Chapter 638: 14. Fearless Admiral Golchak (4)

Constrained by the laws of mechanics, when the destroyer rubs in a lateral position, instead of directly inserting a cruiser with a displacement of 4 times, it can only cause some scraping at most.
You should know that in the process of transformation, in order to reduce the underwater resistance and increase the speed, the ecstasy even the big battleship will see the discoloration of the big killer-the bow of the bow has been removed, so whether it is the base of Kronstadt Lieutenant General Makarov and Colonel Kolchak, who was commanded on the spot, were very relieved of the collision tactics, hoping that the collision would scare the Albians and make them turn around and return home.
"But the York sank, and you and Major Stepankov admitted in the report that after the collision, the ship sank."
Makarov knocked on the report, and he still couldn't understand the "victory" of Kolchak.
"Yes, sir."
Kolchak continued to lift his chin, his eyes showing a strange and funny color.
After a pause, the vocabulary was rearranged, and Kolchak started his report again.
"Our impact process is perfect--"
The ecstasy’s position, speed and angle of insertion are impeccable, enough to be used as a textbook example of impact tactics, it should be said that there is no problem.
The problem is the York. When the ecstasy came over, the 1200-ton cruiser was making a sharp turn. Because the captain hurriedly ordered "Left Full Rudder", the panicked helmsman beat the helm wheel to the end. The ship leaned sharply to the left, and the port side wall almost touched the surface. It was at this moment that there was a roar of "Ula". The ecstasy bumped into it.
With a dull roar, the huge cruiser stirred a wave and fell to the sea!
"Ula!!!"
The bear clan sailors jumped up and cheered. Some guys could not wait to open the vodka in their arms and blasted their trumpets at the 1-liter bottle. The officers threw their hats into the sky and joined the carnival team.
As the Laoqiu Ba celebrated their creation of the history of the Principality navy, their captain and deputy captain froze on the bridge. After a few seconds, Kolchak raised his horn and shouted at the group of drunkards:
"What are you doing?! All rolled back to their posts and backed up at full speed! Want to sink with them?"
Put down the microphone. Sweaty Kolchak whispered softly:
"It must be fast."
"Required. Captain."
The deputy captain grimaced to remind:
"The other boat is turning towards us."
"To shut up."
After glaring at him, Kolchak looked anxiously at Karen, the thousand-ton cruiser was smaller than York, but still enough to crush the Ego. I saw her striking the ship bell. While slowly turning the bow. Point the port side to the ecstasy. All gun doors have been opened. The black gun barrel protruded from inside.
In the fierce cry, the Karen broke out like a fire dragon, and 16 steel projectiles drew a parabola. Whistling toward the destroyer.
"madman!"
Kolchak just came and scolded, and 16 large and small columns of water rose around it, trapping the ecstasy bag. The orc sailors on board grabbed the fixtures around them, barely being shaken out. The flushed face turned pale just now, like the feeling of being thrown into a raging wave in a bottle, and the cold water cleared their overheated heads a little, and the speed of the ecstasy turned a lot faster.
"Right full rudder! Full speed on both sides!!!"
Kolchak threw the original rescue and communication plan out of his mind, and racked his brains to think about how to deal with the current crisis.
The enemy ship still has the upper hand, and the dense side artillery is constantly tilting its ammunition towards itself, and the ecstasy can not only use its own firepower, even if it can grab a favorable position, no one will believe that 5 16-pound guns on one side can suppress the card. The 16 32-pounder guns of the Lun.
The bullet point was getting closer and closer to the hull. In order to survive and the honor of the Principality Navy, Kolchak decided to take a risk.
"Go behind that group of people!"
He pointed to the crowd and the lifeboat struggling on the sea and said that the sailor was stunned for a moment, and with the correction of the big ear scraper, he quickly followed suit.
There is a gap in the combat power gap, but you can find ways to make up for it, and this task will be handed over to the crew of the York that has not sunk.
The Albian people are very angry at the moment, and want to tear the ecstasy into pieces at any cost, but are they willing to shoot at their compatriots for this? The answer will be announced soon.
The crowd on the sea was illuminated by the "lightball" of the lighting technique. They traversed between the two ships, and the projectiles of the shells were getting closer and closer to them. After a while, the rumble of gunfire fell silent.
The deputy captain just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but heard a sentence that almost made him nervous.
"The gunner! Give me the bridge of the enemy ship!"
"Alexander Vasilyevich! What are you thinking?!"
Stepankov almost wailed. In his view, the first task now is to fish the humans in the water first, not to worsen the situation. Kolchak's order made him seriously doubt the captain's mental state.
"Boris Nikolayevich, see for yourself!"
The deputy captain who nearly got up suddenly raised his binoculars, and the twelve faces of Manticor on the deck of the Karen came into view.
"The lunatics did not intend to let us go! The shells might tear their compatriots, but the flying beasts would not!"
Stepankov wanted to assume that Kolchak’s idea was wrong, but the telescope clearly told him that those Manticores were wearing armor and throwing spears. There are triangle and four-level magic sergeants-rescue does not require such luxurious equipment.
Moreover, in the icy Arctic sea, the people of the York insisted for more than 10 minutes. When the crew of the York were frozen and drowned, the cannon would greet them again.
"fire!"
Gorchak roared, and in the louder recitation of the gunner, the "Forgetful" hit back in the first round of the conflict. Five projectiles flew over the head of the crew of York and flew towards the Karen.
Near miss, left bias, near miss, right bias, far miss.
No one hit 5 rounds, this is normal. Due to the inherent problem of smooth-bore artillery, unless the distance is very close, no one will expect the first round of volley to hit the target, not to mention this is the rookie artillery. Hit the moving target at once.
In order to make up for the problem of hit rate, in less than 3 minutes, the ecstasy shot two rounds of volley, trying to speed up the rate of fire to create a barrage effect, but still no results. Looking at the water column far or near around the Karen, Kolchak's eyes almost burst into flames.
He had a strong impulse-he rushed to the artillery deck and kicked away the group of blind gunmen, and set his sights on the fire. Just as this impulse almost turned into action, a flash of fire appeared on the deck of the Karen.
The captain almost ran away a second ago with a smile, and the deputy captain also wanted to hug the sailor who had hit the enemy ship, only the gunner was in confusion.
He knew his men, they didn't have such good skills, they didn't seem to have such good luck, they could hit enemy ships in four rounds of salvo. Confused and gratified, the guns drilled into the artillery deck and stayed where they were.
The artillery deck was filled with choking smoke and alcohol, and the happy gunners were hugging and dancing. A third of the guys carried wine bottles in their hands, and there were still many empty wine bottles rolling on the deck.
This group of guys seem to have drunk a lot of vodka, and I am afraid they are all drunk after watching their shaking movements.
The gunner shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and re-confirmed that the unbelievable scene in front of him was indeed a reality-a group of drunks who couldn't even see the target, actually hit the enemy ship at the stage of finding the head! Can vodka bless the hit rate? !
At the time of the lawsuit in the head of the gun ~EbookFREE.me~A drunken sergeant shook the bottle in his hand and said with a burp confidently:
"Guys! Give me another bottle of vodka, and I will be able to bomb the hairless monkey's boat under the water!"
In the roar of the drunks, the spoiled guns of reason had stepped forward, grabbing the drunk and returning to his post, while kicking at the butts of other drunks.
"Go back to your post! This battle is not over!!"
With the roar shaking on the deck, the sailors were quiet for a while, and then wobbled towards their posts. The tugged sergeant stood up and saluted an irregular military salute. With one mouth, the alcohol spurted all over the gunner.
"What can I do for you? Sir?"
"Blow me the boat of the hairless monkey!"
He was as hysterical as his captain. (To be continued...)