen lit up.
Still in the air, but fortunately, this time the position was favorable.
Located at the edge of the battlefield.
From Yu Feng’s cockpit view, he could clearly see, densely packed within the clouds, Japanese fighter jets swarming like locusts.
However, these fighter jets were strange.
They did not adopt any tactical formation; instead, they spread out, searching for their own targets, directly charging at the United States of America fighter jets in the sky.
Some, under the cover of the vanguard, dove down.
Their targets were directly aimed at the United States fleet below, and alarmed and angry voices echoed through the radio.
Some of the United States fighter jets in the sky engaged with the Japanese forces, while others dove down to intercept.
Yu Feng drew a sharp breath.
md?!
Is this considered a Japanese tactic?!
Just like in Southeast Asia.
But back then, those guys were using bicycles as human bombs.
Now they’re using planes as bombs.
Truly ridiculous?!
Yu Feng soon discovered this tactic was indeed ruthless.
Compared to aerial combat with machine gun strafing, targeting directly and crashing into a target was exceptionally fast.
Seeing the Japanese fighter jets crash over.
The United States planes either shot them down, or if they didn’t explode in time, they couldn’t dodge and collided directly, resulting in mutual destruction.
Therefore, the United States fighter planes tried to force the Japanese fighter jets to engage.
But the planes in the sky could dodge.
Unfortunately, the battleships below couldn’t; their movement speed was not fast.
The Japanese fighter jets diving down were as accurate as a smash.
Despite the anti-aircraft guns on the warships continuously firing, and the United States fighter jets intercepting.
But unless they blew it up completely in the first instance, even if its tail was smoking, the Japanese fighter jet in the air would still try to steer toward the battleship below.
Boom—!
A Japanese fighter jet with its tail billowing black smoke spun while falling at an almost vertical angle, crashing into the United States destroyer on the sea, hitting the ship’s center and piercing through the deck.
The flames of the explosion soared into the sky, triggering a secondary explosion inside the destroyer.
The powerful tearing force ripped open a huge hole in the steel-made vessel, allowing seawater to flood in continuously.
The United States soldiers on the deck screamed as they leapt over the guardrail, diving into the sea.
Yet...
Two more Japanese fighter jets, trailing smoke, crashed toward the nearby warships.
But it seemed so damaged they didn’t hit the ships directly, rather landing on the sea.
Boom—!!
Huge fireballs spread out over the surface of the sea.
The more terrifying aspect was the leaked fuel from the fighter jets, floating on the water and spreading in all directions.
The United States soldiers who had just jumped off the warships couldn’t swim fast enough to escape, helplessly watching the burning fuel swallow them up.
The sense of despair was indescribable.
Yu Feng controlled his plane, diving down to intercept.
Fortunately, as a top sniper, his instincts remained; after merely attempting to shoot twice, he calculated the trajectory pretty accurately, crazily strafing at the Japanese fighter jets in the sky.
In just moments.
He shot down three Japanese fighter jets consecutively.
But before Yu Feng could continue searching for targets, two fighter jets from the Japanese flight squad turned around and charged straight at him.
Yu Feng was so shocked he urgently gained altitude, simultaneously calculating the distance and preparing to turn and shoot.
Yet, a sudden tremor of the plane made his heart skip a beat.
Just after gaining altitude, before he could turn and dive to shoot, another Japanese fighter jet dove down and was almost upon him.
Yu Feng cursed under his breath:
"Damn it!"
"This is insane!"
Yu Feng pulled the control stick, his plane rolling through the air, narrowly evading the incoming Japanese fighter jet.
But his tail was scraped, causing the plane to jolt; although he could still steer, it was shaking too much to aim and shoot.
Yu Feng could only circle in the air, facing off against that pursuing Japanese fighter jet head-on. Estimating its position, he unleashed a stream of bullets from the mounted machine gun.
Sparks flew off the enemy’s fuselage.
Eventually, that pursuing Japanese fighter jet had its right wing broken, gliding downward in flames.
Yu Feng let out a sigh of relief but quickly frowned.
Because that gliding Japanese fighter jet, seeing no hope for rescue, blatantly aimed at a United States warship below.
It slid into a crash.
Trying to thwart it now would be too late.
Yu Feng watched helplessly as the Japanese fighter jet collided with the destroyer.
Boom—!!!
A massive fireball surged at the destroyer’s bow, flames instantly engulfing most of the vessel.