Soon, another anti-aircraft gun turret on the Ark Royal was hit by German bombs, this time the explosion was even bigger than the previous one, and it is impossible to verify what happened. However, the explosion directly destroyed the minaret on the side of the aircraft carrier Ark Royal, and also destroyed some of the life-saving boats, and the entire deck was partially deformed and distorted, and the two fighters parked on it could no longer take off for combat again.

At this time, there were 6 fighters on board the Ark Royal that could be ready to take off in a short time to meet the German naval aviation. But this time it was hit, completely paralyzing the six planes on the aircraft carrier and unable to take off, and the British fleet's air defense responsibility could only be completed by relying on their own anti-aircraft guns for the rest of the time.

"The second hit! the second hit!" the officer in charge of damage management reported loudly the explosion that had just occurred: "The enemy bomb hit our flight deck...... Then it struck a twin anti-aircraft gun...... God, there's no way we can take off the rest of the planes. ”

"There's nothing to regret about this, go back to your post!" George frowned for a moment, and then opened his mouth to order: "Anyway, we don't have a few planes left, and now we can't take off fighters, it's not a big loss for us!"

He knew that this time the aircraft carrier Ark Royal must be more than lucky, because even if its own fighters had been consumed by the Germans, it still had no chance to escape from the battle and escape back to Canada.

It had to hold out on the battlefield until the last second, attract a large amount of German offensive firepower, and buy more time for the subsequent shelling of its own battleships—a sacrificial plan that sounds silly now, but in this case, it was the best thing Dudley Pound could come up with.

George started out as a loss manager serving on battleships, and now because of his promotion and experience, he has become the chief commander of damage management on the aircraft carrier Ark Royal. He can be said to have personally witnessed the decline of the British Royal Navy and the strong rise of the rival German Navy.

Just as he was directing his subordinates to rescue the already dangerous fire damaged place, as if God was working against him, a torpedo dropped by a German carrier-based aircraft on the side of the board was drawing a white straight line and rushing towards the aircraft carrier Ark Royal.

For design reasons, the deck and upper layers of the USS Ark Royal are very solid, but the underwater structure of this aircraft carrier, that is, the design of the torpedo protection, is very ordinary. This crappy design allowed the Ark Royal in another time and space to finally sink by a German submarine.

Although most of the sinking was due to the lack of experience of the Navy's damage management personnel, which led to the failure of emergency repairs, this also exposed the various deficiencies in the ability of the aircraft carrier Ark Royal to resist underwater attacks.

"The fire is under control! God willing!" a stop-loss officer sighed as he stood next to the fading flames, wiping sweat. Beside him, two huge water pipes were spraying water near the part where the fire started, and it was lucky that the ammunition inside did not explode, so it left a lot of time for everyone to repair it.

George was also near the deck where the fire started, supervising his men to extinguish the fire as quickly as possible and recover the ship's losses. When the people around him sighed God bless, George also felt that his luck seemed to be good today, but unfortunately he didn't have time to agree with the exclamation of his subordinates when he heard someone in the distance shouting a vague sentence to him.

He turned his head to see the soldiers in the distance pointing to the sea and shouting at him, the noise of the pipes and the roar of the pumping machine making it impossible to hear what they were shouting. But as a naval officer, he still sensed danger and turned his head in the direction that the other party pointed into.

Then he saw a white wave on the sea in the distance, which had begun to gradually dissipate, and in the near distance, the white wave was so obvious that it made him feel weak. The angle of this torpedo was too tricky, and it burrowed into the bottom of the aircraft carrier just as the Ark Royal was turning to dodge the other two torpedoes.

"Hell!" before he could complain, George felt the deck under his feet suddenly rise like an elevator, and then a huge vibration came from the soles of his shoes, twisting his legs directly, and lifting him out of the air.

He saw that the pump next to him was also lifted, including the damage management personnel next to the pump. They looked at each other in horror in mid-air, and could even see the despair in each other's eyes.

Then they were completely overwhelmed by the ammunition in the ammunition depot of the 4.5-inch heavy anti-aircraft gun, which exploded and exploded...... As soon as George's eyes went black, he lost all consciousness, and he didn't even feel the pain, and he left this world. The side of the Ark Royal began to pour into the sea, and the exploding ammunition depot flew an entire fast ship's side, and there was no need to stop the loss, because there was no need to salvage the ship at all.

"Where's George? What about George? Has his damage failed? Let him report to me personally! Go and get him back for me!" The captain of the aircraft carrier Ark Royal was on the tilted bridge, looking at Admiral Dudley Pound, whose face was covered in blood, and shouted loudly: "Medic!

Dudley Pound had just hit the wall and was bleeding from the wall during the torpedo explosion just now. What is even more desperate is that the current Allied Supreme Commander has no wisdom and ability, that is to say, he previously ordered the Allied fleet to turn en masse, and once again leaned towards the German High Seas Fleet, which was the last time he gave the order to turn the fleet in this naval battle.

The whole bridge was in confusion because of the explosion, and everyone did not know what had just happened, whether it was the ammunition on the side that had exploded, or if another German plane had hit the aircraft carrier - the liaison officer and the soldiers who were looking for George did not know where the damage commander had gone, and the most sighted time he was on the deck before the explosion.

What is even more desperate is that the aircraft carrier has now begun to tilt, and the speed of the fleet has been slowed down by the dying Ark Royal - the captain does not know whether to give the order to abandon the ship, or to give the order to stick to his post and continue to fight: the person who can ask for advice is already unconscious, and the person who can be consulted is gone, and now he has no way to make any decision, but to his adjutant and instruct: "Quick, find a way to make General Dudley Pound come to his senses, at least we should know what to do next!"

At the same time, the veteran sent the news that General Dudley Pound was wounded and that the aircraft carrier Ark Royal was seriously injured and was sinking with a spare code: "Request for support, if you stand idly by, the Atlantic will be surrendered to the Germans!"

"Captain! George has been found, and he was near the site of the explosion when he was last seen...... Several soldiers swore they had seen Chief George caught in the explosion and never seen again. The first mate who went to George brought back the depressing news that he was out of breath and reported to the captain the results of his visit.

Then he pointed to a damage management officer behind him, who was blackened by the fire, and continued to advise his captain: "This is the most experienced damage management officer I can find in a short time, and he suggests that we should immediately order the ship to be abandoned, for in his opinion there is no value in continuing the repair." ”

"Sir!" the officer spoke, his white teeth blackened by fire, "with all due respect, even if Chief George saw the current situation, he would have given this advice...... The hull of the ship was already flooded in large quantities, the Germans were still conducting air raids, and we simply did not have the ability to ensure that the ship would not sink in such conditions. ”

The American fleet saw that the British fleet was in chaos, and did not leave alone, but followed the British fleet, using the few remaining fighters to provide limited air cover for the British fleet. The American fighter planes are getting fewer and fewer, and now they are difficult to protect, and counting on them to regain air supremacy on the battlefield, the British fleet might as well count on their battleships. But as allies, they did their best, and with their own battles, they took the pressure off the British Royal Navy.

"It's not good news that the Ark Royal is sinking, if we turn around now and leave the British Navy behind...... Perhaps the losses of the United States will be reduced to a minimum. The adjutant stood on the bridge of the USS Franklin with his hands behind his back and advised his superior.

The American captain hesitated, knowing that what his lieutenant said was right, and very right. The best thing to do now was to leave immediately with the remnants of the defeated army, and throw the remnants of the British Royal Navy to the Germans. The rest is left to the diplomats to fight the war of words, and it's not something their soldiers need to worry about anyway.

So he wanted to speak, give the order to turn and get out of the field. But before he could give his order, he heard the officers in the telegraph room shout out the exciting good news: "The Villain and the Nelson have arrived! There is no place for the German navy to escape!"

At the same time, the captain of the aircraft carrier Ark Royal reluctantly gave the order to abandon the ship: "Get out of here! The rest depends on what the rest of the people can do!"