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At 16:11, the battlefield in Ustica was already in chaos.

The Mediterranean Fleet and the Joint Fleet entered the shadow area of ​​Ustica, and the battlefield of the Tyrrhenian Sea was divided by Ustica. The Mediterranean Fleet finally showed off its fangs that had been hidden for a long time, raised its bloodthirsty butcher knife and rushed towards the Allies.

Turning eastward and seizing the t-shaped horizontal head, the French showed their superb skills, but they didn't know that at this time, the United Fleet had already turned west with the determination to fight back and forth, desperately approaching the weakest third team of the Mediterranean Fleet.

The distance of 22,000 yards was not enough. The compact battle line of the Allies quickly approached the eight-kilometer battle line of the Mediterranean Fleet, which existed as a cross-strait, and attacked the weak third team. At this time, the first team's three Cafur-class battleships had been turned, and the bow main guns were aimed at the French. The second team's two Cayo-Durio-class battleships and the Dante battleships had just completed half of the steering movement. Among them, the Cayo-Durio-class battleships and the Dante battleships had entered the combat distance. The third team's four Joint Force-class battleships were temporarily kept parallel to the French third team. Once the battle distance was entered, the third team would tilt tons of ammunition to the French third team at the first time.

The joint fleet seized a little advantage, but the French had the advantage of T-shaped horizontal team after all. The third team, located at the end of the French battle line, can use three Spanish-class battleships at this time, with three double-mounted 12-inch main guns arranged in the bow, stern and vertical spans. The second team, four Lone-class battleships in the middle of the battle line, can also concentrate five dual-mounted 12-inch main guns of the MLE1910 type. If the Mediterranean Fleet's battle line was not a little loose. The first team at the front end of the battle line was far away from the battlefield, the 340-mm main guns installed by the three Brittany-class battleships could also be put into use.

In contrast, as the column's joint fleet, the first team, the Cafur-class battleships can only use five 12-inch guns at the bow. The second team, Dante and Andre Doria, cannot open fire. The third team, the three joint force-class battleships, have no practical significance because the 12-inch gun is at the extreme distance.

"The First Unit of the United Fleet has entered our artillery range!"

The flagship of the French third squadron, the Compiène (formerly the Spanish), reported the position of the joint fleet to the Commander Tower with a condescending attitude. At this time, the French observer vaguely discovered that the main gun of the Italian bow on the starboard side was 16,000 yards away faintly flashed by several dazzling light.

After a shrill whistling sound, several large-caliber shells splashed and fell into the waters near the French Third Detachment, causing several terrifying waves.

"Italy is testing guns, with long bullets on the port side."

The French lookout grabbed the microphone and covered his fiercely beating heart. He reported to the Commander Tower tremblingly. Although the Italians' first round of gun test errors were a bit outrageous, the spectacular scene of the 12-inch bombardment of the sea with a cap armor-piercing projectile still scared the sailors who had never experienced war.

"The Italians are still approaching, 15,600 yards away. Wait, the second unit of the United Fleet opened fire, and their target was also us!"

The Spanish-class battleship of the French Third Detachment had just completed the second round of test artillery accelerator, and the Second Detachment of the Joint Fleet also joined the battle group. The Third Detachment of the Tyrrhenian Sea and the Mediterranean Fleet were already in chaos.

The unlucky steering movement of the United Fleet had already made the third team of the Mediterranean Fleet, who thought they were sure to win, feel a bad premonition. When they found that the flagship of the United Fleet, the flagship of the Second Team, and the Third Team were completely different from the information they had obtained before, the sense of crisis became clearer. After the United Fleet turned, the three Cafur-class battleships of the First Team rushed towards them with a fearless attitude, which made the officers and soldiers of the Third Team frightened step by step. In the end, the morale of the Third Team, who discovered that the United Fleet had a tendency to focus on them, finally collapsed!

"God, we have entered the effective range of the second unit of the United Fleet!"

In the report of the lookout, the main and secondary positions of the Mediterranean Fleet and the Joint Fleet were changed, and the panic of the French was visible. In the command tower of the battleship Compiègne, the commander of the third team arrested the communication officer and shouted at the top of his voice: "Let the second team open fire on Italy and stop them!"

Although the Mle1910 12-inch main gun equipped by the Guba-class battleship temporarily improved the maximum elevation angle, its effective range was only 15,000 yards, but the commander of the third team no longer cared about considering these data.

As a horizontal lineup, three Spanish-class battleships were already a bit difficult to fight against the three Cafur-class battleships, the column's combined fleet. The standard displacement of the Spanish-class is only more than 14,000 tons, and it is not easy to install four 12-inch main guns on the hull of 140 meters. Four steam engines and 12 naval boilers are not easy. In order to save space, engineers from the Armstrong Shipyard could only adopt an oblique span layout of the two main turrets in the unit, which made the Spanish-class battleship only use up to six artillery on the side of the side of the Spanish-class battleship. The four main turrets of the Cafur-class battleship are all located at the bow and stern of the battleship. The Italians can concentrate five 12-inch guns to fight.

It was already a bit difficult to deal with the Cafur-class battleship. If the joint fleet was crazy and focused on the third team, then the third team would definitely have no reason to survive.

Although the battleship under his feet was divided into the dreadnought camp by naval experts, the tonnage, firepower, speed and protection of the warship were far inferior to that of the real dreadnought. The commander of the third team did not intend to use this design drawings and materials provided by the British. Even the eight-inch main armor belt installed on the waterline was used to cut corners and play with paper digital methods. The pocket battleship of the British Empire was used to fight against the Cafur-class battleship with relatively strong protection.

The third French team sent a crying telegram to the second team. The four Guba-class battleships that were originally planning to deal with the second team of the Joint Fleet had to aim their main guns at the First Team of the Joint Fleet, although this method of raising fire would cause chaos in the French battle line and lead to extremely low hit efficiency.

"The flagship of the Joint Fleet is the USS Giulio Caesar, the flagship of the second team is the USS Kayo Durio, and the flagship of the third team is the USS Tegerhof?"

At the forefront of the French battle line, the commander of the Battleship Brittany, El Alexis' confidence and elegance were gone, and a large bead of sweat oozed out of his forehead and slid into the eye socket that was deeply sunken.

The pain from his eyes woke up the dizzy French land combat naval commander. Alexis breathed heavily and said angrily: "Who can tell me what this actually means?"

The Commander Tower was silent, but the intelligence staff officer Sezel made an inappropriate voice.

"This is Heidi Silem's conspiracy!" Sezel widened his eyes and took out the secret telegram from the Taranto intelligence team. After realizing it, he realized it: "The information we received about the lack of training of the Joint Fleet is simply the smoke bombs deliberately released by Heidi Silem. He placed the flagship of the three teams of the Joint Fleet in an open place, secretly used the No. 2 ship instead of the flagship command, and used various reasons to drive the No. 2 ship of the third team out of the Taranto Port for formation simulation training. After forming a certain tacit understanding, the main ship of each team only needs to follow the No. 2 ship to complete any formation action."

Speaking of this, even though the intelligence staff member Sezel was a Frenchman, he began to be deeply impressed by Heidi Sileme's tactical qualities. Major General De Robeck, chief of staff of the fleet, turned his head and looked at Sezel in surprise, shook his head contemptuously.

Sezel's reasoning process is not complicated. The officers of the Mediterranean Fleet Command are not all pampered. Naval officers who gather all the essence of the French Navy and the century-old naval heritage of the Royal Navy can more or less deduce the tricks played by Heidi Sileme based on the intelligence of the Third Team. The reason why they remain silent is to retain a little courage for Heidi Sileme, who has been famous for his long-term naval tactics master.

Although the naval elites of the Allies were ashamed to admit it, everyone knew that they had already been under the control of Silame from beginning to end, and the Mediterranean Fleet thought that the wise raid was actually their wishful thinking.

Now, the Mediterranean fleet still has the advantage of horizontal teams, but the fleet officers and soldiers suddenly feel a little timid. Faced with a monster like Heidi Sileme, can the T-shaped horizontal team really stop him from moving forward?

"Commander, the battle has begun! The third team has entered a state of exchange of fire with the Italians!"

The lookout issued an early warning to the commander tower. Half a minute later, the telegram room confidential officer rushed in and read out the telegram sent by the second team loudly.

"The Italians did not strictly follow the battle line and fought against the third team, but instead focused on fire?! It seems that Sileme wants to kill our third team and break through from there!" Alexis took a deep breath, suppressed his panic, and tried to recall the knowledge he learned in the advanced command class of Naval Ships in Paris, trying to recover his disadvantages.

"Order, the second and third teams gather fire on the first team of the Joint Fleet, the first team joins and transfers, and joins the battlefield. If Xileme wants to eat our third team, then we will kill Xileme's first team! We have the advantage of the horizontal team and have no reason not to beat them!"

The telegraph room confidential officer handed the spread of the telegraph book to Alexis for signature. This time, the French Lieutenant General hesitated for only a few seconds before signing his name.

"Commander, the Mediterranean Fleet has seen through our ideas. The first team is being concentrated on fire by seven French main battleships. The French First Team, three Brittany-class teams, which were divided at the northern end of the battlefield, are on the southward trend. Should we send destroyers to intercept them?"

At 16:20, on the table of the chart room of the Joint Fleet flagship, the Commander Tower of the Giulio Caesar. The combat staff identified the first team of the Mediterranean Fleet on the chart of the Tyrrhenian Sea that was quickly turned and headed east. Gunther Lütjens asked, pointing to the red line trying to return to the battlefield.

"The first and the second destroyer are still outside the battlefield and cannot be counted on. The third destroyer detachment has only three destroyers, which is useless in the war." Wang Heidi rejected Lütjens's view and threw the Avos battle patrol, which he had been playing with, to the north end of the red line on the chart.

"Let General Sorochin move his muscles and bones."
Chapter completed!