The Strait of Lemaire is located in the sea passage between the easternmost part of Argentina's Tierra del Fuego Islands and the island of Estados. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info1616, European explorer William? Swanten and Jaco? Le Maire, in search of a shipping route from the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean, first passed through this place, and then reached Cape Horn. Hence the name of the strait, because of its proximity to the South Pole, in the strait near the letter of the sea, there are always floating icebergs of different sizes, ice floes, at the cape of Estados Island, an iceberg of several kilometers long floats on the sea, this huge iceberg looks inconspicuous, because it does not pose a threat to the shipping lane.

But no one noticed that above this seemingly inconspicuous iceberg, several sailors were observing the fleet entering the strait with high-powered binoculars, and the soot from the huge fleet almost obscured the end of the strait, and although the strait was filled with a thin layer of smoke, it was still fully exposed to the eyes of these sailors.

"The Russian ship passed through the second marking point!"

The corporal in a white sheet watched as he said aloud to his subordinates, and then when he wrote it down in his notebook.

"Report to the fleet immediately!"

Another operator immediately picked up the telephone and reported to the fleet, and behind them a telephone line stretched from the iceberg to the sea, and at the bottom of the iceberg, a small white sampan was tied to the iceberg, and the telephone line was fastened to the sampan, which was connected to the warship in the distance.

Because there was no mobile radio, the telephone was the only channel of communication between the iceberg and the fleet.

After receiving the contents of the telephone call sent by the communications officer, the telecommunications officer carefully read it and handed it to a naval cadet officer who was waiting at the chart table, and four cadet officers were holding pencils and slide rules to mark the direction of the target on the chart.

The Le Maire Strait is not large. The length and width are only about 30 kilometers. It can be said that it is an extremely narrow strait. The midshipmen marked their positions on the charts. The position of the Russian Second Pacific Fleet and this fleet formed a slightly inclined "T" shape, although it was not perfect, but it was already very perfect, looking at the "T-shape", the midship's breath even became a little short, it seemed that there was no more perfect start, as soon as they sailed out of the cover of the iceberg and appeared in front of the Russians, they could use the most powerful firepower. Deliver the most fatal blow to the Russian flagship.

"Your Excellency, the data from Sentry Number 2 has been reported."

Wang Wei walked behind the commander of the cruiser who was looking out of the window of the bridge and looked out the window at the sea, and reported respectfully.

"Oh, have their projected course been calculated?"

As the commander of the cruiser fleet of the Zhenyang Fleet, General Huang Zhongying withdrew his gaze from the porthole, and he turned around and asked slowly.

"It will be calculated right away, we are now compiling all the data, and if nothing else, the Russians will have only about two minutes to react."

When looking at the commander, Wang Wei's mood seemed a little excited, everything was expected by the commander, and the naval battle had not yet begun. The fleet then seized the "T-shaped position" of the battle.

"Good, as planned. Give orders to the ships. Ordered them to wait for the continuation of the command. ”

Now the entire cruiser fleet is waiting for the final order, waiting to rush out from behind the hidden iceberg cape.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The admiral gave a respectful salute, then turned and walked out of the bridge.

"Looks like everything is under control."

Huang Zhongying whispered to himself, a faint smile appeared on his thin face, with a smile of pride, in the Battle of Tragarfa, Nelson also seized the "T-word", but without exception, they were all preempted.

"If nothing else, maybe, we'll do it ourselves, Captain."

Huang Zhongying turned his face and said loudly to Wang Wei, who was discussing something with the first mate in front of the ship's bell.

"Huh? I'm sorry, Your Excellency, but I didn't hear your question. ”

Wang Wei, who was giving the final order, asked loudly.

"Forget it, Captain, get on with your business."

Huang Zhongying waved his hand, then turned around and continued to look out the porthole.

The sea outside the porthole is moored the essence of the Northeast Navy cruiser - eight "wave" class armored cruisers, although its displacement is less than 9,000 tons, but it has 4 powerful 10-inch guns and 12 6-inch naval guns, perhaps, his firepower is not as good as the combat ship, but compared with the 12-inch naval gun, its main gun rate of fire is faster, It can fire 227 kg of shells at a rate of 4.5 rounds per minute at a distance of 30 km, and to some extent, the higher rate of fire is more than enough to compensate for its lack of firepower.

Huang Zhongying was now trying to restrain his excitement, and when he thought that he was about to fire the first shot of this naval battle, Huang Zhongying even felt some gratitude to Li Weizhong, although deep down he was more eager to command the entire fleet.

Now, in the face of such an honor, Huang Zhongying really feels a little flattered.

He had been secretly swearing in his heart that he would do everything he could, even if it was at the cost of his life, to accomplish this task, in order to prove to the world that he was also a very good admiral, and even in the future, in history, when people mention him, they will say in a regretful tone that if he were the commander of the fleet, he might have won more evenly.

"General, all the data have been calculated, and the course of the enemy fleet has been determined!"

Wang Wei walked quickly into the bridge and reported loudly to Huang Zhongying.

"How long do it take for the enemy to reach the final marker?"

Huang Zhongying asked coldly.

"And ...... Twenty-three minutes. ”

Wang Wei looked at his watch and replied.

It was a perfect ambush field, and it took the commander about half an hour to deploy it, and if all went well, once the Russians entered the ambush site, it would be devastating for them to await them.

"So ......"

Huang Zhongying lowered his head and groaned for a moment, then raised his head sharply and ordered loudly.

"Give my order, ...... in ten minutes"

I looked at my watch. Huang Zhongying said loudly.

"Twelve :53 p.m. Northeast time. The fleet acted on time. Now the ships began to act according to the original plan. ”

An hour passed. Finally, as the hour hand pointed to the fifty-third position, Huang Zhongying paused, and then coldly spit out two words.

"Set sail!"

The fleet, which had been moored at sea with a burning boiler and idle, immediately moved slowly with an order, and the leader was naturally the flagship "Zhenbo", which first slowly sailed towards the exit of the strait. When he was about to sail out of the cover of the iceberg, the speed was still not fast, and unlike in the past, the distance between each warship in the battle line was so close that it even gave the illusion of wholeness. Because of this, people may even mistakenly think that this almost connected white line seems to be an iceberg.

"Enemy ships spotted!"

In the midst of that scream, Rogerstvinsky, who was drinking tea, looked sharply in the direction where the enemy ship had been found.

Where are the enemy ships?

The first thing he saw through the telescope was an iceberg. And that rough strait.

In the next moment, he was stunned at first. At the huge iceberg at the exit of the strait, a white iceberg is slowly sailing north,

No!

Not an iceberg!

It's the fleet!

It's a warship!

Despite the fact that there was almost no smoke from the chimneys of those warships, Rogerst Winsky corrected his opinion at the first time.

"Chinese fleet...... This, how is that possible! ”

Yes, how could it be!

How could the Chinese fleet be here!

The mood of consternation pervaded Roger Stevensky in every officer and soldier of the Russian Second Pacific Fleet, and at that moment they even forgot to sound the alarm, and almost everyone muttered in their hearts.

How is this possible!

How could the Chinese get here?

Of course, this kind of consternation cannot change the reality that the Chinese fleet has seized the "T-word" reality, and more importantly, the reality that the main guns of the Chinese fleet are facing them upright.

"We're done!"

Almost as soon as he saw the fourth Chinese battleship coming out from behind the iceberg, Simonov on the "Oriyo" on the left longitudinal line said in a panicked tone.

"We're all going to die here!"

Yes!

Today, they will all die, because the Chinese have all the advantages from the beginning, the Chinese fleet has seized the "T-head", they can exert almost all their firepower, and in comparison, the 2nd Pacific Fleet, sailing in a longitudinal line, cannot even play a quarter of its firepower!

"We're finished!"

"Oh my God, that idiot Rogerst Winsky took them to the Chinese ambush circle!"

"We're all going to die!"

Just as the sailors shouted in horror, the signal of "prepare for battle" came out, and everyone was busy preparing for battle, and the originally noisy deck immediately fell silent, as if everyone had stopped moving, and the next moment, the water nozzle began to spray water columns against the bridge, and the reservoir was already filled with water, which was to prevent fire in the next battle.

The Russian sailors, who had been on vacation, were preparing for the next battle when the battleship "Duke Suvorov", which hung its flagship, gave the next signal.

"The voyage of the first team has increased to 10 nautical miles!"

It seems that they want to rush out of this narrow strait, but how can they rush out?

The officers and men of the Northeast Navy on the bridge of the flagship of the cruiser of the Zhenyang Fleet "Zhenbo" finally saw the Russian Second Pacific Fleet, which they had been waiting for for a long time, and almost at the first sight of the "powerful Second Pacific Fleet", everyone was stunned.

To be precise, this fleet is completely beyond their imagination, in their imagination, this fleet is powerful, even invincible, after all, Russia is an old naval power, and now it is presented in front of their eyes is a different look.

When Major An Guoren, the gunner of the "Zhenhai", saw the Second Pacific Fleet, he first blinked, he almost didn't believe what his eyes saw, and even thought that he was hallucinating, and when he opened his eyes again, he confirmed that it was the Russian Second Pacific Fleet, and then he spit out a strange word.

"What's the deal...... It is rare in the world to be able to be unkempt and squeezed into such a ball, and it is so majestic! ”

Indeed, the large fleet composed of more than 50 warships is of course majestic, but no one can understand the queue formed by these 50 or so warships, it seems to be a column, but I don't know whether it is two columns or three columns, anyway, it is sailing on the sea, and there is still a formation there, which is completely crowded into a ball.

"Discover the main force of the Chinese fleet!"

When the scream sounded, Roger Stevensky also saw the capital ship of the Zhenyang fleet through the telescope, and although it was still about 7 nautical miles away, he still saw that it was not the capital ship of the Zhenyang fleet.

It's a "Zhenba-class" armored cruiser!

In just an instant, Rozhest Stevensky recognized what these warships were, a helpless choice made by the Northeast Navy in response to the larger number of combat ships of the Russian Navy, to equip armored cruisers with secondary main guns.

Although he knew that these warships had weak armor and their firepower was far inferior to that of the Second Pacific Fleet, Rozhestvinsky only sighed lightly.

"It's finally here!"

The cruiser fleet cut cross-cutting from the front of the Second Pacific Fleet, blocking the possibility of the Second Pacific Fleet rushing out of the Le Maire Strait, almost every Russian sailor or officer will involuntarily feel ashamed when they see the Zhenyang Fleet.

The Zhenyang fleet is about eight knots, but as the distance gets closer and closer, it leaves every Russian naval officer and sailor with the illusion that they are sailing very fast, although its white hull is very different from the color of the sea, but because of the scattered ice floes, it is difficult to distinguish them on the sea, and the Russian warships painted black with their striking yellow chimneys are even more eye-catching in this strait.

"Sir, fire or not!"

When the Russian fleet rushed through the distance of 13,000 meters, on the bridge of the Zhenhai, Wang Wei asked loudly, while Huang Zhongying stood there, staring at the unkempt Russian Second Pacific Fleet, despite the high wind and waves, he still stood there without saying a word.

"Change the shells!"

An unexpected order came from Hwang Jong-young's mouth.

"The whole fleet is replaced with armor-piercing shells!"

After this order was given, Huang Zhongying asked again.

"Did Jingbo sail out?"

It was the last ship of the entire battle line, and he had to concentrate all his firepower, and now he had to concentrate all his forces to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy. (To be continued.) )