Chapter 18: It’s a pity that he does not belong to Britain (I)

"The shaky seventh team, the first-class Ocean Fleet, the team, the unfavorable light, and the annoying smoke wall. In March 1915, the young man who was repeatedly suppressed by the German Admiralty finally showed his full strength after he first obtained a good deck of cards. He chose the right time, place and time to fight, and was almost perfect and almost impeccable!"

The last few rounds of artillery attacks of the German Seventh Team were fired. The British fired a super high hit rate that was shamed by the German gunner, known for their excellent artillery skills. While the smoke wall did not completely block the viewing of the large fleet, the four squadrons that were already quite close to shooting cross-fire hitting the target ships continuously with the support of some inertia and luck.

It seems that there is only one shot from victory. Although the King-class battleship is powerful, once the number of shots exceeds ten or even twenty, the King-class will only end up with too much water in the hull. However, when the Iron Duke received bad news from the Ruby, the large fleet began to realize that the victory had slipped away in an instant.

After the fierce Battle of Jutland, the decadent commander-in-chief of the Fleet wrote an intriguing sentence in his diary:

"It's a pity that he doesn't belong to Britain!"

"The German crossed the main fleet line, and the British did not fire a single shot!"

The frozen hands were wrapped in snow-white gloves. A rough sketch was attached to the inner shell of the golden pocket watch, and a girl with bright and charming pupils were printed on the drawing paper. Wang Heidi's tense nerves unconsciously walked on the fork in the forks of the forks of the road, so time flipped, and the gray mist wandered around his dark eyes, until the rampant shouts of the Luzov watchman came clearly from the microphone.

In the small commander tower, the naval staff and department chiefs, younger than the 37-year-old lieutenant general, stared at Wang Heidi with implicit packaging, with warm and freehand look. Wang Heidi turned slightly, and the first-class Iron Cross and the Big Red Eagle Medal on her chest were trembling indifferently until the ticking pocket watch pointer was frozen at 7:52.

With a bang, the pocket watch was closed, and the bright smile was put into the dark corner, and a word was clear and clear.

“geworden!”

The indulgent whistling sounded instantly throughout the Commander Tower of the Luzov. Fifteen minutes ago, Wang Heidi issued an order to cross the battle line to cover the retreat of the Seventh Team. The officers and soldiers of the First Reconnaissance Fleet were surprised whether their commanders were crazy. A few seconds ago, the First Reconnaissance Fleet released smoke and rushed into the narrow passage between the Seventh Team and the Large Fleet, less than 1

A 000-yard distance passed the 14-kilometer battle line of the fleet, but the British did not shoot out, so everyone turned to wonder if they were crazy.

"Watch Tower, tell me whether the Ocean Fleet is in formation!" General Staff Officer Singhlaer was not in the excitement. He took over the microphone from the commander's hand and told the more meaningful questions.

"There is no doubt that General Staff! In addition, General Hippel's seventh team has returned to our team, and the counterattack of the Imperial Navy is right in front of us!"

There is no doubt about the excellence of German electrical products. The speakers convey the lookout's slightly proud and rampant voice without distortion. Even through the armor on the top of the commander's tower and the telephone line placed in the pipeline, Wang Heidi could roughly imagine the lawless young men and villains in the watchtower's tower's success.

"This may be a crucial node for this protracted naval battle. Although it was created by us, there are obviously something more wonderful in front of us than recalling the past!" Wang Heidi finally flashed a sparse smile on her face, and clapped her hands to gather people's hearts back. He said seriously: "Betty will definitely adjust the formation while he was out of the battle, but even if the fast main ship in his hand can be restored to seven, I am confident that I can equalize the number of British people! The first reconnaissance fleet left rudder fifteen, heading west to the north and advance at full speed! Since there are about thirty armor-piercing bombs in each battle patrol, then... fight to the death!"

"Then... fight to the death!"

On the towering triangular main mast of the Luzov battle patrol, the commander's powerful and solemn language pierced through the microphone speakers and made a sound. The lookout soldiers looked at each other, and the iron blood buried deep in their bones was ignited and boiling!

"Then... fight to the death!"

Any engineer knows clearly that long-term or frequent use of strong pressure ventilation will intensify the ablation loss of the boiler parts and materials, and the steam pipeline seals will also easily leak due to excessive pressure, resulting in the scrapping of the boiler. However, in the face of victory, all this is not a thorn in the hindrance.

Wang Heidi's instructions were repeated by the signal flag and radio. The commanders of the five main ships of the First Reconnaissance Fleet received the order and ordered the coal-fired boiler to be ventilated. The boiler soldier shook off his powerful arms and shoveled high-quality coal into the boiler to burn. The fan forcibly stuffed the wind into the boiler, causing the accelerated combustion of coal and increasing the temperature, atmospheric flow and pressure in the furnace. The steam pressure value suddenly increased, and in an instant, the speed of the warship increased to the apex.

While the speed is increasing, tactical transformation is also underway. Under the simple and effective command of navigation, the entire fleet is as accurate as a Swiss watch, and it opens and turns in a clean and tidy direction, moving in the predetermined direction.

"At 8:15, a British light cruiser fleet sailing eastward was found in the northeast. There seemed to be dozens of smoke columns behind them, and the target could not be confirmed for the time being!"

Turning his head away from the cold wind coming towards him, the lookout soldier tilted his head and picked up the microphone to report the information accurately.

Putting down the internal ship and using a telephone, Wang Heidi saw the British light cruiser fleet in the northeast from afar. The British had obviously discovered the German "cruiser killer" with the iron cross and the black shadow military flag, so they pressed and ventilated to escape the range of the German battle patrol team to avoid unintentional disasters.

At 8:17, several light patrolmen dragged the thick smoke covering the sky and the sun to escape from the battlefield. The British fast fleet, which was covered and hidden behind the cruiser, finally revealed their figures.

"The battle has begun!"

The Queen Elizabeth battleship, which had dropped the team, joined the fast fleet again, and the untiring battle patrol that was behind gradually caught up. Avoid the self-indulgent 11th destroyer and detoured the northern end of the battle line of the large fleet. At 8 o'clock, the fast fleet finally reached the end of the battle line of the large fleet.

"Is it worth it for the sake of the tireless ship, Commander?"

At 8:13, the power system of the Ultimately damaged at dawn continued to deteriorate, and Betty had to reduce the speed again and again. Although the speed problem was still expected by the fast fleet, the sensitive poet and deputy commander of the fleet had already smelled the danger.

"All night of fighting, both the First Reconnaissance Fleet and our ammunition reserves have approached the cordon. It is impossible to launch artillery battles at full speed or high speed in the previous few times!" Betty turned his body and pointed to the direction of the sun without hiding his greed: "With the recovery of the numerical advantage, isn't this double advantage enough to make you take a risk?"

As soon as Betty finished speaking, a commotion came from the telephone where the Commander Tower connected to the watchtower. The lookout told Betty a surprising fact in his stuttering words: at 8:15, the Fourth Light Cruise Fleet, which followed the battle line of the Great Fleet on the southwest side, was like a frightened gazelle, heading eastward at full speed like crazy, and continuously issued warning signals to the Lion Battle Patrol.

There was no need to rush to climb the bridge to interpret the message sent by the Light Pass. At 8:17, when the last Light Pass rushed out of the Lion Watchman's sight, the owner of the smoke pillar behind the Light Pass finally revealed the truth.

"Commander Tower, discover the First Reconnaissance Fleet, with a location of 249, a distance of 17,600 yards!"

"The T-shaped head is close to seventy degrees?" Betty murmured, and he refused to believe his ears. "Damn, what exactly did Silame do? Did he abandon the German that lost its high speed and put the speed to the extreme?"

"Betty, my old friend, don't be surprised. Germany has the best loss tube team members and the best loss tube design, so even if the German speed dropped to 20 knots, even if the bow of the ship is in, the Emil turret is destroyed, as long as the power compartment does not suffer too much damage, it may still run back to 26 knots under pressure and ventilation conditions! And you have to bypass the destroyer front and wait for the Dead and Queen Elizabeth to return to the team, so it has been delayed and spent too much time!"

Wang Heidi won the bet, and he blocked Betty's fast fleet without stopping. Even though Betty had foresaw the disaster and began to turn north at a small angle, Wang Heidi still gained the 65-degree angle advantage. Although the First Reconnaissance Fleet was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of observation conditions, Germany had 42:28 in terms of main guns!

At 8:19, Betty had no time to pull out the parallel battle line, and the artillery battle began. The Luzov's huge body trembled violently, and everything was tilting to the left. Eight large-caliber shells flew towards the British like wild horses that had taken off their reins.

Despite wearing earplugs, the eardrums were still faintly numb. Without having time to soothe the roaring ears, the orange red color of the cannon was dyed through the small commander's tower and the hole was dyed in Wang Heidi's blue pupils.

"Order, the first reconnaissance fleet's left rudder three, maintaining and expanding the horizontal angle advantage." Wang Heidi loosened his tight palm and comforted: "Since there is no need to use high speed to achieve a balance of quantity, then lower the speed, maintain shooting accuracy, and fight to the death!"

The first round of gun test was over. Due to the interference of sunlight, the error of the gun test was a bit outrageous, but Wang Heidi was still patient. When the British equipped their first super-dreadnought Orion class with a primary manual ballistic computer, the German Admiralty had a debate, and concluded that Germany did not need it - Germany's excellent gunsmithing staff was the best ballistic computer of this era.

The facts did not turn against Wang Heidi's expectations. After three rounds of main guns and half-shooting, even though the sunlight made German observers unable to open their eyes, the First Reconnaissance Fleet still gained the first near-missile missile.

At 8:25, after adjusting the shooting angle repeatedly, the gunners of the First Reconnaissance Fleet gradually improved. In the eighth round of artillery, the Deflinger was in 1

The first hit was to score at a distance of 300 yards, and the Tiger Battle Cruise was shot at the shell at the bow of the ship.

The Tiger Battle Patrol was originally the Lion-class Battle Patrol No. 4. Because the hull, boiler and main gun arrangement have been greatly changed, it exists as a Battle Patrol. However, the Tiger, which was derived from the Lion-class Battle Patrol, can only be defined by thinness in terms of protection.

The 9-inch (229 mm) front turret armor on the Tiger was just a slag in front of the 350 mm armor-piercing bullet. After the armor-piercing bullet penetrated the turret armor, it tore the first layer of horizontal armor that was only one inch thick, and almost rubbed the Tiger's launch medicine loading room and drilled into the depths of the hull.

One minute later, the Fortune encountered a fate similar to the Tiger. The similar one was that the same turret was shot, and the difference was that the position was shot. The Fortune was shot at the y turret at the stern of the ship, and the Fortune did not have the luck of the Tiger.

In two consecutive battles, the power system of the Fortune suffered a heavy blow. As usual, the Fortune could announce his withdrawal from the battle, but Betty stopped it.

On the 4th, the fast fleet that had been fighting all night was in a delicate situation with the First Reconnaissance Fleet. In order to ensure the number of main guns, David Betty thought about it and decided to keep the Buddy, but she didn't want to know that the command was finally ruined.

The German 350mm armor-piercing bomb easily tore the upper armor belt of the tireless number less than three inches, continuously penetrated the thin inclined dome armor and only one inch explosion-proof compartment outside the underwater ammunition warehouse, and drilled into the depths of the ammunition warehouse.

With a loud bang, the underwater part of the stern of the Ultimate Ship exploded violently, and the underwater ammunition depot of the x turret was detonated. Iron blocks, sea water, thick smoke, orange-red fireworks and bulky turrets were all lifted up to a height of dozens of meters.

After the ammunition depot exploded, four adjacent launching medicine depots were not spared. The continuous explosion caused terrible cracks to appear in horizontal armor of only one inch thick near the turret of the Ultimate x. The blood-red light and terrifying temperature came to the deck through the gap. Finally, the Ultimate Battle Cruise broke into two pieces from the main turret at the stern of the ship, and sank into the sea one after another in less than two minutes. Only 17 of the 850 crew members were finally rescued.

After sinking the Ultimate Devotion, the German luck ended here. A 12-inch shell in the New Zealand battle patrol hit the German, and violently exploded and covered the stern of the German ship again. Things were not over yet, and the resentment accumulated on the German ship seemed to affect the innocent Moltke. At 8:27, Queen Elizabeth, a 15-inch heavy armor-piercing projectile, hit the lower edge of the No. 2 chimney between the main turrets of the Moltke, which was obliquely arranged, and the ship that did not sink was facing the test of life and death again!

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