Men, as women know, really are simple creatures
Sex, fun, companionship, more sex.
That keeps them happy.
I think you would agree.
Theres one other thing, of course, and this thing has driven man from the cave to the moon
Power, the pursuit of power.
Political power. Military power.
Snarling, 22nd sentai slashes through the skies over central china. You sit in your Frank, 400 plus horsepower at your fingertips, vibrating under your hand, pulling you, powering you through the sky.
Through the stick you can feel it, the air cleaving past , over the wings, holding you up, holding you steady.
But it’s the snarling beast , this great radial, that fills you with confidence, with power, that makes you what you are, fighter pilot, now and forever, Ahmen.
22nd sweep the sky, a different target today, sniffing for the enemy, seeking battle.
Today, young men, we find what we are looking for,
The P38’s glint in the sun, circling lazily , waiting for bombers perhaps.
A good plane this, the 38, designed to fight high, to dive, to blast past its prey, to climb swiftly again
They are not going to do this today.
Low, and slow, forced into a battle of manoeuvre.
Against the Frank, against you, against the 22nd elites, they are going to lose.
The 38 banks hard, trying to get inside you……stick, rudder, smooth, oh so smooth, wings vertical now, g’s climbing, holding you so firm……….and Iwaya cuts inside, behind, tracers spitting, the 38 rolls over, burning.
You keep pulling hard around, another 38……….and BUKA!, its Iwaya again!
Stick hard the other way, rolling over, inverting, diving on the next, you don’t think, you just do.
And a man dies
Its not a battle
It’s a slaughter
22nd snarls in the skies above central china.
And you revel in the power
Power of the engine, , power of your plane
And the power of being able to take another’s life.
(2nd take down 18 P 38, for 3 loss)
Zuiho has rested at 4 hours Notice for sea for over a week now.
At 1600 hrs the word comes
At 2000hrs exactly, Takeji gives his first command
“Slow ahead both”
A quiet start, this, for the next great adventure.
He is not alone. Combined fleet, THE fleet, slips into the dusk.