Lowpe
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Commander Nakano, Flight Leader, looked out over the clear sky. About 200 planes comprised his strike force, but splinters had flown off south after several reported battleships. But his group flew on, past besieged Singapore, a smoking, haze filled area of fire and death. Nakano was vectoring his strike on the enemy carriers. Two fleet carriers the patrol planes had reported, and the weather this morning was clear. In the straits, there would be no place for the Allies to hide. The strike force was in good shape, the fighters flying very close escort at 18K. Old Zeroes, and more modern Zekes but still they would be outclassed by every Allied fighter expected in the area. Jills, Kates, and Judies made up the striking force. Some planes had huge 800 kilogram ship killers on them, while others had the less powerful,but still potent 500 kilogram bomb. Slowly, coming into view was the Allied fleet...1, no 2 carriers, at least one battleship, no it was the Renown a battle cruiser come back to haunt us from the early days of the war...signal attack; red attack for carriers! The eyes of the Emperor are upon us. Banzai! Nakano, his job as flight leader done, turned his squadron of Jills to make an approach on the largest carrier following attack plan red, when a Zero on Nakano's port side suddenly erupted into a greasy black fireball, tracers arcing down thru and past the fireball. Slashing in from the higher altitudes, out of the sun came the Allied protection. Fighters in large numbers and great diversity of planes: Lightnings, those twin tailed devils, Seafires, Warhawks, Wildcats, Mustangs, Corsairs, Hellcats and Spitfires. Oh my.
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