After four rounds of heart-wrenching cross-fires, the Irish fled from the cross-fire area of ​​the Luzov. The passionate Luzov fights the patrolman has to give up the active shooting, return to the shooting, observe the aim and correct it, and then come on the track of shooting.

After the shooting, the German gunner's hot feel seemed to cool down. He could not find the sight without shooting in all turrets and half guns in four consecutive rounds.

From spanning to near-range bombs to a somewhat outrageously far-range bomb, the landing point of the 350mm cap-piercing bomb gradually moved away from both sides of the Irish hull. The explosion a hundred meters away could not bring about storm waves, but could not send away the Irish people's uncertain horror.

In the just-finalized shooting, the battleship Ireland was shot in a total of six. Except for one armor-piercing projectile that rubbed the port side of the Ireland, cut off a lifeboat crane and injured a damaged guard. Finally, it fell overseas, all the other five armor-piercing projectiles hit the spot.

The upper layer of the cruiser-type stern of the Irish cruiser was broken. The super-dreadnought adhered to the British Empire's consistent style of "frugality and family-keeping" and the spirit of a "paper-like madman". Even though the British touched their conscience, they gave the Irish 12-inch waterline belt the main armor, but its height was only a few centimeters. The upper armor belt was still in a sheet-like structure and could not form continuous protection. The armor thickness of the non-important parts of the side bow and stern and hull was only 4 inches. The cap-piercing bullet penetrated the weak side armor of the Irish side armor. The 1.5-inch horizontal deck, as thin as paper, was bending and broke. The crane and secondary gun silhouette on the stern deck were lifted into the sea. Fortunately, the propeller under the waterline and the key parts of the stern rudder were not damaged.

The superstructure of the Super Dreadnought was attacked by two armor-piercing bombs and more than ten nearly bomb-lost bombs. The 100-meter-long ship was devastated, and traces of fire and shrapnel scratches were everywhere. The location between the bridge and the chimney was particularly severely damaged. An armor-piercing bomb hit the bridge of the Irish Commander Tower and the flybridge of the telegraph room. A long crack was torn on the armor wall of the chimney No. 1, and finally exploded on the horizontal deck on the port side.

The fragments of the shells broke the signal cables of the main mast and the towering radio telegraph antennas of the telegraph chamber, and drilled through the chart chamber close to the flybridge. This was not the whole of the disaster, and human mistakes were even more fueled by the fire.

The Ireland was originally the battleship of the Resatih ordered by the Turks. Before the outbreak of the European war, it was not in the armed sequence of the large fleet. Although Sir Churchill took the lead at the cost of forcing Turkey to rebel, it was embarrassing that the Britons who launched a large number of reserve ships lacked enough sailors to control the battleship. Just like the seven-turret holy relic that had been buried in the Aegean Sea, the battleship Agincourt, most of the officers and soldiers of the Ireland battleship were drawn from royal yachts, auxiliary warships, military academies and naval base headquarters, and the miscellaneous army lacked professional training. They were not competent for controlling a modern battleship.

This armor-piercing bomb did not cause a fire. The one who cheated was that the Irish sailor forgot to evacuate the waterproof canvas covered on the lifeboat. So the armor-piercing bomb exploded and ignited the canvas and lifeboats, and penetrated into the chart room along the flybridge that was twisted into a ball, burning the charts and confidential documents inside the chart room cleanly.

Such human errors are everywhere. In order to prevent the fire near the bridge, the captain of the damage control team drew a large number of damage control team members to put out the fire. At this time, an armor-piercing bomb penetrated the sea surface and created a terrible bottom side of the ship in the underwater part of the Ireland. This is the so-called water-in-water bomb.

Before the water was shot, two armor-piercing bombs drilled through the upper armor belt of the Irish, but did not cause much damage. This greatly confused the captain of the loss of the tube. When the last armor-piercing bomb formed the bottom side of the ship and hit it directly, the captain of the damage of the tube had no more troops to be transferred to the underwater compartment.

The Irish battleship, which does not even have underwater lightning protection devices, can resist the water bombs that kill gods and Buddhas. The Irish only set up a layer of underwater armored compartment outside the underwater ammunition reservoir, and even the power compartment is perfunctory. So the shipbuilding steel with insufficient strength was penetrated, and the seawater immediately swallowed up two compartments near the crack. The speed of the battleship of the Irish battleship instantly dropped to 13 knots, and the hull tilted to the right.

For a 20,000-ton super-dreadnought. Water inflows in one or two cabins is not enough to cause a catastrophic impact. The water injection in the opposite direction of the hull restores the battleship to balance, but the inherently insufficient watertight structure design and the lack of leak-blocking training in the future have messed up all this.

Due to the cancellation of the longitudinal partition of the watertight compartment, there was only one bulkhead made of shipbuilding steel and the watertight gate between the underwater compartment of the Irish underwater compartment. The strong pressure of the sea water exploded one after another. The damaged pipe soldiers carrying the leak-blocking equipment had to retreat in a mess, but they forgot to close the contact door of the longitudinal passage at the bottom of the ship. So the sea water spread along the aisle, reimbursing the starboard motor unit. The water pump on the starboard side of the battleship stopped working, and then headed towards the engine compartment again.

At 16:55, the hull of the battleship Ireland battleship had more than 3,000 tons of water. The port side motor unit could not pull away the surging sea water, and there were more than six submerged cabins. The hull was inclined more than ten degrees, so that in order to stabilize its shape, the lookout had to tie himself to the main mast.

At 16:56, a muffled sound came from the depths of the hull of the Irish. The sea water destroyed the communication door of the engine room. So the super dreadnought that was running desperately seemed to be strangled by someone's throat. The host was in the water and stopped the car, and he was embarrassed to stay in the murderous sea.

The German shelling was delayed. The Ireland not only stopped fighting back, but also turned the gun mouth and used the weight of the gun barrel to slightly suppress the tilted hull. After the main engine stopped the fire and extinguished the cannon, the slightly drunk sea breeze made the smoke covering the battleship thinner, and the tragic situation of the Ireland battleship was finally exposed to the German lookouts.

"The watchtower reported that the Irish host was parked and the hull was severely tilted!"

The shocking situation of the battleship Ireland was moved by even the German lookouts.

The Irish super-dread ship, equipped with a standard displacement of 22,780 tons, equipped with ten 13.5-inch main guns and sixteen 6-inch single-equipped secondary guns, was once advocated by Armstrong Shipyard to become the "first best ship all over the earth". It legendarily escaped the dark and windy nights of the Mediterranean Muderos Bay and the fierce shooting of the Luzov off the coast of Portsmouth Harbour. However, in the British lair, the halo retreated and the legend was no longer there, and the Irish was shaking.

"People, work harder and send the Ireland for the last journey!"

The gunman Luzov roared, and the battle patrol gun department reopened to the shooting preparations. The lookout fiddled with the orientation plate and aimed the baseline at the battleship Ireland 14 kilometers away.

"Azimuth angle is 95.6 degrees, plus 0.7!" The lookout reported the degree on the azimuth plate. When the young man raised his head to look at the Irish at the end of the road, Yu Guang accidentally swept the Wales Prince behind.

When the show of the showdown between Luzov and Ireland's two heroes was about to be completed, the battle between Prince of Wales and De Fringer was coming to an end. At the extreme distance of the telescope, the lookout was surprised to find that Prince of Wales instantly turned into a ball of fire, and flames and smoke columns soared into the sky.

"At 16:57, De Fringer hit the target ship ammunition depot and sank!"

With his back facing the bright setting sun, the lookout was excited to spread information to the Commander Tower. The lookout just reported the exciting news, and the 19th round of the turret shooting was filled with joy.

Another armor-piercing bomb hit the Ireland. After a dazzling light, the target ship's ship's hull trembled violently, and thick smoke and a large number of iron were ejected from the hole. The Ireland began to accelerate incline.

The nineteenth and last round of the entire turret's right half shot was only one near missing bullet, but at this time, the sea water had already flowed over the right deck of the Irish. The sailors couldn't wait to drop their lifeboat and jumped out of the sea and swam desperately towards the outside.

At 16:58, the Ireland, the most valuable Mediterranean fleet, could no longer hold on and overturned to the right. The phytoplankton under the ship coated with corrosion-proof paint and the large holes nearly four meters were exposed to the air. After a glance, the deep sea was sank.

The Ireland sank. Wang Heidi stabbed the direction of the English Channel with a sharp sharp knife, and once again pulled off the fig leaf of the British Empire. Three minutes later, the sound of cannons outside Portsmouth Harbor completely stopped. The Qiu Ren battleship chose to surrender to the Moltke Battlecruising three rounds.

This was an unheard of event in the century-old history of the British Empire, but in April 1915, at the doorstep of Britannia, both the Germans who sent light patrols and destroyers to receive prisoners of war or the British sailors who sat on the deck of the Quret felt that everything was natural.

The flagship of the First Reconnaissance Fleet, Luzov, hangs the signal flag of turning and sails north. The Deflinger, Seedlitz, and Moltke join the column and follow Wang Heidi's flag. They sail to the coastline and head to the next battlefield. The light patrols and destroyers flying the iron cross and the Black Hawk flag stay on the battlefield to search and rescue the survivors of the naval battle.

Not long after, a small British destroyer arrived at the battlefield. There was no small-scale naval battle between the two national light ships that had a grudge against each other. The sailors were on small lifeboats and searched on the sea covered with wood, clothes, and burning oil. Occasionally, the two lifeboats intersected. In addition to exchanging corpses, the sailors also deeply impregnated their anger into their bones.

The battleship of the USS Chou Lieutenant Colonel Jones, the captain of the Captain Lieutenant Colonel Jones, wore neat military uniforms and white gloves, greeted the first German destroyer who came to receive prisoners of war on the gangway.

Lieutenant Ulrich, the captain of the destroyer, climbed the gangway of the Chou and saluted Captain Jones who was guarding the gangway - this is the navy's rule.

"Lieutenant Colonel, our ship is ordered to receive prisoners of war."

Lieutenant Colonel Jones moved his Adam's apple and wanted to say something, but the sound of the whistle of the Luzov battle patrol that was getting farther and farther away disrupted Lieutenant Colonel Jones's thinking.

The desolate whistle sounded terrifying, stretching in the south of the English Channel and echoing outside the Portsmouth Harbor. It seemed to mourn the sailors who died bravely in the naval battle, mocking the last devastating sound of Churchill's era, and also seemed to commemorate the broken and withered ocean dream of the Turkish nation.

The British sailors sitting on the deck of the Battleship of Qiu Ren were frightened. They stood up with the armored wall covered with bullet marks in the battleship and raised their heads in confusion. The captain of the Battleship of Qiu Ren turned his head and looked at the majestic First Reconnaissance Fleet, and praised Lieutenant Ulrich:

"As a British man, although I have to admit that Germany is no longer just a land power, it can afford the title of a maritime power!"

The young German destroyer captain smiled shyly, while the old British captain under the core crew system faced the sea breeze, his eyes were filled with tears without realizing it, and he sighed in pain one after another:

"It's a pity... It's a pity that Silame does not belong to Britain!"

[I forgot to upload the chapter last night, and I made a mistake. This is the second update, and there is another update in the old time in the evening.]
Chapter completed!