Chapter 647: 647 I don’t want to be buried with you
Chapter 647 647 I don’t want to be buried with you
Thin-skinned and large stuffing with eighteen pleats... This is used to describe Goubuli steamed buns, but at this moment, it seems to be very appropriate to describe Cyric's battleship.
Although the armor is quite thick for other battleships, it is just like a piece of kraft paper in front of the 305mm caliber artillery of the Tang Army battleship.
Mirage Kazuo was about to vomit blood when he saw his own warship as huge as a mountain exploded and capsized on the sea.
The navy he commanded was the last hope of the Mirage Kingdom. Many of these warships were purchased by His Majesty the King of the Mirage Kingdom and the princes and ministers who saved money and donated money and materials.
In order to assemble such a powerful fleet, the entire Mirage Kingdom almost pawned their pants. If something goes wrong with this fleet, then he, Mirage Kazuo, is almost the sinner of the entire Mirage Kingdom.
So, he knew that he could either quickly escape with the fleet and then go back to commit suicide to apologize for being responsible for the bad situation that sank a battleship.
Either he will lead the fleet here to annihilate the Tang fleet in front of him, and use this achievement to compensate for the loss of a battleship.
It’s a pity that he knows better than anyone else that he can’t do either of these two options. He could neither lead the fleet to retreat despite his own slow speed, nor could he guarantee the complete annihilation of the Tang Army fleet in front of him.
It’s just that he has to give it a try! If he gives up, then he will really be responsible for the Mirage Kingdom's collapse. If he turns defeat into victory, then he will be the hero of the entire Mirage Kingdom!
"How long will it take before the cannon can be fired?" Mirage Yinan looked at the adjutant beside him anxiously and asked impatiently.
Before the adjutant could answer, the volley from the Mirage Navy started again. A series of gunshots roared over other noises, and the sea suddenly burst into flames, which was a spectacle.
The moment he heard the sound of his own artillery, Mirage Kazuo prayed silently in his heart. He prayed that his artillery would be lucky enough to hit the enemy ship. This was almost his last hope.
It’s just that if prayer was useful, Tang Mo might have been cursed to death by Cyric’s person long ago.
Mirage Kazuo's prayers are destined to have no effect. This kind of thing that happens purely by luck will be less likely to happen the more people pray.
Therefore, in the second round of salvo, the Mirage Navy could only stare at the water columns rising in the distance in a daze. They tried their best and the shells landed closer, but they still failed to hit the Tang Navy.
As the distance between the two sides gradually approached, the subsequent cruisers also began to engage in artillery battles with each other. The scene that only erupted after a while with a round of earth-shattering artillery fire became as dense as raindrops.
A large number of 150mm-caliber artillery joined this artillery feast. Water columns began to rise near the battle lines of both sides, and everyone became extremely nervous.
Not all battleships are indestructible, so even small-caliber artillery attacks on each other are still a life-and-death battle in the eyes of the captains of destroyers and cruisers.
Because the rate of fire is higher, artillery battles between small calibers are more brutal and bloody. Soon, the warships of the Mirage Kingdom were hit by cannonballs, and then the warships of the Tang Army were also hit and smoking.
Both sides kept pouring their ammunition into the opponent's battle line, firing non-stop, crazy and a little numb.
Compared with the battles of the army, the battles of the navy are more like the daily work of each person performing their duties. The loaders cannot see the enemy warships at all. They are only responsible for loading ammunition into the gun bores in the closed turret.
At the same time, the soldiers in the boiler room were just shoveling coal into the boiler and turning the valves to let the machines as tall as the buildings output the power the captain needed.
Half, or rather the vast majority, of the soldiers could not see the appearance of the enemy. The second before they died in battle, they did not even feel that the war had broken out around them.
"Fire!" The captain of the cruiser holding a telescope ruthlessly gave the order to attack. On a nearly parallel route far away from his side, a row of mirage warships were also firing in his direction. .
The battle lines on both sides were flashing with firelight, and then pieces of white smoke dispersed in the black smoke, which looked extremely spectacular.
Soon, a mirage cruiser was hit by a cannonball and caught fire. Under the chimney that was already emitting black smoke, billowing black smoke also appeared from the place where it was hit.
On this side, a destroyer of the Tang Army was also hit. The twisted iron cabin where it was hit by the shell was completely destroyed. The dead sailors were lying in a mess in the cabin that had no trace of its original appearance. Blood was flowing along the wires and pipes. flow.
At the same time, the Mirage battleship that began to turn faced another salvo attack from the Tang army. The fourth battleship that was behind was hit by a bullet and also began to emit billowing black smoke.
The battleship had already begun to turn, so it was hit near the stern. The shell penetrated the main gun turret at the rear, which directly caused the explosion of the ammunition depot at the rear.
The thick armor was twisted and deformed by the violent explosion inside. Finally, the violent shock wave tore apart an internal cabin before gradually calming down. At the moment when the explosion expanded, the tail steering gear and the drive shaft were all destroyed. After the battleship's chimney spurted a ball of flame, the entire battleship lay completely motionless on the sea.
In less than a minute, the stern of the battleship began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye. The stern porthole, which was still some distance away from the sea, was almost swallowed by the waves.
"The enemy ship is turning!" The observation post soon discovered the news of the enemy ship's turn, because the originally calculated accurate bombardment parameters seemed to deviate greatly.
"Near miss! The enemy ship is moving away! Recalculate the parameters! Speed... please refer to the previous data for speed!" In the slightly dim cabin, under the yellow light, the officer covered the phone receiver and shouted loudly to the non-commissioned officer who was calculating the speed. they shouted.
They had just calculated the parameters that were enough to hit the enemy ship. After only two rounds of bombardment, the enemy ship began to turn... This was simply torturing those who studied mathematics.
Amidst the sound of cursing, everyone began to work again. Some people began to spin the roulette wheel in front of them, matching the corresponding parameters, and then came up with a relatively correct shooting parameter value.
At the same time, in the command tower of the battleship bridge, Bernard watched the battleship of the Mirage Navy begin to turn, with a victorious smile on his face.
He has severely damaged two enemy battleships, and now the absolute numbers of both sides have reversed, from three to four to three to two, and he now has the advantage.
At the same time, he had already been convinced of the fact that his warships had a clear advantage through previous battles. At this time, he no longer had the nervousness before, and was filled with joy that he was about to succeed in the battle.
"Adjust the course! Right rudder 5! Chase after me!" Bernard didn't know the enemy's speed and steering angle, so he could only make vague adjustments to keep the distance from the enemy fleet.
"Right rudder 5! Adjust course!" the adjutant loudly conveyed the order. Black smoke billowed out of the chimneys of the battleships on both sides, indicating that both sides were constantly burning coal to maintain the maximum speed of their battleships.
"Fengshun 31 was hit by an enemy ship and seriously injured...the speed can only be maintained at about 10 kilometers and has left the queue." An officer walked behind Bernard and reported the just confirmed losses.
"Fengshun No. 19 was slightly injured, and Weigang No. 21 was slightly injured..." Then, the officer continued to report, talking about the minor damage status of the five warships in one breath.
Hearing this series of losses, Bernard's face became a little uneasy. He looked at the other party and asked, "Where is the result of the battle?"
“One enemy ship was sunk, two were seriously damaged, and six were damaged. The fighting is still going on.” the officer immediately replied.
Hearing the result, Bernard's face looked a little better. Although the loss was still huge, he was very satisfied with being able to achieve such a brilliant result.
After all, the gap between small warships is not as huge as imagined. Tang Jun also sacrificed some quality for quantity. It is not easy to achieve such an exchange ratio.
"Let those who can keep up with the formation, and those whose speed is impaired, immediately leave the formation, and allow them to return alone, or leave the battle zone and stand by!" Bernard gave the order.
“Yes! General!” The officer stood at attention and saluted, and then went to convey Bernard’s order.
Mirage Kazuo looked at another battleship that was seriously damaged during his turn. He lost his footing and almost fell down.
As if he had also felt the explosion of the battleship just now, he held on to the table and took a long time to stabilize his emotions.
When the king of Mirage handed over the navy fleet to him, he valued the pirate character of Mirage, who was resolute, courageous, and unwilling to suffer losses.
But now, Kazuo Mirage watched helplessly as his country's most valuable battleship had been lost more than half, and he was in a dizzy state.
While he was constantly thinking about how to take the remaining fleet away from the battlefield to reduce losses, he was also constantly thinking about how to explain this matter to his Majesty the King.
At this moment, he knew very well that this was no longer a problem that he could solve by committing suicide. It was him who ruined the fate of the entire Mirage Kingdom. He personally sent all the possessions of the Mirage Navy to hell.
"I, what should I do, how should I explain to His Majesty?" Mirage Yinan looked at his adjutant in despair, and did not even mention the matter of turning defeat into victory.
His adjutant's face was also pale at this time, because he was afraid, he was afraid, and he did not want to be buried with the general in front of him in the iron coffin under his feet!
(End of this chapter)