"Boom!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Major Yoshikasa jumped into the sea, the bow of the cruiser Isuzu behind him was hit by a 406 mm shell, followed immediately by two 152 mm shells in a series of shocking explosions.
The Isuzu was blown open with two huge gaps. The four Type 3 140mm turrets on the front and middle decks of the ship and the ship island were razed to the ground in the raging fire. The sailors were thrown dozens of meters high by the shock wave.
"ah……"
Seawater poured into the hull cabin through the gap. The large amount of water intruded and the broken hull of the Isuzu, which was emitting thick black smoke, made a heart-wrenching metal tearing and twisting sound, "Creak!" After being directly broken into two pieces, Then he quickly dragged more than 400 Japanese soldiers on board and sank to the bottom of the sea.
"Zhenghejun..."
Haruo Osamu's eyes were about to burst. You must know that Captain Masaga Hideyama on the Isuzu was its best friend, but he unexpectedly walked in front of it.
"Damn Chinese people, let Longtian speed up, we still have a chance of winning..."
"Boom! Boom!"
Before Colonel Haruo finished speaking, the crumbling light cruiser Avukuma was hit hard by two 152mm artillery shells again. One shell broke through the weak armor of the ship island and exploded in the command and cockpit.
The scorching shock waves and metal fragments rushed through the three-story island cabin, opening a bloody mouth and taking away the lives of Colonel Haruo and the rest of the crew.
The remaining shell penetrated the middle of the hull, detonated in the ammunition compartment on the upper deck between the two Type 3 140mm main guns, and a colorful fireworks show reappeared.
Three Fuso cruisers were sunk one after another, leaving only the scarred Ryota of the 2nd Mine Squadron, still lingering at a speed of 12 knots.
Lieutenant Commander Yoshimura Masaki, the captain of the Ryota, had a look of determination in his eyes: "Bagaya Road, we are the only ones left now... Warriors, please give me a chance!"
Who would have known that at this moment, the Fuso sailor's ecstatic voice came out from the microphone:
"Your Excellency, Captain, our ship has arrived 9 nautical miles away from the enemy ship, and our main gun is within range!"
The longest range of the 3-year-old 140mm main gun is 17.5 kilometers. The reason why the gun was not fired before was because the range was not enough, but now their range is finally reached!
The East China Sea Fleet's artillery fire gradually became sparse, not as dense as before.
These two pieces of good news made Yoshimura Masaki burst into tears, and he turned to say with enthusiasm in his eyes:
"Yo Xi! Yo Xi! The enemy ship doesn't seem to have many shells left. Now it's finally our turn to fight back. Warriors, aim at the enemy ship and shoot!"
The mechanical fire control currently used by the Fuso Kingdom is too backward. In this era, various parameters must be entered manually, and then the parameters required for firing can be obtained, and then the main gun can be directed to fire.
However, the Fuso sailors were well-trained and quickly operated the Type 3 140mm main gun on the bow of the Ryota to quickly target the enemy ship directly ahead.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
…
In the command cabin of the battleship Canglong's island 9 nautical miles away, Xu Yunfeng was eating an apple and watching the sailors who were well-trained in shooting at the lone ship in the distance as a target ship.
He excitedly raised the high-powered telescope and observed the impact of the hit from a high position.
After seeing the appalling hit rate in his field of vision again, Xu Yunfeng couldn't help complaining about the coordination problems between the various combat departments on the ship.
"Damn it, Lao Jing, show me. After temporarily losing the help of fire control radars and fire control computers, our gunnery officers, observers, calculators, aimers... are all useless. Look at each of our ships. The rate of fire and accuracy are as fast as a landslide!"
"Hey, Captain, after all, we have a lot of trainee sailors on the ship, and I think using fire control radars and computers is very trouble-free. It can also play a huge advantage in night battles. Moreover, using radars and computers, our hit rate is also very high. Not bad..." Jing Hong smiled awkwardly, making excuses for the poor hit rate.
After that, Jing Hong also raised the high-powered telescope and saw the Longtian in the distance taking advantage of the two people talking to take advantage of how many more shells they had eaten.
The ship's islands were razed to the ground, and the ship's hull, which was covered in raging fire and dark smoke, was also tilted severely and stagnant, and waves surged onto the deck.
"Uh-huh!"
Unexpectedly, at this time, the remaining artillery on the bow of the Ryota would control the 140mm main gun on the bow to fire the last shot before the ship sank.
Moreover, this gun may have been blessed by Amaterasu Japanese God, and it actually hit the ship of the Patriot Army.
"Boom!"
However, their attack target seemed to be wrong. The Japanese soldiers seemed to have water in their heads, and one shot hit the armored belt on the side of the battleship Soryu.
The Soryu is a North Carolina-class battleship. Although it is a fast battleship and its protection is not as good as that of the "South Dakota", it still has 14,000 tons of armor.
There is even a 305 mm inclined armor steel plate on the armor belt, which is enough to withstand the firing of 356 mm artillery shells. The 140 mm jelly bean cannon fell on it without causing any effective damage.
However, Jing Hong still showed a look of pain: "Okay, Captain, we just took delivery of a brand new battleship. The whole ship still smells of fresh paint right after it was disembarked. This has directly stained the paint on our hull."
"I'm sorry to mention that it's because the various departments on the ship didn't cooperate enough and the cruiser hasn't been sunk for so long that it turned our new ship into a second-hand ship."
"In the future, we need to urge the sailors to strengthen their training. We cannot rely solely on electronic technology for everything. What if the so-called radar and computer on the top of our ship island are damaged one day? We will have to use the old method..."
Xu Yunfeng was open-minded. After finishing speaking, he threw away the apple core and walked towards the captain's room without looking back.
Jing Hong shook his head and came outside the communication cabin. After showing his ID to the sailor carrying an MP40 submachine gun at the door, he walked into the cabin and ordered the secret operator:
"The first-class secret power Jinling Command said that our fleet accidentally encountered four Fuso light cruisers in the Baodao Strait and has sunk them all. After completing the aftermath, our fleet will immediately set sail for Zhangzhou Bay..."
"Yes, Chief Officer Jing!"
The three cryptographers had a clear division of labor. They opened the drawer and took out the code book. After opening it to find the corresponding key, the cryptographer's fingers were flying on the 26 metal buttons of the encryption machine. There were 12 sets of metal rotors covered with codes inside the cryptography machine. , also rotates rhythmically.
If a knowledgeable translator sees this cipher machine, he will definitely call Lu Xiaojia a "dead pervert!" Because this cipher machine is the Lorentz cipher machine with hellish cracking difficulty.
In order to prevent errors in intelligence transmission, Lu Xiaojia equipped the main communications departments of the Patriot Army with unparalleled Lorenz and Enigma cipher machines.
Without the intervention of modern computers, it is not impossible for these external forces to crack the encrypted messages of the Patriot Army.
For example, let 10 scholars who are proficient in mathematics calculate for 20 million years without sleep, and then theoretically they can decipher the second-level encrypted message of the Patriot Army.
If you still want to decipher the first-level encrypted message, then add another 40 million years of working time.
