Chapter 594: Twelve. Conference, dance (24)

Ten 24-pound guns and twelve 16-pound guns fired out with the captain's roar, and the recoil of the gun made the Shannon traverse half a meter. Despite the crew's early preparations, someone fell. At the same time, large and small water columns were splashed around the sea monsters. Among them, in addition to various shells, there were ice arrows from the air.
The dense water column encouraged the morale of the sailors. They swept the panic and shook their arms one by one. The Chesapeake, not far away, was also affected by this passionate momentum. People waved their arms and shouted, cheering for the Albians. For a time, the loud cheering even overshadowed the roar of the artillery.
This inspiring scene lasted only a moment, and soon people found that even if a few water columns were engulfed in the back of the ridge, even the unknown sea monsters were still advancing. The straight line coming out rushed straight towards Shannon.
monster--
This vocabulary that permeates a strong sense of despair emerges in everyone's mind, even Tony, who is responsible for monitoring at the bottom of the ship, and missed the fierce battle situation is no exception. Compared with his stunned robes, he has a layer of doubt: why, will you hear the sound of metal impact?
No one had the ability to answer him. In the wail of the watchman "100 yards away, about to crash", the captain's command "Left full rudder! Emergency avoidance!" was covered up by the screams of the two ships and died. The pressure made the man who had been on the sea for decades unable to move.
Beautiful wife, lovely child, elderly parents in the family. The admiralty of the Admiralty is an effort to make a name for yourself-everything in life is turned into a clip image that quickly glances in front of you. It was too late to realize that this was the so-called "walking lantern" phenomenon before the death of the person. In the wretched voice of the seafarer "hit it!", the dull impact of the bulkhead and the keel under the ship's side waterline was cut through every corner of the ship. The captain and the helmsman were thrown out together, and the crew also fell.
The sawtooth was like a sharp scalpel, inclining the Shannon's waist obliquely, and the turbulent seawater poured in from the torn hole. The captain shouted the command "Abandon ship!" The crew cried and jumped into the icy ocean. Before they all jumped into the sea, an oil lamp fell on the ammunition pile and instantly ignited the propellant. With a loud bang, the entire bow was shattered with the cannon in the cabin, and a dazzling ball of fire rose from the bow. The crew who had gathered there to prepare for the escape from the sea were all blown away. Several pieces of intestines and arms and thighs flew all the way to the deck of the Chesapeake. The remaining stern lifted up little by little until it was perpendicular to the sea surface, while spraying water columns and mist, and rolling up a huge vortex. All the crew of the Shannon were gliding towards the deep sea floor of La Manche.
The Manticore team in the sky was almost desperately circling circle after circle, trying in vain to search for salvation survivors. The people on the Chesapeake were stunned. They couldn't believe the scene in front of them. The newest warship of the world's strongest navy. It was actually crushed by a sea monster like a toy boat. This is more terrifying than all the nightmares they have experienced. People said nothing. Mu Ran looked at the jagged back, waiting for the nightmare and death to come.
They have all heard about the legend of sea monsters, and after witnessing their fierce and powerful, they have strengthened the authenticity of the legend that "no one can escape from its claws", except for a few people, everyone gave up to escape Sheng Tian's idea. Some people are crying silently, some are chanting the prayers before death, more people are just staring at the distance, their eyes clouded.
At this moment, the jagged ridge back dived again. Leaving a puzzled stowaway, silently disappeared deep in the ocean.
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In a dark sea. A strange-looking object is snorkeling fast.
That's not a creature. Although the shuttle-like smooth shape is reminiscent of shellfish, the water-jet propulsion also resembles nautilus and octopus. Although the body made of fluid mechanics looks like a creature, its composition is made of steel, and its head is equipped with a sawtooth-shaped angle of attack dedicated to destroying wooden shell ships.
The experimental submarine gar (sh) is the real name of the giant in the sea. It is different from the predecessor u, which relies on propellers and makes noisy noises while sailing. As the pioneer explorer of the defense navy's search for a silent and high-speed navigation, the Gar first opened the forefront with a magnetic fluid propulsion (mhd), sucked seawater from the bow inlet, and made it flow into the pipeline through the electromagnetic coil, and through the stern The water spout accelerates towards the rear, thereby propelling the submarine to sail.
Compared with the traditional propeller propulsion, this propulsion system does not need to be equipped with propeller blades, gear transmission mechanism and shaft pump and other components, which fundamentally eliminates the problems of mechanical mechanism vibration, noise, low efficiency conversion, occupying space and weight, etc. The submarine can sail at high speed under extremely quiet conditions. The theoretical maximum speed can reach an astonishing 150 knots, which is an epoch-making product.
The crew members are already familiar with the milestone significance of these advancements in the history of submarine technology, but compared to technological advancements, they can have a deeper understanding of the improvement of the working environment. The working environment of the early U-boat was inhumane. The air in the cabin was turbid and full of oil. The food had a strong smell of engine oil, and the space was extremely narrow. The space in the boat was almost not enough to turn around. The crew’s cabins were extremely crowded, and even the captain could not have his own cabin. In the sultry and high-pressure cabin, they often had to keep naked in contact with the same streaking crew, and show their vulnerable parts in front of the buddies behind them. Since there is no bathroom, even the soap is saved...
Due to the lack of mechanical institutions competing for living space, Gar was able to use more space to improve the living environment of the submarine. The per capita living area of ​​the boat was 2.8 square meters, which was 4.3 square meters with the Great Emperor. There is still a gap between the 3.2 square meters of the class, but it is a leap forward compared to the days when the torpedo was laid in the torpedo cabin, and it is equipped with the rest room and shower room that other submarine crew members dream of. The captains can enjoy single cabins with single beds, writing desks, folding wardrobes and washstands, which is the most comfortable room on the boat.
But now the captain does not live in the captain's room, not even the captain himself sits on the captain's seat. The man with dark hair and red eyes, who always maintains a 16-year-old appearance, took a sip of navy salted coffee and said slowly:
"Captain, how long will it take to reach Lizard Point?"
"Report! At current sea conditions and speed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ you can reach your destination in up to half an hour!"
"Oh, my captain, don't be so nervous. Although it's not a good thing to let our Albion friends wait too long, safety is the number one priority. Let go and do it."
"Yes, sir!"
Captain Klein raised his chest again, struck twelve points of spirit, and walked to the sonar with the most standard pace to stare at the screen. There were reefs outside Cornwall’s Lizard Point Fairway. The new submarine will never surface again. If there is a chance, it is the great sin and shame that will not compensate him in case of death. After his death, he will accompany his descendants with his legacy. In order to ensure the safety of the voyage, he must stare in person.
Let go of the captain, and the dark-haired man raised his mouth towards the dark and deep sea on the main screen.
"At this moment the sea lion has finally crossed the ocean and is about to land on land. Friends of Albion, are we here?"
With a bohemian smile, Hounds' teeth emerged from the gap between his lips.
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