"The observation machine came with firing parameters."

When the report sounded on the bridge, Lin Youde subconsciously took a deep breath.

"Projectile reloaded!"

"Shooting parameters entered."

"Operator evacuate!"

As the operator was given the command to evacuate, the German soldiers on the parallel airship carrying the main coil quickly entered the improvised personnel conveyor composed of the armor of the Battle Queen Demon Guide and an iron basket.

"Operator evacuation complete."

The recoil is too great when the coil is fired, and even if there is a recoil device, it is not known what will happen to the airship, so for safety, Lin Youde stipulated that the launch process is all controlled by the electrical conduction system, and the operator must be evacuated after the final inspection.

Although with the unreliability of the current circuit, the telex control system may have problems, especially if the device has a high voltage and a strong magnetic field during operation, it may destroy the control system at once.

"20 seconds countdown to launch."

"Wait a minute," Lin Youde suddenly called a halt, and he turned back to ask the correspondent, "Can our guests see us now?" ”

**

"Oh my God, what's that?" Second Lieutenant Bren exclaimed.

"That's why we're going to dive in." The colonel of the military intelligence department in the back seat took a camera and said, "I want to take pictures from as many angles as I can." ”

"I feel like it's flashing."

"Yes, there is a flash of electricity from time to time." The Colonel agreed, "I saw it too." ”

"Is that some kind of lightning weapon? You see, in their German mythology, isn't Thor, the god of war, using lightning? ”

"I don't know, young man, I don't know." The Colonel was not at all offended by Ensign Bren's rap, and it seemed that he was also shocked by this strange thing.

Just as the two of them were guessing about the purpose of what was in front of them, a flare was fired from the one of the three airships flying alone. Second Lieutenant Bren was startled, he thought that he had been discovered, and reflexively wanted to control the plane to retreat, the two-seater he flew was a model that was modified for reconnaissance, and his air combat ability was weakened a lot, and he didn't want to run into the 109 or the legendary new model.

But at this moment, the thing suddenly burst out with a large amount of electric arcs.

Immediately after that, the two parallel airships seemed to be punched heavily, and they retreated violently, and the sail-like things hanging on the long poles stretched out on both sides were instantly torn up, as if they were about to be torn apart, and at the same time, the tail of the thing hanging under the airship that was bursting with electric light erupted with dazzling light, and a large amount of smoke instantly spread out.

The parallel airships shook violently, and the shaking amplitude of the pod made it seem that it was about to fall off the airship.

Immediately afterward, a large amount of white mist erupted from both sides of the discharging device, quickly diffusing it.

"Did you take a picture, Colonel?" Second Lieutenant Bren asked aloud.

"I took a picture, and there was more than one, damn it, Lin Youde must have done something just now."

At this moment, the back of Lieutenant Bren's head suddenly cooled, and he immediately looked up to search the direction of six points high in his back hemisphere, and sure enough, he saw a black spot in the backlight.

"We've been swooped!" At the same time as he shouted like this, Second Lieutenant Bren cut into the Breaking S maneuver, a hand that is now learned by pilots of the Royal Air Force and the Royal Navy.

After breaking the S, Ensign Bren immediately turned back to search for the enemy plane, which was no longer in the direction of the backlight, and found that the enemy had already changed his dive and was still suppressing himself with an altitude advantage.

Moreover, the enemy was a patrol fleet of two planes, which clearly had a greater advantage than Ensign Bren, who was inferior in performance alone—more than a point or two.

Second Lieutenant Brun's palms were covered with sweat.

He felt that he was dead, if he drove a serious 800 fighter, he still had the confidence to escape, after all, his speed is not slow now, and if he has speed, he will have life.

But now he's a burden, and the speed from the dive is losing a little bit.

He swallowed hard, the Germans were getting closer to him, the distance opened up by the speed of the Guò S was shortening, and it was only a matter of time before the Germans dived again. He can use the broken S again to dodge, and he can also do other maneuvers, but no matter how he dodges, his reserve energy will always be reduced, and the Germans will always have an energy advantage.

What's worse is that the Germans have the advantage of level flight speed, they just turned to consume some speed, and now the continuous level flight is speeding them up, so soon Ensign Brun will be neither as fast as the Germans nor as high as the Germans - in a nutshell: dead.

"That cloud!" The colonel in the back seat shouted, "Get in!" ”

Second Lieutenant Bren was out of line, so he immediately burrowed into the clouds, as the colonel had said.

"Fly with instruments!" The colonel continued to give the order, "Fly all the way north, and then we will make a circle and land on the Turkish coast, where there is our intelligence point. The Germans could not have imagined that we would fly like this, we would run away. ”

Second Lieutenant Bren swallowed.

At this moment, he could only do his best not to let the joystick slip out of his sweaty palm.

**

After listening to the report of the communications soldier, Lin Youde's expression was very satisfied.

"Good, good, this result is very good." He nodded and muttered, and the members of the 603 Technical Reality Brigade around him all looked at each other, not knowing what Lin Youde was talking about, because Lin Youde didn't tell them what the so-called guest was.

"Hurry up and finish the reload!"

Lin Youde said as he came to the porthole of the bridge and looked at "Yormangunde" who was being dragged back to his original position by the war queens. When it was first launched, the airship was in a more stable condition than expected, probably because the process of the electromagnetic coil acceleration was more stable than that of the gunpowder weapon.

I just don't know what impact this will have on the landing point of the projectile compared to the expected stable situation, but Lin Youde's estimate is still not optimistic, because compared to the train cannon fired on the ground, the displacement of the airship just now is still too large, and there is still shaking in the process of displacement - although the amplitude is not as large as expected.

"The next shot can keep the operator on the boat." While Lin Youde ordered this, he thought that the projectile should have fallen into the sea at this time, and he didn't know if it scared the British.

**

At sea, the bridge of the British flagship, the war-weary.

"Where did the attack come from?" Pound shouted loudly, in fleet command, Cunningham is generally responsible for playing a commander as steady as Tarzan, and Pound is responsible for yelling, this division of labor is also considered a tradition of the Royal Navy, when engaged, there is a commander as steady as Tarzan can stabilize the morale of the army, and a yelling deputy can kick the soldier's ass to make the soldier tight.

"The 1st Cruiser Squadron found no shadows."

"The Second Squadron found no shadows."

The report came the next time, and none of the British ships found a shadow.

Now although there are clouds in the sky, in general it is still good weather, visibility is good, the attackers are not found after being shelled, either the lookouts of the British fleet are blind, or the Germans have learned to be invisible.

"Where's the radar?" Cunningham finally spoke.

The British lagged behind Germany in radar, but after so long at war, a less powerful radar was still made, and the radar sentry ships in Cunningham's fleet were leased to Britain by the Americans at the beginning of the war, bypassing the Cape of Good Hope to join the Mediterranean detachment blockaded in Egypt by Sicily and Turkish/Nice.

Cunningham's question was immediately answered: "The radar did not detect any suspicious targets. ”

"But we're under attack, aren't we?" Cunningham said to himself, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The shell had just landed about five hundred meters away from the Warweary, less than a hundred meters from the escorting destroyer Vampire, and the splash was estimated to have spilled the Vampire deck crew.

"This is clearly shelling." "I just happened to see the splash when it hit, and the shell went into the water and made a small splash before it exploded. Caliber minimum 300 mm. ”

"But the question is where the shelling came from." Cunningham said as he searched the surface of the sea with his binoculars, but of course found nothing.

He put down his binoculars and pondered for a while before saying, "If this is an attack by the Germans, there will be another one." ”

With that, he pulled out his pocket watch and looked at it.

"It's been five minutes since the first shot, and maybe it's just a weapon like the Paris cannon, which can only fire a dozen rounds a day, and it's not enough to ...... at all."

Before he could finish speaking, a huge column of water rose about 300 meters on the starboard side of the Warweary.

"Starboard observed!" The lookout loudly reported what the entire bridge knew.

At this time, the captain of the war-weariness muttered in a low voice: "The Germans are shooting at school!" That damn reconnaissance plane in the sky is giving them corrective shots! ”

Actually, there was no proof-shooting at all, it was all stunts - oh no, it was all probability, or to use a retro word called "metaphysics", the two shells of Lin Youde's metaphysical cannon just happened to fall on both sides of the war-weary, and the distance between them was eight hundred meters.

And in fact, the line between the two landing points did not pass through the War Weary, but the British did not look like that at all.

By this time, the young staff officers on the bridge were already pale, and no one liked the feeling of being targeted by shells fired out of sight.

"If the Germans were attacking from beyond sight, they would not have been able to hit at this distance." Cunningham said categorically, "They're showing off another useless skill, like the flashy supercannon of the last war." ”

Cunningham's words played a very significant role in stabilizing the morale of the military.

But at that moment, the sound of cannonballs bursting through the air filled the entire bridge for a moment, and then the deck under Cunningham's feet shook. The lookout on the side of the bridge shouted: "Port side is close to miss!" ”

The captain immediately pounced on the microphone and asked loudly: "Report the situation in the bottom warehouse!" Chief Engineer! How's it going? ”

"I don't know, I heard the sound of water coming in from my position, it should be very close, I'm going to take a look."

A moment later, the chief engineer's report came: "A three-meter-long breach, it's not a big problem, even if we don't plug our pumps, we can handle it, and we are doing a gag operation, it won't affect navigation and fighting." Ten people were injured and no one died. ”

The war-weary's captain let out a sigh of relief, and the entire bridge had almost the same expression.

At this time, Cunningham took a deep breath: "Until we know the details of the German weapons, it is not appropriate for us to go any further." ”

As soon as Cunningham said this, no one refuted it, because everyone thought so.

"Tell the fleet, begin to turn around, and return to Alexandria."

After the order was given, the warweariness, as the flagship, was the first to turn, and at this time the fourth shell of the Germans landed in the turning British fleet, and did not hit anything, but it strengthened Cunningham's determination to retreat.

After the fleet began to retreat, the German reconnaissance planes stared at the British fleet for more than an hour, and then disappeared into the blue sky.