Chapter 918: Twelve. For the motherland (23)

() Until Roland introduced the artillery system to Charlemagne not long ago, the gunner was regarded as a profession monopolized by a small number of "artisans". Like a magician, it could only be controlled by a few talented people. However, this is not the case. Relying on the scientific system and technology, even a rookie who has undergone half a year of assault training, can still kill the veteran opposite in actual combat.
At no time should you underestimate the impact of technical generational differences on the battlefield. Under certain circumstances, a certain person’s spiritual opportunity is likely to catch the lives of many people-this has already been proven by history. If there is a gap of more than one generation in the entire technical system, the lagging party rarely wins. Especially in naval warfare, in recent times, there has been almost no case where the industrial capacity and technology lag behind to win a naval battle. (A rabbit in the South China Sea may be an exception, but it is more like a medieval battle over a ship than a missile-era naval battle.)
While Albion was still tinkering with the Armstrong slalom and accelerating the Armstrong gun, Charlemagne tried to rifle the Dahlgren smoothbore gun, adding the outer hoop to make it a rifle gun, and producing a small amount of Brooke rifle gun. The Defense Navy designer (you can also call them "crazy" ╮(╯▽╰)╭) has pondered the ultimate version of H44, linking three battleships into a trimaran (Cao Cao: This ship is so familiar... ?◇?)?), the ultimate battleship equipped with four twin-mounted 52x diameter 800㎜ main guns. On the drawing board of the Air Force designer, a giant air battleship with a total length of 19 kilometers and code-named "Super Star Destroyer" appeared-the reason why it is so crazy is because the 16-inch big root on the "Emperor" can no longer satisfy them. The pursuit of large ships and giant artillery...
The gap between the industrial capacity and technological level of the two sides is so large.
The above statement may be somewhat abstract and somewhat incomprehensible. But at this moment, the officers and soldiers on the four armored ships of the first guerrilla force of the Royal Charlemagne family are deeply understanding these precious truths with life and soul.
Charlemagne’s artillery officer was still smeared with oil and sweat, using a sextant to observe the impact point of the ranging sub-cannon, the sun, the sea level, the enemy ship and his own angle, and solved it with a slide rule on the map. When a data with a validity of no more than three seconds, three rounds of "half volley" were hit across the opposite side, and the impact point was closer than once, and I saw that the route of the "Glorious" was about to be inserted, forming a T-shaped cross positions. At that time, the opponent will be able to shoot with all artillery, and it is foreseeable that it will be a fierce and lethal volley.
A scream came again from the top of the head, followed by another 6 water columns. Unlike the previous one, the water column mixed with the dye was almost within reach. The observation hand held the mast tightly and watched with horror as the green water column rose to He fell again at the same height as him, and then the "Glory" shook violently, as if grabbed by the giant's hand and fiddled with it. Objects collide and fall, and the wailing of a hapless egg falling off his hands and feet comes from the soles of his feet, all the way to the heart of the young sailor.
"Go ahead! Don't back down! The engine room maximizes horsepower!"
The fleet commander's angry roar once changed the noise of the gunfire, but this is probably an illusion. The sound that humans can make cannot exceed 155mm shells. Moreover, the main gun of the "Nuremberg" is semi-automatic loading, the maximum rate of fire is 15 rounds per minute (the limit rate of fire is 20 rounds per minute), and now in order to maintain accuracy, the rate of fire is controlled at 10 rounds per minute. But for the Charlieman sailors who had never experienced the baptism of high-speed gunfire, every second seemed to have shells falling from the sky. They could not hear what the commander of the fleet was roaring.
"Hold on your post! Do not leave your post without permission!"
Everyone standing in the open-air bridge instinctively locked his neck. The Marquis of Fort Renault supported the magnetic compass and stubbornly stood on the left and right decks, shaking his thin body straight, and happened to the surroundings. Everything is angry and indifferent.
Perhaps the commander of the fleet is to stabilize the military and boost morale, but his brave performance has not been fully rewarded. The cold shells are more convincing than the hero's speech, and the critical weapons will never be more than the criticism of weapons. In order to enhance the effect, the Marquis of Fort Reynolds injected a stimulant into his men.
"We still have a special attack aircraft carrier! In a few minutes, dozens of special attack aircraft will take off, and those sharp ears will not be arrogant for long!"
Just as the Marquis of Fort Renault promised victory, the gunner of the "Nuremberg", Camp, did little correction. Although several previous half-volleys failed to hit the target, this is still in the stage of finding the head. As the "Nuremberg" turned right again by 20 degrees, the main gun group of the stern was about to enter the battle. With excellent optical rangefinders and gun-sight radars, Major Kamp has now accurately measured the distance to the enemy ship Glory. With a habitual sneer, the major reported a set of revised data. The operator enters the data into the operation panel according to the instructions. Through the terminal display, one can see that a series of parameter blocks synchronized with the indicators in the main turret are constantly changing numbers, and finally freeze down to point to a set of data.
"The main gun fired at full speed."
Camp categorically ordered. After a few seconds, all 12 main guns of the "Nuremberg" fired the "Glory" for the fourth time. Observers and gun-sight radar clearly captured the scene of the "Glory" being caught by the lifted water column. , But failed to observe the smoke column and the flash of the hit, which somewhat upset them. However, the moment to decide the fate of both parties is coming soon...
At this moment, the special attack aircraft motherships "Beyond" and "Clemenceau", which had been given high hopes by the Marquis of Fort Reynolds, were nervously preparing to issue deadly loads on board. With the main fleet as a cover to gain time, plus the ground crew on the ship are all veterans who have participated in the sneak attack on Spaka Bay. When the fourth round of salvo by the Nuremberg, the two special attack aircraft mother ships had 84 The special attack aircraft was ready to go on the deck, and the huge mother ship was turning to head the wind. In another five minutes... as long as five more minutes, this deadly assault force will rise into the air, and slay death and destruction to the pointed ears heresy.
The commander of the special attack aircraft mobile unit, Major General De Estre, was holding his binoculars with his hands full of sweat. Up to now, his luck can be said to be good and a bit hot. Now he only has to continue to do this. With his luck, he will climb to a new peak in life and career...
However, as we know, any behavior that is too greedy is destined to be punished by fate.
"The target confirms that the attack will be launched at the same time as the air force in 10 seconds."
After giving the order with the light signal, Lieutenant Darryl, the commander of the amphibious MDS Turtle Pavilion, took a deep breath. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the radio placed in the locker. If he could listen to a piece of light music at this time, he would not be so nervous even in the face of a million enemy troops.
The countdown of 10 seconds soon ended, and the hull in the distance suddenly began to accelerate and turn. Obviously, they found the Kemp method aircraft group that began to enter the dive bombing at high altitude and carried out maneuver avoidance. Perhaps they still had a slight fluke and felt that the few humble bombs could not take their own big battleships. Maybe they thought their steering skills were enough to attack from the 4 aircraft formation.
"...Naive."
With a slight mumble, the pink turtle-shaped head flashed on the disk-shaped head of the "Guiba", and four streamlined bodies like a large number of spheres and arcs spliced ​​up from behind the hidden reef, driven by the water jet propulsion device. The monocular body rushed towards the full speed and stared at the sky closely, and did not feel prey to the threat from underwater.
With the compound detection equipment "Unit. Limba" equipped on the right hand by the captain aircraft, even the deep sea without sunlight can quickly detect and depict the sailing route, not to mention the unpolluted civilization, the water depth of 2, 30 meters is still clear Southern Ocean at the bottom. After only a moment, they had approached the "Beyond", and the bottom of the wooden hull crawling with barnacles filled Daryl's vision.
"Do it!"
The murderous command burst out, and the miniaturized electric torpedo hanging on the back of the turtle was separated from the body. After a pause in the water, the steel eels crossed the sea water and rushed to the "Beyan" without a trace.
"Beyond" was still unable to detect the end of the time until now, they were shocked by the encounter of the wing ship. The four "Fritz-X" dropped by the "Kemp method" accurately hit the center lift and flight deck of the "Clemenceau". After a while, two loud noises came, and then a strong flash burst, and the bow of "Clemenceau" flew out almost on the spot. Shortly afterwards, the special attack aircraft and ammunition piled up in the hangar began to be detonated. Due to the lack of sufficient vents, the power of the explosion was further amplified. Every time a "swelling" occurred, the hull of the "Clemenceau" was shaking. The debris and human body dragged by the flames were thrown high and fell into the sea with a scream.
At this moment, eight electric torpedoes also came to the end and plunged into the bridge of the
Beyan
. As several special attack aircraft waiting to be dispatched were placed in the hangar below, the storm caused by the chain explosion blew the entire bridge into the sky. Major General De Estre and all combatants in the bridge were killed on the spot. The entire second half of the flight deck collapsed completely, and the hangar deck burned beyond recognition, leaving the dead pilots and the bones of the ground crew bombed.
When the mobile unit suffered a disaster, the destruction also fell on the armored fleet.
After completing the steering action, the "Nuremberg" further corrected the trajectory for the fifth volley. It was another crossover, and it clearly made a hit. Observers clearly saw a burst of fire from the bow, crotch, and rear mast of the "Glorious" ship from the objective of the optical rangefinder. The excited young man had no time to shout a "hit." The scene in the objective lens then forced him to swallow other laments that could be exported in the future. The same is true of the Charlemagne.
"Glory" hit a total of three armor-piercing shells. The first shot penetrated the bow of the ship and fell into the sea. The second shot hit a gun door that could not be opened due to a malfunction. This shot was still a dud, but the powerful impact killed everyone on the second deck of the gun on the spot. The gunner’s broken arm and stump were flying around, his heart hitting someone’s head from the ruptured chest, and blood and minced meat flowed down the deck to the lower chamber. The last and most deadly shot hit the ammunition depot and exploded there. Thick smoke billowed out of every crack in the hull. The towering armored warship instantly turned into a volcano about to erupt. About three seconds later, a shocking explosion occurred.
Several artillery pieces and armor debris flew into the sky~EbookFREE.me~Deeply splashed into the sea and on the shell of the shocking wing ship, accompanied by the sound of "clang" that frightened everyone, was once considered to be the world The glory of the strongest battleship disappeared in this way. From beginning to end, she failed to fire even one shell at the enemy.
The pride of King Charlemagne’s navy has now become the record of the "Nuremberg", and it is difficult to restrain himself for a while like Major General Marshall. In addition, the 4 submarine groups sent by the Signal Corps a minute ago have completed the siege of the enemy fleet. Bulletin. In this short moment, the situation has changed decisively.
"Captain, send signals to the enemy forces to surrender. The Charlemagne have shown their courage, and it is time for us to show gentlemanship."
"Observe, sir."
"By the way, let the kitchen stock some ice drinks, I think guests will like it."
"Observe, sir."
Captain Rangsdorf saluted gracefully and turned to assign tasks to his men. Major General Marshall picked up his telescope again and looked at the burning sea, whistling softly.