January 16-20 1942
The days went by slowly and without even CAP duty to fly, the bridge decks were put back into play. The G4M bomber group flew to attack Port Moresby on the 17th, 18th and 19th suffering loss of 4 aircraft with their crews to enemy anti-aircraft fire. Photoreconnaissance sorties revealed that the enemy airfield remained damaged and troops' fortifications broken. The Imperial Japanese Army now controls the shore as well as the inland sides of the town.
On the afternoon of 20th, the Kokutai's pilots were summoned to the briefing hut. Maps of the area as well as identification pictures and technical specifications of various enemy aircraft were on the wall, and wooden aircraft models were suspended from the roof. The place was starting to look a bit more like the Kokutai's home Chitose Airbase on Hokkaido. Most pilots still had to sleep in tents though, and mosquitoes an hourly problem. They only left when it rained hard.
Admiral Toda held the briefing himself. Waving his swagger stick anxiously, marched in front of the men and hit Port Moresby on a map hard.
"At ease! A short and simple mission, gentlemen. Today, the 53rd Infantry Division is finally at Port Moresby in full strength. The enemy has not been able to reinforce or evacuate, and our bombers have kept their troops in check. The infantry is now ready for the final assault and expects the enemy to surrender within days. Today's aerial reconnaissance mission found enemy fighters on one of the airfields in the area. The enemy must be expecting more bomber attacks with no escorts. We will have to disappoint them tomorrow: bombers will rest while all of your Zeros will fly to Port Moresby and encounter the enemy fighters there should they take off. You will take off at dawn, 0530 hours.
Weather forecast promises fine for tomorrow. You'll be going in at 20,000 ft to get the upper hand on them right away. They expect bombers so they are likely to fly much lower. Any questions? Humm... Very well then, group dismissed!"
Petty Officer Shiga didnt know what to think. This time the enemy wouldn't be nearly helpless strike aircraft or bombers, but fighters, with the best men the enemy had flying them, trained to kill. Port Moresby would be 440 miles away. It would be a long way home with no airstrips to divert to. He walked to the airfield to enjoy a relaxing moment of solitude and enjoy the colors of the sunset. The sun set behind the hills across the bay, where some 70 ships were anchored. Mostly cargo ships and transports, but there were some light cruisers as well. Shiga recognized the shapes of the two torpedo cruisers, Kitakami and Oi. Mechanics were already lining up the Zeros for take off, and would work over the night to make the last checks.