Afterwards, the investigation report submitted by the U.S. Navy Command in Japan to the Japanese Defense Agency said:

On August 12, the US Navy's Pacific Fleet "Independence" aircraft carrier battle group, the 147th Fighter Wing dispatched several F14 fighter jets to perform sudden missions. On the way back, it was preparing to subdue the Futenma base in Ryukyu due to a navigation system failure.

When the formation sailed 110 kilometers from the Futenma Base, the throttle of an F14 fighter suddenly lost control, causing the entire F14 formation to enter supersonic state...

The U.S. Navy deeply sympathized with the experience of some Naval Self-Education members on August 12 and expressed regret for the performance failure of the F14 fighter throttle.

This official document, the US military stationed in Japan, only admitted in fact that I participated in the matter that day, and explained from a physical logic why we should fly supersonics.

As for other meanings? Sorry, nothing is there.

The media asked? Sorry, there is no way to tell the military secrets.

Then..., there is nothing.

The truth about the "Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force 89812 supersonic accident" was not until the information age after the popularization of the Internet in the new century that it was accidentally revealed by a malicious guy.

For Kato Eagle, who was at the scene at this time, the situation he was facing was definitely not explained by the nonsense official documents of the US military stationed in Japan.

In order to ensure the safety of trains traveling opposite, high-speed railways with speeds of 300 kilometers per hour, it is mandatory to maintain at least five meters of distance between lines.

Even so, the high-speed train with a relative speed of only Mach 0.53 when meeting the train also endures one ton per square meter, which is equivalent to a Republic's Type 99 main battle tank running over the body.

When a supersonic fighter jet with a height of 20 meters from the ground, a weight of more than 20 tons and a speed of Mach 1.2 skipping, the impact on the ground is equivalent to that of several Type 99 main battle tanks?

This serious scientific question is really a difficult question for the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force members who are running around at the Naha Pier material transfer site.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers rushing around the ground quickly outside the cockpit, Ning Lei sighed quietly.

Although the emotions derived from genes drive fingers like a tide, they press down on the extremely bright red firing button that controls the M61 Vulcan six-tube machine cannon, rationality and glory can suppress this emotion at the bottom of Ning Lei's heart.

Push rod, rudder, and the accelerator, Ning Lei's eyes began to rotate extremely quickly...

Kato Eagle never thought that red would leave such a deep mark on his life.

What can I do in 7.3 seconds? Kato Eagle just shouted twice at the top of his lungs - dodge! Lying down! Those bastards are supersonic!!!

The F14 fighter jet that was rushing to the scene was already close.

A huge creature dozens of meters wide hit the top of the head like a violent tropical cyclone, and the silent silence added an extremely strange and terrifying aura as it quietly appeared.

It seemed like a large ball of flames rolling out of hell, a blazing red quickly magnified in Kato's eyes, covering the entire pupil in an instant.

Kato tried desperately to inspire Adam's apple and vocal cords but couldn't make any sound, like a dying fish on the beach.

The golden red like flames was getting closer and closer, and a helpless trembling quickly occupied Kato's body and soul. Am I going to die? Huge sadness filled Kato's thinking.

Without warning, the large ball of flames in front of Kato's eyes suddenly rolled up, and quickly passed through Kato's field of view with a golden afterimage, disappearing into the space above the left eye. Then three light gray tracks swept past the left edge, right edge and top of Kato's field of view.

Before Kato could turn his head and look for the golden F14 fighter to track the golden red F14 fighter, the violent airflow quickly lifted Kato into the air.

What came into Kato's eyes was still a flaming red. However, it was not the F14 fighter jet that was driving out of hell, but the sun rising sun flag that condensed the glory and glory of the Imperial Japanese Navy for nearly a hundred years.

Facing the night wind in Naha Port, two orange-red flames have been ignited on the top of the multi-function masts of the Second Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Forces Atamiya Destroyers DD152 Yamamo and DD153 Yuki.

Below the sun flag, several colorful international signal flags near the top of the mast were also emerging with several black smoke. It was obvious that the tail flame of the golden-red fighter jet just now swept to the masts of the "Shanwu" and "Xiwu".

Before Kato landed, a sonic bomb that was left behind by the F14 fighter jet rolled in like thunder.

Almost instantly, the portholes of the six Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force ships docked on Naha Pier all trembled.

When the frequency of trembling reached its limit, the glass on the porthole stumbled at first, and in an instant it exploded into countless tiny pieces, rustling down from the bridge like rain all over the sky.

Before being knocked out by the huge sound explosion, the tiny white smoke suddenly rose on the Yamamo bridge was the final memory left by Kato Eagle on the night of August 12th.

Cruise's whole body was soaked, and his rock-like arms were trembling imperceptibly. Although the landline had jumped into the airspace of thousands of meters, Cruise still ignored the fact that Futenma Airport was right in front of him and allowed the fighter planes to continue climbing.

Before leaving, Cruise never thought that the simple pilot mission would become like this. Not only did he walk between life and death, but he almost caused big trouble.

Ning Lei was so cool that he left at will. A right-facing roller maneuvered. Before the plane crashed into the gathering of the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force crowd, he climbed over the superstructure of the two ships of Xiwu. He drove the plane across nearly a hundred meters of space, burned down two Japanese military flags and damaged several bridge glasses.

Ning Lei patted his butt and disappeared. The vulture team following Ning Lei was in trouble.

At an ultra-low altitude of more than 20 meters, using a roller to maneuver over obstacles at a speed of Mach 1.2, this is definitely not achieved by flying technology, but by flying intuition. Like Ning Lei, he lifts lightly over the mountain fog, and avoids the crowds on the route. The Vulture Squad believes that it cannot be done.

If the plane crashes directly into the gathering crowd of the Self-Defense Forces, the matter will be very big. No matter how much sonic boom is taken into consideration, the F14 fighter can be fully activated, and the flame tongue that is more than ten meters long and thousands of degrees high temperatures at the tail nozzle will approach the crowd casually, and I am afraid that a few will be roasted on the spot.

However, the Vulture Team will definitely die at ultra-low altitude.

In front of the route are crowds in the Self-Defense Forces gathering, and on the right are towering superstructures of the Shanfo destroyer. Only the left and right of the route are in an unobstructed state of unobstructed access.

Almost in an instant, three light gray F14 fighter jets chose to pull up urgently. Fortunately, the thrust-to-weight ratio of F14A+ equipped with the F110 aircraft engine has exceeded 0.9. When there were hundreds of meters away from the gathering crowd, the F14A+ successfully moved into the climbing route and finally passed by a few hundred meters above the top of the crowd.

For the members of the Self-Defense Force at the rally, although the bad luck of becoming a skewer was avoided, the huge sonic boom that followed still shocked the entire crowd.

The four fighter jets came quickly and went faster. After 10 seconds, except for the slightly flashing navigation lights in the direction of Futenma Airport, there was no trace of the fighter jets flying by in the sky.

The captain Ryuji Yamamoto, who was rolling under the table, slowly poked his head out.

When I looked up, Yamamoto was shocked. The entire rally was in chaos. The grass was filled with members of the Self-Defense Forces who were in various rolling postures. All the spotlights used for lighting had been destroyed, and the venue was dark.

The scene at the dock was even more desolate. As all portholes were shattered, all six ships automatically activated the damage tube alarm, and the rotating blood-red alarm laser leaked out from time to time from time to time.

The Japanese military flags and international signal flags burning at the masts of the two ships in Shanwu and Xiwu were about to be extinguished. The faint black smoke meandered along the masts of the two ships, which seemed to be a little shot.

On the night of August 12, six ships under the Second Self-Defense Force of the Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force lost all 154 porthole glass, two Japanese Navy flags, thirteen international signal flags, seven navigation lights, dozens of Self-Defense Force members were unconscious, and hundreds of Self-Defense Force members were sent to local Ryukyu hospitals for treatment.

Prognosis: A few members of the Self-Defense Force were removed from the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force early due to hearing loss...

PS: Book friends are so powerful. Just after a glance, the monthly ticket actually flew from 180 to 128, crossing more than 50 hills, and quickly caught up with the extremely handsome drum teleportation of the protagonist's father-in-law^_^
Chapter completed!