The Anomoly- MHA

Chapter 28

Time: 07:00 AM...
Location: 37.63326° N, 162.16713° E
Strike group Z; CDS Citadel.

The fleet of ships led by William Halsey are commencing a training session just above the shatsky rise. Deeming it a requirement for everyone to be able to be in sync when the time calls for it. He stands on the bridge railing of the CDS Citadel a pipe in mouth, Saratoga class aircraft carrier. Familiarity of the ship assisted his choosing of a flagship, given he doesnt speak Japanese or German. Though unfamiliar to him was the midnight black color of all the ships around him. Night opps are going to be the go to for a long time.

All the ships did target practice, launching and landing aircraft and emergency training. Half past seven am, radar lit up.

"Admiral Halsey Sir!"

He looked over his shoulder as the ensign saluted and gave his report.

"Unknown vessel on radar! 46 Kilometers to the northwest, its direction for now seems to be south."

Halsey chewed on his pipe and took off his sunglasses.

Halsey: recall all aircraft, halt all operations and tell Nogaro to launch its survey plane.

The ensign saluted again and ran off with his order, the Nogaro, a Takao class heavy cruiser launched its scout plane in that direction. Halsey figured since they were near japan, a Japanese Prop plane flying overhead wouldn't be so suspicious as an American one.

In the span of 23 minutes all aircraft were back aboard the carriers awaiting orders. Halsey retreated to the radar room overlooking everything. Staring at the main radar screen, dispalying the unknown vessel heading south but towards them, and the scout plane blip.

Halsey: lets have a little look-see here of what you are...

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Flying at 4,500 meters above the water was the scout aircraft, following its small radar to where the target is. The pilot and radar guide looking down at the sea bellow. After about 40 minutes of flying they locate the ship they were looking for, still remaining above the clouds the pilot does his best to see what ship he is looking at. The flag, most noticeably was Russian, but he noticed instead that there was three ships instead of one. He did his best to make out what kind, but he was unable to.

"Taki! Radio back! Ship spotted, Russian origin, class unknown! Amount, 3! Course, unchanged!"

"Aye!"

He radios back to the fleet, while they turn around so they are hopefully not gaining attention of the Russian ships.

Which unfortunately their wishes weren't granted
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"Sir, from the scout plane!"

Halsey grabs the sheet of paper with the report in from the aircraft, he slams the paper onto a table nearby.

Halsey: why does it always have to be the Russians?...

Suddenly, the blip on radar had changed direction, now they were following the scout plane, directly towards them.

Halsey: No, no, no, no, no! Of all the shit!- grah!

Halsey sprints back up to the bridge, arriving panting with his hat falling off.

Helmsman: Admiral? Are you alright?

Halsey: return to base! All ships ahead flank!

Helmsman: s-sir! Whats going on?-

Halsey: ALL AHEAD FLANK! Unless you would rather fuck up our entire operation! Do it!

The helmsman, startled repeated the order through the bridge, radioman informed the fleet, as all ships there made a 120 degree turn to the southwest.