Chapter 286

My Empire Chapter 286

2020-11-03

Chapter 286 286 Dark clouds

The waves close to three meters high, and the dark clouds as thick as cotton overhead, make fearless good The captain of the battleship, Colonel Kinsen, was inexplicably worried.

His battleship can be said to be the largest fortress at sea so far, and 10 305mm caliber artillery can compete with any enemy. If it weren't for the fact that the puppet empire could not be reached directly by sea, he even felt that with these battleships, Alanhill would be able to win.

Unfortunately, the Navy has never had the opportunity to expand its military, and can only exist as a foil. Only recently has Alanhill's maritime fleet really faced its challenges.

"hua!" The huge waves crashed directly on the bow of the battleship, stirring up countless broken waves. The entire battleship rose and fell with the waves. Standing on Cambridge, Captain Kinsen looked at the distant place where lightning struck from time to time.

"Visibility is decreasing! Captain!" A lookout sergeant loudly reminded Kinsen: "Where we are, it is already very dangerous!"

"The destroyer Bammerson requested Retreat, their tonnage is too small, and the waves are very serious!" A liaison officer walked behind Captain Kinsen and reported loudly.

The fleet consists of 4 destroyers and 4 cruisers, as well as a fearless ship. The scale can be said to be very large.

But in the storm in front of me, this fleet seemed so small. There is no rain in the sky. It can be said that the storm in front of me is full of evil spirits from the inside to the outside, which makes people feel very uneasy.

"Let all destroyers retreat 30 kilometers! Set up a second cordon on the periphery of the storm! Keep the communication channel open! If you encounter interference, report it immediately!" Jin Sen frowned slightly, telling his men command.

"The image transmission is still normal, mainly because the waves are too big! There are also some changes in the nearby seawater, and the color is obviously darker than the seawater in other Sea Territory." A technician said with a worried expression.

"In a sense, there are so many abnormal signs in this Sea Territory, and it is certain that something is going to change here." Another technician looked at the instrument in front of him, depressed shaking his head.

He brought equipment to monitor the vibrations, but found that on the sea surface, due to the height of the waves, it was impossible to monitor the vibrations normally—the battleship he was in was shaking all the time, and the vibrations were very strong.

The three cruisers adjusted their positions. pulled the distance from each other. Nor can they guarantee that their course will be in control in such weather conditions. Therefore, keeping a distance is undoubtedly the best way to ensure safety.

On the sea, the waves seem to be bigger than before. Huge waves banged loudly against the tall, sturdy sides of the fearless battleship.

Inside the battleship, the sailors nervously listened to the twisted metal creaking of the battleship hull, and continued their work uneasy.

Some people were filling the boilers with coal, and some soldiers were resting in the rickety cabin. Their hammocks swayed in the waves, with the flickering electric lights and the murky air.

"The cruiser Barbarian sent news through lights that there were some problems with their power system, and they could only maintain the current speed. It would take an hour before they could be repaired." An officer sent some not-so-good news.

The naval battleship itself is a precision machine, and failure is also a matter of it as it should be by rights. Coupled with the current sea conditions, it would be surprising if there were no problems.

"It's okay, we'll keep this speed!" Glancing at the speedometer, Kinsen intends to accommodate the Barbarian cruiser to keep a fleet intact.

He has lost the reconnaissance vision of the outer destroyers due to the sea conditions. If one more cruiser is left behind, then his fleet will be In name only.

"What the hell is this weather? Huh? Yesterday a cruiser's antenna was struck by lightning, and today a cruiser's boiler has a problem... hell." An officer looked out the window at the fog The misty weather, complained in a low voice.

Visibility is indeed decreasing, the light is getting dimmer, and there is a faint layer of fog. The thunder and lightning in the distance can no longer be seen clearly, only the light through the thick fog can be seen.

"Turn on the searchlights! Activate the search radar!" Kinsen had to give the order after ten minutes. The visibility is too low, he must ensure the observation of the fleet, after all, his purpose here is to observe.

If he knew there were enemies nearby, his orders would be reversed. He's going to turn off all the lights and get ready to fight.

But there was nothing in this Sea Territory yesterday, and the order Jin Sen received was to monitor this Sea Territory, not to search for and destroy the enemy.

"Telegram to Alanhill! Describe what we saw, where's the photo? Has it been sent back?" Kinson had sent a telegram back an hour ago, and now he has to send it again.

"The transmission appears to be successful... I wonder if there will be a problem." A technician replied while playing with the machine in front of him.

Since satellites can transmit pictures, it is not difficult for battleships to transmit pictures back. Anyway, there is a long-distance image transmission technology, and everything is very convenient.

Time passed by, half an hour later, Jin Sen looked at the waves breaking apart in the bow of the ship, and asked the adjutant next to him: "How long has it been since we received the contact telegram from Alanhill? Is it?"

"I haven't received a telegram for about 40 minutes! The communication with Wireless Electronics has been severely disrupted, and the communication between the peripheral destroyers and our Wireless Electronics is also intermittent." The adjutant replied worriedly.

"Turn the Barbarian back immediately! Send the imagery back to Alanhill on the edge of the storm! I think our imagery transmission, and the telegram, have been disrupted!" Commanded Captain Kinsen frowned.

Now he feels that his fleet has lost contact with the outside world, so he must immediately change his tactical arrangements.

"Turn the fleet around! We're in an awkward position right now! There's no need to take risks! Get out of here!" Signal light.

Kin Sen watched the battleship cautiously turn around slowly in the waves, and said to the technician not far from him: "I think, in this situation... the magic eye of the endless sea should be here. It's gone."

"We also judged the same, there are some strong magnetic fields here, and the weather conditions are also very bad..." The technician also had lingering fears about the bad weather conditions in front of him, and replied: "Returning, maybe it is A correct choice."

In a modified B-52 reconnaissance plane with a huge drop fuel tank hoisted under the wing, the pilot was surprised to see the cloud column formed by the dark cloud straight to the sky, which changed the plane. flight direction.

He looked at the co-pilot next to him, who was equally astonished, and reported to the people at Wireless Electronics: "I didn't see the fleet! There was a huge updraft around here, it It's so big, ten times bigger than the mushroom cloud formed by a nuclear explosion...maybe a hundred times..."

"That's right! We can't see the core! We don't know what's inside! But I can see lightning in the dark clouds, which is pretty bad..." The plane nimbly flew in the sky against the edge of the dark clouds, and the pilot cautiously answered the commander's question in Wireless Electronics.

"We're shooting...yes, very bad footage!" The pilot adjusted his course again, and then saw a track on the sea: "I saw the fleet! A Ship...but didn't see anything else!"

"Patrol 3 calls Watcher 1! Patrol 3 calls Watcher 1! Hear please answer! Hear please answer!" Pilot changes the communication channel, and repeated into the intercom.

"I'm the destroyer USS Naranbak! I can hear you calling! The jamming is so bad! We can't transmit a video signal to Alanhill! Now we're repositioning ourselves! You can see behind us Dark clouds?"

"Naranbak, we can hear you! We can see the dark clouds... Unless you're blind, who can't see such a big target?" the pilot grabbed with the talker teased.

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On the sandy beach full of salt-drying pits on the outskirts of Ferry Town. A saltworks worker was surprised to find an uninvited guest on the beach. He shouted loudly, attracting all the people nearby.

They saw an ugly fish that was about one meter wide and ten meters long. It had long since passed out on the beach. This strange fish face looks sinister, its mouth is full of fangs, and a pair of huge eyes that cannot be closed looks fierce, and its whole body is white and emits a stench.

"Isn't this a deep-sea fish?" An experienced and knowledgeable old fisherman looked at the strange fish in front of him and said strangely: "This is a rift fish, a legendary monster living in a rift in hell. It will die as soon as it reaches the shallow sea, so no one can see the living rift fish."

Beside him, some youngsters who have never seen such a vicious strange fish are clicking one's tongue in wonder Surrounded by the corpse of the strange fish, he sighed. It's not easy to see such a huge fish, especially an ugly fish that looks so ugly.

There are many species of whales and sharks in the oceans of this world, which are generally similar to Earth's environment. However, because of technology, people are still far from being able to recognize the sea, so they are full of awe of the sea.

"Something must be happening... There must be something... very bad." The old man looked away from the corpse of the strange fish, and lifted the head to look towards it. Distant sea horizon.

He saw the black cloud over there, so he frowned: "I have lived here for so many years, and I have never seen such a big storm..."

( End of this chapter)