Part 6 Chapter 22 New Naval Battle Mode

As far as historical experience is concerned, the origin of the air force changing its naval warfare model was after the outbreak of the Pacific War. In the current historical period, whether in ground wars or naval wars, the role played is roughly the only role of reconnaissance aircraft.

Chen Congyun has spared no effort in the air force over the past decade, and it is still the kind of investment and development that points out the direction. Betty, who is so arrogant, is commanding the fleet to chase and kill the Chinese special fleet, and when he sees more than a hundred planes appearing in the sky, he can't help but smile a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Betty's first feeling was funny. The idea was that bombers had, but with those small bombs worth dozens of kilograms, they could shake the warship equipped with heavy armor? Betty believed that the Chinese were a manifestation of desperate jumping over the wall, or the result of a whimsical imagination.

Seeing the Chinese warship fleeing with smoke in front of him, Betty certainly had no reason to stop chasing the planes in the sky that could only play an itchy role. Betty, who had been through many battles, made some arrangements and ordered the adjutant to pass on the order: "Each ship's rapid-fire cannon is ready for air defense and treat the flies flying from the sky well."

Every member of the entire Far East Fleet did not take the flying bomber group seriously, and many sailors even seemed a little leisurely to point at the fighter jets in the air and laughed.

Just as Betty ordered the pursuit to continue, the Chinese fleet, which was around 10,000 meters away, suddenly turned around and circled a large circle. When the bomber group flew over the sky, the Chinese special-mix fleet had already turned around and set up a formation to kill a resurgence.

As the commander, Betty felt that she was having an illusion and couldn't help but whisper: "Are the Chinese crazy? They dare to turn back and respond."

The two fleets fought again. The Chinese special fleet, which had just run away with their heads, seemed to have taken stimulants, braved the fierce artillery fire of the British fleet and began to fight back.

Li Zhun, who was standing on the "Qianlong" flybridge, was also sweating at this time. Although he was acting according to the original plan, there was no precedent in whether the aircraft bombing was effective or not in actual combat. However, there was one thing that Li Zhun was very clear about. It was purely a fantasy to defeat the British Navy by conventional naval means. Otherwise, how could it be gambling?

The new thunder torpedo plane flew over the sky at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour and began to dive, Li Zhun's heart beat violently. A shell fell on the deck. Although it did not cause too much damage to the warship, three or four soldiers flew up. It was obvious that Qianlong became the opponent's primary target of attack. When the bang of explosions continued to sound, the "Qianlong" continued to stir up the explosion. Inspired by the flying golden dragon battle flag, Li Zhun stood steadily on the fly bridge, inspiring the soldiers to fight to the death while secretly praying for the success of the plane's tactics.

When Betty held up a telescope and saw clearly that the torpedo was hanging under the plane, Betty's scalp suddenly became numb, and she couldn't help but scream: "Damn it! All ships gathered all the rapid-fire guns and fired at the planes in the sky."

This order was over. More than a dozen planes had already begun to dive at high speed, and more than a dozen torpedoes fell into the water, and their targets were aimed at the British flagship "Lion".

"Torpedo, it's a torpedo!" Many British soldiers on the battleship had discovered torpedoes, and the "Lion" was also trying hard to avoid various actions, but there were too many torpedoes.

The first bomber echelon has a total of 30 bombers and 90 torpedo aircraft. The first targets are all the big guys from the Far East Fleet.

The planes that the British looked down upon, began to dive and drop bombs one after another like locusts. The sea surface suddenly became extremely lively. The Chinese special mixed fleet in the distance always maintained a distance of about 10,000 meters, which was a bit like taking advantage of the situation.

The British Far East Fleet was soon in a state of turmoil, and the calmness of the previous one had already gone to the fore. Bombs kept falling on the main battleships. The Lion was the first to win, and three torpedoes plunged into the huge body of the battleship one after another.

Although the British Navy has experienced many battles, it is the first time that this situation has been encountered. Although the entire fleet has concentrated all rapid-fire guns to air intercepting aircraft, the Chinese Air Force is still rushing down with a dense firepower net. After three muffled sounds, the "Lion" in the middle called a torpedo tore open a huge hole, and a seven or eight-meter hole was blown up by the torpedo in the front. The navy flocked in, and the speed of the warships suddenly slowed down.

The Chinese Air Force bomber group had no intention of relaxing at this time. The three planes dived at the same time, aiming at the "Lion" and dropped three torpedoes.

"The destroyer casts smoke and everyone returns!" Betty had only time to give the last order, and felt that the huge body of the "Lion" jumped up and twisted a few times in the continuous violent vibration. The huge impact force made Betty's body fly backwards and hit the wall of the command cabin hard. Then, with a bang, he heard a string of metal breaking on his face, and his body rolled forward suddenly. Betty subconsciously grabbed the railing and found half of his body hanging in the air. Before he could get up, the warship had been broken into three pieces.

Li Jun was also frightened by the scene he saw and went to fight with a gambling mentality. Unexpectedly, what he saw was a massacre. After 120 aircraft in the first echelon lost all the bombs and paid the price of more than a dozen aircraft, the entire British Far East Fleet was already in chaos. None of the ten dreadnoughts were spared, and four of them were sunk one after another, and the rest were filled with thick smoke. Many of the other British warships were also smoking.

Before the first echelon disappeared completely, the bomber formation of the second echelon had already arrived, and another 120 planes buzzed and made harsh screams, batch after batch began to dive, and the smoke emitted by the British did not seem to have much impact on the aircraft's sight.

The torpedo fell into the water one by one, chasing and biting the target like a poisonous snake, and the sound of explosions came one after another. Li Zhu was completely stunned. Although the fleet's artillery fire had not stopped, Lin Zhu had not issued a new combat order for a long time.

"Sir!" The adjutant stepped forward and poked Li Jun in a daze. Li Jun, who came to his senses, reached out to wipe the dense cold sweat on his forehead, and let out a long breath and said with gritted teeth: "The fleet keeps a distance, and approaches the two wings with a fast warship. Be careful not to get too close. We will clean up the mess when the plane leaves."

This afternoon was destined to be the end of the British Far East Fleet, and the reversal of the entire world's naval warfare pattern. Within two hours, more than 300 aircraft in three echelons beat the British Fleet into a storm. The sky gradually dimmed and the sea was covered with smoke. More than half of the big guys in the British Fleet either sank or were blasted and covered in bruises and were invincible. There was almost no warship in the entire British Fleet. While Li Zhun was ecstatic, he did not forget to issue an order to attack the entire line. Two hours ago, the Chinese special mixed fleet, which was like a dog, began to beat the dogs in the water.

The British Far East Fleet, which suffered huge losses, changed three flagships in three waves of air raids. Supreme Commanders Betty and Wilkinson sank into the sea one after another. A one-sided situation appeared on the sea, and most British warships were constantly injured. The larger the tonnage warship, the more special treatment they suffered from aircraft bombs and torpedoes.

The foundation for the British Navy to dominate the sea for hundreds of years was not a false reputation. The tenacious British Far East Fleet, after an armored cruiser hung up the command flag, was still fighting and retreating in an orderly manner. As long as the Chinese Special Fleet approached a little closer, they immediately encountered crazy attacks from the British fleet. However, at this time, the Special Fleet no longer had a warship to know what fear was. Looking at the thick smoke rolling on the sea, they were chasing their opponents with the mentality of killing them. The British artillery fire was indeed fierce, but the Special Fleet's cannons were not vegetarian. In waves of volleys, Chinese warships were constantly being shot, while the British warships were constantly emitting balls of fire.

Around six o'clock in the afternoon, the British fleet had already escaped from the plane's voyage, and the air responded to tranquility. Seeing this scene, Li Jun couldn't help but secretly complain. It would be great if the warship could take off and land fighter jets. Thinking of this, Li Jun couldn't help but remembered that at the naval work conference at the early last year, Shen Congyun proposed a guiding report that the future naval battle would be dedicated to the development of the integrated sea and air tactics. Li Jun couldn't help but tremble, and felt a deep fear of Shen Congyun's gaze beyond the entire historical development.

Whether it was regret or fear, Li Zhun didn't think about it at this time, and commanded the fleet to pursue it at full speed, striving to sink another British warship.

Although the British fleet did not have the pursuit of the Chinese Air Force, the British fleet was not having a good life. The Far East fleet, which had lost more than half and was all injured, was no longer able to resist decently and could only escape at full speed. The fatality was that the injured warships did not run fast, and the rapid formation of the Chinese fleet had already moved its wings to encircle it.

The destroyer formation, known for its speed, was immediately intercepted by the British destroyer formation. Although the destroyer's tonnage is not large, it is fast, and it carries enough torpedoes to allow the destroyer to shoot torpedoes while the night is dark. The battle-prone British navy cannot be guarded against this. From the right wing is the cruiser formation, and the dense rapid-fire cannons ignited a gorgeous sky in the falling night. The British cruiser expected that the Chinese fleet would do this, and had already taken the initiative to fight, and the left and right wings of both sides were in a ball. The vast sea was filled with fire, water columns were connected to the sky, and thick smoke was rolling.

The British fleet, which had already suffered heavy casualties, naturally could not resist the fierce attack of the Special Mix fleet. After losing three highest generals in the air raids, the British Far East Fleet could only fight to escape.

The British Far East Fleet could only cast smoke desperately, and the destroyer used a large number of mines to threaten the Chinese warships pursuing. Li Zhun, who was prepared for a long time, refused to stop and continued to pursue the battle. Even if a cruiser touched the mine, he did not intend to stop chasing.

The British Far East Fleet, which had not yet escaped the pursuit of the Chinese fleet, at the moment when night fell, the sonar system of a destroyer discovered another bloodthirsty wolf pack. To be precise, it was a layered interception system composed of nearly 200 submarines. At this time, the British Far East Fleet was still hundreds of nautical miles away from the Mumbai port. This group of "hunters" who came out to hunt have now become the targets of being hunted.

The battle continued until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. The remaining thirty-three British warships completely escaped the pursuit of Chinese warships. The largest of them was just a 11,000-ton armored cruiser. The other fleeing warships were also some cruisers and destroyers. This result showed that the British Far East Fleet, which had ten dreadnoughts and more than 60 large warships, had lost its combat effectiveness. When the Air Force summarized the results afterwards, the Navy realized that the entire Air Force had only lost thirty-eight fighter jets. This was undoubtedly a brilliant victory!

After the war, Western newspapers said that the Chinese wrote new naval warfare modes in their own way, while the Chinese navy said that the great President Shen directed this great victory with an extremely advanced look.

Beijing, Changchun Garden!

Since the war started, this place has become the new command headquarters of the General Staff. When the Navy and Air Force were still chasing the British fleet on the sea, Shen Congyun, Deng Shichang, Aftershock, Xiao Moltke and other Chinese and German personnel were anxiously waiting for the news coming from the front. At this time, only Shen Congyun sat calmly and buried himself in the latest battle reports from Russia, and seemed to have no concern for the results of the navy. The careful little Moltke still found that Shen Congyun's hand holding the pen was trembling slightly, and saying that he didn't care about it was nonsense. Although he had advanced historical cognition at the bottom, Shen Congyun, as the director of this naval battle, had little confidence in using the Air Force to fight the navy for the first time.

As a sea poacher, submarines are still sufficient to deal with British merchant ships and escort fleets, but it is obviously unrealistic to rely solely on submarines to completely defeat the British Far East Fleet.

The sun set and the dusk gradually enveloped. Shen Congyun, who had been very calm, couldn't help but look up at the door. Two guards stood straight with submachine guns, and the yard was quiet and could not even hear any footsteps. No one moved the dinner on the table, and his stomach seemed to be hungry.

Deng Shichang, who was buried in front of Haitu, turned around and muttered to the adjutant beside him twice. The adjutant walked out gently. As soon as he reached the door, a trotting footsteps sounded clearly.

"Great victory! Navy victory!" The director of the telecommunications room, who was still in the yard, had already started shouting at this time. After a trot, he appeared at the door a little out of breath, waving a telegram in his hand.

"At 4:30 this afternoon, our special fleet, with the cooperation of the shore-based air force, sank more than ten enemy warships, and the enemy chief was now granted the title of head. The remaining enemy ships were fleeing. The ministry led the fleet to chase and kill. Our submarine force has set up a ladder intercepting formation to seek complete annihilation. We also hope that the headquarters will give instructions for the next action, and wish our Republic, long live the Chinese nation, long live the President! Long live the Shen President! Li Zhun, April 6, 1917 at 6:30 pm."

A cheer of "Ao!" sounded, and the young staff members who jumped up first were the ones in the combat room. Then a roar of "Long live the Republic of China! Long live the Chinese nation! Long live President Shen!" also sounded outside.

The pencil on Chen Congyun's hand fell off at this time, and the Sichuan character between his eyebrows stretched out. After a trembling body, the commander-in-chief of the Navy reached out to wipe his sweat from his head, and then a smile appeared on his face. The German Moltke was stunned at first, but he really didn't expect that the victory would come so quickly. Over the long run, the British Navy was so powerful that the Germans had never had the chance to breathe. Even during World War II in history, the German Navy did not have the ability to set off with the British Navy to fight well.

The Far East Fleet without looking at the Dreadnought is almost a tiger without teeth.

Deng Shichang suddenly stood up, rushed to the chart excitedly, and soon punched the chart hard and roared: "In at least two months, the British Navy has lost the control of the Bay of Bengal and the Indian Ocean."

Aftershock calmed down also took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Two months are enough for us to complete a large-scale landing battle in India. Anyway, everything is ready, and a Kolkata landing battle can be launched in three days. It is recommended that the first landing echelon follow a large number of engineers and engineering machinery to build a shore-based airport as soon as possible, so that even if the British subsequent reinforcements fleet comes, we can ensure a landing point."

Deng Shichang quickly took over the conversation and said, "From my perspective, we must strengthen sea surface supervision and let the submarine force stare at me 24 hours a day off the coast of Mumbai. As long as the British fleet dares to come out, the Air Force will immediately prepare to mess with him."

History once verified the saying that blessings are unparalleled. Just as a group of big men were smiling, the spy chief Zhao Xinglong quietly walked to the door and knocked on the door with a gloomy face.
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