Chapter 293: The Sun Never Sets Cemetery
At 9:20 a.m., when the attack aircraft group of the Allied aircraft carrier formation in the western Mediterranean, which was much smaller, arrived at the Strait of Jalit, Gao Jian, who had been bustling for a long time, and was about to return to the sea, let out a few serious "hehe" words, "Brother, sweep the floor well, don't leave anything behind!" β
"Get out, your uncle!"
There was a scolding in the communicator, and of course it was all the pilots of the Western Mediterranean formation.
People worked hard for a long time, but they were all picked up by these boys.
In the Strait of Jalith, the battleship George V, the flagship of the Mediterranean Fleet, was on fire, and from time to time it made an explosion sound.
The battleship Resolve floated silently on the water like a large iron coffin emitting black smoke.
As for the Warrior, as the biggest sufferer of the Italian Navy in the Battle of Cape Matapan, most of the Italian pilots on the G-4 "Attack Eagle" searched for it. Finally, I saw the Warrior who had been mostly sunk in the sea, and only the buildings on the deck were still exposed to the sea, "Sample, you are half hidden in the water, I can recognize you!" β
For all Italian naval officers, the sinking of the Warrior was the greatest glory. Although it is a pity that it was not sunk by the Italians, it is possible to see the moment it sank enough to excite the Italian pilots.
"What about the two main aircraft carriers? What about the Dreadnought and Africa? β
Hearing the slightly eager question in the communicator, Gao Jian snorted a few times unhappily, "What? Brother, what if you can't afford anyone? We can handle the battleships, can we still run away with them? β
"No, you didn't see those two big guys?"
"Well, you can go to the Submarine Force guys and help you go and see it."
"Sunk?"
"Nonsense, each one has been hit by more than five torpedoes, more than three aerial bombs, and more than a dozen Hong's blows, how can it not sink?" Gao Jian said "hehe" twice, "Don't look for it, there's no boss, sweep the floor well, brother!" β
After being by His Majesty's side for a while, Gao Jian learned these words that others didn't understand.
"Sweeping?" The commander of the attack aircraft of the Western Mediterranean formation short-circuited, then reacted and scolded with a smile, "Peat, sweep the ground, sweep the ground, these are still floating on the sea, they must be sunk by us!" "Switched the channel," Brothers, sweep ...... Uh, get to work, check if there's still popularity, just throw a few bombs. β
There is no way, this batch of Brute Dragon attack planes also came with bombs, and the two rounds of saturation attacks shot nearly a thousand Hong's-3, even if the "Hong's Penguin" was smaller, it also wiped out all the inventory on the aircraft carrier at once.
If Gao Jian and the others could not arrive in time, Zeng Guojian would be ready to lead all the warships below the heavy patrol to play an artillery battle with Cunningham.
However, even if it is a job of sweeping the floor, there are people who grab it.
I don't know when, several Dongfeng-class submarines spraying the golden dragon flag on the sail cover quietly surfaced. Then there was a call, tell the attack planes performing the "sweeping" mission to be careful and not to blow up their own people!
Compared to the bombs dropped by the dragons, the torpedoes fired by the submarines were significantly more effective in sinking abandoned ships.
The commander of the Brute Dragon Fleet scolded with a smile, "Nima, the boss didn't fight, and there are monster robbers who rub some experience." β
Gao Jian's return made Guan Canghai almost jump from the Zhongmou and swim to the Ziming to meet the pilots. By the time the last squadron of the "Eagles" began to return, the command ship had already received news of a great victory.
Commander Guan couldn't wait to get the specific battle situation, and he couldn't even wait for Gao Jian to report back on the Zhongmou after he landed.
The same monkey washes the child without waiting for the hair to dry, and Jiang Yunzhi in Cairo is also anxious for the telegram.
From the moment he knew that the navy was starting to move, General Chiang never sat down again. According to incomplete statistics from the staff officers, the commander-in-chief walked at least more than 1,400 laps around the conference room.
The slightly older Italian Vice Admiral Giriziani on the side was also secretly slandering, "This young man is just unreliable!" As the commander-in-chief, how can he be so uncalm? β
But when the telecommunications staff officer rushed into the conference room, Jiang Yunzhi found that with his not weak skills, he had not robbed the old Italian man. "Nima, did you take the acceleration potion?"
"Haha, big win! Haha, the British Navy is finished! Haha, Cunningham you trash! Ha ......"
Giriziani's laughter with his head tilted back stopped abruptly, because the telegram in his hand was snatched away by Jiang Yunzhi. "It's over, isn't it? It's normal to win, you can't ...... at such an age"
Suddenly, Jiang Yunzhi's eyes widened angrily, and his black face flushed, "Haha, I really won!" Haha, the Mediterranean is ours! Haha......"
Well, on the afternoon of October 21, 1942, in Cairo, in Rome, in Sirte, in Jufra...... In every Allied command, there are quite a few madmen who can only laugh haha, and then talk gibberish.
Even in Berlin, Germany, the FΓΌhrer, who was giving a passionate speech in the Reichstag, suddenly threw away the draft of his speech: "Dear gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, distinguished parliamentarians, I have the honor to announce to you that the British Mediterranean Fleet is finished, and the British are finished!" β
"Oh! Oh, God! Is this true? After a brief period of surprise and doubt, the Reichstag erupted in thunderous cheers, "Long live Germany, long live the FΓΌhrer!" Hey! Hitler ......"
The scene is a bit chaotic, and there are a lot of maniacs!
In comparison, His Majesty in the Weiqing Pavilion is much calmer. He had been waiting for the outcome of the decisive battle in the Mediterranean until the early hours of the morning, and he couldn't help but fall asleep on the bookcase, but the sound of Vivien's hurried high heels was enough to wake Zhong Yi up.
"Your Majesty, we won, it's a strong annihilation!"
"Strong ...... Annihilate? His Majesty was taken aback, and immediately understood that the Chinese of the indigenous girl was still very hard, and it should be "all annihilated".
After taking the telegram and reading it quickly, His Majesty stood up abruptly, flashed the coat that the female secretary had draped over him while he was asleep, and picked Vivien up, "We have won!" β
"Yes...... of, Your Majesty, we win...... Woo......"
Happiness came so suddenly, His Majesty's long kiss as hot as the sun sucked away the long-standing resentment of the indigenous girl! Until...... Already almost out of breath, Vivien, who was struggling to persevere, found that His Majesty's goal had been moved to her ...... "Ah! β
She was already distraught in the kiss, and at some point the thin military blouse had been untied, and she ...... The indigenous girl suddenly found that she liked the feeling of His Majesty kissing and kissing there, but the exclamations turned into aphrodisiac moans.
It is not easy to hold on, but the fall is only a moment......
Twenty minutes...... Well, it seems that after a longer period of time, the indigenous girl endured the pain to put on the military uniform for His Majesty, and looked at the tulle military dress that had been made out of shape and worried, how can she wear it out to meet people?
"Vivien!" His Majesty, who was obviously relieved, breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh?"
Nima, even her voice has become softer, and the girl has to push it down first, and then talk about other things. His Majesty, who couldn't help but complain a few words, also said softly: "It's not that I don't care about you, it's just that I think I can't get close to women anymore before the big victory, so ......"
The indigenous girl, who was still a little embarrassed and was still worried about her skirt, immediately raised her head when she heard this, and the meaning of her big eyes was very clear: "Your Majesty, you can fool the ghost, and the little actor will be dragged to the ghost in three days...... Go to a small party, not close to women? β
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Truth be told, Fleet C was not completely wiped out in the Battle of Jallit Strait. The detachment led by the cruiser Edinburgh, which was the first to sail through the narrow channel of the Channel, evaded the Allied air attack and evaded the Algerian port of Annaba.
But that's all there is to it!
Well, the British Mediterranean Fleet, which two months ago was known as the largest fleet in the world, only the light cruiser Edinburgh and three destroyers remained.
Four capital carriers, two light carriers, four escort carriers, six battleships, four heavy cruisers...... In the long list of results that came later, most of the main warships of the British Empire were concentrated.
They...... All sunk in the Strait of Jalith in Tunisia.
That small strait, with an average depth of less than 200 meters, buried the glory of the British Empire for centuries.
The Strait of Jalith, which is not mentioned in the geography books of any country except Tunisia, has become the sunset place of the empire on which the sun never sets.
When the news of the fall of the C fleet reached Britain, would the British know where the Strait of Jafew was?
Heroes must be ambitious, and the bones of the green mountains are not their hometown!
Venting his impatience, His Majesty picked up the telegram again and sighed. The big victory is gratifying, but the trembling with Mu Yu in the sauna during the day has come true!
The Gongjin was sunk!
This is already the second aircraft carrier sunk by the Imperial Navy, the first being the Zijing during the Battle of the Yellow Sea, in exchange for the destruction of the Japanese Navy, and then the destruction of Japan.
History is also quite lazy, how many times do you have to make up a script?
The Gongjin was brought to the destruction of the British Navy, well, there are still a few old ships in the British home fleet, but, in the eyes of His Majesty, they are basically neglected goods.
The Prince Nelson? 16-inch gun? Is there a Yamato big? Is there a Yamato number thick?
Belch...... His Majesty, who has recently been fascinated by Marilyn, is always habitually evil!
"Lao Tzu can't even look down on the Yamato, do you care about that prince or something?"
Twisting the dark red leather swivel chair slightly, His Majesty's gaze turned to the holographic map. The decisive victory in the Mediterranean naval battle was not too unexpected for His Majesty.
"Nima, twelve advanced aircraft carriers of the generation difference class, fight the battered rags of the British, and if you don't win, is it abusing the master or abusing the master?"
Even, Zhong Yi felt that this victory time came a little late, well, it was almost November, Eisenhower still had a certain combat effectiveness, and it was a bit hurried to end the desert campaign in a month, and it was a little difficult to deal with Britain a year ago.
"Hey, let Qiu Fatzi have a good year again!"
β¦β¦ Good year? The news of the accident of the C fleet reached London, and Churchill simply hanged himself!
George VI, who overcame his stutter at the beginning of the war in 1939 and delivered the famous "King's Speech"; George VI, who refused to leave the palace during the German air raid in 1940 and took the queen to inspect the battlefields at home and abroad many times; George VI, who was called "the king who does not go to the line of fire" by the British and "the blessing of Britain" by Churchill, finally summoned Prime Minister Churchill again!