Chapter 93

Eighteen modified remotely controlled unmanned A-4 Skyhawk attack planes emerged from the clouds and blasted toward the British Imperial Expeditionary Fleet below with a sharp whistling of shells of various calibers that exploded in the air. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The expeditionary fleet below suddenly seemed to panic all of a sudden, and after the five combined 13.5-inch guns on the Irish roared into the sky once, almost all the naval guns with anti-aircraft capabilities began to fire wildly into the sky, such as Lord Nelson and Agamemnon, whose guns were seriously lacking in elevation angle and had not been modified, also tried to use high-explosive shells to stir up a column of water on the sea, hoping to affect the sight of enemy aircraft and reduce the accuracy of their dives.

I don't know if the officers and men of the Royal Navy are really well-trained, and even the anti-aircraft guns without VT fuses can accurately destroy the enemy planes, or if they simply hit the big luck, and the three A-4 attack planes were blown up by Vickers 40mm anti-aircraft guns before they could get close to the enemy ship. But this did not frighten the remaining A-4s, but made them rush desperately towards the three core ships that were tightly guarded in the center of the group in an even more frantic manner.

The sailors of the Royal Navy were a little distracted in the face of this scene, and even the speed of shooting slowed down unconsciously. If they were to fly these planes in the same position, they would not be able to do that at all. If they were right, the enemy planes had been squeezed to the limit, and there was even a possibility that they would disintegrate in the air at any moment. However, under the scolding of a large number of junior officers, the sailors finally regained their spirits, they were no longer a worthless conscription in the Royal Navy, and they were no longer fighting for the hegemony of the Empire or some other seemingly great but illusory reason, and they were going to fight for their lives at this moment.

AT A FRENZIED RATE OF FIRE, TWO MORE SKYHAWKS WERE SHOT DOWN, ONE OF WHICH WAS BLOWN UP BY A 4-INCH SHELL FROM THE RAGE, AND THE OTHER WAS HIT BY A RANDOM 454KG BOMB.

However, under the continuous blows, the remaining Skyhawks flew more and more vigorously, and the old anti-aircraft guns were too slow to keep up with the remaining 13 attack aircraft.

Soon, with a boom, a 454KG bomb accurately hit the flight deck of the Fury, blowing up the flight deck and the gnaku below. Just as the damage management team on the Fury began to extinguish the fire, a destroyer was also hit, and was directly blown in two, and quickly sank into the deep sea, the raging fire caused a large area of water vapor to rise on the surface of the sea, as if declaring that the war had just begun.

Andrew. Brown. Vice Admiral Cunningham looked worriedly at the black smoke generated by the explosion of a large number of shells in the sea space outside the bridge, and his mood suddenly became a little depressed. "Who attacked us? Their aircraft are at least one or even two generations more advanced than those of the Royal Naval Aviation. Are they the natives of this world? They're the only ones who have the ability, right? ”

"Lieutenant General, I think, those natives don't have the guts, their technology is indeed temporarily beyond the empire, but through the drawings provided by these natives, we are also catching up, the new generation of fighters is already being fully designed, not to mention, most of the necessities and energy consumed by these natives are provided by us, if these guys really dare to betray their promises and attack us, then the empire will definitely eradicate them with thunder." Sir Marbencint smiled and persuaded Vice Admiral Cunningham, when he was about to say something, when suddenly the battleship of Ireland under the two men broke out with a loud bang, followed by a violent shake, which broke their heads and bleed.

Lieutenant General Cunningham didn't care about his appearance anymore, waved his hand and reprimanded a group of staff officers who were about to surround him, hurriedly wiped the blood from his forehead with a handkerchief, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" Report the loss. ”

"It's... It was an enemy plane that crashed into it. A navigating staff officer, who had seen it clearly, answered the lieutenant general's question as if he had seen a ghost.

"Bump... Bumped into it? Lieutenant General Cunningham frowned, as if he could not understand the situation. Could it be that there is no hope of escaping after being hit? I guess so... It can't be...

Suddenly... The Fury on the side once again burst into flames, and then the explosion was incessant, and the hull of more than 20,000 tons was like a fragile toy, which rose violently, and then fell back into the water.

"**** twenty-three degrees, quick, go put out the fire, fill the starboard side with water." The Furious staffs commanded all the personnel who did not need to participate in the air defense operation, and threw themselves into the operation to save the steel giant. It is not possible to rely on the damage management team alone, the fire caused by the previous attack was finally suppressed, and after such a blow, it burned wildly here, and the loss management team has already taken care of itself, and how can they have the energy to take care of other places. Now, they had to try to contain the fire in Gnaku to prevent it from continuing down and eventually detonating fuel or ammunition.

On the side of the Irish, everyone was already completely stunned, and this time everyone could clearly see that a plane crashed straight into the Fury, and detonated a Swordfish/reconnaissance plane that was entangled in the blocking cable and could not be completely pushed into the sea, and thus triggered a series of explosions, resulting in a gorgeous scene comparable to the explosion of ammunition on a capital ship.

But this is really just the beginning, the remaining eleven Skyhawk attack planes also began to carry out the last special attack of their lives, in less than ten minutes, two E-class light cruisers, three Admiralty M-class destroyers sank into the rolling waves, the Agincourt battleship was blown out of the two turrets in the middle and the A turret in the front, it can really be regarded as a big break, if the fire can still be controlled, I am afraid that it can really be directly abandoned ship. In addition, the Irish was broken and the Fury was broken, and the only ones that were unscathed were probably the two Lord Nelson-class quasi-dreadnoughts that broke away from the group early because of the serious lack of anti-aircraft firepower. In that fateful five-minute attack, no, even before that, there were no planes to attack even a little bit of the two old ships, I really don't know if it was lucky or unlucky.

In view of the condition of the second ship, Vice Admiral Cunningham decisively raised his vice admiral's flag and flagship flag on the Lord Nelson, and commanded the two old ships to run out of the 16 knots that they could exert at the moment and rush towards the coast of New York. The most seriously injured Agincourt had only 5 knots left, and all but the personnel who maintained the most basic power had been evacuated to each ship, and Agincourt had been abandoned. Vice Admiral Cunningham's eyes were not reluctant at all, an old thing that was about to be demolished, it was not in vain to have this fate, and its final value was probably to buy enough time for the rest of the ships again, but what about himself? Can it succeed in the Horse Leather Shroud?

"Flag Message, England expects everyone to do their duty." The lieutenant general's voice was full of exhaustion, it was this famous order that made the Anglo-Saxons, the descendants of the sea, keep the Trident of the sea for more than a hundred years, and at this moment, they can only hope that with the blessing of the heroic spirit of Viscount Nelson, they can make the battleship named after Viscount Nelson give full play to its last value, and use naval guns to strike hard at the enemy who comes from nowhere.

In the distance, more than a dozen planes have flown closer and closer...

PS: The specific data of the battleship here may differ from the historical facts.