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Im afraid, yes -its going to be a long war
(as long as the journey is enjoyable)
11/12/42
Nakumara faces the men again.
Behind him, in the soft early light, the last of the ammunition belts are being fed into 47th sentais planes.
“Our bombers are going to attack Thursday island at 1100 hours precisely. This sentai will sweep the way clear –I intend to attack the field at 1030 hrs –height 19000 feet.
We will loiter for exactly 30 minutes – NO longer –then” he grins “ then gentlemen we shall return to Lae –where I am told, new engineers are right now finishing our new quarters”
The men laugh –Nakumara’s face tells them the real story of ”the new quarters”
“With baths sir?’ asks one of the WO’s
“Gold plated my friend –gold plated –also equipped with large breasted whores – age unknown though!’
Grins
“And spam” quips Juni B
“Yes. Lots of spam “ grins his brother “Lots and lots of lovely spam”
33 tigers sweep south. Mixed in with them are some 20 odd zeros.
The sky is clear, bright, bright blue, and the ocean a brilliant turquoise green.
It is simply a beautiful day to fly – even the sky itself seems asleep –it is a smooth as silk today, you can concentrate totally on your flying alone, on your enemy.
The enemy are about
‘bandits!, bandits!, 2 o’clock low! 10 enemy –P-38s!!
‘Got them!
‘our friends the 333’rds I think”
“iron dogs too”
“Good -welcome to my sky friends”
Hyakutake, Juni B, Juni V –keep your guys upstairs – Iwaya,
Inoue –follow me!”
15 tigers peel over , silver wings glinting in the sun, sweeping down towards the rising enemy. The zeros peel in too.
Frighting fast the distance between the two groups closes –and guns begin to hammer
Nakumara takes his opponent head on –and pieces fly from his plane –he swings clear –the enemy turns into him, the sky now a wheeling buzz hive of planes – the P-38 attempts to get his tail, Nakumara chops his throttle, twists, slams his shells into the flashing target as it charges startled past –and WO Girowa –still hard and dutifully on Nakamura’s tail chops the P38’s left tail clean off –it falls, a Brocken twisted mess.
No time to check for chutes –the dance of death is tight and violent today.
The enemy break away –and the fight is scattered over 20 square miles.
“on me gentlemen, on me”
‘Hyakutake –where the $%^&%$ are you?”
‘”bit busy here sir -$#%^&” -guns hammer over the radio “ #$%^& bloody british heap of %$#@! Crap –fly straight !”
‘well when you are finished –form on me please”
The sentai starts to regather , the fight has dragged them down to 10000 already –too low, far, far too low
“climb to 20000, 47th, heading 080 gentlemen”
Our rookie Iwaya –on his first ever combat mission, drags his eyes of his leader –Juni V – eyes searching for the compass –trying to convert the wildly swinging ball into a meaningful message –and dies immediately as the heavy shells from the diving P-38 shred his plane and body into a thousand fragments.
The attack is devastating
Juni V see’s the diving planes just in time, manages to flip his plane wildly out of the way of the streaming tracer –but 5 others do not
The dozen or so diving fighters snarl as they rip the heart out of the formation –surprise is complete.
Some how Inoue avoids the attack as well, he too dodges the dive,, pulling himself almost vertical, chopping his throttle (a desperate, desperate move) and spinning down.
Inoue pulls out – pulls hard right –Juni V’s plane is over his right shoulder, P 38’s all over him like mice in a grain bin.
Inoue turns desperately hard to come to Juni’s aid, his throttle at full emergency boost –every muscle in his body physically trying to wrench his fighter past the laws of physics –harder, the P38’s –GOD 3 off them –dancing 300-400 yards ahead –Juni V ahead of them.
Juni V’s turn is tighter, Inoue’s turn is tighter –but the P-38’s have the power, the speed –and far too much energy.
Two fire –and JuniV’s calm, concentrating face –still turned firmly against the enemy –disappears in an abrupt blow torch of flame.
His tiger folds into itself –and falls –a bright comet across the sky
Inoue screams, rage, despair –he fires, he fires, the guns hiss empty.
One of the 38’s twists right –and Inoue dives on him –and misses
‘47th on me!”
Nakamura leads 47th east towards Lae
Its guns are empty, and many planes are damaged
Nakumara looks around at his unit, and the maths repeat again, and again in his mind
33 minus 10 equals almost 30%. 33 minus 10 equals 30%, 33 minus 10 equals 30%
Well past dull, the blade has broken.
“Juni B says little
“how am I ever to get drunk alone?”
There will be a little time – enough to gather his sparse, sparse possession, place them into the small box.
The war will continue.
Extract from Shattering the Sword – a Cantona publication
Finally an answer to the Japanese fighters appeared to have been found.
333rd fighter, in the fierce and brutal battles over Thursday island, began to fight where they had the advantage. Utilising a simple tactic –boom and zoom, they began to tear the lighter Japanese fighters apart
The ground work for the Allied offensives was firmly underway.
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