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created_time: 2025-12-04T05:38:00.000Z
title: 12-03 Reasoning Note: The Attack on Pearl Harbor, Operation Vengeance, and The Battle of the USS Laffey
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Speaker 1 00:00:01
I just figured it out. Yeah, I'm going to figure it out. This is Wilco. Yeah, yeah, for comm.
Speaker 1 00:00:36
I think it's two eight-foot blocks, things like that.
Speaker 2 00:01:12
Thank you.
Speaker 2 00:03:47
Yes. Is it good right there? Do you want me to move it? Sure.
Speaker 2 00:05:59
BANG!
Speaker 2 00:06:35
What. 
Speaker 1 00:07:06
Is it okay to drive this tall? Yeah, it's fine. I mean, with straps. Yeah, that's fine, yeah. No problems? No. The other two broke, and they just left. Oh, yeah? So, but the air, no. Thank you.
Speaker 1 00:08:30
um so i'm up the street i'm near the boys sport um so i can i mean if you want me to come back.
Speaker 2 00:08:42
you can come back and get many stuff um that might be the best way what do you think but yeah.
Speaker 1 00:09:37
No, I mean, if I'm done at 5, if I'm done at 5, I don't need, I can be back to you at 5.30, probably 5.20.
Speaker 2 00:10:14
Right. 30 so that one I mean last time should be okay sadly the only thing that's.
Speaker 2 00:11:12
going on in my head with that Maddie in the cars criticism he's got.
Speaker 1 00:11:37
Yeah, I just didn't know how long, you know, sometimes you're here and wait till they close a breeze. Since I left early, so, do this interview.
Speaker 2 00:12:03
Of course. Yeah.
Speaker 2 00:12:43
Thanks for watching!
Speaker 2 00:13:44
Thank you.
Speaker 2 00:15:28
All right.
Speaker 1 00:19:06
Can I steal one of those pallets? Can I take one of those pallets? Can I, the pallets over there, can I take one just to put on top so I don't, when I, the one that I did with the carton. 
Speaker 2 00:19:30
Yeah. Okay, that'll work, thank you.
Speaker 2 00:21:12
Thank you.
Speaker 2 00:22:46
Thanks for watching. 
Speaker 3 00:33:30
half a city block with it. We're falling too fast. Jumps too soon. I lose my grip on Victra, ground rushing up to us. Then the air cracks with a sonic boom. Then another, and another, till a whole chorus resounds out from the darkness of the claudial carved tunnel as it gives birth to a small army. Two twenty-fifty armored shapes in grabboots scream up out of the tunnel toward us. To my left, my right, painted blood-red, pouring pulse-fire skyward behind us. My hair stands on end, and I smell ozone, superheated munitions ripple blue from friction as they tear through air molecules. Miniguns mounted on shoulders, vomit, death. Amidst the rising suns of Ares, a crimson armored man with the spiked helmet of his father zips forward and catches Victra.
Speaker 3 00:34:02
seconds before she impacts him with the skyscraper. The howling of wolves babbles from his helmet speakers. It's Ares himself. My best friend in all the worlds has not forgotten me. He has come with his legion of empire breakers and terrorists and renegades. The Howlers. A dozen metal men and women with black wolf cloaks kicking in the wind fly behind him. The largest of them in pure white armor with blue handprints covering their chest and arms. His black cloak is stained with a red stripe down the middle. For a moment, I think it's Pax, come back from the dead for me. But when the man catches me and Holiday, I see the glyphs drawn in the blue paint of the handprints. Glyphs from the south pole of Mars. It's Ragnar Balarus, prince of the Valkyrie Spire.
Speaker 3 00:34:32
He tosses hollers from the other howlers and pushes me behind him so I can wrap my arms around his neck, digging my fingers into the width of his armor. Then he banks through the smoking valley city toward the tunnel, shouting to me, Hold fast, little brother. And he dies. Several to the left, clutching Diktra, howlers, all around. They grab boots, screaming, as we plummet into the darkness of the tunnel's mouth. The enemy pursues. The sounds are horrible. Screaming of wind, rupture of rock as pulse fire rips into the walls behind us, and weapons warble. My jaw rattles against Ragnar's metal shoulder. His grab boots vibrate at full burn. Faults from the armor dig into my ribs. The battery pack above his tailbone slams into my groin as we weave and dart through pitch black. I'm riding a metal shark, deeper and deeper into the belly of an angry sea.
Speaker 3 00:35:05
My ears pop. Wind whistles. A pebble slams into my forehead. Blood streams down my face, stinging my eyes. The only light is the glowing of boots and the flash of weapons. I'm riding a metal shark. The skin of my right shoulder flares with pain. Pulse-fire from our pursuers misses me by inches. Still, my skin bubbles and smokes, lighting my jumpsuit sleeve on fire. The wind kills the flames, but the pulse-fire rips past again and boils into the sun's grapples just ahead of me, melting the man's legs into a single chunk of molten metal. He jerks in the air, slamming into the ceiling where his body crumbles, helmet ripping off and spinning straight toward me. Red light throbs through my eyelids. There's smoke in the air, meaty. It stings the back of my throat,
Speaker 3 00:35:39
fat tissue, charred and crispy, chest hot with pain. A swamp of screams and howls and cries for mother all around. And something else. The sound of bumblebees in my ears. Someone's above me. See them in the red light as I open my eyes, screaming into my face, pressing a mask to my mouth. A damp wolf cloak dangles from a metal shoulder, tickling my neck. Other hands touch mine. The world vibrates, tilts. Starboard! Starboard! Someone screams in the distance, as if underwater. We're on a ship. I'm surrounded by dying men.
Speaker 3 00:36:30
Chapter 8. Chapter 9 Chapter 10.
Speaker 3 00:37:02
Oh, tomb. Oh, marriage chamber. Hollowed-out house that will watch forever where I go. To my own people, who are mostly there. Persephone has taken them to her. Last of them all, ill-fated past the rest, shall I descend before my course is run. Still, when I get there, I may hope to find I come as a dear friend to my dear father. To you, my mother, and my brother, too. All three of you have known my hand in death. I wash your bodies. It is my uncle's voice. Is this the veil? Is this the road I walk before death? It can't be. In the veil there is no pain, but my body aches. My legs sting. Still, I hear his voice ahead of me, drawing me through the mist.
Speaker 3 00:37:34
The man who taught me to dance after my father died, who guarded me and sent me to Ares. Who died himself in a mineshaft, and dwells now in the veil. I thought it would be Eo who grieved me. Or my father, not Nero. Keep reading. Another voice whispers. Dr. Daringly said he can hear us. He just has to find his way back. Even as I walk, I feel a bed under me. The air around cold and crisp in my lungs. The sheets soft and clean. The muscles in my legs twitch. Feels like little bees are stinging them. And with each spin the dream world fades and I slide back into my body.
Speaker 3 00:38:32
A brooding danger to him, lent teeth by the railgun in his thigh holster. A sling blade has been sewn onto his black military jacket above a society logo that's been peeled off and inverted. Red at the top, gold at the foundation. The man's been at war. Beside him sits my mother, a bent, fragile woman, since her stroke. How many times did I imagine the jackal standing over him, pliers in hand? She's been safe the whole time. Her crooked fingers weave needle and thread through tattered socks, patching the holes. They don't move like they used to. Age and infamity have slowed them. Her broken body is not what she is on the inside. There she stands tall as any gold, broad as any wood seed. Watching her sit there, breathing quietly, in gentle touch,
Speaker 3 00:39:03
I want to protect her more than anything else in the world. I want to heal her, give her all she never had. I love her so much, I don't know what to say, what to do, or can ever show her how much she means to me. They look up. They're all frozen in his chair. My mother's setting a hand on his and rising slowly to my bedside. Her steps, slow, wary. Hello, child. She stands above me, overwhelming me with the love of her eyes. My hand is almost larger than her head, but I gently touch her face, as if to prove to myself she is me. I trace the crow's feet from her eyes to the grey hair at her temples. As a boy, I did not like her as much as I liked father.
Speaker 3 00:39:35
She would hit me at times. She would weep alone and pretend nothing was wrong. But now, all I want is to listen to her humbly, she cooks. All I want are those still nights when we had peace, when I was a child. I want the time back. I'm sorry. I find myself sorry. I'm so sorry. She kisses my forehead and rocks her head against mine. She smells like rust and sweat and oil, like home. She tells me I'm her son. There's nothing to apologize for. I'm safe. I'm loved. The family is here. Kieran, Liana, their children, waiting to see me. I sob uncontrollably, sharing all the pain my solitude forced me to hoard. The tears are deeper language than my tongue can afford. I'm exhausted by the time she kisses me again on the head and pulls back. Nero comes to her side and puts a hand on my arm.
Speaker 3 00:40:12
Nero. Nero. Hello, you little bastard. He says roughly, still your father's son, eh? I thought you were dead, I say. Ah, death chewed on me a bit, then spat my bloody ass back out. Said there was killing that needed doing, and some wild blood of mine that needed saving. He grins tenderly. That old scar on his lips joins my two new ones. He's been waiting for you to wake up, mother says. It's been two days since they brought you back in the shotgun. I can still taste the smoke from burned flesh in the back of my throat. Where are we? My house. T-Nose. The city of Ares. T-Nose. I whisper. I sit up quickly. Severo. Ragnar. They're alive. Nero runs, pushing me back down. Don't rip out your tubes and reslet.
Speaker 3 00:40:43
Took Dr. Birney hours to thread you up after that bloody mess of an escape. Bone riders were supposed to be in EMP radios. They weren't. They ripped us to pieces in the tunnels. Ragnar's the only reason you're living. You were there. Who do you think led the drill team that punched into Attica? It was Lycos, Blood, Lambda, and Omicron. I work by Victra. Easy boy. He sets his hand on my chest to stop me from trying to get up with you. She's with the doc. Same for the Grey. They're alive. Getting patched. You need to check me, Nero. Tell the doctors to check me for radiation trackers. For implants. They won't let me go on purpose. Define his cues. I need to see Severo. Oi! I said easy. Nero says sharpie. We checked you. Two implants were in you. Both fried in the EMP. You weren't tracked. And Ares ain't here. He's still out with the Howlers.
Speaker 3 00:41:13
Came back just to deliver the wounded and scarf down the group. There were almost a dozen Wolfcloaks. So he's recruited. This will betray us like Vixus mentioned to Pimlin's clan. Wonder if Screwface is with them too. Ares is always on the move. Mother says. Lots to do. Only one Ares. Nero replies defensively. They're still out looking for survivors. They'll be back soon. Bye morning. Look holds. My mother shoots a harsh look and he shuts up. I can barely form sentences. So much to say. So much unfamiliar emotion running through me. All I end up doing is sitting there, breathing fast. My mother's love fills the room, but still I feel the darkness moving me on to this moment. Pressing in on this family I thought I lost, and how fear I cannot protect.
Speaker 3 00:41:45
My enemies are too great, too many, and I too weak. I shake my head, running my thumb over her nose. I thought I would never see you again. Yet here you are. Somehow she makes it so cold. So like my mother to be the one with dry eyes when both the men can barely speak. I always wondered how I survived the instigate. It damn well wasn't because of my father. He was a gentleman. Mother is the spy nanny.
Speaker 3 00:42:18
But my mother stays put. This hell-darker is not done yet. Who could see? Dancer grips my hand. But you gave us a hell of a scare. It's bloody damn good to see you, Dancer. And you, boy. And you. Thank you. For taking care of them. I lied to my mother and uncle. By helping several. It's what family is for, he says. How are you? My chest hurts. And everything else. You last, likely. You'd short it. The irony says that cranked on Nakamura's gag almost killed you. You had a heart attack. Dancer, how did the jackal know? Every day I've wondered. It did a part. The clues I left. Did I give myself up? It wasn't you, Dancer says. It was Harmony.
Speaker 3 00:42:49
Harmony? I whisper. She wouldn't. She hates gold. But even as I say it, I know how reckless her hate is. How vengeful she must have felt after I did not detonate the bomb she gave me to kill the Sovereign. And if the others aren't wounded. She thinks we've sold out the rebellion. Dancer says. That we're compromising too much. She told the jackal who you were. He knew when I was in his office. And I gave him the gift. He nods, tiredly. Your presence proved her claims. So the jackal let us rescue her and the others. We brought her back to base. And an hour before his kill squad came, she disappeared. Pitchner is dead because of her. He gave her a purpose.
Speaker 3 00:43:20
I understand how she could betray me, but him? Ares? She found out he was a gold. Then she gave him. Must have given the jackal the basis coordinates. Ares was her hero, her god. After her children died in the mines, he gave her a reason to live, a reason to fight. And then she discovered he was the enemy, and she got him killed. It crushes me to think that's why he died. Dancer surveys me quietly. It's clear I'm not what he expected. Mother and Nero are watching almost as carefully as they watch me, deducing the same. I know I'm not what I was. I say slowly. No, boy. You've been through hell. It's not that. Then what is it? He exchanges a look with my mother.
Speaker 3 00:43:53
You're sure? He needs to know. Tell him, she says. Nero nods too. Dancer hesitates still. He looks for a chair. Nero wishes to pull one out for him, and set me at the bed. Dancer nods his thanks and then leans over me, making a steeple of his fingers. Nero, you've gone too long with people hiding things from you. So I want to be very transparent from here forward. Until five days ago, we thought you were dead. I was, close enough. No, no, I mean, we stopped looking for you nine months ago. my mother's hands tightens on mine three months after you were captured the girls executed you on the hc for treason they dragged a boy identical to you out to the steps of the citadel and read off your crimes, pretending you were still at gold we tried to free you but it was a trap.
Speaker 3 00:44:25
we lost thousands of men his eyes drift over my lips my hair he had your eyes your scars your bloody damn face and we had to watch as the jackal cut off your head and destroyed your obelisk on mars field i stare at them not fully comprehending we grieved for your child, mother says voice thin the whole clan city i led the fading turrets myself and we buried our boats in the deep tunnels beyond steamers nero crosses his arms trying to see himself off from the memory, he was just like you same walk same face thought i'd watch you die again, it was likely a flesh mask or they carved someone or digital effects dancer explains doesn't matter now the jackal killed you.
Speaker 3 00:44:56
as an orient not as a red would have been foolish for them to reveal your identity would have handed us a tool so instead you died just another gold who thought he could be king a warning the jackal promised he would hurt those i love and now i see how deeply he has my mother's facade is broken all of the grief she's kept inside thickens behind her eyes as she stares down at me guilt straining her face, I gave up on you, she says softly, voice cracking. I gave up? It's not your fault, I say. You couldn't have known. Several did, she says. He never stopped looking for you. Dancer explains. I thought he was mad. He said you weren't dead, that he could feel it, that he would know.
Speaker 3 00:45:27
I even asked him to give up the helm to someone else. He was too reckless searching for you. Well, the bastard found you, Nero says. Aye, Dancer replies. He did. I was wrong about it. I should have believed in you, believed in him. How did you find me? Theodora designed an operation. She's here? Working for us in intelligence. Woman's got contacts. Some of her informants in that pearl club caught word that the Olympic Knights were taking a package from Attica back to Luna for the Sovereign. Severo believed you were that package, and he put a huge portion of our reserve resources behind this attack, burns two of our deep assets. As he speaks, I watch my mother stare distantly at the crackling lightbulb on the ceiling. What is this light for her? For a mother to see her child broken by other men?
Speaker 3 00:45:58
To see the pain written in scars on his skin, spoken in silences, in far-off looks? How many mothers have prayed to see their sons, their daughters, returned from war, only to realize the war has kept them, the world has poisoned them? For now you're on the smother's greed for me. Now she's drowning in guilt for giving up. In desperation and hearing the war swallowing again. Knowing she is helpless to suffer. In the past years, I've trampled over so many to get what I think I want. If this is my last chance at life, I want to do it right. I want to. But now the real problem isn't material, it's manpower we need. Dancer! Stop, I say. Stop? Your friend's in confusion, glancing at Nero.
Speaker 3 00:46:29
What's wrong? Nothing's wrong. But I'll talk with you in the morning about this. The morning? Charles, the world is shifting under your feet. We've lost control over the other red factions. The suns will not last a year. I have to give you a debriefing. Dancer, we need you back. Dancer, I'm alive. I say, thinking of all the questions I want to ask. About the war, my friends, how I wasn't done. About, must I? But that can wait. To even know how lucky I am. To be able to see you all again in this world. I haven't seen my brother or my sister in years. So tomorrow, I'll listen to your debriefing. Tomorrow the war can happen again. But tonight, I belong to my family. I hear the children before we reach the door. I feel a guest in someone else's dream.
Speaker 3 00:47:01
Unfit for the world of children. But I've little to say on the matter, as mother pushes my wheelchair forward into a cramped dormitory, cluttered with metal bunks, children, the smell of shampoo and noise. Five of the children of my blood, fresh from the showers by the looks of their hair and the little sandals on the floor, are scrumming in one of the bunks. Two taller nine-year-olds holding the lines against two six-year-olds, and a tiny little cherub of a girl who keeps headbutting the biggest boy on the leg. He hasn't yet noticed her. The sixth child in the room I remember from when I visited Mother in Lycos. The little girl who couldn't sleep. One of Ciaran's. She watches the other children over her glossy book of fables from another bunk, and is the first to notice me. Ha! She calls back, eyes wide. Ha! Ciaran bursts up from a scale of dice with Liana when he sees me.
Speaker 3 00:47:32
Liana's slower behind him. Daryl! He says, rushing to me, and stopping just before my wheelchair. He's bearded now, too. In his mid-twenties. No slump to his shoulders like there used to be. His eyes radiate a goodness that I used to think made him seem foolish. Now it just seems wildly brave. Remembering himself, he waves his children forward. Regan! Eero! Children! Come meet my little brother! Come meet your uncle! The children line up awkwardly around him. A baby laughs from the back of the room, and a young mother rises from her bunk, where she was breastfeeding the child. Eero? I whisper. The woman's a vision of the past. Small, face the shape of a heart. Her hair a thick, tangled mess. The sort that frizzes on humid days, like Eero's did.
Speaker 3 00:48:05
her eyes are smaller, her nose elfin, more delicacy here than fire, and this is a woman, not a girl like my wife was, 20 years old now by my count, they all stare at me strangely, wondering if I'm mad, except Dio, Dio's sister, whose face splits with a smile, I'm sorry Dio, I say quickly, you look just like her, she doesn't allow to be awkward, pushing my apologies, saying it's the kindest thing I could have said, and who's that then, I ask of the baby she holds, the little girl's hair is absurd, rust red and bound together by a hair tie, so it sticks straight up on top of her head in a little antenna, she watches me excitedly with her dark red eyes, this little thing, Dio asks, coming closer to my chair,
Speaker 3 00:48:37
oh, this is someone I've been wanting to introduce to you since Deanna told us you were alive, she looks lovingly to my brother, I feel a pang of jealousy, this is our first, would you like to hold her, hold her, I say, no, I'm, the girl's pudgy little hands reach for me, and Dio pushes the girl into my lap before I can recoil, the girl clings to my sweater, grunting as she turns and wriggles around so she's seated according to her liking on my leg, she claps her hands together, and laughs, completely unaware of what I am, Before my hands are so scarred, delighted by the size of them and the gold sigils, she grabs my thumb and tries to bite it with her gums. Her world is alien to the horrors I know.
Speaker 3 00:49:09
All the child sees is love. Her skin is pale and soft against mine. She's made of clouds, and I of stone. Her eyes large and bright like a mother's. Her demeanor and thin lips like Kieran's. Were this another life, she might have been my child with you. My wife would have laughed to think it would be my brother and her sister together in the end, and not us. We were a little storm that couldn't last. But maybe Dio and Kieran will. Long after the lights have dimmed throughout the complex to ease the burdens on the generators, I sit with my uncle and brother around the table in the back of the room, listening to Kieran tell me his new duties, learning from Oranges how to serve his rip-wings and shuttles.
Speaker 3 00:49:40
Dio went to bed long ago, but she left me the baby, who now sleeps in my arms, shifting here and there as her dreams take her wherever they may. It's really not that wretched here, Kieran is saying. Better than the stacks below it. We have food, water showers, no more flushes. There's a lake above us, they say. Bloody damp, dazzling stuff, the showers. Children love it. He watches his children in the low light, two to a bed, shifting quietly as they sleep. What's hard is not knowing what'll be for them. Will they ever mind working the webbery? I always thought they would. That I was passing something down. A mission. A craft, you hear? I nod. I guess I wanted my sons to be hell divers. Like you. Like Pa.
Speaker 3 00:50:10
But he shrugs. There's nothing to that now that you've got eyes. Uncle Nero says. It's a hollow life when you know you're being stepped on. I hear him replies. Died by thirty, so those folks can live to a hundred. It ain't bloody damn right. I just want my children to have more than this, brother. He stares at me intensely. And I remember how my mother asked me what comes after revolution. What world are we making? It was what Mustang asked. Something Eel never considered. And I love Ares as much as anyone. I owe him my life. The lives of my children. But. He shakes his head. Wanting to say more but feeling the weight of Nero's eyes on him. Go on. I say.
Speaker 3 00:50:40
I don't know if he knows what comes next. That's why I'm glad you're back to the brother. I know you've got a plan. I know you can save us. He says it with so much faith. So much trust. Of course I have a plan. I say. Because I know it's what he needs to hear. But as my brother contentedly refills his mug. My uncle catches my eye. And I know he sees through the lie. And we both feel the darkness pressing in. Chapter 9. The city of Ares. It's early morning and I sip my coffee and eat a bowl of grain cereal my mother fetched me from the commissary. I'm not yet ready for crowds. Kieran and Liana have already gone to work, so I sit with Dio and mother as the children dress for school.
Speaker 3 00:51:12
It's a good sign. You know what people have given up when they stop teaching their children? I finish my coffee. Mother pours me more. You took an entire pot, I ask. The chef insisted. Tried to give me two. I sipped from the cup. It's almost like the real thing. It is the real thing, Dio said. There's this pirate who sends us hijacked goods. Coffee's from Earth, they think. Jamaca, they said. Yet, I don't correct her.
Speaker 4 00:51:38
Hey, you. We can see you out of all the coins.
Speaker 1 00:51:43
Yeah? Yeah.
Speaker 4 00:51:45
How can a truck even carry that thing. 
Speaker 1 00:51:48
You know what's funny? It's just foam.
Speaker 4 00:51:50
It is? Really? Yeah. so it's like i can't even carry it i like to push it on one finger first guys look at this so how did your day go you know what i had an interview today and it went well okay a good juicy good, juicy what's your day today let's see if it does this and of course so what was your favorite thing.
Speaker 1 00:52:46
about today what'd you like.
Speaker 4 00:52:57
Game where you just act crazy.
Speaker 2 00:52:60
Should we do it today?
Speaker 2 00:53:34
Yes. but pick that up real quick should we do that one see that one yeah that one's totally fake.
Speaker 1 00:54:38
oh we've seen that one remember the guys are stuck and the seat belt won't come undone and then.
Speaker 5 00:55:02
Most men do Tai Chi wrong. That's why they don't lose weight.
Speaker 6 00:55:09
Make it a habit. Seven minutes of Tai Chi. It's the 4th of December, 1950, and struggling to keep his plane in the air is Jesse Leroy Brown. Jesse, here's on the radio. It's September the 10th, 1952, and a pair of F-4U-4B Corsairs make their way across the clear North Korean skies.
Speaker 6 00:55:42
On board the lead plane is Captain Jesse Fulmar of the Marine Fighter Attack Squadron No. 312, also known as the Checkerboards. it's november the 30th 1951 in the skies over the korean peninsula a formation of nine chinese tupulov two bombers it's a calm clear morning on december the 7th 1941.
Speaker 6 00:56:22
two young pilots lieutenant kenneth marler taylor and lieutenant george welch sleep off a long night of partying at their barracks in honolulu hawaii then suddenly the air raid siren jolts them away five more minutes the sleek deprived men hurriedly stumble off their beds looking out the window they expect it to be little more than an inconvenient drill. But those hopes are dashed as the distant echoes of explosions, gunfire, and low-flying planes reach the two men.
Speaker 6 00:56:55
The realization dawns on them, and they leap into action, their adrenaline more than waking up for the less than two hours of sleep. Taylor calls their base for instructions, but nobody answers the phone. Thinking quickly, Taylor remembers that there should be planes at Haleiwa, a temporary strip for training, and calls them directly. Miraculously, someone answers, and Taylor orders them to prepare two planes as fast as possible. They run to their car, still wearing their tuxedo pants from the day before, and Welsh races ten miles to the airfield.
Speaker 6 00:57:30
Pillars of smoke rise above the installations as the Japanese destroy everything mercilessly. Enemy planes leap past and take potshots at the speeding car, but Welsh doesn't take his foot off the gas. the tires screech as he brings the car to a halt they find hali eva surprisingly untouched thanking their luck they both jump out of the car and straight into their p40b warhawk fighter plane while climbing into their p40s the crew chiefs tell them to disperse their planes disperse your.
Speaker 6 00:58:04
aircraft immediately to hell with that welsh replied the fighters are fully fueled but loaded only with 30 caliber ammunition with no time to waste they start the engines and take off determined to defend pearl harbor the danger barely registering in their minds it doesn't take them long before they spot 12 japanese d3a1 val dive bombers, circling above friendly installations they launch themselves into battle without hesitation.
Speaker 6 00:58:36
despite being outnumbered six to one they approach completely unopposed, the japanese are distracted shooting at the ground both pilots seize the opportunity and flying side by side down on the bombers from behind they unleash their guns and shower the enemy formation with bullets two enemies instantly burst into flames the japanese scatter and the pilots separate chasing after different targets the tail gunner of the dive bomber ahead.
Speaker 6 00:59:08
fires back at welsh and he breaks off the chase but not before being hit multiple times in the other fighter taylor finds himself low on ammunition and breaks away from his target he decides to land on wheeler field their usual place of operations he can see the devastation as he approaches but thankfully there are no enemies he brings it down to land in the middle of a grim scene the place is wrecked lines of planes burn in the open hangars are collapsed.
Speaker 6 00:59:38
and bomb craters litter the area, you, Once on the ground, he finds his partner, Welsh, has already landed and is resupplying with the help of brave ground crew. His plane is clearly damaged, but still airworthy. Battle rages on in other parts of the island, but to the men's shock, several officers run out of the ruins and order them to leave their aircraft immediately. They admonish both Taylor and Welsh for attacking without orders. We don't have orders. We've not been instructed to engage.
Speaker 6 01:00:10
Then, in the middle of the altercation, another formation of bombers is spotted and it's straight for their position. The officers and mechanics run for cover, while Taylor and Welsh jump back into their cockpits, completely ignoring their orders. They turn on their engines and taxi to the field. Ammunition boxes and tools abandoned by the mechanics fall off Taylor's wing in the process. They pick up speed towards the incoming dive bombers as bullets hit the ground around them. they take off just as the enemies fly past overhead the two pilots turn around and give chase.
Speaker 6 01:00:46
the bombers disappear into a cloud and taylor follows them the cloud obscures his vision for several seconds which seemed like an eternity he emerges on the other side and sees a japanese bomber right in front of his nose surprised he fires a burst into the plane ahead before a volley from another bomber hits him from behind this thing it looks like an ordinary hiking stick.
Speaker 5 01:01:16
this is from rhino usa and it's built for way more than his plane is rocked violently one shot.
Speaker 6 01:01:23
hits a cockpit coming to within an inch of his head before exploding sending shrapnel into his leg and arm he later said it was of no consequence it just scared the hell out of me, Ignoring his wounds, he breaks away from the chase and desperately tries to get rid of the bomber on his tail. Far above, Welch realizes Taylor is in trouble and dives down to help. Approaching at breakneck speed, he pulls the trigger. Taylor sees a flash from behind. He looks over his shoulder to see the enemy engulfed in flames, falling from the sky, and Welch emerging from the trail of smoke.
Speaker 6 01:02:00
He had just saved his life. Phew, that was close. I got you, kid. Leave, Taylor presses on despite his injuries. The two pilots split once more. Taylor chases after another bomber and opens fire. Smoke pours out of the bullet holes, but before he has a chance to finish it off, he spots another formation of Zeros approaching their position. Not only that, but he also sees Welch chasing after a lone Zero. Concerned that the formation will catch his friend off guard, he breaks off his attack.
Speaker 6 01:02:33
and heads to meet the incoming enemies, leaving the injured bomber to its fate. Fortunately, the incoming formation turns away and avoids the airfield before any more fighting can take place. Welch shoots and takes down a Zero he was chasing. They both land back on Haleiwa airfield. Both of their planes have heavy damage, but despite being tremendously outnumbered, they have both survived. Welch ended the day with four confirmed kills to his name, while Taylor had two confirmed and.
Speaker 6 01:03:05
two probable. After the war, Japanese reports and interviews of Japanese pilots involved in the attack revealed that the two men's actions likely prevented an assault on Haleiwa airfield, sparing the men and equipment stationed there from the worst of the onslaught. The two men, exhausted, drove back to their barracks in their Buick. They were stopped by their squadron commander, who was rushing in the other direction to determine the fate of the planes on Haleiwa. He shouted at the two pilots, You men, turn around! We're at war! Go to Haleiwa! You hear me? Come on!
Speaker 6 01:03:40
The men, still in their tuxedo pads, explained to their shocked commander the events of the day. Don't worry, sir. The planes are safe. And assured him the remaining planes were safe. They both received the Distinguished Service Cross for their heroic actions. Lieutenant Welch would also be nominated for the Medal of Honor, but would ultimately be denied for taking off without orders. Lieutenant Taylor also received a Purple Heart for the injuries he sustained. Taylor survived the war and retired from the military in 1971,
Speaker 6 01:04:10
living a peaceful life with his family until his passing in 2006. George Welch would also survive the war and go on to instruct in the Korean War. Characteristically, during some of his lessons, he reportedly downed several enemy MiG-15s in direct disobedience of his orders not to engage. Credits for his victories were officially given to his students. To hell with them. On October 12, 1954, tragically,
Speaker 6 01:04:41
Welch's plane disintegrated while he was conducting a 7G pullout at Mach 1.55. Major Welch is buried in Arlington Cemetery. If you haven't yet, please subscribe to the channel and please watch more videos of ours. It's April the 18th, 1943, and a squadron of P-38s races low over the waves of the Pacific.
Speaker 6 01:05:17
In the formation, 1st Lieutenant Rex Barber struggles under the oppressive heat of the cockpit. But he soldiers on, aware that they're on the hunt for the highest profile target of their careers. Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto, the man who orchestrated Pearl Harbor, who flaunted that he'll negotiate peace at the White House. The American squadron presses on, the shore of Bougainville coming into view. Rex Barber scans the skies. Intelligence had been very specific.
Speaker 6 01:05:52
One Betty bomber and two flights of three zeros, right here, right at this time. Their plan is simple and calculated. Twelve Lightnings are going to climb high and cover them from above, while remaining P-38s and Killer Crew will focus entirely on the bomber with the target. They almost reach Bougainville when the radio signal comes in. as if on cue an enemy formation emerges between the clouds six zeros however but one two betty.
Speaker 5 01:06:26
bombers did they really need to send their entire army i'm only one guy i guess we need defenses but this is just a little bit overkill look at that they're already damaging my base is this where.
Speaker 6 01:06:41
i finally lose american pilots are taken aback their plan is falling apart we'll have to take them back the formation flams their throttles to fall charging into battle all around barbara 12 of his squad lanes climb rapidly into the sky taking position as top cover and even before, chosen to perform the daring charge but there's more problems, first lieutenant besby holmes drop tanks aren't coming off.
Speaker 6 01:07:16
Barber is nervous to see Holmes dive out of formation, picking up speed to shake off the tanks. Wingman Raymond Hine quickly follows to protect him, cutting the killer's flight numbers in half. Their chances are worse than ever. They have double the targets and half the fighters. Yamamoto is right in front of them. Hal would freeze over before the American pilots let him go. Yamamoto is on his way to visit one of their Ford operating airfields around Bougainville with eight of his officers, and among them is his second in command, loyal chief of staff.
Speaker 6 01:07:50
Matomi Ugaki. Ugaki is dozing off in his seat when unexpectedly one of their zero escorts races past and slows right in front of his Betty's nose, shaking his wings. Confused, Ugaki takes a closer look and realizes the pilot is waving his hand, frenetically pointing at something. Then suddenly the radio operator shouts for the pilot to dive and the Betty breaks into an abrupt evasive maneuver. The officers all hang on for dear life as the Japanese bomber plunges into a.
Speaker 6 01:08:24
desperate dive. Ugaki is trying and failing to spot Yamamoto's aircraft. Outside, three zeros dive for the pair of incoming P-38s. Desperate to stop the attack, Lamphere breaks formation, climbing to attack the Japanese fighters head-on and leaving Barber to charge in alone. Lamphere opens fire and the zeros respond in kind, with tracers criss-crossing in the sky. Lamphere's unfazed as low-caliber guns strike him in the wings, the sounds reverberating.
Speaker 6 01:08:58
through the fuselage like hail. He holds the trigger down, unleashing his weapons until the zeros are forced to pull off from the collision course. Barber, though, carries on, leaving the melee behind. Before him, the two Bettys separate in opposite directions. He picks one at random and gives chase, but he's not alone. Suddenly, a Tracer streaks past just in front of his cockpit. A Zero from Lamphere's fight has chased him down as firing in from above.
Speaker 6 01:09:29
The Tracers continue to zip past his windshield. He fights the urge to pull away and aims his sights square on the bomber. Barber pulls the trigger and unleashes a hail of .50 caliber and 20mm fire. The shells rip through the enemy aircraft, parts fall away from the engine cowling, and a plume of oil pours out of the machine. But Barber is relentless. He holds the trigger down, even as he hears and feels his own aircraft being hit from behind.
Speaker 6 01:10:00
He'll have to take this bomber if it's the last thing he ever does. The Zero hounding him roars past, giving him a few vital moments of reprieve. Barbara takes a better aim and continues dismantling the bomber, tearing it apart as he chases it all the way down to treetop height. Then, suddenly, the bomber pulls up out of control and rolls in the air. Barbara immediately dodges, barely missing the bomber's wing as it tumbles out of control.
Speaker 6 01:10:32
and crashes into a tree below, exploding into a massive fireball. Barbara looks back over his shoulder to see a column of black smoke rising from the green. He sets off for the next one, but three more Zeros intercept him from above. They open fire and Barbara dodges, diving away for speed as he listens to the enemy bullets striking the wings and tail, the crackle of impacts echoing through the fuselage.
Speaker 6 01:11:03
Barber skims the treetops, dodging left and right, in a desperate fight for survival. The three enemies are refusing to ease up, but just as things get dire, he spots the two P-38s of Holmes and Hine up ahead. There's hope. He flies towards them, praying for them to see him. To his luck, his prayers are answered. The pair of lightnings turn straight towards him, charging into the rescue, but muzzle flashes shine on their noses.
Speaker 6 01:11:33
His heart sinks, time slows to a crawl, as the friendly tracers barrel down straight towards him. He holds his aircraft steady, and the shells streak by all around him. He's surrounded by lead, shots allied.
Speaker 1 01:11:55
Hello. Here's the men, please. Thank you.
Speaker 6 01:12:02
Slipping his machine, the lightnings come closer and closer, guns blazing, until they roar past overhead, and suddenly, the skies fall to an abrupt calm. Barbara looks back, shaken. All the aircraft are gone. The P-38s are speeding off, and the Zeros have been scattered by the two lightnings' daring attack. He takes a deep breath, and sets off for the last Betty.
Speaker 6 01:12:32
Holmes and Hein turn back around after saving Barbara's tail. The shot had been risky, but it had worked. And now they chase after the last remaining bomber. Holmes hunts it down as it tries to escape, skimming the waves out to sea. Holmes opens fire, dumping as much ammunition as he can into the massive target. But the aircraft stubbornly remains aloft as it fills more and more of his windshield.
Speaker 6 01:13:05
He keeps up the attack for as long as he dare before dodging low, sending his P-38 roaring through the gap between the enemy and the sea. Rex Barber watches his squadmate narrowly avoid.
Speaker 1 01:13:24
collision with a severely wounded... From Solomon, thank you Braden, appreciate, yay.
Speaker 6 01:13:32
But then he quickly realizes that the target is still flying. He dives in without skipping a beat. And gets right on the bomber's tail and pulls the trigger. His volley strikes the fuel tank and detonates the fumes. The bomber is engulfed in flames and plunges into the sea. barbara has no time to react and he flies straight into the explosion with flames.
Speaker 1 01:14:01
you guys want some foam you want some foam.
Speaker 4 01:14:14
foam that's it just your phone yeah oh it's this here again he's still here oh the cologne.
Speaker 7 01:14:32
cologne preston sprayed my sweater three times in the same spot with the cologne.
Speaker 4 01:14:35
as i was leaving school oh wait today matthew do you have any stacks do you have just keep it.
Speaker 1 01:15:00
That's it. Protein bar.
Speaker 2 01:15:04
These are chips.
Speaker 4 01:15:25
You should get like a same metal ball. This way that you want.
Speaker 1 01:15:37
Did you guys bring change clothes? Okay. I'm not.
Speaker 4 01:15:51
I am. My wife.
Speaker 2 01:15:57
Hmm? What's wrong? She's...
Speaker 1 01:16:13
You are. She's got a plan. Stan.
Speaker 6 01:16:28
...is aircraft, but he emerges on the other side, unharmed. He can't celebrate just yet. Right ahead, he sees Holmes and Hein tangling with a pair of Zeros. Hein's P-38 is littered with lead and dives away with heavy damage, while one of the Zeros is taken out by Holmes. Barbara crashes into the fight, catching the last Zero unaware and gunning him out of the sky.
Speaker 5 01:17:04
Hurry low! How about down here? That would be the mission accomplished. 
Speaker 6 01:17:09
Then, finally, the squadron leader comes through on the radio. But while a jubilant squadron returns to base, a figure emerges from the sea, surrounded by the flaming wreck of his aircraft. It's Matomi Ugaki, badly injured, but alive. The pilot also miraculously survived, and together, the two men both swam back to shore, clinging on to a piece of debris.
Speaker 6 01:18:05
A third survivor would also be picked up by a flying boat after the accident, becoming the only three crew from the bombers to return home. Yamamoto had been in the first bomber. He was killed by Barbara's gunfire before the aircraft even crashed. His body was found and he was buried. His loss inflicted a heavy emotional wound for the Japanese. The widely respected admiral was mourned across the nation. He was given a full state funeral with the highest of honors, which crowds gathered to attend.
Speaker 6 01:18:36
Very few were affected harder than Ugaki, who never forgave himself for surviving the attack. He would write about the events in his diary, recalling, Tracers flashed by our wings and the pilot frantically maneuvered to evade. I waited impatiently for the airplane to return to horizontal position so that I could observe the admiral's bomber. Although I hoped for the best, I knew only too well what the fate of the airplane would be. The P-38's nose seemed to burst into twinkling flame and suddenly the bomber shook from the impact of the enemy's machine gun bullets and cannon shells.
Speaker 6 01:19:11
Everything turned black. I felt the crushing force of salt water pouring into the fuselage and almost immediately we were below the surface. Ugaki continued to serve in the Navy for the rest of the war until the Emperor declared the end of hostilities on the 15th of August 1945. Indignant, that same day he dressed in his officer's clothes, took a ceremonial sword gifted to him by Yamamoto and set off in the last kamikaze attack of the war.
Speaker 6 01:19:52
On the American side, the death of Yamamoto was received with great fanfare, but not all was celebration. Tragically, First Lieutenant Raymond Hine would never make it home. His crippled P-38 gave out underneath him somewhere on the return flight. Every member of the flight would be given the Navy Cross for their involvement in the attack. Rex Barber would survive the war and return home, passing away on July the 26th, 2001.
Speaker 6 01:20:38
It's 4.30 a.m. on April the 16th, 1945. The Battle of Okinawa. A sailor struggles to keep awake in the destroyer, the USS Laffey. The radar pings in front of him and multiple enemy contacts appear. The man snaps away and sounds the alarm. A siren blares and across the ship, sailors run for their positions. Commander F. Julian Beckton bursts into the bridge, demanding up-dance.
Speaker 2 01:21:10
Multiple contacts, closest 20 miles out.
Speaker 5 01:21:14
I've been turning away again.
Speaker 6 01:21:17
Beckton's adrenaline immediately wears off and the gallant officers groan with various levels of frustration. The Japanese have been doing this the whole night, poking into their radars just enough to get them to act and then leave.
Speaker 2 01:21:30
It's on purpose. They're trying to keep us tired for an attack.
Speaker 6 01:21:34
Silence reigns over the bridge. No one lets it show, but they're all afraid. They're acting as a radar station right in the path between mainland Japan and the ongoing operations in Okinawa. The Laffey is the first thing every Japanese fighter, bomber, and kamikaze sees on their way to battle. Multiple ships trying to man this post have been hit by kamikazes, suffering heavy casualties.
Speaker 5 01:21:58
Keep the men on station. Rotate them as needed. We can't afford to take an eye off the sky.
Speaker 6 01:22:03
Back up flies above their heads. It's three divisions of F4U Corsairs, nicknamed the Grim Reaper. These warriors of the sky are the first line of defense. But at 7.30am, things start to go wrong.
Speaker 2 01:22:19
You copy? Reaper, you copy? did you know that ai is set to create 97 million new jobs by 2025. contact with the corsairs is lost.
Speaker 6 01:22:42
beckton is horrified without air cover they suddenly find themselves extremely vulnerable huge enemy formation they're coming from the north beckton takes one look at the screen and his blood runs cold he would later write that screen had so many dots on it that it looked at times like.
Speaker 5 01:22:60
an advanced case of chicken pox everyone to battle stations engine give us everything you've got where are the corsairs the cars there still aren't responding a sense of doom washes over him.
Speaker 6 01:23:11
they're alone alarms blare across the ship and men are sent running for their posts from the formation six kamikazes peel off to hunt lefty starting in a slow circle from a distance to make their move and pounce.
Speaker 2 01:23:32
Target, sir, 11 miles, 20 speed, 9 miles out.
Speaker 5 01:23:38
Stand by for me, Ben.
Speaker 6 01:23:40
Outside, everything stands still. Men have their eyes locked on the sky, gripping the firing button as they listen to the distant rumble of engines. Getting closer. 7 miles. At the last moment, Becton decides he's moving to the flying bridge.
Speaker 5 01:23:56
Let's drop some lead on these motherfuckers.
Speaker 6 01:23:59
He's just in time to witness the powerful boom of Laffey's 5-inch main guns. The sky is littered with flak as the first pair of kamikazes dive in off the ship's bow. The brave Japanese pilot leading the charge through puffs of flak, but it's for nothing as a full 5-inch shell impacts the Japanese aircraft, squirming, violently disintegrating into a ball of flame. A second Japanese plane charges through the smoke of the fall.
Speaker 6 01:24:31
The 40-millimeter guns open up, shredding the plane as it speeds ever closer. But it doesn't fall. It enters the range of the 20 millimeters, and they too join in. The entirety of Laffey is pouring out lead as fast as it can until the enemy aircraft finally rips apart, until it smashes into the sea 3,000 yards away. But there's no time to celebrate, as seconds later, two more Japanese planes appear off the stern, flying at wave-top height. The Laffey's 5-inch guns take aim at the incoming enemies and open fire.
Speaker 6 01:25:07
The depressed weapons are barely clearing the 20-millimeter gun emplacements in their way. The crew of the anti-aircraft gun take cover as they're hit with a muzzle blast. Becton orders a turn, trying to bring more guns to bear as the enemy gets ever closer. The Japanese is just from impact when a shell rips off its wing and sends it tumbling. The fourth plane also attempts a daring charge, braving the exploding shells and storm of lead.
Speaker 6 01:25:39
The Americans fire with all they have and the enemy stubbornly presses on, desperate to take as many Americans down with him as he can. Laffey punishes the enemy. The plane cartwheels across the sea before sinking beneath the waves. But they're still not done. The last two of the six aircraft charge to the attack, one from port and one from starboard. Most guns turn to starboard and open fire. But meanwhile, the portside plane pushes through with lesser resistance, rapidly accelerating.
Speaker 6 01:26:15
towards the ship. The starboard plane is torn to pieces, falling from the sky as flaming confetti. But the Americans have ignored the second enemy for too long. opens fire with machine guns, strafing the latvian and inflicting significant casualties on the exposed sailor. The guns rush to fire on the last plane as it careens down towards the ship. Wall of shells meets in return. Nothing can stop gravity and the flying red is coming straight for the ship.
Speaker 6 01:26:54
Sailors, seeing the incoming plane, flee for their lives, shouting and running while the rest of the ship's guns open fire to the bitter end. Beton screams to turn the rudder hard to starboard in a desperate attempt to evade the enemy. The wreck flams into the sea with a soul-shaking explosion, its bomb detonating and sending a wave of shrapnel across the deck. But miraculously, the ship survives. The sky falls into an eerie calm. Enemies still linger in the distance, but none pounce. The crew takes a moment to drag the wounded to the infirmary.
Speaker 6 01:27:27
and compose themselves, having just enough time, to get a drink of water and for the reality of their situation to sink in. After seven eternal minutes of suspense, another enemy turns for Laffey. Becton turns the ship to give the incoming plane his broadside, allowing all his guns to unleash upon the enemy. The Val evades left and right, attempting to aim straight for Laffey's bridge. Becton can see the enemy's aim clear as day and orders evasive maneuvers of their own.
Speaker 6 01:28:00
Runner to port. enemy races in, but he's aimed poorly, he's forced to abort, and turns away still under fire. But once clear, he determinedly dives in for the Laffey's Bridge one more time. Becton voices an endless stream of orders. Murder to port! Disturbance! Aye aye, sir! It's a high-stakes game of cat and mouse as he desperately hides the bridge from the Val's flight path again and again, the aircraft somehow still flying despite numerous hits.
Speaker 6 01:28:35
Aboard the ship, a gun captain leads his five-inch turret from the hatch atop the mount when one of the barrels stops working. What happened? It's stuck! It won't elevate! Cursing his luck and without time for a proper repair, the captain jumps off the mount, takes a hammer, and slams the base of the barrel. Meanwhile, in the air, the pilot can feel his own aircraft falling apart underneath him, and in desperation he gives up chasing for the bridge. He turns straight for the main part of the ship and dives in.
Speaker 6 01:29:06
The guns zero in on him, shredding his valve as one of the Laffey's turrets fills his windshield. The aircraft zips in and crashes on top of the gun, and destroyingly hatched the gun Captain had been in just two seconds ago. The wreck and a flood of flaming gasoline fly over his head. The valve flying off into the sea, as the deck is engulfed in flames. The gun captain and other nearby men rush to get the flames under control. Betten watches the scene unfold, but then he hears the shouts of the lookout.
Speaker 6 01:29:43
His heart sinks, he's been too focused on starboard. He orders the 5 inch guns to turn towards the new threat, but it's far too late and can't turn in time. 40mm guns open up on the enemy, the fate of the entire ship is on their shoulders, and in the most crucial moment thus far, they excel. The enemy fighter detonates in mid-air and falls into the sea just 200 yards away. The gunners cheer, but the nightmare is far from over.
Speaker 6 01:30:14
Then a 9th Japanese plane appears, skimming the waves on the port side, determined to crash into the latter. Damaged 5 inch guns are unable to attack, the 40mm guns open fire, nicking and striking the enemy, but it still flies and enters the range of the 20mm guns. They join in on the defence, but the enemy powers through. Fear grips the men's souls as they realise with dread, this one is not going to fall.
Speaker 6 01:30:47
Inside the Japanese plane, the pilot sees the ship fill his windshield. He closes his eyes. He never feels an impact. The Japanese plane crashes into the superstructure behind a 40mm gun. Its wing is ripped off. Flaming fuel sprays across the deck. The rest of the airframe falls off the starboard side, and its bomb detonates in the water. But some AA guns have been engulfed in flames, and the crates of ammunition start to cook off.
Speaker 6 01:31:20
One by one, the shells explode with loud bangs, glowing hot shrapnel, flinging off in every which way. In that section of the Laffey, firefighting becomes the only priority. The men rush to contain the flames, saving the Laffey from catastrophic explosion.
Speaker 7 01:31:36
This thing plugs right into the diagnostics port. Every car after 95 has one. You open the app, tap to scan. VIXX is scanning the car for issues right now. Let's see what it comes up with. VIXX is saying that the gas cap is loose.
Speaker 6 01:31:52
yep it even estimates exactly but the guns are still crippled another japanese plane appears from the rear guns on the very stern open fire but with so many weapons in the aft out of commission now their volume of fire isn't enough and the veil smashes into the stern devastating the interior the stern of the lafayette is now a burning inferno and without defenses it's also the easiest place to strike another plane sweeps in but this time it drops its bomb into the stern.
Speaker 6 01:32:25
the explosion takes out the ship's rudder and breaches the hull locking it on a 26 degree turn to port laffey is now stuck in a perpetual circle beckton no longer has enough control to evade more attacks but more attacks come there's a huge number of enemies in the sky so many he can't even count them beckton watches as two aircraft peel off the circling score, and dive into the attack he orders the ship to flex speed it's the only thing you can do and it's.
Speaker 6 01:32:59
not enough the few guns in the stern open fire on the first incoming plane but they're not enough and the plane slams into the ship almost unimpeded dozens of sailors fall and deadly fires spread, the second follows soon after but its bomb fails to explode and clatters across the deck a group of sailors manage to pick it up and throw it overboard the swarm continues to circle waiting for their turn somehow the ship remains afloat the bit do i tell so.
Speaker 2 01:33:37
so like my legs stop cramping but i feel like there's like this pain in my hand.
Speaker 1 01:34:33
Yeah, so closed fist means stop, right. 
Speaker 2 01:34:50
It's fine, kiddo.
Speaker 1 01:35:13
you watching the light pole i can go to this much what you can get me to this much hold on man. waiting on ben watch the light pole the bottom part all right do you need anything what.
Speaker 1 01:36:11
I've kind of like felt something in my hand. This one, like... Yeah, I can tell them about it. What? A little trunk missing? Yeah. So, here's the deal.
Speaker 1 01:36:53
I've got... What? A chicken. Why a chicken? Oh, yeah. It slid from here to there. I'm not worried about that. I think it's dirty.
Speaker 4 01:37:25
Wait, you want me to produce on the other side. 
Speaker 1 01:37:35
So I have to do an AI interview at 4.30. I'm dirty. When's my coffee? So you can be with me so I can go pee. You can be with me, but during that interview, you've got to be quiet.
Speaker 2 01:37:58
Okay.
Speaker 2 01:38:31
I can't. Huh?

[AI_SUMMARY]
The document recounts significant events during World War II, including the Attack on Pearl Harbor by Lieutenants Kenneth Taylor and George Welch, who engaged enemy bombers despite being outnumbered. It details their actions, which likely prevented a full assault on Haleiwa airfield. It also covers Operation Vengeance, where 1st Lieutenant Rex Barber successfully targeted Admiral Yamamoto's plane, leading to his death. Lastly, it describes the USS Laffey's intense battle during the Okinawa campaign, where the crew endured multiple kamikaze attacks yet managed to keep the ship afloat despite severe damage.