At the sound of Lütjans's order, the sea boiled. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

The cruisers Cologne, the Emden, and four destroyers rushed head-on to the enemy fleet.

Behind them, the sound of cannon roared and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

Sixteen 381-mm, 12-283-mm and 24-203-mm naval guns opened fire almost at the same time, and a series of muffled thunders rang out on the surface of the sea where the German High Seas Fleet was located, as if Thor, the god of thunder, had descended on the earth.

The smoke from the guns was fired, mixed with black smoke from the chimneys, and floated around the rough and undulating sea, and dark clouds hung over the fleet.

Dozens of huge shells swirled and burst out of the dark clouds, piercing the thin mist of the early morning and falling into the British fleet, stirring up countless tall columns of water.

Almost at the same time, Chen Dao clearly saw in the telescope that a dark cloud suddenly rose in the British fleet, and the dark cloud was mixed with "electric light".

The British opened fire, and Chen Dao subconsciously grabbed the handrail and stabilized his body.

More than ten seconds flashed by, and the heavy cruiser Blücher, which was south of the Prinz Eugen and facing the bow of the ship, was instantly surrounded by more than a dozen tall white water columns.

The 205-meter-long hull of the Blucher, with a hull of more than 14,000 tons, instantly turned into a flat boat, floating in the "fountain" group, which could be torn to pieces at any time.

"What's going on? Why did the British concentrate their fire on the Blücher? Chen Dao asked puzzled.

Lütjans solemnly looked at the column of water around the Blucher that had been reluctant to fall for a long time, and shouted in surprise: "God forbid, the capital ships of the British are concentrating their fire on Blucher, and they must have mistaken Blucher for our battleship." ”

As soon as Lu Teyansi's words fell, Chen Dao saw in the telescope that lightning flashed again from the British fleet opposite.

More than ten seconds later, columns of water burst into the sky around the Blucher again.

The closest column of water to the Blucher was almost close to the bow of the ship, and Chen Dao's scalp tightened for a while.

The Blucher was a heavy cruiser of the same class as the Prinz Eugen, with armor thickness ranging from 25 mm to 80 mm, and the turret covered only a small part of the ship, although it was 165 mm thick.

Armor of this thickness will definitely not be able to withstand the armor-piercing shells of the main guns of the opposing battleship. As if the armor of the T-34 tank was as powerless in the face of 88-mm anti-aircraft guns.

Blucher was about to suffer, and Chen Dao was worried about the brother of the Prinz Eugen.

On the bridge of the battlecruiser USS Hood, Ralph. Colonel Cole was equally worried.

USS Hood, the largest battle cruiser in the world. With a standard displacement of 42,100 tonnes and four twin 15-inch guns with a speed of 31 knots, the Royal Navy is considered the pride of the Royal Navy.

No one is perfect, and the Hood is no exception.

The Hood's weakness was its fragile horizontal armor. The weakest point is only 19 mm, and most are 25 to 38 mm.

Colonel Cole, as captain, was well aware of the weaknesses of the battlecruiser Hood.

As soon as the battle broke out, Colonel Cole ordered the Hood to charge at full speed behind the cruiser and destroyer formations, trying to shorten the distance to the enemy ships as quickly as possible.

Because the farther the engagement, the greater the angle of the German shells to the horizontal plane as they fell, the more likely it was to hit the vulnerable deck of the Hood.

The Hood's massive body of more than 40,000 tons, against the backdrop of emaciated light cruisers and destroyers, was instantly recognized by the experienced Ruetjens, and was immediately attacked by concentrated fire.

Through the bridge glass. Glancing at the water column around the Hood, Colonel Cole's hairs stood on end.

The Germans are attacking the Hood with concentrated fire! There were at least a dozen fifteen-inch cannons.

Sweat trickled down the gap in the brimmed hat on his head and down Colonel Cole's chin.

As a member of the heroic Royal Navy, and commanding the Hood, which the Royal Navy is proud of, even if he is in a desperate situation, he can only move forward and cannot retreat.

The Hood slashed at the German fleet, and the four fifteen-inch guns in the bow pointed to the port side at eleven o'clock, and fired two salvos in succession, aimed at the heavy cruiser Blucher.

The silhouette of the Blucher is very similar to that of the Bismarck-class battleships, with the same four twin main guns. Two in the bow and two in the stern.

At a distance of nearly 20,000 meters, there is the interference of mist and gunsmoke, as well as the optical illusion brought by the position, looking from afar. The Blucher was almost identical to the Bismarck-class battleships.

The Blucher rushed to the southernmost south of the German High Seas Fleet, and Colonel Kohl habitually regarded it as a flagship, and did not hesitate to target the Blucher.

After two salvos, the gunners of the four main guns in the bow of the Hood skillfully reloaded.

The bolt opened, huge shells were stuffed into the chamber of the MK1 fifteen-inch naval gun, and the gunner pushed the shell deep into the chamber with a push rod. The cartridge then entered the chamber of the cannon, and the bolt snapped shut.

"The front main gun is ready, fire."

The four fifteen-inch guns spewed gray-black gunpowder smoke at the same time, and the rumbling cannon sound and invisible shock wave shook Colonel Cole's eardrums, and his body couldn't help but lean back slightly.

When the obscure black smoke cleared, Colonel Cole exclaimed, "Hit, we hit it, it's smoking." ”

Two fifteen-inch shells hit the Blucher solidly.

An armor-piercing shell hits the bow B turret.

The 70 mm armor on the top of the turret was torn like a piece of paper, and the twisted and deformed warhead of the huge armor-piercing bullet hit the tail loading part of the twin 203 mm main gun, and with a loud bang, it rolled and flew out, hitting the 150 mm thick steel plate at the tail of the turret.

The powerful impact of the cannonball tore through the B turret, sending it flying into the air, leaving only steel parts and broken corpses scattered all over the ground.

Another armor-piercing shell hit the port side of the Blucher, and the shell swirled through countless layers of armor until the food depot stopped.

Layers of steel plates of varying thicknesses were drilled out of waist-thick bullet holes, the edges of which twisted into jagged shapes and emitted heat.

Countless pipes break, spewing out gases and liquids.

In the food store, flour is flying, potatoes and cabbage are scattered and rolling, and countless carrots lie in the middle.

Twenty-seven crew members were killed, blood flowed on the floor of the various cabins, and large drops of blood stained the walls.

Black smoke swept the fiery serpent out of the cabin. Drift in the wind and soar into the sky to report to the Hood on the masterpiece it has just created.

Colonel Cole's shouts and praise soon reached the ship's bow main turret, and the gunners were demoralized. The speed of reloading shells has skyrocketed.

In the ammunition compartment under the turret, the loader feeds the shells into the gun machine, which squeaks and squeaks into the turret, and then pushes the gun into the chamber.

Before the Hood could fire a fourth salvo, Colonel Cole distinctly heard a deafening explosion behind him. The floor under his feet also shook slightly.

A 381-mm shell hit the middle of the Hood, blowing off the turret of a four-inch anti-aircraft gun, killing the entire crew inside, and igniting the deck of the lifeboat, sending flames and black smoke from the middle of the Hood.

"The damage management department immediately reported the loss and casualties." Colonel Cole shouted.

Without waiting for the damage management department to reply, Colonel Cole quickly issued a second order.

"Turn the rudder twenty degrees to the right, and the stern gun is ready to fire."

Colonel Cole's mind had now cleared up from his enthusiasm for going into battle.

The German fleet was moving from north to south, flanked by their own fleet, and the bow and stern guns could fire at the same time.

Our fleet was moving from east to west, with the bow facing the German High Seas Fleet. Only the bow gun can exert its power.

The Hood was no exception, only the four main guns in the bow were able to take part in the battle, half of the firepower was wasted, and now the unfavorable situation had to be reversed.

Under the strict orders of Colonel Cole, the Hood made a beautiful tail flick, and the slender hull of the ship made huge waves in the water, and the bow turned to the right.

Colonel Cole's order was realistic, but ignored the wound in the middle of the Hood's hull.

Opposite the Hood, about 15,000 kilometers across the battlefield, the rangefinder of the battleship Bismarck was firmly locked onto the Hood.

With a sharp turn of action. The middle part of the Hood's smoke and flames was exposed to the eyes of the German observers, which was tantamount to shouting and firing at us.

The gunners in the bow of the Bismarck worked together to adjust the muzzle elevation angle, then loaded the shells into the breech and fired a deadly half-broadside fire.

Four cannons opened fire at the same time. Ten seconds later, four shells fell rapidly over a distance of 15,000 kilometers.

Three columns of water rose from the port side of the center and aft part of the Hood's hull, the most recent of which was less than twenty meters away.

Tons of sea water fell on the Hood, but it could not extinguish the fire of purgatory on the Hood.

The only armor-piercing shot hit between the Hood's main mast and the No. 3 turret, and the shell drilled through the deck and into the interior of the Hood.

The tooth-sore metal crash sounded one after another, and the deadly "drill bit" easily drilled through the six decks and through the six bulkheads. Plunged headlong into the aft turret ammunition compartment and whizzed into the 300 tons of high-explosive hoarded in the ammunition compartment.

There was a muffled sound in the middle and rear of the Hood's hull, and the hull jerked off the surface.

The violent jolt was transmitted from the stern to the bow of the ship, and Colonel Cole's body flew off the ground and slammed into the glass of the bridge, bouncing off the ground like a meat bullet before rolling a few times before stopping.

Colonel Cole's ears roared, and his eyes were pitch black, mixed with countless Venus.

The mouth is also a myriad of salty-smelling liquids.

From a distance, puffs of smoke of varying thicknesses emerged from the cracks of the Hood, stretched and thickened over the Hood, and merged into one, connecting the clouds with the Hood.

From the stern to the bow, the hull of the Hood playfully jumped in the sea and broke in two, as if it had been snapped by a pair of invisible hands at both ends.

The moment the Hood jumped, the broken mast, the steel door of the cabin, and the fragments of armor peeled off the hull and flew into the sea, crackling and splashing countless columns of water.

The battered stern sank into the sea in the blink of an eye, and the first half of the hull of the fish-stricken ship was supported in less than four minutes before Colonel Cole and hundreds of crew members followed the stern into the sea, leaving only countless ship debris and black oil stains on the surface.

The smoke cleared, and the sea where the Hood once stood was empty.

Chen Dao put down the binoculars, slapped the window sill, and muttered to himself:

"The Hood is finished, the Blucher is dead, and we're finally even."

Chen Dao raised his hand and looked at his watch, only six and a half minutes before the naval battle began. (To be continued.) )