New Balance Redux Challenge
Ok gentlemen, and ladies if there are any reading this, I started this new thread, New Balance Redux. I honestly almost when with the British cutting a deal with the US over Hawaii but decided against it in the end. However I do have a rough draft of such a TL, but instead of spilling the beans outright I decided to make you guys work for it by coming up with your own thoughts on what would happen if the British made a deal on Hawaii and allow the US to have it for the US to partly withdraw from the SW Pacific.
 
That last line becomes even better when thinking of it with Britain and the U.S. specifically. It's hilariously more fitting with the kids wanting grandpa to stay off their lawn.
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...not wanting be part of the congress of Nation aka the international community of the time become a too big wild card to left uncheaked...

Note please that "international community" was more than slightly similar to Mafia Dons splitting up turf (both Geographical and Rackets). Was sharing in with the late-19th Century "Rape of Africa" the asking price to be a "member in good standing"? Should the US have knifed an old lady for her purse in order to prove to the rest of the gang that they had the stones to be a member?
 
Here's the thing the international community at the time was basically Britain does what it wants to and you try to do anything about it and we'll play you off one another. US saw that and said no thank you. The US had every right to not be apart of that system if that didn't want to. Also in regards to Canada IIRC Monroe doctrine until the war didn't include already owned land by a foreign power hence why the US never try to get the British out of Canada until the war.

Well it's a little more complicated than that and the UK being the biggest of the big boy get more privilege than other...but that can be said for every greatest power at any time.
From a British pow the US are just an aggressive power that had unilaterally decided that to them the rules doesn't apply...and better remember that while the Monroe doctrine don't included already owned land, Canada for many has been part of the US manifest destiny and an objective of acquisition plus the general relations between the US and the UK were not good.

Note please that "international community" was more than slightly similar to Mafia Dons splitting up turf (both Geographical and Rackets). Was sharing in with the late-19th Century "Rape of Africa" the asking price to be a "member in good standing"? Should the US have knifed an old lady for her purse in order to prove to the rest of the gang that they had the stones to be a member?

Ehm, if we want make this example, it's more the US that want to be the Camorra instead of become a member of the Cosa Nostra leadership, proudly proclaiming that this is his own turf and nobody can touch it. This is 19th century great powers politics, if you want a good guy or a white knight, sorry it's not here
 
Naval Spoils of War
Trieste, Italian Occupied
Former Austro-Hungarian Naval Base
March 7 1939


With the total defeat of the Austro-Hungarian Empire there was many issues created by the collapse of one of the largest land empires in Europe. Even in peace time these questions would had been a freaking nightmare, in wartime made everything worse by a factor of at least 10. One of the major questions of what would become of the Austro-Hungarian Navy being one of the primary questions being phased by the Berlin led Alliance. Even with the pre-war agreements it wasn’t that simple as things changed and they were changing rapidly. No one expected a war like this, so they needed to get the ships that made up the Austro-Hungarian Navy back into the fight and quickly.


Even with the fact the Austro-Hungarian Empire wasn’t a maritime power it still fielded a powerful fleet. Before its surrender, through this fleet largely just sat in port as confusion ruled in the final weeks of life in the Austro-Hungarian Empire. This was with the Italians attacking the Austro-Hungarians with specialized weapons and air power for all it was worth as no one believed the Austro-Hungarians would collapse like they did or as fast. But for the Berlin led alliance control of the Mediterranean was critical. Even with the fall of Malta there was a chance a good one that the British with help from the Spanish could get control of it back as they controlled the two critical entrances to the Mediterranean.


It was why there were teams of naval engineers from France, Italy, and Germany all inspecting the ships of the former Austro-Hungarian Fleet. The Belgians would be given other forms of compensation for their help even limited as it was in the defeat of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Currently the diplomats were working on the allotment of ships to each nation but said diplomats needed to have some idea what they wanted. It was why the naval engineers were going over all the ships that were still in former Austro-Hungarian ports. Even the ones sunk by the Italians as they were still viewed as salvageable. If they were salvageable they could be put back into service in this war.


Most of the damage to the Austro-Hungarian Fleet came from the Italians as they didn’t take their foot off the gas till the cease fire was signed. However, a number of Hungarian crew members damaged their own ships as it was coming out that the Berlin led alliance was going to cut Hungary off from the sea. Many of those crew members were now in a prison ship waiting for court martial. Indeed, the Italians with the backing of the Germans were working with the Croatians and Bosnians to set them up as their own kingdoms in the Italian’ Sphere of Influence that had been promised to the Italians. The only thing that was keeping the Hungarians from trying to do anything insanely stupid was their deep fear of falling to the communist even through they were doing everything they could to keep the Lands of Saint Joseph together as one unit together with the jointly ruled areas of the former empire. They however were failing badly at this.


Yet the Italian engineering teams here in Trieste and at the other ports used by the former Austro-Hungarian Navy the Italians weren’t actively looking at the battleships or the cruisers, well those still above water anyways. During the war the Italians had sunk four colossus class battleships, one of the few remaining semi-colossus battleships in the world along with the sole aircraft carrier of the Austro-Hungarian Navy. Granted all of those were sunk in port, but the Italians teams were looking at the light craft and support ships. There was a reason for this. Just this reason was well beyond their pay grade.
 
Hummm Supermarina (or whatever is called ITTL) is thinking something of big...i put my bet in a full assault against south Spain with the final objective of conquering Gibraltar (in conjunction with a French offensive to divert troops and resources) or if they want a more 'easy' target there are the Balearis due to their strategic position.

There is the option of landing in middle-east but not only will strecht the italian logistic line, it will also mean fight the Royal Navy in their territory and even with the help of his allies it will be a very hard battle.
 
Three Days
Wake Island
Command Post
March 12 1939


Lt Commander Jeff Flack was walking into the command post. Well that was being nice about it. They were currently using a secondary CP as the first one had ate a 36 cm shell in the last assault by the Japanese in their effort to take the island. Rightfully Flack should had been at the base hospital tending to the wounded, but he needed to let command known he was just about out of everything needed to run a hospital. Then again many of the wounded who weren’t totally crippled or maimed had returned to manning their post as there wasn’t much he could do for them at the moment. Even those who were so badly wounded that they couldn’t return to their post kept their firearms with them. Fighting so far had been no quarter asked for none given.


Even looking at the navy doctor you could see the signs of combat. His khaki uniform was torn, he had visual wounds on his left forearm from a Japanese knee mortar that had peppered that arm as he had been running around two days ago trying to organize the defense of his hospital. There were also a cut on his right bicep from where one of those Japanese bastards had tried to tickle him with his bayonet. His Model 19 pistol hung from his hip attached to his pistol belt. A carbine Arisaka hung from his shoulder with the bayonet still attached to it, the one that had cut his bicep. The former owner of the Arisaka had taken a 45 to the head at point blank range and with the fight still on going Jeff had picked up the rifle and used it against the Japanese to save his hospital.


The command post was little more than some camo netting and the remains of a pair of duce and a half trucks. Everyone was armed as that last assault had come damn close to taking the island. Some of the weapons were American built guns others were Japanese built as they had been picked up off dead Japanese and used against their former owners. Lt Colonel Jeff Butler was standing next to the radio as they were trying to get his message to Pearl. Butler finally walked away from the radio. He saw Jeff and walked over to him, “Doc what you doing here?” The screams from the hospital could be heard, not well, but still they could be heard.


“I’m coming to see if there is going to be a resupply run. I’m out of pain killers, bandage, and a lot of other drugs. Clean water is low as well. Soon its going to be better to kill them than try to save them as I can’t if I don’t get more supplies.” They had already decided not to even bother trying to take care of any Japanese wounded as they didn’t have the supplies. All of the Japs who were still on this island got poked by a bayonet, if they moved they got a bullet to the back of the head. However it pained the medical man as he knew he could save them if he had the supplies to do it. Yet Wake had already seen three assaults by the Japanese to take the island and no resupply missions. Wake was just running out of everything.


“Doc I know. Currently we are relaying messages off some sub to get the information back to Peral. I’m doing everything I can to get a resupply run going on.”


Before Jeff could say anything else the radio man spoke, “Sir we are getting a message.”


The colonel when over to the radio operator. Jeff looked at the young private and wonder if he was even 19 yet. Then again the army had a rule it seems, old enough to hold a rifle old enough to join the service. The colonel came back, “Doc can you hold out for three more days?” He said as he pulled out his lighter and burned the piece of paper that he had just written that last radio message on. Outside of the code book for the radio they had already destroyed everything of intelligence value that was on paper.


“If the Japanese don’t attack again, maybe. If they do though the good lord better have mercy because I will be all out.”


“Doc you done well and you have done all you could. We just have to hold for three more days.”
 
Battle of Wake Part I
USS Seawolf, SS-318
Western Pacific Ocean, Near Wake Island
March 14 1939


Lt j.g. Jim Smith was currently standing on the conning tower of his boat. He had taken command of the Seawolf on February 14th following the death of Lieutenant Reyes the former XO of the ship. His injuries had finally gotten the better of him and he was buried at sea by Smith and the rest of the crew. The former CO Lt Commander Jackson died back in January when the Japanese attacked Guam. Jackson never even made it back to the boat. It was the same attack that had wounded Reyes. Yet following the death of Reyes the command of the Seawolf passed to Smith. It was why the young jaygee was in a billet that normally when to a Lt Commander.


Under Smith the Seawolf had already a pair of victories. Granted they were merchants a Japanese tanker and Soviet[1] merchant ship, but the US was already operating under unrestricted submarine warfare rules. Currently the Seawolf was doing a swing by Wake Island on its way to its new home port at Rabaul. This was done as Guam[2] had fallen to the Japanese seven days ago and there was no chance of resupplying there. Rabaul was the closest port still in US hands were the Seawolf could resupply and keep up its war against the Japanese and other enemies of the United States.


At the moment the Seawolf was about 200 miles away from Wake as it was making it way south to Rabaul. Fuel limited the Seawolf’s approach to Wake as Jim wanted to have some fuel held in reserve in case he and his boat ran into the Japanese and needed it. Even then it his tanks would be damn near empty by the time he reached Rabaul. Then again his boat had already fought off Guam made a trip to Formosa and already started back to Guam when they were waved off from Guam to Rabaul then ordered to pass by Wake before making it back to Rabaul.


Looking through his spy glass Jim spotted something. It took a moment for it to come into focus. Pulling away the spy glass from his eye, “Dive the boat!” He screamed as he started to perform the task he needed to rig the boat to dive. A surface submarine against a naval task force is a losing proposition. The rest of the crew was running about to do the same thing to rig the boat to dive. Smith was the last person off the conning tower after making sure everyone else was already in the boat. Once everyone else in the boat he climbed down the ladder and closed the hatch to allow the boat to dive.


It took just under 95 seconds to start the dive of the boat. Jim was now in the bridge of his boat, “Put us at periscope depth. Bring us to a heading of two-seven-one, ahead slow. Sound General Quarters.” He called out as he was getting his plan of action together in his head. The crew of the boat were answering his calls as they when about putting the boat in the position he wanted to as the GQ alarm rung out throughout the boat. It took over a few minutes for this to happen.


Once everything was in the position he wanted Jim called out, “Up scope.” The quartermaster pulled the level to bring the scope up so his captain could see what was going on up top side. Jim quickly saw what he had seen up top and called out, “Mark one!” It was a few more seconds before he called out, “Mark two! Down Scope.”


At that he when over to the plotting table to start putting information on to the map as one of his enlisted men started putting information into the torpedo data computer. He looked at his XO who prior to the death of the older CO and XO had been the navigation officer of the boat, “Jack its going to be a long day.”


Jack looked at the map. He could see that Jim had marked down a pair of cruisers and six destroyers on the map. “Damn, we should at least make sure they get a nice welcome.”


The chief of the boat who was also qualified as an officer of the watch called out, “All sections report they are at their GQ stations.”


“Captain has the conn!”


“Aye, Captain has the conn.” the chief of the boat said letting it know he had turn over the watch of deck to his CO.


Turning to his XO Jim said, “Yep, my thoughts as well XO.” Unknown to Jim and Jack they had ran into one of the screening elements for the third attempt to invade Wake Island. A screening element made up of two light cruisers and seven destroyers.


Over the next 90 minute Jim made two more visual checks on the Japanese task force he had spotted as he had slightly adjust the course of his boat to give him a better angle off the bow so when he launched he had a better chance of hitting his target. For the fourth time since diving the boat Jim called out, “Up scope!”


Again the quartermaster raised the periscope up. Once the scope was up Jim quickly called out, “Mark One!” Then seconds later he called out, “Mark two.” Then he paused for a moment, “Fire One!” The whole boat shook as the first of the forward tubes fired its torpedo out into the warm Pacific. The Seawolf had a total of 10 tubes, six forward and four aft. Jim was about to use all of his forward tubes to press on his attack before diving the boat. Over the span of 54 seconds Jim fired all of the forward tubes. “Down scope.”


With his orders given the boat started to dive. Jim was looking at his stop watch as it would be just about five minutes before the torpedoes he fired should hit their targets. It was just now a waiting game.


It was at five minutes 15 seconds that the crew heard the sounds of an explosion. Then seconds later they heard another explosion. Jim called out, “Up scope!”


The quartermaster raised the scope and Jim started to look through it. It was clear that they had stuck one of the light cruisers. “Down Scope! Set deck to 500 feet!” Now came the hard part.


[1] The Soviet merchant fleet are still making port calls in Japanese held waters and are free game for American submarines.

[2] Think of the 1944 Battle of Guam instead of the Battle of Guam 1941 to how violent the battle was.
 
Well, the sub has delayed this force which I assume was on the way to Wake. It would not be surprising if some if not all of the warships are carrying the next assault force. With any luck some of the attack force has been lost, if one of the destroyers were hit as well even more will go down. No matter what this force has been delayed, there will be the need to pull survivors out of the water, some of the destroyers will be going after the sub. This may end up buying Wake another 24 hours. Given the post where they need to hold out 3 days to expect relief, this could be decisive. Nice to see the torpedoes are working.
 
Battle of Wake Part II
SMS Walfischbucht
Western Pacific, Near Wake
March 15 1939, 0451 Local


Kapitänleutnant Branden Hamby along with the rest of MG25 were in the ready room getting ready for their first mission since the start of the war. They had been on show the flag mission on the US Pacific Coast as part of an effort to improve relations with the American nation. They were also the only remaining parts of the Pazifik Geschwader together with a few destroyers and submarines. The destroyers had been acting as the escort to the Walfischbucht on her trip to the United States. The submarine have simply been able to slip away from the Japanese attacking their home ports back in German China. Other than that, the whole of the Pazifik Geschwader had already been sunk in the Battle of the East China Sea. That battle had cost Germany the battlecruisers Hindenburg and Seydlitz, a pair of heavy cruisers, a light cruiser, and 7 destroyers.


Because getting back to home waters were simply impossible now barring impossible good luck the Walfischbucht and her escorts had been placed under the operational command of the US Pacific Fleet. The US Pacific Fleet decided to use the Walfischbucht and her escorts as part of the effort to take pressure off Wake. She simply wasn’t fast enough to take part in the planned relief of Guam mission. However with the news out Guam had fallen, those ships have been retasked to the mission at Wake. Currently a sizable bulk of the US battleline and flat tops were making their way to Wake to help the defenders of the island. The rest were being left in reserve near Pearl Harbor.


One of the officer cadets who had been assigned to the Walfischbucht called out, “Commanding Officer on the deck!” At that all of the pilots that had been waiting in the ready room jumped up as their CO came in. The lead officer of the two that had just entered the ready room was wearing a German flight suit, the other was wearing American khaki naval uniform. The German CO spoke first, “At ease.”


The two officers walked up the front of the room. The American took the lead, “Gentlemen today’s mission is to give top cover to the men defending Wake.” The reason the Germans have been given this task was their fighters had shorter legs than the American fighters fighting today. The Germans were using a navalized version of the D XXV. The D XXV was a great fighter but it was short ranged and for naval operations that really hurt things. Even with their drop tanks the distance the D XXVs could travel was still well short of the American fighters.


“Flights will be eight aircraft going and coming from Wake with another flight of eight overhead at all times over Wake.” Every pilot looked at each other, that was their whole freaking airwing. The Walfischbucht was officially rated for 26 aircraft, however it never carried more than 24 aircraft. Generally it was a mix of D XXVs and CL XXIIs in a 16-8 split. But if they were throwing their whole air wing into this that means they were using the CL XXIIs as fighters and those things were hopeless outdated now. New designs were being tested but the XXIIs was still the workhorse with both the air force and navy.


Their CO took over, “That’s right the XXIIs are flying with else. We are going to be flying with either a pair or four of them depending on the flight.” Looking at his list, “Hamby, you and your flight with be flying with flight gold and you are first up.”


Hamby wanted to cringe. He would be flying with four fucking dive bombers as support. Hamby knew why his flight had drew this short straw. He had fought in the Arabian campaign in 37 giving him the only limited combat experience. Even with his single air to air kill those camel fuckers were basically around in a flight club, not the Japanese who were the equal of the Germans. If they ran into Jap fighters those XXII were dead and they didn’t even know it. At least they weren’t flying the D XXIII like he had over Arabia so there was that. But Hamby still felt like this was going to go badly. But as the CO ended the brief he started his way to his plane in what was promising to be a long day.
 
Before anyone ask why the Germans didn't get assigned to CAP duties, not enough Americans spoke German and the Germans don't have enough pilots that speak English. So they were assigned CAP duties over Wake where the language barrier wouldn't come up as an issue.
 
Battle of Wake Part III
Wake Island
Field Hospital
March 15 1939, 0547 Local


Lt Commander Jeff Flack was currently making his rounds checking on his wounded marines, soldiers, sailors, and airmen who was under his care. He was down to only a few gallons left of clean water now to tend to the wounded under his care. But given what the state of the supply situation here on Wake it wasn’t surprising. The only thing they had left in abundance at this point were weapons and ammo. Either American or Japanese weapons. Some units were totally equipped with Japanese weapons now to try and make the most of what the Japanese had left for them. Hell the last thing Jeff had to eat was some captured Japanese rations yesterday around noon. It was getting that bad on Wake.


But there was hope. Jeff knew that a relief convoy was due to resupply Wake that was due to dock here and it was about 12 hours out right now. What Jeff was looking forward to most through was the fact the hospital ship USS Mercy AH-9 was part of that convoy and he would finally be able to give his patients the care they needed. The Mercy would have more than enough beds for all the wound troops he had under his personal care at the moment, but it you counted the walking wounded it would fall short by a fair bit. Then again some of the troops had a new name for Wake, Purple Heart Island and for good reason.


The screeching sound was the first thing Jeff heard before people were yelling, “Incoming!” Jeff dove for the deck as 211 mm shells from Jap heavy cruisers started raining down. Unlike their last attempt from a week ago the Japanese weren’t going to be using battleships to blast Wake, instead that job was falling to the heavy cruisers that could keep up with the carriers assigned to give invasion top cover. Plus the battleships used in the last effort needed to reload their magazines after heavy bombardment of Wake from them.


Even with the hell raining down around him, Jeff couldn’t stay on the deck as he heard screams from his wounded. He ran to them as best he could. Using his flashlight and his medical training he did what he could. Which honestly wasn’t that much, but he tried. His bandages that he was using had been removed from those who didn’t make it and hadn’t totally turned the whole bandage red. Was it medically unsound? Yep, but when you are out of choices, you do what you have to. For the medics it was even worse. They were using unwash cloths for most wounds, but for the bad wounds they were going straight to using tourniquet. Even wounds that might been able to stop other ways if they had bandages. They had a limited supply of stuff and they had to make the most of it.


Then the shelling stopped after about a good two hours of it. Between the heavy and light cruisers, and the destroyers thousands of shells had hit Wake or the waters around Wake. However it wasn’t totally one sided through. The last remaining 5/51 mobile coastal defense gun had stay hidden till they could hit one of the destroyers who got a little too bold. Everyone on Wake knew about the relief effort that was being made and were doing everything to make the Japanese think twice about trying another landing here. They did chop up their fifth destroyer sunk trying to take the Island, but it was in turn destroyed by Japanese cruiser fire.


Commander Flake lifted his head from the sailor he was trying to patch up the bleeding small intestine with a sewing string. His goal was to keep them alive till they got the hospital ship where they could real medical care. But as he heard the shelling slack off Flake knew the shit was about to get thick.
 
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Battle of Wake Part IV
MG25
Over the Central Pacific, Near Wake
March 15 1939, 0755 local


Kapitänleutnant Branden Hamby was currently flying his D XXV at its fuel-efficient speed at just over 5,800 meters off the ground. The name of the game was fuel efficiency on the leg to and back from Wake. Even through they had taken off after the CL XXII they had already past them on the way to flying over Wake. Hamby really thought trying to use any CL as fighter was a foolish idea, they were fucking dive bombers. Maybe they might have a chance against other bombers, but against another fighter they were dead ducks. But then again, his ship had been designed as a colonial carrier and couldn’t carry as many aircraft and this was the result, CLs being pushed into use as a fighter.


By his math they were about 20 kilometers behind his flight of four D XXVs. Further along with his math they were about 10 kilometers from taking up the first part of their combat mission over Wake. He was keeping his neck on a swivel looking for the first sign of the Japanese. Intel was a bit scares at the moment on where the Japanese fleet was that was to be coming for another crack at invading Wake. So the Japs could be anywhere. As he was looking across the horizon he spotted something in the air. “Scheisse.” Was his first thought. He knew from the briefing that Wake’s own fighter force had already been destroyed so anything in the air had to be hostile. And judging by the size of numbers there had to be at least two carrier air wings over Wake right now.


Clicking his radio, “Gold flight wave off. I say again wave off. Confirm last.”


The leader of Gold flight radio, “Blue flight leader repeat last?”


“Abort mission damn it.” Sending CLs into this cluster fuck was beyond stupid. Hell he had half a mind to abort his own mission but he wasn’t about to do it. “We have massive Jap opposition over Wake, I say again massive Jap opposition over Wake.”


“Confirm orders, Gold flight is aborting mission. Massive Jap opposition over Wake.” Gold flight leader confirmed.


“Confirm.” Hamby clicked his radio one time. Then thought for a second, “Stay frosty guys and remember for god shakes stay in pairs.”


“Two confirms.”


“Three confirms.”


“Four confirms.”


At that the four D XXVs started to climb higher so they could get a boom dive attack in before they were in the real deep shit. From what it looked like the Japanese were too busy attacking Wake to notice the four D XXVs that were climbing. The only thing they had going for them was they were attacking out of the sun, once they made their first past, they were be badly out numbered. But they didn’t get pay to fly safe routes.

The distances closed quickly and soon Hamby nosed over his fighter for the first past in his aircraft. He had to remember not to push his throttle to the fire wall as he seen what could happen first hand when someone did that. They would lose control of their plane and generally put themselves into a smoky hole grave. Lining up his gun sights he opened up with his 13.2 mm machine guns. Unlike the Luftstreitkräfte the Kaiserliche Marine used a pair of synchronized 13.2 mm machine guns in the engine cowling. Leaning forward of a Jap dive bomber[1] below him felt the weight of the 13.2 mm slugs tearing into his aircraft. Its rear gunner try to bring his 7.7 mm machine gun to bear on Hamby, but only for his port wing to snap off throwing the Jap into one hell of spin.


Kicking his rudder pedals hard Hamby tried to bring his gun sights up on another Jap Dive Bomber but the word was already getting out they were under attack. The Japanese were already kicking their aircraft around to make it harder for the German pilots to hit them. Hamby felt his plane shake from hits but he shrugged it off. He was able to put lead on another Jap, this one was a torpedo bomber being used as a level bomber[2]. He opened fire on it. To Hamby’s surprise the damn thing lit up like a Zippo.


Throwing his plane into another turn he didn’t notice the Japanese fighter[3] that was turning in to close with him. The Jap fighter blasted the underside of the German fighter with a large amount of 7.7 mm ammo. Hamby felt the controls go sluggish in his aircraft as he pulled out of his turn. His gages were going ape shit. It was time to ditch. He started looking around as he cut his power trying to ease out of the turn he was in. But his controls weren’t answering him like they should and he was only exiting it slowly. Then he was hit with another long brust of 7.7 mm ammo from the fighter that hit him the first time.


Hamby could feel the pieces of his aircraft breaking off of it was he was losing control of it. He checked his altitude, it was lower than he would had liked but he had no choice he opened the canopy and unbuckled himself from the aircraft. Jamming the stick forward he got out and threw himself out of the doomed aircraft.


[1] D3A Val

[2] B5N Kate

[3] A6M Zero
 
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If the relief fleet makes it before the Japanese take Wake, that German carrier will have a good shot at staying afloat. If not, they are going to have to turn and run - if the Japanese report back that they encountered German naval aircraft there will be a search for that ship for sure. If Hamby comes down near or on Wake, his chances are good, if he is in a random patch of ocean, not so much.
 
Battle of Wake Part V
IJN Zuikaku
C-in-C
March 15 1939, 0859 Local


Kaigun-Taishō Jirou Souma was currently studying the message that had just been handed him. It said that his planes that had been attacking Wake had been jumped by a flight of four German fighters. They lost five of their own number and had another two that had been damaged and were returning to the four carriers he had under his command. All four Germans had been shot down. If the Germans sole remaining heavy unit in the Pacific was here, that meant the Americans were nearby. That radically changed things for Jirou.


His current command was a long far cry from his former post. He had been the former Naval Minister for the Japanese Empire. Yet he had been forced out from his office for disagreements within the military click that had been running Japan since the early 1930s. The disagreement had been over which Western Power Japan should choose as an ally. Jirou had been of the pro-American foreign policy outlook. Even with the issues over China, Jirou still believed the Americans would be better allies than the British. Yet he had been pushed to the sidelines after the call had been made to go to war with China again. His friends through made sure he received a sea command to keep him from being killed by the more radical army officers who had a bad habit of killing officers who didn’t agree with them.


Jirou knew he had to seek battle with the Americans here. If he was to withdraw it would be his head. Yet he faced a major problem, that of the location of the American-German Fleet. Then again so did the Americans and Germans, they didn’t know where his fleet of four carriers were. Yet he had about quarter of his planes loaded up for a second strike on Wake which was to cover the landings which was to start in the next hour. The other quarter was loaded for an anti-ship strike. He could launch his strike piecemeal or he arm his planes that were set to strike at Wake. The problem there it would strip the Marines of the needed air cover as they pushed to invade Wake. Yet the chance to strike at the Americans was too much. “Order the planes currently armed for the second strike on Wake to rearm with anti-shipping weapons. Once finish have both groups launch to hunt out the Americans. When the strike from Wake returns, have it also rearm for anti-shipping strikes.”
 
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