Calhoun's eyes never left the periscope, and his mouth had to be comforted:

"Don't worry! No, we were silent the whole time, and it was absolutely impossible for the enemy to detect us, which should be a coincidence. We just need to wait for the signal from our comrades on the Harry, and then we will launch an attack and directly eliminate these watchdogs. The rest is just cake on our plate, and we can eat it however we want. ”

The crew behind him could only silently pray to their God in their hearts, after all, the enemy ships above were approaching them step by step, and this oppressive atmosphere seemed to be as if the air inside the submarine was beginning to become viscous, making people a little breathless.

At this time, on the Harry, Duarte seemed to inadvertently say to the blonde middle-aged man who led the way in front of him:

"Why are the people on your ship hiding from the guard posts in such a little rain!"

When the blonde middle-aged man heard this, his face changed greatly, after all, it was obviously abnormal for such a big warship to have only his own people. It seems that he has been discovered.

When he turned his head and was about to make a move, the gunshots behind him rang out first, followed by the sound of firecrackers in front and behind the Harry.

Both sides were in a state of high nervousness, ready to start fighting, and as soon as the guns rang out, the personnel who greeted the Harry also raised their guns, but they were surprised to find that the personnel of the House reacted faster.

Before Duarte's words could fall, everyone drew their pistols and shot at the enemies around them while looking for cover. The speed of reaction was obviously faster than that of them, who were supposed to be ambushes.

Moreover, these people are obviously more familiar with the terrain than they are, which is also normal, after all, their own warship and all the layouts of this warship are exactly the same.

A few people who had secretly hidden behind them raised their guns to shoot, but they were knocked down by the gunfire behind them.

What made the German soldiers on the Harry even more desperate was that the people waiting in front of them had just rushed out of the cabin and were wiped out by a black shadow that appeared out of nowhere in front of the warship.

The exchange of fire lasted no more than five minutes before it stopped. At the cost of four wounded and two killed, the task force aboard the House regained control of the Harry into the hands of the Allies.

It turned out that when the transport boat passed the bow of the ship, a group of soldiers who had been sneaking on the side of the transport boat broke away from the transport boat and climbed onto the bow of the Harry through the anchor chain in the bow. And all the way to the stern search.

When Duarte and the others shouted for coffee and left the stern, another team quietly climbed up to the stern through a net rope and secretly followed them.

This is a very typical small-scale special forces ship-grabbing tactics, don't look at it, this is Fang Lang's ship-grabbing plan based on the tactics of the special forces learned in later movies.

Judging by the results, the tactical goal was achieved. However, the price of casualties paid must have exceeded Fang Lang's expectations.

However, this battle can be said to be a classic Marine Corps tactic that can go down in history. He has accumulated rare practical experience for Fang Lang to train marines and special forces in the future.

The speed of the gunfire was far less fast than the speed of the gunfire, and the House was nine nautical miles away from the Harry at this time, and with the sound of the House steamship itself, everyone could not hear Harry's good gunfire at the first time.

Fortunately, the lookout post on the House saw the gunfire on the Harry in the telescope. Fang Lang was immediately informed of the news of the exchange of fire on the Harry.

When Fang Lang saw the Harry move, he ordered without hesitation:

"All artillery, aimed at the set target, fire!"

The artillery that received the order, now without any hesitation, directly began to rotate the battery, aiming all the artillery at the position of the enemy ship sent by the center of the battle situation.

This sudden change naturally could not be concealed by Calhoun, who had been staring at the House in the periscope. Although the night was dark, Calhoun could clearly see the metallic glow reflected as the guns on the House rotated through the rainy night.

Calhoun, who was frightened, suddenly broke the silence of the U-boat, and exclaimed urgently:

"Collect the periscope, angle twenty, dive rapidly, direction 302, two cars into ten."

The submarine, which had been tense all the time, immediately became a pot of porridge, and everyone began to follow the instructions as soon as possible. Before everyone could ask questions, the sound of cannonballs entering the water was heard all around.

The sonar crews on the House were the first to react:

"Sir, azimuth 122, distance seven chains, the sound of enemy submarines diving."

After receiving the sonar soldier's report, Fang Lang said without hesitation:

"All artillery adjusted angles, azimuth 122, distance seven chains. Fire coverage. ”

Fang Lang, who had finished giving the order, stretched out his head again and looked at the water splashed by the shells on the sea that was close at hand. There was no sound of the submarine exploding or sinking.

Fang Lang ordered again:

"The right torpedo tube, fixed depth fifty, azimuth 122, two torpedoes, launch."

"It's sir, azimuth 122, depth 50, two torpedoes, launch!"

Immediately afterwards, two MK15 thermodynamic torpedoes were seen, which clicked twice from the ship's torpedo tubes and skewered into the sea. Unfortunately, because of the close distance, the torpedo did not reach the fixed depth at the first time, allowing Calhoun to escape.

"Sir, azimuth 122, distance six chains, the hydrolistening effect has become stronger, the sound of the enemy ship's propeller is obvious, they are turning, they want to get into the bottom of our ship."

Hearing the sonarist's report, Fang Lang smiled. Just now I was wondering why the enemy's submarine didn't fire torpedoes at itself in the first place! It turns out that the angle is wrong!

However, now that the two sides are so close, it's too late to turn the angle and fire a torpedo at yourself! Do you want to go through my low and fire the torpedo at me with the stern torpedo?

You're trying to eat a fart! The submarine drilled into the low of the destroyer, isn't this lighting in the toilet and looking for death! Thinking of this, Fang Lang ordered without hesitation:

"Left and right depth charges, ten each, standard depth, for Lao Tzu to blow him up."

"Yes, sir, standard depth, ten depth charges to the left and right, projectile."

This was followed by the sound of depth charges entering the water. Looking at the very regular sound of depth charges entering the water on both sides, Fang Lang couldn't help but secretly think, alas! I'm still used to living a hard life! I've even dropped depth charges, when will I be able to be as atmospheric as Reinhardt!

I don't know what happened to Reinhardt now, if he died, if he was still alive. I know that I saved him directly, I don't know if I will jump into the sea in anger!

It would be fun if you really jumped into the sea, and it would be even more fun to have a camera to capture it and take it out often in the future to enjoy. Although on the battlefield, Fang Lang actually started desertion.

It seems that two submarines were sunk, and some of the people floated up and couldn't find their way. Fortunately, it was not long before a loud noise was heard from the bottom of the sea, which clearly drowned out the sound of depth charges.

Needless to say, everyone knows what is going on, for a while, all the firepower fell into an eerie silence as if the pause button had been pressed, and the searchlights on the ship kept looking for the sea on both sides.

Before everyone could find the oil stain on the water surface, the sonar reported again:

"Sir, there is the sound of a submarine sinking underwater."

Fang Lang did not rush to conclusions, but continued to wait for the observation post on the sea surface to confirm the results. Turning to the sonar soldier, he said:

"Didn't you hear anything unusual except for this submarine?"

"Report sir, no anomalies found."

"Then after we're done, you focus on monitoring the rear of the Harry and see if you can find this bastard."

"Yes, sir."

"Sir, there's an oil stain on the right side." The lookout post reported loudly.

Everyone looked at the light of the searchlight, and sure enough, not far away, a large area of oil and debris surfaced.

Everyone looked at Fang Lang and waited for Fang Lang's finalization. Fang Lang met everyone's eager gaze and walked to the communicator inside the ship and said:

"Congratulations, three kills, this is the result of our joint efforts, brethren, well done."

As Fang Lang's words fell, there was a shocking cheer from the whole ship, which was a little noisy at first, but slowly, it began to rise. When Fang Lang heard this, everyone was cheering in unison:

"Long live the captain! Long live the boss! ”

Hearing everyone's laughter, Fang Lang smiled reservedly and said to the driver:

"Bearing 253, left helm ten, we continue to make a detour around Harry."

With Fang Lang's order, the cheers gradually subsided, and everyone began to return to their posts. But it can also be seen from everyone's excited expressions that the emotions obviously did not subside so quickly.