The proximity fuse will effectively increase the killing ability, the collision fuze will explode only if it is contacted, and the proximity fuze, as long as it is close, it can explode, in the air, relying on shrapnel to kill, in the seawater, the incompressible seawater is the main way of explosive force transmission.

The Vigilant was hit, black smoke billowing from its rear engine room, it had lost its power system, and at this time, it was still fighting.

At the bow of the ship, in the gun emplacements of the two single-barreled 130mm B-13 2C naval guns in front, the gunners operate on the tilting and shaking deck.

"Boom!" There was a puff of smoke from the muzzle, and a 130-mm shell flew out of the muzzle and fired towards the position of the submarine in the distance.

The effective weapons against submarines are torpedoes and anti-submarine depth shells, while ordinary naval artillery shells are not very lethal to submarines.

With a sharp whistling, this 130-mm shell, burrowed into the water, and miraculously, there were no ricochets, and the naval guns fired at the surface of the water, and a considerable part of them boocheted.

When it entered the water, the red-hot warhead was instantly cooled by the seawater, and a layer of bubbles appeared around it, as if a red-hot soldering iron had been put into the water, but it was quickly cooled.

The sea water blocked in front of it, the resistance increased instantly, the rotating warhead did not give it any advantage, the surrounding sea water was driven by it, increasing its resistance, so, after advancing more than ten meters in the sea water, it churned and rolled randomly without any control.

There are still a few tens of meters away from the submarine, which is doomed to be in vain.

One after another, the advantage of the 130-mm gun was that it had a fast rate of fire, and the shells fell into the water, drawing a line with bubbles under the water, and soon this line did not have any regularity, sliding indiscriminately under the water.

"Full speed, right full rudder."

"Left full rudder, stop."

"Attention, No. 2 launch tube, electric torpedo, set depth of 2 meters, put!" Mohel continued to shout.

Those flying shells, in his eyes, were just a struggle before death.

If you are hit, you can only say that you are unlucky, the other party is just blindly firing into this sea area of your side, there is no accuracy at all, if there is a threat, at least it must be the battleship's 281 caliber or more naval guns, firing high-explosive shells, when entering the seawater, it is equivalent to a terrible depth charge, and may also cause some damage to yourself.

Now, it's like tickling, your periscope is 15 meters deep, and after the shell falls into the water, the distance of 15 meters is enough to attenuate its energy, not to mention that this is still the depth, if the shell is almost the same vertically, and all the shells are oblique, so the distance is even farther.

Because the opponent turned around, causing his own launch position to lose its advantage, he had to move the submarine and go around the opponent's side again, and now, a clear target appeared in his field of vision, so wonderful.

The second electric torpedo came out of the water, it silently pounced on the target, this time it was a fixed target, and the loss of power made the Vigilant not have any possibility of maneuvering at all, and in the periscope, it was perfectly visible that the target warship suddenly had an even more violent explosion from the middle!

The fire spread from the bottom, and the sailors on the Vigilance, still trying at the last moment, extinguished the fire, they wanted to save the warship, and at the same time, their guns were still firing.

"Fire, take out that damn submarine!"

The gunners were furious, watching each other go around to their side, watching each other reoccupy the firing position, and their turrets rotated with them, constantly aiming at each other, but in vain.

"Captain, our warship is sinking." Boris listened to Isakov's words, and his eyes were on fire: "We will definitely not abandon our mission, we will live and die with the battleship!" ”

His eyes looked at the sea behind him, and at this time, all the cargo ships were also firing fiercely.

If the crews were still Americans, they would have surrendered long ago, and according to the previously unwritten practice, the German submarines would have allowed them to lay down their lifeboats, allowed them to leave by boat, and then the German submarines would have surfaced again and killed the cargo ships with deck guns.

This is good for both sides, the crew will go back alive, and the submarine will reduce the consumption of torpedoes, but the victor will still be the German submarine, because the cargo ship sank.

And now they have become Soviet sailors, for whom life is secondary, and the cargo on board is the main thing, and it is about whether the Soviets can hold out or not, they are defending the property of the Soviets.

So now, the Soviet sailors will not give up the fight.

In general, cargo ships could not be armed, but this was in wartime, and for self-preservation, the newly built Liberty ships were already equipped with 4-inch deck guns (100 mm) in the stern against submarines on the surface, as well as various anti-aircraft guns against possible dive bombers.

This has become an armed cargo ship.

Cridis's heart was extremely nervous.

There were not many people on the cargo ship, each of them was a generalist, when there was no battle, they were lookouts, and when the battle came, they immediately became gunners.

Clitis had already arrived at the position of the tail gun, and at this time, the cargo ship he was on was also at full power, the coal-fired boiler was emitting black plumes of smoke and soaring into the sky, the three-stage steam engine was rumbling, and the bearded captain had ordered the ship to full rudder and accelerate in the direction of Kamchatka.

At the same time, the anti-submarine planes deployed on the Kamchatka Peninsula, after receiving the news, are also rushing to the scene, and it only takes ten minutes to get here and destroy the submarine.

No matter how brave the German submarines were, even able to surround the escort ships, they were always powerless against the aircraft, and as long as the anti-submarine planes arrived and dropped depth charges, they would definitely be able to take out, or at least expel these damned submarines.

They had to hold out until the anti-submarine aircraft arrived.

Clitis was not confident, he had already foreseen the end.

The Germans had too many submarines, and what he saw was only a part, and in this sea area, there were at least ten or more submarines besieging them.

The targets of the first wave of submarines were the ships that escorted the ship, which was originally anti-submarine, but now it has been beaten miserably because there are too many submarines.

When the escort warships are killed, none of these cargo ships will be able to escape!

Critis's eyes were fixed on the sea, most afraid of the sudden appearance of a bubbling torpedo, and at the same time, the corner of his eye swept to the sinking Vigilant.

The sea had reached the deck, but the gunners were still firing, but no submarines were interested in it.

After taking out the escort ships, it's time for the captains to feast on the cargo ships!