Explosions, vibrations, flames, smoke, junior officers and sailors shouted and ran around, but Heihachiro Togo still stood in his place like a sculpture, staring at Lucia's fleet thousands of meters away, as if completely unaware that his flagship had been damaged. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, he was well aware of the blow to the Mikasa, and just didn't want to care about it - that was Gengo Hayasaki's accusation, and he didn't need to ask about it personally, and the Admiral Daisa would report the situation himself.

"Our ship lost two fifteen-centimeter guns, twenty-five people were killed and fifty-seven were wounded." The captain's voice came.

"Lost two guns?" Before Heihachiro Togo could speak, Yuzaburo Kato had already asked his question: "Completely destroyed or partially destroyed?" ”

"Completely destroyed." Gengo Hayasaki's expression was a little ugly.

"How can it be so serious?"

"It is speculated that our ship was hit by a 20-centimeter shell, and the explosion also caused the ammunition stacked near the gun emplacement to detonate. However, we were lucky," the Admiral Osa said, with a look of rejoicing, "because the battle was fierce, and there wasn't much ammunition left in either gun emplacement. ”

"Really? Then the ammunition accumulated near the gun emplacement should be returned to the ammunition depot immediately. Yuzaburo Kato ordered.

If there is a danger that ammunition placed near the gun emplacement will be detonated, they should be returned to safety. He believed that Heihachiro Togo would make the same decision, even though he didn't say a word, not even a turn of his head.

He can issue orders on behalf of the Commander of the Combined Fleet.

Yuzaburo Kato didn't hesitate.

But Gengo Hayasaki moved faster than him. "I've issued the order."

Yuzaburo Kato breathed a sigh of relief and let the heart that had been lifted return to its original position. But after only a second, he began to have a headache.

He heard Cox's shouting.

"Return the excess ammunition to the ammunition depot? No, you can't! The columnist was emotional, "We can't make a bad decision that will reduce the rate of fire because of the slightest danger." Gentlemen, we must maintain a multi-fold more ammunition projection than the Russians in order to drown them with shells before they can cause damage to us......"

Yuzaburo Kato forced himself to filter out the terrible noise Cox made. This arrogant guy doesn't understand anything, but he likes to babble about "ammunition projection", "fire density", or whatever it is, and once it starts, it goes on and on, as if it doesn't achieve its goal.

Yuzaburo Kato had a bit of an impulse and wanted to call in a few sailors, drag the guy back to the cabin, lock him up again, or find a place where no one was paying attention and throw him into the sea. Unfortunately, this very beautiful idea could only remain in his mind, and he could not really put it into practice, and the only thing he could do was to give full play to the endurance of the Yamato nation.

The Yamato people have the toughest spirit in the world, and even in the face of earthquakes and tsunamis and rescue never arrived, they can continue to live an unhurried life in the midst of hunger and cold, without rioting, without looting, without abandoning personal glory, and in search of food in the garbage heap - if anyone does these acts, they are no longer worthy to be called Japanese.

Yuzaburo Kato firmly believes that he is a real Japanese person who can always endure the nonsense of that rice country columnist.

But he still couldn't help but curse the guy.

"The hateful Mi Guoyan, both stupid and arrogant." He scolded in a voice so faint that even he couldn't hear it himself, but still not reassured, and carefully watched Cox's reaction out of the corner of his eye, afraid that he would hear a word.

He didn't hear it, and was still attacking Gengo Hayasaki with the gibberish that spewed out of his mouth like machine-gun fire.

Yuzaburo Kato cast a sympathetic look at the sad-faced Admiral Osa, waited for a few seconds, then put it away and turned to the Lucian fleet.

The battleships of the Lucians were all in battle - and so were the battleships of the Combined Fleet. The two fleets, maintaining maximum formation speed, one after the other, exchanged all their gunfire in a confrontation of less than three nautical miles.

They were so close, and the fire of the two fleets was so fierce, thousands of shells flew out of the muzzles every minute, and the dense columns of water and thick smoke even blocked part of the view, no matter how low the gunners of the two countries hit, many ammunition hit the target, causing one explosion after another.

Yuzaburo Kato could see the flames rising from the Lucian battleship, and the constant vibrations of the Mikasa told him that he was not in much better position than his Lucia counterpart.

Another tremor. When the smoke cleared, Yuzaburo Kato saw that there was already a huge hole in the beautiful teak deck in front of the main gun.

"It's a shame." He sighed.

"No wonder some people say that a battle between battleships is like two eggs smashing each other with a hammer." Mayuki Akiyama followed suit and expressed his exclamation.

"Whoever hits the opponent first wins?"

"Yes." Mayuki Akiyama replied.

"So who do you think can hit the opponent first, us or the Lucia?" Yuzaburo Kato asked with interest.

"I'm ......" Akiyama Mayuki had just said the first word when an uncomfortable voice interjected.

"No doubt, of course we are!" The columnist confidently exclaimed, "Gentlemen, as long as we maintain the starting rate of fire, we can kill the Russians before they hit us." ”

Yuzaburo Kato pretended not to hear him and immediately turned his head away. Mayuki Akiyama hesitated for a moment, then made the same decision. Cox had no choice but to surrender his gaze to Gengo Hayasaki, but the Admiral Osa had already slipped to the other side of the bridge first.

For the first time, disappointment manifested on Cox's face, and then confusion turned to bewilderment.

"Am I saying something wrong?" He asked in a low voice, half to himself.

No one answered his question. Cox shrugged, expecting Ogasawara to be here—perhaps his only friend. But Ogasawara Nagayo was not on the bridge, and he volunteered to take command of the Mikasa's front guns, and the request was granted—thinking about this, Cox began to consider whether he should go there as well.

Before he could make a decision, Heihachiro Togo suddenly broke the silence.

"Inform the fleet and follow the flagship for a 180-degree turn." He commanded.

An officer saluted, then ran away to relay the order.

"One hundred and eighty degrees of turn?" Cox thought for a moment and exclaimed, "A 180-degree turn at such a time?" Admiral Togo, forgive me for my presumptuousness, but that would put us at a disadvantage. ”

"The wind is now not in our favour, the spray and smoke are interfering with the gunner's vision, and we have to take action to change the situation." Heihachiro Togo replied.

"But ......"

No one stopped, and Cox himself stopped.

There was no need to ask Heihachiro Togo's orders, it was the boss's instructions, and he knew that he had better follow it strictly.

Cox stepped aside and waited. After a while, the combined fleet began to make its bold turn.

This move of it was immediately discovered by Vizofort and his chief of staff.

"What do Japanese monkeys want to do?" The chief of staff speculated, "Are they going to get the upper hand and mitigate the effects of the smoke and waves?" It's crazy, don't the commanders of the Japanese know ......"

He did not go any further, and the Japanese commander must have known that a 180-degree turn would affect the fleet's firepower - the ships that had already turned would block the range of other ships until the entire fleet had turned. It's crazy and stupid. The chief of staff thought. But now is also a good opportunity.

"We should concentrate our firepower on the Japanese battleships that have turned." He suggested.

"That's what I mean." Vizofort excitedly shouted, "Concentrate our artillery fire and bombard the flagship of the Japanese monkeys." Colonel, you see, how interesting, those stupid fellows sent it back again. ”

The Chief of Staff understood what he meant. The battleship flying the Z flag had already left the range of fire of the "Eagle", and the "Borodino" could not fire at it with half of its gunfire, and it seemed that the "Alexander III" and the old battleships of the Baltic Fleet had no chance to damage it again, but it turned back.

"That's great, General." He praised and thanked God for once.

"Yes, that's great, Colonel." "This time, I won't ...... it."

"Attention, shelling!" A terrible scream rang out.

Without thinking, just by instinct, Vizofort immediately pounced on the deck. The Chief of Staff was only a step slower than him, dodging shrapnel, metal fragments, and shock waves from the rear of the bridge. But the others were not as lucky, and the bridge fell silent for a moment, then filled with screams and wails.

When Wizofort looked up, he saw a miserable sight: the back half of the bridge had completely collapsed, the officers who had been there had either disappeared or collapsed in pools of blood, and many were no longer intact.

It seems that the Japanese shells hit the underside of the open bridge - what a blessing in disguise.

"Hell!" Vizofort took a cool breath and turned pale. "If the trajectory of that shell is a little higher, we're finished."

Then he became angry. "What are the gunners doing? I ordered them to shoot at the bridge of the flagship of the Japanese, but they never did, and as a result my bridge was hit by the Japanese! ”

"General, it's not the gunner's fault."

"I don't care whose fault it is, I'm going to immediately take out the bridge of that battleship with the Z flag!" "Now, kill it!" ”

The Chief of Staff looked around, and there were few people standing, and unscathed, and felt that it was now necessary to personally convey the instructions of the Rear Admiral. Fortunately, at this time, a sergeant climbed up.

He can get the person to deliver the command.

"Tell all the gunners," he said to the sergeant, "that whatever method they use, we will fight back." (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )