As an old ship that entered service during the Navy's holiday period, the battleship Nagato was not known for its defensive capabilities, and its overall defensive performance was even ranked last among the capital ships of the same period.

In particular, her underwater defense belt was more of a response to underwater bullets fired by enemy ships than torpedoes.

So!

When the first Mark 17 hit her midway to port, the blast wave violently damaged the load-bearing structure of the hull, and then further tore the hull, causing a large amount of water.

The turbulent waters caused the battleship Nagato to tilt fifteen degrees to the left in a very short period of time, and it was almost about to enter the countdown to sinking.

"The hull is tilted! The hull is tilted! ”

The bad news came again, and Takasu Shiro, who was already anxious, suddenly became a master of the six gods.

At this time, the hull of the ship was shaking violently, and the old devil lost his center of gravity for a while. His body staggered crookedly, and he was about to fall.

At the critical moment, the Navy Shame seemed to have lost his mind, and actually tried to reach out and grab the chair next to him to maintain his balance.

"Boom!"

After a muffled sound, Takasu Shiro took a chair with his whole body and threw a dog eating in the armored command tower. Its forehead slammed into the edge of the chair, and the blood stained the ground red in an instant.

With the support of his subordinates, the old devil climbed up with difficulty.

In the autumn of existential crisis, I don't care about swearing and wailing. He strode up to the communications device and gave new orders to the on-call damage control team.

"Quick! Fill in the water now! Prioritize restoring the balance of the hull! ”

The damage management detachment that received the order began to act as soon as possible, and they barely corrected the left tilt of the battleship Nagato to a fifth degree by filling the empty compartment on the right side with water.

At the cost of remedy, a large amount of seawater poured into the hull again, causing the speed of the ship, which was already like a turtle crawling, to drop by another section.

It is worth mentioning that due to the fact that the damage management detachment was too anxious, they forgot to notify their colleagues in some cabins during the water filling process, resulting in hundreds of sailors directly becoming water ghosts.

In a sense, this is a good thing.

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After a series of rescues to quench thirst, the Nagato's hull finally stabilized.

In the face of the twelve torpedoes fired from the bow of the ship in the second wave and the starboard side in the third wave, the navigator in the armored command tower once again gave the order to cut inside at full speed to dodge.

A moment later, the entire battleship, like a nimble loach, smoothly passed through the gap between two waves of torpedoes, perfectly staging a thrilling torpedo beat.

One thing to say, this kind of snakeskin lightning dodging operation is really outrageous.

The comparable scene is estimated to be the drift of the battleship USS Missouri.

finally escaped death, and Takasu Shiro and the officers on the side breathed a sigh of relief.

But the good times didn't last long, and before they could be happy, the sound of panic came from the communication channel again.

"Your Excellency, the port propulsion shaft was damaged by the lightning strike just now. According to the assessment, our speed will begin to decrease in half an hour at the latest. ”

As soon as these words came out, the old devils were all bloodless, as if they had thought of something terrible.

Now the enemy's bombers are still eyeing the sky high, and once the speed of their own battleship drops below ten knots, it is really no different from a lamb to the slaughter.

Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular.

Just as Takasu Shiro and his party were worried, the fourth wave of Mark 17 torpedoes had already passed through the seriously damaged seaplane carrier and crashed into the port side of the Nagato.

This last wave of attacks is a long-awaited killing move of the 1st Air Division.

Even if a miracle happens today, the devils will have to eat torpedoes and eat to their heart's content.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Amid the wailing of the deck sailors, two torpedoes, one after the other, again hit the port side of the Nagato.

The first hit the hull near the chimney, and the inner engine room and boiler compartment were instantly filled with a large amount of seawater.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, the devils working there have no way to escape. They could only bang on the hatch in vain, holding their breath for the last struggle.

The second torpedo hit the hull around the mast, making the already battered propulsion shaft completely scrapped.

Such a fatal blow, if it were placed in a naval battle in the wizarding world of a white-haired man, it would have been a spectacular scene of four fires and two floods.

"Quick! Keep filling the water! The inclination of the hull must not exceed fifteen. ”

After Takasu Shiro gave the order, he silently waited for the damage control team to reply. But in the communication channel, only the sound of explosions and screams can be heard from time to time.

At this moment, anyone can guess that there must be a problem with the damage management, and there is even a high probability that all of them will be wiped out.

But even if those detachments were safe and sound, it would be useless, after all, they had nothing to do to make a substantial rescue. Because there were no additional empty compartments on the right side of the Nagato, they could be used to carry out damage control measures for reverse water filling.

In the desperate cries of the devil sailors, the old battleship, which was more than twenty years old, had tilted twenty-two degrees to the left.

Iron King Eight turned over, and it was only a matter of time.

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With only one propulsion shaft left on the right, the speed of the battleship Nagato had plummeted to seven knots.

As a commander with rich combat experience, Liu Yudi naturally would not let go of this good opportunity to beat the water dogs.

His eyes were sharp, and he stared intently at the old ship below like a candle in the wind, and after a little judgment, he ordered in the communication system of the fleet:

"Attention squadrons! Attention squadrons! ”

"The enemy's flagship has completely lost its ability to resist, and now it's up to our bomber formation to deliver the final blow to the devil!"

Liu Yudi's steady voice was mixed with a trace of excitement that could not be concealed:

"Next, the first squadron cut into the battlefield from the north, and the second squadron began to drop bombs from the west side of the enemy ships. There is still plenty of time for the battle, so everyone should calm down and not have any psychological pressure. ”

"Understood!"

Receiving an order from its own top commander, the huge Lancaster fleet immediately began to move. Everyone split in two in the air and flew towards the Nagato from two different angles.

Thanks to the rockets of the 1st Air Division, the First Fleet of the Devils was no longer able to organize a decent anti-aircraft fire network at this time, and could only let 30 four-engine heavy bombers ride in the face.

Seeing the enemy planes gradually approaching, Takasu Shiro's face became more and more pale, and he hurriedly ordered the destroyer Yakaze in the communication channel:

"Quick!"

"Turn on the smoke generator!"

Although the command of the commander of his own fleet was too brief, the captain of the destroyer Yakaze understood what the other party meant at the first time. He estimated the distance between the two sides, and then shouted to the navigator:

"Turn on the engine overload!"

"Hurry up and rush to the side of the Nagato, and use the smoke to interfere with the view of the enemy bombers."

It was a matter of life and death for their own flagship, and the order quickly spread to all departments of the ship.

The devils worked together to make the Yakaze destroyer soar to top speed in the shortest possible time, and finally sailed towards the center of the fleet.

At the same time, a black-and-white smoke barrier is released from the short flue, creating a high wall that affects the field of view.

The smoke from the non-completion of the combustion of such a boiler is slightly less effective in the horizontal direction, but it can definitely interfere with the observation of aviation.

It's a pity that the speed of the destroyer Yakaze is too slow.

Even if she bursts to her full potential, it will take three minutes to reach Nagato's side at the earliest.

Looking at the destroyer below who was trying his best to save it, Liu Yudi's face showed an interesting smile, like a villain behind the scenes.

"The first group, go into combat positions! Start attacking! ”

As soon as these words came out, the bombardier of the pilot aircraft of the 1st Squadron immediately pressed the button, and a super-heavy armor-piercing bomb weighing 5.443 tons fell from the sky.

The whistling sound of tearing through the air was heard, and the sailors on the battleship Nagato seemed to feel the call of death and stopped their work one after another.

The devils held their breath and waited for their final fate.

"Boom!"

The first goblet fell into the water and exploded one hundred and fifty meters to the left of the Nagato.

Accompanied by the sound of explosions that shook the mountains, a huge column of water dozens of meters high rose into the sky, and the sea water poured onto the deck like a goddess scattering flowers, drenching a group of sailors into chickens.

This situation made Takasu Shiro's pupils shrink.

"Masaka! What the hell is this! Armor-piercing aerial bombs? How can it be more powerful than the main cannon of the Nagato? ”

The old devil hurriedly raised the telescope in his hand, just in time to see a big guy out of the magazine.

"Here we go again!"

"Prepare for the shock!"

The second shot also missed, but the power of the near-miss directly hit the Yakaze.

In front of the goblet, this destroyer is like a weak little girl, who cannot withstand any ravage.

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Although the Lancasters of the 3rd Air Division are equipped with Norton sights, the Nagato is currently traveling at less than six knots. However, horizontal bombing is very difficult to hit moving targets, and if you want to hit, you really have to take into account luck and strength.

The first twelve rounds missed the target, which rekindled the hope of some devils. The delusional enemy even began to pray in secret for the blessing of his own god Amaterasu.

But! There is always a time when shit luck runs out.

"Boom!"

After a loud metal crash, the thirteenth bomb hit the deck in front of Nagato's No. 1 turret.

The warhead of the goblet is made of specially hardened steel. This makes it easy to penetrate a strong fortress or reinforced concrete bunker, and to penetrate an old battleship.

The super-heavy armor-piercing bomb easily pierced the deck and tore a large hole 14 meters long and 10 meters wide in the bow of the ship.

If you put it in the wizarding world of a white-haired person, the blow just now is definitely powerful, and you can add a black card to the medal belt.

After passing through the keel, the goblet exploded underwater, and thousands of tons of seawater poured into the Nagato's hull.

The violent shock completely paralyzed the fire control system and power system of the Iron King Eight.

The high-pressure shock wave even torsed the propeller at the stern, leaving the entire warship without power.

By now that he had fought the battle, Takasu Shiro had seen his end. The ensuing blows made him understand one thing, and that was that the Nagato was finished.

The old devil's heart was full of unwillingness and remorse, but a thousand words eventually converged into a few sentences.

"Good work."

"You all bravely participated in the battle, and the responsibility for the defeat lies with me alone, and it has nothing to do with you."

"All off the ship! Retreat now! I command you to shoulder your responsibilities, live well, and remain loyal to His Majesty the Locust! ”

After speaking, the old devil saluted the leaders of the various departments present, and then walked to the captain's command room without looking back.

Although it is not explicitly stated, everyone knows that the commander of his fleet will live and die with the Nagato.

After a few moments, the adjutants withdrew, leaving only the deputy captain to accompany the commander of his fleet on the road.

It's a pity that the Air Third Division won't give the devils a chance to sensationalize. Faced with Nagato, whose speed was almost zero, the 2nd Squadron did not hesitate to attack.

Fifteen goblets of the second squadron fell from the sky and flew towards the very center of the enemy fleet.

The next moment, huge water columns rose on the sea, as if there was a peerless powerhouse fighting at the bottom of the sea.

Eventually, two goblets hit again, one hitting the apostle and the other hitting the deck next to turret No. 3.

A few seconds later, turret No. 3 took off on the spot with two 410-mm heavy guns. It was as if there was an invisible take-off and landing plane, raising them thirty meters.

The falling turret was also uneasy, it was like a flying disaster, directly killing hundreds of little devils who had just abandoned the ship and jumped into the water.

With a series of violent explosions, Nagato's left tilt soon increased to seventy degrees. The entire starboard side was completely exposed to the water, almost overturning and clapping into the water.

When the hull was turned one hundred and twenty degrees, a large explosion occurred in the aft ammunition depot of the battleship, and the entire ship was broken into two knots directly in the water.

Eventually, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the surface of the sea.

This mushroom cloud is thousands of meters tall and can be seen even in Kagoshima, more than 100 miles away.

(End of chapter)