Chapter 18

Unfortunately, he does not belong to Britain

The North Sea seemed to be ignited, surrounded by rumbling cannons, and the harsh sound of shrapnel passing through the steel plates on the side of Anton's turret

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A shrill alarm sounded from the buzzer, and ten 305mm armor-piercing bombs roared out of the chamber in the tenth round. Even though the main gun used pipe retreat technology and hydraulic shock absorption, the young Anton gunner, Private Lars Bendel, still felt the strong recoil.

The eardrum, protected by earplugs, felt a vague pain, and the internal organs seemed to be torn apart by the reaction force fired by the main gun, and the eyes were bloodshot and breathed poorly. Bendel groaned, desperately endured the strong feeling, and slowed down his breathing according to the experience taught by the cannon leader, and waited for the strong feeling to fade away.

The initial velocity of the German 305-l50 shell was 855 meters per second. At a distance of more than 16,000 meters, it took about twenty seconds to hit the shell. Waiting for the result of the shelling was the most annoying. First-class private Bendel secretly glanced at the expressionless old cannon, and couldn't help but turn his eyes closer to the narrow observation hole of the turret, but his thoughts were strangely flowing to an hour ago.

At that time, the Ocean Fleet was aggressive, but it ended up hitting the battle line of the Great Fleet. The disorderly turn, the chaotic counterattack, and the change of orders and the rush. Bendel felt that it was the most confused moment since he joined the navy. Although the Ocean Fleet finally launched the battle line and turned to the southeast to tie the disadvantages in order to open the angle, if there were no four king-level charges of the Seventh Team, and without General Heidi Sileme and his First Reconnaissance Fleet, perhaps the Imperial Navy would have suffered a major defeat, right?

Bendel's chaotic thoughts unconsciously moved to Heidi Sileme and the First Reconnaissance Fleet. In August 1914, the European war broke out, and the streets of Berlin were filled with parades singing military songs. The bonfires in front of the gate of the Charlottemberg Palace finally stopped dispersing. Trains loaded with soldiers in the train station were heading south. The son of the petty citizen followed the shouts of historian and war madman Treschke, and plunged into the long queue in front of the Navy's recruitment station, and joined the Imperial Navy without hesitation.

Three months later, the Battle of Dogel Sands, which shocked the world, was over. He led two battlecruisers and a large armored ship to raid the coastline of the British Empire, entangled Heidi Silme, eight British capital ships, and sunk a British super-dreadnought. A new combat patrol and an old combat patrol first reconnaissance fleet became the most admired and proudest objects of the Empire. Three months later, Bendel completed his sailor training and faced distribution.

Bender was looking forward to serving under the Navy God of War and joining the prestigious First Reconnaissance Fleet, but unfortunately things were not satisfactory. Bender was added to the Third Battleship of the Ocean Fleet. The only thing that the First Class could comfort him was that the Third Battleship Fleet was a newly-organized squadron, equipped with the latest Empire battleships, and he served the Ocean Fleet flagship Frederick the Great.

"Damn it, now that guy Little Cross finally has a chance to mock me!"

Cross Jr. Little Cross was Bender's neighbor. In the winter of 1914, Cross Jr. was transferred to foreign sales to domestic sales. He was still on the German battle patrol, which was installed in the dock of the desolate Danze Bay Shuoxia Shipyard, waiting for the final commissioning. Bender, who was savoring Bender, was ridiculed by Cross Jr. at that time, but he did not expect the main force of the Ocean Fleet to fall into the quagmire of hard fighting, and the First Reconnaissance Fleet had already harvested sweet fruits.

After a night of fighting, the First Reconnaissance Fleet sank a new battle cruiser and severely damaged the pride of the British Empire - the Elizabeth-class battleship Warfare, forcing the new and fast battleship out of the battle. More than ten minutes ago, the new battle results were confirmed and reported by the entire fleet: the British once again lost an old battle cruiser, and the one who made contributions was still Lieutenant General Heidi Silaime.

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Before the peak battle, Commander-in-Chief Scher announced that the Allies had won a great victory in the Mudros Bay Raid Battle in the distant Mediterranean. The famous seven-turret holy relic Ajinkur eventually died at the doorstep of the Muslim world. It seemed... This naval battle also had the shadow of Lieutenant General Silame, the commander of the First Reconnaissance Fleet!

"The First Reconnaissance Fleet is still entangled with the Fast Fleet. Cross has new show-off capital to win, damn it! But I can only stay in the safe Anton turret and continue shooting without ignorance!"

"Frederick the Great, shot Ajax at 7:52, and fired all the main guns in the ninth round, and shot far away!"

The Imperial 50-diameter 305mm gun averaged three rounds per minute, and the planets only take about twenty seconds to fly. That is to say, when the new round of shells has just been cut, another shell has splashed on the side of the British battle line, so cross-calling is formed. Cross-calling is difficult to observe and judge the landing point, so it is easy to cause misalignment and error in the calculation of shooting parameters. However, such technical work is not difficult to defeat the rigorous German staff.

The news from the watchtower was dull and unbearable. After an embarrassing silence, the loud voice of Frederick the Great gun was echoed in the speakers:

"All turrets should pay attention to receiving new shooting parameters and correct the shooting angle!"

"Are you going to prepare for the eleventh round of artillery bombing?" Thinking of the first nine rounds of artillery bombings that had no results, Bender couldn't help frowning.

The Imperial Navy trained very hard, basically a three-day small drill and five-day large drill. The fledgling Bendel experienced day after day artillery training. After the damage drill, he finally got the recognition of his comrades and performed outstandingly in the Baltic combat cruise training in late February and early March.

Hundreds of nautical miles of raids, the Baltic Sea with clear water and white sand, the picturesque Norwegian bay, and the stunning 350mm main gun salvo, close combat, night battle, fog battle and ultra-long-distance artillery battle, full turret volley, full main gun half-air shooting, rapid fire, planned shooting and diffuse, as well as high-intensity damage tubes, emergency evasion and torpedo drills, Bendel thought he had already understood the entire naval battle, but when he followed the Ocean Fleet and followed the Flag Frederick the Great to join this unprecedented steam sea battle, which was privately defined by the old artillery leader Lieutenant Boateng, he found that his limited experience and poor imagination could not keep up with the real rhythm at all.

Just like the torture of all the main guns half-run and slow shooting in five minutes, because the firefighting distance was too far, the expected mid-span shooting of the fork was slow for a long time, the Anton gun was still correcting the angle without any signs, waiting for the opportunity to fire quickly. Just like the scene outside the observation hole that was different from the Baltic Sea combat cruise: the splashing water, the fire medicine smoke that covered the sky and the sun, and the blood-red color!

"Angle correction, three degrees of negative azimuth point, one degree of elevation correction, and the number of ejected drugs remains unchanged!"

Artillery is a technique that requires talent and experience. In a complete gun team, the gun captain is usually the most experienced veteran gunner. In the naval battle where the situation is changing rapidly, he has absolute authority.

The new shooting parameters wandered around the ears of the cannon leader Lieutenant Boateng. The cannon leader, who had been wandering in the sea for more than ten years, suddenly opened his squinting eyes, and his sharp eyes floated through the data transmitter. The short and powerful commands penetrated his thick beard and gas mask pressed against his jaw, and pierced everyone's ears.

Turret operator, Private Simon, who operated the electrical steering wheel and carefully proofreaded the dial. Among the Anton gun team, Simon had the highest education and the most knowledgeable. He was a student of the Mechanical Department of the University of Stuttgart. After the war broke out, he threw down his dark school uniform and changed into another dark uniform with naval armbands.

In Bender's impression, the universities of the empire were always restrained. They were never lacking in patriotism, but they were quite implicit and implicitly discouraged the sons of the petty citizens. However, Bender could not feel this in Simon because he was a Jew, or rather a Jewish German. In Christian countries, the fate of the Jews did not have to be good. The famous wandering ethnic gypsy was the crucified Jesus and the evil legends that had been circulated before the Middle Ages always illustrate a problem: the Jews were treacherous and cunning and good at betrayal.

"Will Simon?"

The answer is no. The general Heidi Sileme, whom Bender admires the most, has said more than once that as long as he lives in this magnificent land of Germany, as long as he picks up his weapons and fights side by side with the so-called Frank, Saxony, Swabian and the Bavarians, he is the German! Simon was wearing an imperial naval uniform, he once swore allegiance to the emperor, he fought side by side with us, he is the German!

The electric-driven hydraulic winch began to finely adjust it. Through the thick arms, Simon felt the trembling of the bearing biting. The first class let out a sigh of relief, and a slight smug smile flashed across his fair face, and he winked at Bendel and said:

"Bit it!"

The electrical bolt indicator light did not light up, and it wasn't until Bendel's moment of performance. In a trance, Claire, the head of the launching medicine room under Anton's turret came from the microphone speakers inside the turret.

"Captain, the ammunition conveyor has been loaded!"

Sergeant Claire is an old qualification. He joined the Navy even earlier than the gunner. Claire is very powerful. It is said that he can carry out the three main gun watches of the Empire's active caliber, 280, 305 and 350, in one breath. Bender never doubts these, because he has seen Claire use a series of detailed data to criticize the new Dora gunners with a series of detailed data.

However, although Claire has super professional qualities, Bendell still feels that Claire resembles the vampire image fabricated by a pastor of a medieval European church, just like his black eyes, fair face, taciturn and old-fashioned personality.

"The gunner, the negative point of the flat angle is three degrees, and the elevation point is corrected one by one!"

Simon repeated the instructions issued by the gunner Boateng earlier. This is the rule of the navy. Repeating instructions can avoid unnecessary mistakes, while the sophisticated dreadnought naval battle refuses to make mistakes!

The cannon leader's sharp eyes turned over and stayed on the young face of the first class.

Although the Imperial battleship has a fire control command tower for the entire ship, which can accurately calculate the firing parameters based on the data of the rangefinder, azimuth disk and the ship's bottom rangemeter, the fire control command tower does not have equipment similar to the British electrified central aiming and automatic firing. In naval battles, the artillery staff will manually input the firing data and then feed back to each turret through precise telex equipment. When the turret is ready for firing, the gunman will press the electric button. At this time, the firing indicator light and electric bell in front of each main gunman cannon work at the same time. The only thing the gunman needs to do is to shoot the shells in the barrel as fast as possible while considering the roll cycle of the hull.

The bullet conveyor sent the bulky armor-piercing projectile into the left gun bore. After the gun bolt was automatically locked, the indicator light finally illuminated.

"Anton Turret Launches!"

The muffled groans sounded again, the turrets disappeared, the underwater ammunition depot and the launching medicine room were busy fiddling with the sailors of the loaded armor-piercing shells, and Bendel was busy checking the service of the gun bolts and barrels. The sailors silently started a new round of artillery preparations.

It should have been more than twenty seconds since the last armor-piercing ejected, right? The rhythm is not wrong, but Bendel still has the illusion that time has solidified. The pointer seems to have been walking for centuries, but when he looks up, he is surprised to find that there are centuries ahead!

"God, we fired a cross-fire! Frederick the Great shot at Ajax at 7:52, and the tenth round of the main guns fired, cross-fire! An armor-piercing projectile drilled into the back of the Ajax chimney, and another armor-piercing projectile hit the bow of Ajax!"

The suffocation and dull feeling disappeared in an instant. The sound of the lookout soldiers was like a century storm, penetrating the 350mm thick armor of Anton's turret, shocking the gunner's eardrums. The German Navy, who was staggering a second ago, finally recovered its youthful true nature.

"Guys, the opportunity is here. We have to throw our arms and shoot a few quick shots. Be sure to keep the British Qiao Wu!" Lieutenant Boateng, the gunman who has been suffering and revenge, finally grinned and clapped his hands, his eyes full of burning and bloodthirsty.

"Although it's very hard, I like this feeling!"

The random thoughts disappeared, and the discomfort of the powerful recoil of the 305 cannon disappeared. This is the *** passionate era, and Bendel clenched his fists tightly.

At 7:52, the Ocean Fleet, which had walked out of the chaos, finally achieved results. Before the war, the Joe-5-level Ajax battleship, which had visited the German Kil Military Port and promised to be peaceful for generations, encountered a terrible cross-fire. In the following three minutes, a total of six 305mm armor-piercing bombs hit the super-dreadnought. The bow waterline belt of the Ajax, the horizontal armor and the upper armor belt were continuously penetrated, and the hull was flooded with water.

The British King George V-class battleship made some changes in the protection design based on maintaining the thickness of the 12-inch waterline of the Orion-class battleship with main armor and the 11-inch turret front armor: the hull strength was strengthened, and the upper armor from the bow a turret to the stern y turret formed a continuous protection area.

However, the monsters and monsters covered by all the British dreadnoughts, or the monsters covered by the numbers on paper, were verified in an accident in November 1914. The third brother of the Qiao Wu family, Ajax's brother, sank in northern Scotland, was only one mine and sank. This shows the terrible explosion-proof strength and watertight design of the British battleship hull.

At 7:56, the disaster finally sublimated after time fermentation, and an armor-piercing bomb hit the Ajax waterline with main armor.

Just like the harsh attitude of battle cruisers, the British raised the waterline with the main armor of the "343 Battleship" that could only be one meter higher than the waterline under full load, thus reaching an "amazing" more than one meter.

In fact, without the blessing of holy light and magic, it would be really not easy for the 12-inch armor-piercing bomb to find a narrow waterline belt main armor among the army. However, the German armor-piercing bomb failed to follow up miracles. It was a gorgeous missed the thickest 12-inch part of the waterline belt, and broke through the 10-inch armor belt after deviating from three meters.

The armor-piercing bombs dug a hole with a diameter of two meters at the Ajax waterline. At this time, the Ajax had already infiltrated more than 2,000 tons of water, and the bow of the ship was heavily planted into the sea water. The foreground was only two meters away from the sea water. The water injection was not helpful. The captain led the crew to hold on for five minutes and had to order the ship to abandon.

At 8:01, the Ruby destroyer fired three torpedoes at Ajax, and the violent explosion completely destroyed the steel ship, which cost 1.89 million pounds and was equivalent to 13.8 tons of gold, sank and was buried in the Skaglak Strait.

At 7:56, it was not only the Fredericks' Great that achieved the results. At the end of the distant battle line, the battle distance was less than 15,200 meters. The fourth team of the second battleship fleet, Hannover, which was used to make up the numbers and share the artillery fire, was beaten by the British Fearless, the Berlerofon and the Magnificent, symbolizing the sadness of the end of the fearless people before the era of the Dreadnought; the explosion after the armor on the top of the turret of the Berlerofon-class battleship was pierced, indicating that the truth of the eight-year battleship, the world's No. 1 dreadnought, was revealed in a way that the truth was revealed.
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