Chapter 57: The Fall of the Wolves
"It's outrageous, frenzied, shameless, sneak attack, sneak attack, and it's naked tu-killing, in the tu-killing last night, Starling's minions killed a total of six civilians in the Ming Empire, including a child, this kind of criminal act is no different from the devil!
Punishment, this must be punished!
In my capacity as the head of the Ming Empire, I hereby issue an ultimatum to the Soviet government that a group of war criminals, including Stalin, Vasilevsky, and Kuznetsov, must be arrested and extradited to the Ming Empire within 24 hours to face a just trial.
In addition, the Soviet government must immediately return the Lingbei region of our country and compensate for the resources plundered from our country during the theft of 5,000 tons of gold!
Otherwise our country will take drastic measures! ”
In the conference hall of Raffles Hotel, Temasek, President Yang yelled at the invited journalists.
"Your Excellency, what kind of drastic measures will your country take?"
A reporter asked excitedly.
"You'll know that then!"
Yang Feng said proudly.
"Your Excellency, will you attack the Soviet mainland?"
"This one is also an option!"
Those reporters were in an uproar, this guy is really worthy of the nickname of a madman, and he actually wants to attack the Soviet mainland, but if you think about it carefully, he does have such an ability, after all, the Ming Navy still has an aircraft carrier, although there is only one, in the face of thousands of shore-based fighters in the Soviet Union, it is no different from suicide, but after all, it still has such capabilities.
But Starling didn't even have such ability, so he could only use this way that he couldn't get on the table, sneaking around to shoot a few shells to vent his anger, and he had to risk the loss of a submarine, and the final gain was only to kill and injure a dozen people, and even these reporters knew how helpless it was.
They didn't know at this time that Comrade Stalin's anger was not as simple as venting their anger this time.
"Stop the boat."
On the Lu Xiangsheng, who was killing the Soviet submarine, Krezimmer suddenly said.
Although he didn't understand what the captain wanted to do, his sailors immediately carried out the order, and then the high-speed destroyer gradually stopped on the surface of the sea, and at the same time the remaining three ships of the same formation also stopped one after another.
"Bring me the charts!"
Krezimmer said to his apprentice.
This young man named Huang Mingxin was specially sent by Yang to study with him, a member of the Huang family in Java, attending a university in Rotterdam, and the two actually did not need a translator to communicate directly, and Dutch is a dialect of German to put it bluntly.
Huang Mingxin hurriedly handed him the chart.
For most of the year, in addition to going out to carry out tasks, the rest of the Kaohsiung was training around Ambuna Island, surveying and mapping the seabed topography map of this area at the same time as training, because of the active sonar and modern equipment provided by Yang Feng, basically within 500 kilometers around Ambuna Island, the seabed terrain has been made into a detailed chart.
Looking at the chart in his hand, Krezimmer suddenly showed a smile.
"The Führer said that our new torpedo can attack submarines, right?"
He asked Huang Mingxin.
"Yes, active-sound self-guided torpedoes, with a maximum range of five kilometers, a seeker search radius of less than a thousand meters, and a speed of thirty knots."
Huang Mingxin hurriedly said.
Well, this is the American-made MK44 anti-submarine torpedo, Yang Führer copied the sample from the Wanwan arsenal to imitate, the MK46 grade is too high, at this time there is no need for such a high-end one, MK44 is fine, the submarine's silent performance at this time is very scummy, but it is not the modern ones that are full of silencing tiles, and the active sonar is like beating the drum with a sledgehammer.
"Notify the other three ships, turn off the active sonar, sail at a low speed for five knots, seize these three positions respectively, and then turn off the engines and stop the ship to wait for orders."
Krezimmer said.
"You think there's an ambush here?"
Huang Mingxin's mind is flexible enough, otherwise Yang Feng would not have chosen him to follow along, he knew as soon as he looked at the positions of the ships marked by Krezimer that this was enclosing this sea area.
"Yes, the Soviets behaved abnormally, they were not rookies on the battlefield, although the Pacific Fleet can be called the Japanese Marine Corps, but after all, they have also experienced war. Submarine shelling of enemy naval bases is no different from suicide, and it is impossible to sail more than 4,000 kilometers just to drop a few insignificant shells on our heads. No matter how angry Stalin is, he won't be angry to this point, luring the enemy and ambushing him, this is the right thing to do, and the most suitable area for submarines to sink is only this sea area. ”
Krezimer said with a smile.
Immediately after receiving his order, the other three ships, together with the Lu Xiangsheng, began to sail slowly to the predetermined position at a low-noise speed, while the small towed sonar installed at the stern of the ship kept listening to all the sounds coming from the bottom of the sea, filtering useful information through the sonarman's brain.
Four hours later, at Lord Mountbatten's dinner, Yang Feng learned that the British government had agreed to his request, and immediately began to contact the bald man, the four destroyers were also in place, and then the engines were turned off, and all the sailors were ordered not to make any collision sounds, not to speak loudly, not to move around at will, and so on.
"What's next?"
Huang Mingxin asked in a low voice.
"Wait, do this kind of work, the most patient person is the winner."
Krezimmer said.
Well, he sank forty-seven ships totaling more than two hundred thousand tons in less than two years, including three auxiliary cruisers of the 10,000-ton class, and he was an authority.
Time passed in waiting, this wait was so long that it could not even be measured in hours, in fact they waited for a whole day and a night, and it was only when it was dark the next day, when Yang Fuhrer's Evelyn plane landed on Ambuna Island, that their wait finally paid off.
"There's a mechanical noise underwater!"
The sonar officer suddenly lowered his voice and exclaimed.
"Keep waiting!"
Krezimmer whispered with a grim expression, and this order was also passed on to the other four ships.
At the same time the sonar officer exclaimed, "Another one! ”
In the next half hour, the submarines that had been sitting in the mud and sand kept rising one after another, and a huge underwater wolf pack was finally exposed to Krezimmer and his sailors. Listening to the sonar man keep reporting the submarines that appeared again, Huang Mingxin directly felt a chill in his back, such a huge number, if these four destroyers of them rashly broke into their ambush circle, the result would definitely be wiped out without even thinking about it.
Although the submarine is afraid of the destroyer, but it is a single boat meets the fleet, one-on-one heads-up is not necessarily the death of the deer, if the wolf pack is twice the advantage of ambushing the fleet, then the destroyer becomes the prey.
"How much."
Krezimmer asked with a smile.
"Eight enemy boats."
Huang Mingxin said respectfully.
"Command the ships, the active sonar is turned on and irradiated, and the anti-submarine torpedoes are ready to be launched."
Krezimer said lightly.
Underwater.
On the submarine Б11 of the Soviet Pacific Fleet, the commander of the formation, Colonel Kolyov, looked at the periscope expressionlessly, his well-designed ambush failed, although I don't know why, the enemy never entered the ambush circle, but he couldn't wait any longer, the sinking submarine for such a long time urgently needs to be recharged, and this area is within the search range of the planes of the Ming Army, and it is necessary to take advantage of the cover of night to quickly retreat to a safe sea area.
The weather outside is nice, the sky is full of stars, a waning moon, the sea is sparkling, and there is an island in the distance...
No, there are no islands!
"Dive, dive!"
Colonel Kolyov's scalp exploded, he screamed almost instinctively, and before the crew could react, the sonar man's scream rang out: "The enemy is actively sonar bombardment!" ”
"Torpedo launch!"
At this moment, on the four destroyers on the surface of the sea, four captains shouted at the same time.
Four MK44 anti-submarine torpedoes flew out of the launch tube in an instant, guided by a passive self-guidance system, and only a few seconds later, another four torpedoes flew out of the launch tube in the same way, and each of the eight torpedoes aimed at a target, fiercely pounced at a speed of more than thirty knots.
The underwater Soviet submarine formation was in chaos, and the sudden active sonar bombardment stunned all the sailors on the submarines, the hunters became prey, the ambushers became ambushed, and many of them even forgot to react and screamed in confusion one by one. In this chaotic shout, the first torpedo arrived, and then the active seeker was turned on, and the ultrasonic launch bombarded the steel shell of the submarine a few hundred meters away, and the obvious echo of the metal cavity reflected back in the sea water at a speed of thousands of kilometers per second, like a loud call to attract the torpedo that was sailing at high speed, and hit the shell of a submarine hard.
Dozens of kilograms of charge on the head of the thunder exploded under the water, and the powerful water pressure impact smashed open the shell of the submarine like a giant hammer, and the sea water immediately poured into it frantically, and the Soviet sailors inside the submarine screamed in despair and ran in confusion, but everything was to no avail, they themselves were dozens of meters underwater, and a slight increase in weight would break the balance of buoyancy, not to mention the infusion of tons of sea per second, and then the submarine began to sink.
Almost at the same time, the second torpedo hit the target.
Colonel Kolyov's boat.
"This is really inexplicable!"
Like Admiral Yumashev, who had committed suicide, he took off his hat and said with a wry smile, as countless shards of steel beside him erupted in the flames of the explosion, instantly devouring the Hero of the Soviet Union, who had just been transferred from the Baltic Fleet, and the Order of the Gold Star he wore on his chest.
And then the third, the fourth...
As the exploding water columns rose one after another on the surface of the sea, the underwater completely turned into a graveyard for Soviet submarines.