Chapter 362: variable

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The news from the rear made Horan refreshed. It was confirmed that the sunk armored ship was the Admiral Spey, one of the three King Kongs of the German aircraft carrier ship, which confirmed that the German aircraft carrier fleet was just in its own pursuit direction.
Although his layout is foolproof, if the German aircraft carrier is sunk by an army of other roads, as his commander, the glory of victory will still lose a lot of color. So being able to personally annihilate the high seas fleet of the German Navy, Holland thought that this myth could be considered perfect.
Speaking of tactical arrangements, it can be said to be an exhaustive strategy. Speaking of front-line combat, it can be regarded as brave. This battle is enough to make him famous in the world.
Because of the horrible speed of the entire fleet, the huge waves splashing from the bow of the ship can occasionally even rush to the deck. The huge bow rushed forward on the sea surface, so that General Holland, who saw all this with the help of weak lights, was in a good mood.
However, when Lieutenant General Holland was in a good mood, at 3:30 in the morning, the German naval military airport in Belgium was brightly lit, and 30 Stuka dive bombers were being loaded with huge aviation bombs by ground crew. At another field airport not far away, 50 fw-190 fighter jets with torpedoes are waiting to take off. They will take off in the formation at night and then go to the battle site to try to attack the British fleet at dawn.
At the same time, in the military airport in the Netherlands, 30 do-217 bombers have also hung bombs, and they took off with 40 Stuka bombers in the surrounding airport and 30 fw-190d with auxiliary fuel tanks. Air Force fighter. These planes will take off at dawn to attack the two battleships King George V and Howe who are now fleeing.
In the German capital Berlin, at 1:17 in the morning, the head of state, Akado Rudolph, summoned his navy chief of staff Riddle and chief of staff of the air force Catherine, and inquired in detail about the process of the Battle of the English Channel. No one was sleeping peacefully, and the Supreme Command was brightly lit, waiting for a final result of not knowing it.
Similarly, in the British capital, London, Churchill looked to the east sky, not knowing whether to look forward or nervous. Akado slept for 2 hours because he didn't know the beginning of the battle; Churchill had been waiting for the news, waiting for the future of the British Empire.
At 3:45 in the morning, Lieutenant General Holland ordered the fleet to abandon the formation, with destroyers and cruisers as forwards, stepping forward to entangle the German navy ship and completely bite the German high seas fleet. If this tactic is completed, then the German High Seas Fleet will be in danger.
At almost the same time, German fighters in Belgium and Belgium took off in droves and flew to their target seas. Nearly 200 planes took off at various airports, whistling across large fields and forests, and flew towards the endless sea.
In the North Sea, all cruisers and destroyers of the British pursuit fleet began to accelerate. The actual distance between the two sides was only a short 17 kilometers. On the German defender's destroyer, the radar soldiers stared at the dozens of British warships on the screen, sweating.
"Should we do something?" On the bridge of the i-class destroyer, the first officer asked his captain with a look.
"In order to protect the poison, the gray wolf cannot be exposed." The captain sighed and said: "I can die, but not as a German spy gray wolf. I can only be the destroyer captain of the British Navy!"
"I will play a little bit and throw you into the sea." The first officer said with a smile: "If you are not dead, someone will prove it to you."
While talking, he drew out his pistol and aimed at the captain: "If you are still alive, tell the poison and let him tell the head of state, I will do my best for the rise of Germany!"
"Boo!" With a gunshot, a bullet hit the captain, the German spy gray wolf, and blood suddenly appeared. The first officer asked the soldiers on the bridge to return the gray wolf with a leg injury to the cabin where the British crew were held, and then took over the command of the entire bridge by themselves.
"Continue to accelerate, insert the middle of the two warships Hood and Prestige! Give a signal to the Prestige and say that our ship is ready to send out salvo torpedoes to disperse the other destroyers and cruisers." The first officer stood loudly on the bridge Ordered.
"Torpedo tubes aimed at both sides! Ready to fire torpedoes at the same time!" The first officer stared at the sea ahead and issued one command after another: "Long live Akado? Rudolph! Long live the Holy Third German Empire! We will Use our sacrifices in exchange for the greatest victory in the history of the German navy! "
"Victory!" Everyone shouted loudly with their right hands raised. The i-class destroyer dashed forward and dashed forward, narrowing the distance between the Hood and the Prestige in the front row, and in front of it, a British cruiser was also accelerating.
"Sell a flaw for a while and let the captured British sailors escape, at least to ensure that a few living people testify to the captain! Do you understand?" The first officer looked at his sweaty palm and smiled. : "We people should die here today, but some people must be alive! Don't envy those who are alive, because compared with them, who is happier is really hard to say!"
Yeah, if we can die for the motherland now, wouldn't it be a kind of happiness? Those who are alive have to continue to face the fearful environment of surrender, and struggle alone to survive in the enemy's den, continue to betray those friends who they call brothers and brothers, and continue to destroy another country that treats themselves well-compared to death Maybe these people who survived are even more miserable.
This is war, this is the war of spies. Like the fire of hell, his heart is scorching, suffering every minute and every second. To destroy another motherland for the motherland, and to murder those familiar faces who laughed loudly in the bar every day for victory.
God, it's getting bright. And the surrounding night was even darker. This was the brief darkness before dawn. This was the last chance for the British Navy.
"Boom!" The 381 mm caliber gun on the Hood fired, although the distance was not close, but it still fired, issued its own roar, and shot its shells at a relatively extreme distance.
"Boom!" The Prestige battlecruiser was not far behind, and launched his first volley attack. Although there were only four main guns in front, it still glowed like a dazzling flame in the darkness.
"Ready to launch torpedo!" On the bridge of the i-class destroyer, the first officer frowned as he watched the huge battleships on both sides fired artillery shells. At this moment, he did not know how far the two sides were. He could only rely on The fleet's behavior comes from vague judgments.
The destroyer is still accelerating and still overdrawing the power system. The speed of more than 30 knots is much faster than that of Hood and Prestige, which has been inserted in the middle of two giant battleships.
"Fire the torpedo! Then release the British sailors!" The first officer finally gave the order to let them occupy the telegraph room! From this moment, our undercover mission of the enemy camp is completely over!
"Boom!" The series of sounds were not loud under the influence of artillery firing in the distance. The torpedoes were shot into the water one by one, and immediately a white wave emerged towards the dark sea in the distance.
Just a few tens of seconds later, gunshots sounded on the i-class destroyer, the British sailors desperately took the guard's weapons, and there was a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides. The British sailors were in a raging situation, and the small German spies were suppressed in several places such as the bridge. They recaptured the telegraph room and immediately contacted their command ship.
"General Horan! A destroyer in the fleet sent a strange telegram." An officer handed the telegram to Horan: "It reads Be careful about the right torpedo."
"The right torpedo? A dozen class minutes ago, an i-class destroyer was going to pass between us and the reputation, I felt a little strange ... No! Order the warship to evade immediately!" Horan murmured, then immediately Scared out of cold sweat.
He finally knew what was the reason for the German Navy's risk. He finally knew why he felt the uneasy feeling that the winning ticket was still in hand. It turned out that this was the biggest nail the German had buried in the British navy, and he had so many choices to pick this nail!
"God! Are you really ruining the British Empire?" Admiral Horan wailed loudly from the sky.
At the same time as he wailed, there was a violent explosion on the port side of the Battle Cruiser of Prestige, and there were as many as three sounds. The three torpedoes hit the Prestige sideboard almost simultaneously, and a violent explosion occurred.
"Aim at that i-class destroyer! Open fire to sink it! Open fire to sink it! Sink it to me!" The sound of the explosion awakened Lieutenant General Horan, who was almost fainted by the gas. Colonel Cole, stunned by the sight, ordered aloud: "Open fire! Sink it!"
With high speed and long distance, Hood escaped four torpedoes, but the remaining torpedo still hit Hood. And because of the turn of the Hood, the torpedo hit the tail of the Hood firmly.
The sound of the explosion followed, and the violent shaking made Lieutenant General Holland stagger, holding his hand on the chart table beside. Then the Hood's secondary artillery fired, and the shells slammed into his own warship.
An English-style war in the English Channel is a must-have, and a destroyer has undergone a tremendous change because of the impending battle.