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Chapter 1127(2/2)

Use the focal length in front of the aircraft to aim at the steel behemoth-like battleship.

"Put it down!" Following Ye Qingcheng's command, the mechanic quickly put down the wrench in his hand.

This may be his only weapon!

Two torpedoes attacked the Israeli Navy battleship from two angles.

The angle of the two torpedoes is very tricky!

One attacked the battleship, while the other directly blocked the battleship's direction.

"What is this thing throwing down?" the Israeli staff officer looked at the iron birds with some strangeness.

They didn't understand that if they wanted to drop a bomb, they would have to reach above the warship.

But now, these people were several hundred meters away, so they threw the bomb into the sea.

Could it be said that Ming Dynasty’s bomb experts could preserve ammunition in sea water?

No one has ever seen it, which means this weapon is terrifying.

The torpedo advanced rapidly in the sea. As it advanced, a large stream of bubbles emerged from the sea water, forming a white track.

"Torpedo! Torpedo!" The Israeli Navy has never seen an aircraft, but it has seen torpedoes.

Especially Eliezer Marom, his scalp felt numb when he saw the white track.

But it was too late to say anything now. A torpedo hit the battleship's stern rudder directly!

Eliezer Marom closed his eyes in pain, even though the battleship was rough and thick, making it difficult to attack.

But torpedoes are definitely an exception!

The torpedo developed by Ming Dynasty can sail in sea water. If it were not for the naval officers who had seen this thing, everyone might still be in the cabin, tremblingly waiting for their tomorrow.

But they encountered a torpedo, and a huge explosion sounded like muffled thunder.

Eliezer Marom opened his mouth as wide as a hippopotamus. This was the first time he saw a ship being torpedoed.

The battleship was blown up by a torpedo and smoke billowed out. After the explosion, Mr. Wu pulled over the staff officer beside him.

"This...what the hell is this."

Looking at the side of the ship that unfortunately won the bid, a huge hole was blown open. Raging seawater was pouring in through the gap.

At the beginning, the damage management team thought it was just a one-time explosion and would not be able to do much work.

But they were wrong. The huge wave was five meters high. I covered the suitcase with a wine bottle and gave it directly to my entourage.

Under repeated attacks from aircraft, Eliezer Marom's fleet remained very eager and finally became curious about the collection.

But being curious, there was nothing he could do.

One could only look at the battleship, which was once so huge and felt as oppressive as a mountain, that chaos began to appear.

Countless people jumped from the warship and splashed in the water, and even more people had just used the cabin.

Seawater was still pouring into it, and the water quickly filled the battleship. Fortunately, everyone closed the watertight compartments and roads to prevent the seawater from spreading wantonly.

The Hebrew engineers came here and just took a look at this, which was extremely problematic.

One after another, the Stukas began to dive bomb.

The airborne torpedoes were also fired one after another!

Soon, the battleship that had just been hit by a torpedo was hit again by a torpedo.

"Boom!" The explosion obviously detonated, but what did they do?

At exactly six o'clock in the afternoon, the battleship Spielberg, which had been attacked in the first round, had its stern raised high.

The entire ship slid into the icy bottom of the Mediterranean Sea!

The huge whirlpool pulled countless people who jumped into the sea directly into the sea.

Those people didn't even have time to call for help, and they sank directly to the bottom of the sea with the battleship.

The airborne torpedoes began to be fired one after another, and the battleship might be able to withstand two or three rounds without incident.

But as long as the destroyer takes one hit, it will sink directly. This is a standard one-shot attack.

The Ming Dynasty's carrier-based aircraft are all in two-by-two formations, because there is no radio command, and they rely entirely on tacit understanding to fight.

Fortunately, they conducted frequent drills in Daming and along the way.

Now that we are actually fighting, no one feels that training is any different from usual training.

After one group dropped the torpedoes, they returned directly with their wings shaking.

Then the second batch, the third batch, the fourth batch!

The sea surface was full of burning grease, and there were soldiers in the water constantly calling for help.

Whenever a battleship sank, the pilots in the plane roared with excitement.

Fortunately, there was no radio in these days, otherwise the eardrums would be deafened.

The anti-aircraft guns on both sides of the destroyer were simply not enough to pose an effective threat to aircraft. In fact, from the beginning of the battle to the present, not a single shell has hit the Stuka.

The Stukas dived and attacked one after another, and the Israeli Navy warships sank one after another.

When the destroyers were lost, Eliezer Marom saw two planes swooping down.

On the other side, there were also two aircraft swooping down.
Chapter completed!
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