Thirty kilometers north of Laute Island.

"Torpedo!

With a scream of horror, Takao Ji's huge body, as if about to fall on the surface of the sea, suddenly twisted to the right, and a steam gas torpedo with a straight track dragged past its bow.

"Starboard torpedo is coming!"

Before Wu Zurong could breathe a sigh of relief, the exclamations of the observers sounded again.

Two kilometers away, the Soviet destroyer Reason, which had just finished firing two torpedoes, was making a high-speed U-turn in flames, and two tracks were piercing Takohsiung Ji like spears under water.

Almost at the same time, the four main guns in the stern of the Kaohsiung instantly erupted into flames, with a piercing whistling sound, two 203-millimeter piercing bombs smashed into the waterline of the 2,000-ton destroyer, accompanied by an earth-shattering explosion, the Reason exploded in half from the middle like a wooden toy, and quickly began to sink.

But Kaohsiung Jishang, Wu Zurong and his subordinates had no time to cheer for the first sinking result of the Ming Navy, because at this time, two torpedoes had already arrived in front of them, with a sharp turn, they dodged one of them, but the other could not be avoided, Wu Zurong watched the blazing flames explode in the bow of his ship, and countless steel fragments in the flames rose into the sky.

"Check the loss!"

Wu Zurong, who was holding on to the bulkhead and standing firmly, immediately shouted.

"The starboard side of the bow is flooded!"

The damage manager's report followed.

"Madamn, all the main guns in the bow are aimed at the enemy's supply ship!"

Wu Zurong gritted his teeth and shouted.

In fact, by now, they have fought respectably enough, in this battle with a number of one to eight and a tonnage of nearly one to three, although Kaohsiung Ji was scarred all over his body, but their enemy also suffered heavy losses, one of the main turrets of the Kalinin was completely destroyed, the Kaganovich was burning with raging fire, the Reason was sunk, the remaining five destroyers were all wounded, and the Zealous had lost its combat effectiveness and was extinguishing the fire outside the battlefield, so it can be said that the Soviet Pacific Fleet had almost been disabled.

But obviously, Kaohsiung Ji can't last long, because it doesn't have much ammunition, it comes out for training, and part of the ammunition depot is training ammunition, plus the first time he participated in the war, neither Wu Zurong nor his officers and soldiers have thought about saving ammunition, and there is not much left to fight now, once there is no ammunition, then this cruiser, which has begun to decline because of the speed of water ingress, will not be able to stop the Soviet destroyer from raiding.

"Aim carefully, you have to sink a supply ship before you run out of ammunition."

Wu Zurong said to the fire controller with a solemn face.

"Understand, even if you die, you can pull on enough pads." The fire controller said with a hideous face.

With the summary and calculation of the observation data from various places, in the explosion of the 180-millimeter shells that kept falling, the six main guns of the Kaohsiung Ji raised their heads at the same time, and prepared to attack the Soviet supply ship at an elevation angle close to 45 degrees.

"What are they going to do? Attacking a target at a distance of twenty-three kilometers? They can't even see our supply ships in such weather! "On the cruiser Kalinin, Admiral Yumashev was stunned by this scene.

Of course, he would not have known that the Kaohsiung was equipped with a range-finding radar that had been advanced for half a century.

As soon as he finished saying this, the bow of Kaohsiung Ji erupted into flames, and six 203-millimeter shells fired at a large angle flashed over the Kalinin's head in an instant, smashing into the target with a high-throw trajectory like an army grenade, and then two striking flames exploded on a supply ship full of nearly 1,000 Soviet marines in the distance.

Admiral Yumashev looked at this scene in amazement, then turned his head and looked at the chief of staff as if he were stupid, and suddenly he came to his senses.

"Quick, order the destroyer fleet to continue the attack!"

His Excellency the Fleet Commander immediately let out a somewhat panicked exclamation.

But unfortunately, Wu Zurong made up his mind this time that even if he died, he would have enough back, in addition to the secondary guns and the four main guns in the stern to block the Soviet destroyer, the six main guns in the bow of the ship did not care about the crazy fire of the Kalinin and Kaganovich, and they were there to concentrate on shelling the two supply ships. The 203-millimeter piercing bombs, weighing more than 200 kilograms, kept falling from the sky one after another, easily penetrating the deck of the supply ship and turning into explosive fires in the depths of the hull, tearing apart everything around it with its terrifying power.

This kind of supply ship has no armor at all, and the watertight design is not a level compared to the battleship, and the damage caused to them by any shell can be fatal, not to mention that there are a large number of spare weapons and ammunition, and in just a few minutes, one of the supply ships began to sink with a full body of fire.

"This damn bastard!"

Admiral Yumashev roared angrily.

In his telescope field of vision, he could clearly see those marines with flames on their bodies, running out of the cabin in terror and jumping into the sea in a panic, these elite Soviet troops who participated in the Battle of the Kuril Islands were going to feed the fish, and even if he could successfully capture Ambuna Island and pay such heavy casualties, I am afraid that Comrade Stalin would be very unhappy.

At this moment, the destroyer Tbilisi, which was desperate for assault, finally rushed to the attack distance, and then fired two torpedoes in succession at Takohsiung Ji, but just as its third torpedo was fired, a 203-mm shell hit a torpedo tube.

The explosion of the shells immediately detonated the remaining two heavy torpedoes, and in a loud explosion, the entire bow of the Tbilisi was almost completely blown away, and the battleship, which was more than 2,000 tons, quickly began to sink with a full body of fire.

At the same time, Kaohsiung Ji was also hit by a torpedo again, and more than 200 kilograms of ZHA medicine tore a big hole on its starboard side, and the sea water began to surge in, and Kaohsiung Ji, who had already lost a lot of speed, became even slower.

"Keep firing!"

Wu Zurong took out a cigar and said lightly while lighting the fire in his mouth.

Yumashev's teeth were about to be crushed, and he watched Kaohsiung Ji's six main guns, like six scoundrels with mocking faces, rubbing the last supply ship in his dense artillery fire, regardless of the moment, and it seemed that he would not give up until the supply ship was sunk, and the hapless marines on board had already begun to jump into the sea to escape.

Even if he finally won the victory and rescued the marines who fell into the sea, this time he led a regiment that probably killed and injured most of them, these are all elites who have experienced the test of war for many years, and every super soldier who is pulled to the land is a super soldier who makes all enemies fear, this scene makes Admiral Yumashev's heart drip blood.

"Speed up, rush up and fire the torpedo!"

His Excellency the Fleet Commander said through gritted teeth.

"Yuri, what are you looking at?"

Only then did he realize that the chief of staff was looking at the sea outside like a fool, and Admiral Yumashev immediately roared angrily.

"Commander, what's that?"

The chief of staff said blankly.

"Huh?!"

Yumashev looked up in amazement.

I don't know when there were six small white planes on the sea more than a kilometer away, and suddenly there were six more small white planes, very small planes, certainly not piloted inside, round and round like six fat bugs, but extremely fast, far more than any plane known at present.

"What the hell?"

His Excellency the Fleet Commander was also stupid, and he and all the officers and men of the entire fleet stared blankly at these small planes. On the Kaohsiung Jishang opposite them, Wu Zurong, who was holding a cigar, and his subordinate Daming Navy officers and soldiers were also staring at these strange visitors with the same expression.

In everyone's attention, all of a sudden, the six small planes raised their heads as if they had been ordered, dragged the eye-catching trail behind, and jumped to a height of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

And underneath it, is the cruiser Kaganovich.

On the cruiser, which had been seriously damaged, the captain instinctively realized that something was wrong and suddenly turned to the left to dodge. But a strange scene happened, the six small planes seemed to be a little fluttering, and they all deflected forward, and it was this very slight deviation that decided the fate of the Kaganovich, and five of the six small planes smashed on the cruiser almost at the same time.

In the next moment, the Kaganovich suddenly turned into an erupting volcano, and five huge fireballs comparable to the explosion of five hundred kilogram bombs instantly arched from under its deck, and in the blazing flames, the battleship with a full load displacement of 9,000 tons was almost blown to pieces, and began to sink rapidly like a pile of steel garbage.

"Let's go!"

The cigar in Wu Zurong's mouth fell to the ground.

"Look!"

The handler next to him exclaimed.

On the sea in the distance, six small warships were lined up, breaking the waves at a speed of more than thirty-five knots in the wind and rain, and six red dragons on the top of the mast were holding the sun and moon flags and dancing.

These ships were small, about the size of the larger torpedo boats, but they had no torpedo tubes, and at the back there were four more white, half-bread-like boxes, arranged slightly at an angle in two groups of front and back.

At the moment when they entered their field of vision, six flames suddenly shot out from these boxes, and at an altitude of about twenty meters above the sea surface, they flew towards the nearest destroyer, the Kokang, at an extremely fast speed.

As the distance closed, people quickly saw that in front of these six flames, there were six identical small planes.

With the experience of the Kaganovich, how dare the Kokang hesitate, this small destroyer of 2,000 tons turned to the right like crazy, and tried to escape its attack at the fastest speed, but what is unbelievable is that these small planes are like someone piloting inside, and then they adjust their course one after another, and under the desperate eyes of those Soviet sailors on the Kokang, they quickly climbed to the high altitude like those just now, and after reaching an altitude of nearly 300 meters, they suddenly plunged headlong.

The Kokang's dodge had some effect.

It dodged two.

But the remaining four were mercilessly smashed into its deck, and with an earth-shattering explosion, the Kokang, like the Kaganovich, was blown to scrap metal almost instantly.

Immediately after that, six flames shot out from the six small battleships, and there were four such launch boxes on each battleship.

(Thank you for the book friend Fury Song, Brother Zhi dezhi, for you (?) ―？ Be merciful), the reward of the special service 761, the double change starts today, and some book friends say that the resurrection of Jinyiwei Dongchang, Dongchang will definitely not, but Jinyiwei will definitely be, otherwise how would Yang Fuhrer learn from the Mossad. ）