Tonight is the most tense time for Lieutenant Commander Oli Talvey, who is the captain of the Finnish Navy's flagship, the Ilmarinen, and fears not only for his own warship, but also for the honor of the entire Finnish Navy and the survival of the country. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The dark Gulf of Finland seems to be full of dangers, and no one can guarantee whether they will meet the Soviet fleet, not to mention the Soviet battleships in the current situation, even if they encounter a damn heavy cruiser, they can smash themselves and the Venamoinen behind them to the bottom of the sea, and going to sea in such a situation is simply a suicidal act!

But it is better to brave death than to stay in the port of Helsinki and wait for the bombing of the Soviet air force after dawn: Soviet planes have visited the port of Helsinki three times during the day, and compared to the ships that were sunk in the port, he and the Venamoinen were lucky, at least the power system was intact, and there was a chance to retreat.

At noon, a 250-kilogram bomb was hit in the rear main turret of the flagship, but fortunately it was a blasting shell, but the rear main gun became a pile of scrap metal, and the ammunition depot below was not detonated. The Venamoinen also received two small bombs, killing and wounding more than a dozen people.

Thinking of the Soviets' overwhelming air raids on the port during the day, they were a little afraid, "****** are crazy!" ”

The black pressure bomber group was to completely destroy the port, if it were not for the lack of berths, the two coastal defense ships (the Finnish called it, for the Venamoinen and the Yilmarinen, the international general use is generally called the shore defense battleship, and a few are called shallow water heavy gunboats. Floating at the side of a third-country merchant ship stranded in the harbor, and the Soviets seemed to be more interested in the port facilities than they did to send dive bombers, their own warship escaped during the day.

The Soviet planes have already discovered their own warships, and the Soviets, who occupy absolute air supremacy from any aspect, will surely bomb their own warships tomorrow, and the only option to protect the battleships is to leave the port at night and go to the Turku base, where there is a relatively powerful fighter base, and the distance is only a little more than 100 nautical miles, and the luck can be reached in several hours.

The fleet headquarters has been moved to land, and in normal times, he can command the arrival of warships with his eyes closed during the 100-nautical-mile voyage, but this time Talvi is really not confident -- one of the two frigates that has been serving as the flagship escort is already in the mud in the harbor, and the other has suffered two near-misses, completely losing its ability to navigate. Breaking through the blockade of the Soviet Navy without escort ships, Talvi could only count on God to really be on his side, and the Soviets were all blind tonight.

"Yervinin, what's the situation?" The silence was tense, and Talvey asked his co-captain to relax his nerves.

"Everything is fine, Captain." Yervinin was also nervous, and was even taken aback by Talvi's questioning.

"Closely monitor the sea situation."

"Yes, Captain."

According to the captain's order, Yervinin once again emphasized the various posts, in fact, even if there was no order, the people in each post were in the spirit of twelve, and everyone knew that it was not easy to have a bad night.

Tonight, Yervinin felt like a duck swimming in a pond full of piranhas, and he didn't feel safe at all.

The engines were already at maximum power, but the damn design only allowed the battleship to reach a speed of 14.5 knots, which was slower than some merchant ships. Although the Ilmarinen and the Venamoinen behind it combined had six 254 mm guns, the fleet would surely die if it encountered the Russians, not to mention the Russian submarines lurking under the surface.

The design of the Wienermoynen class was obviously too quick to achieve, with a compact structure and a shallow draft, but the 4,000-ton hull with two huge turrets and an unusually tall mast earned it the nickname "Lightship" from the day it entered service a few years ago.

The battleships in service in the 30s were only designed for a maximum speed of 16 knots, and their seaworthiness was poor, and as a result, they could only run 14.5 knots, and with weak armor, this was simply the best target. It's okay to support the attack on the other side, but it can only be by luck to break through the blockade of the Russians, and Yervinin has no confidence at all.

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As the C-1 got closer to its target, the atmosphere inside the boat became more and more tense.

"Raise the periscope."

Berg saw through the periscope that the target was becoming clearer and clearer, and the two shore defense battleships were entering their own ambush circle on the ideal course.

"Lower the periscope, the engine room is shut down."

The C-I slowly taxied for several hundred meters after turning off the motor before coming to a stop, waiting quietly under 12 meters of water.

"The speed of the target is not high, and according to the current situation, we will shoot all the first torpedoes at the first target in the first wave of attacks, and then turn around and attack the second target with the tail torpedo." Berg was confident that he would sink the first target in one fell swoop without splitting the torpedoes in the first torpedo compartment into two batches, and the dense calculation and optimal position gave him confidence that the attack after the turn would work.

"Yes, Captain." Marinesko immediately turned the captain's plan into a systematic directive, leaving the engine room and the tail torpedo compartment solemnly awaited.

Turning his head to pick up the phone on the bulkhead, "Saxo, I'm the captain, and I'll report to the command cabin every thirty seconds. ”

"Yes, Captain, every thirty seconds."

Instead of hanging up the phone, Berg handed it to the navigator.

Everything was normal, the targets did not change course, they were clearly going to leave the dangerous Gulf of Finland as quickly as possible on a single route.

"Raise the periscope."

"Yes, raise the periscope."

This time Berg adjusted the periscope to attack mode (there was only one periscope on the submarine of the "Stalin" type, instead of two or three, search periscope and attack periscope, as in modern submarines. "The first torpedo compartment, torpedo tubes No. 1 to No. 4 open the outer hatch of the torpedo tubes, ready for launch. Tail torpedo compartment, open the firing hatch of torpedo tubes No. 5-6. ”

The outer hatch of the torpedo tube, which had already been filled with water, opened, only a few strings of small bubbles bubbled, and the submarine was suspended under 12 meters of water and quietly waited for its prey.

"The torpedo compartment is ready!"

"Lower the periscope."

"Yes, lower the periscope."

Berg stared at his watch, he had just fixed the launch window.

"One launch!"

The torpedo chief "snapped" and closed the launch gate, "One launch!" ”

Everyone in the boat heard the roar of high-pressure air, and a 533-mm thermodynamic torpedo was pushed out of the torpedo tube by the huge air pressure, paused in the icy water, and then sped away at a high speed of 42 knots towards the target 1200 meters away with the scream of the propeller!

"Launch Two!"

There was another roar, and the second torpedo jumped out of the torpedo tube.

"Launch Three!"

"Launch Four!"

Before he had time to raise the periscope, Berg gave the order again in a loud voice: "The engine room is at full speed, heading 183, turn at full speed!" ”

The horizontal rudder helmsman in the command cabin quickly turned his direction while hearing the captain's command.

For a moment, the crew could even feel the hull tilting.

"Captain, the course has turned to 183." The helmsman debriefed loudly.

"Turn off the engine!"

"Raise the periscope" Berg himself controlled the height of the periscope, keeping it most hidden.

"Tail torpedo compartment, ready!"

"Ready!"

"Launch Five!"

"Launch Six!"

"Lower the periscope. Double-car half-speed, heading 090, maintaining depth. The first torpedo compartment, reloaded with torpedoes. ”

Marinesko relayed the captain's order to the cabins, and the attention of everyone in the command room was focused on the nautical clock fixed to the bulkhead.

"Torpedo No. 1 touches in thirty-five seconds!" Anton reported loudly.

"The torpedo is operating normally, and the target is still on its original course." The debriefing from the listening room stabilized people's hearts.

"25 seconds. 20 seconds. 15 seconds. 10 seconds. Anton's second count tightly tugged at the hearts of the whole boat, and his tense faces clearly revealed nervousness.

A dull explosion was heard, "One hits!" ”

"Ulla!" "Ulla!" "Ulla!" The crew unconsciously cheered, "No. 2 hits!" "Three hits!"

Three of the four torpedoes fired from the first torpedo compartment hit, and the Ilmarinen will surely die!

Berg was also excited, but not as excited as the crew.

"Torpedo No. 5 made contact after 10 seconds."

The command module became silent again, waiting silently. But, after 10 seconds nothing happened, the torpedo missed.

"Boom!" The dull sound of an explosion came again, "Hit!" Berg clenched his fists unconsciously.

"The engine room is shut down, the periscope is raised."

The sea surface is already a world of blood and fire, the Ilmarinen was completely torn apart by three powerful 533 mm torpedoes, although its sea surface observers found the traces of mines on the sea at the last moment, but when the Ilmarinen sounded the terrible siren, it was too late, the No. 1 torpedo hit the middle of its hull, and the violent explosion tore a large hole in the hull of the ship under the waterline with a width of more than ten meters!

The first target in Berg's vision was sinking, a large expanse of burning fuel oil on the surface of the sea, while the second target was still holding on, and some of the crew members were running in the firelight, as if trying to control the fire and prevent the battleship from sinking.

"Marinesco, I'll leave it to you." Berg gave way to the periscope.

"Captain!"

"What, don't you want to sink a shore defense battleship?"

Berg gave the young man the chance to strike the final blow, "Yes, Comrade Captain!" Lieutenant Alexandre Marinesco respectfully saluted the captain in front of him.

"Two cars and a quarter, heading 180. The first torpedo compartment, how is it going? ”

"Command module, in 5 minutes the No. 1 torpedo tube will be reloaded again."

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