Chapter Seventeen
Shortly after the Second Squadron led by Smith bombarded Calais, John Joe's First Squadron also found a strange black cloud floating on the sea in front of the fleet - a black cloud formed by thick smoke columns sprayed from countless chimneys.
The mood of British naval officers and soldiers became suppressed with the emergence of this black cloud. However, what made them even more panic was that they did not even see the face of the German warship. The sound of the air being torn apart was already ringing in their ears. More than 40 280mm or 305mm shells hit the sea like meteorites. In a burst of tinnitus explosions, the sea water was raised high, and a large area of sea surface was shrouded by white water curtains. Hundreds of tons of sea water fell back into the sea and produced immeasurable power. The sea water hit the water hard, stirring up huge waves, and the tall water wall quickly spread around until it hit the wall of the warship with force. For the British sailors, the world began to shake!
"It must be those planes guiding the German fleet!" John Joe looked at the German planes hovering in the sky fiercely, and had no choice but to the "flies" flying high altitudes, so he quickly issued an order to change directions.
"The fleet turns and heads north at full speed!"
The so-called full speed of this old-style armored fleet was just a panting and struggling to move forward with a speed of 18 knots. One by one, the huge hulls began to turn, and the steel heads drew a large piece of white wave marks on the sea. From the air, the British fleet was like a huge arrow. The track behind them seemed to be straight arrows, and the small warship was like the feathers of this arrow. The silver arrow that originally pointed directly to the east was suddenly broken here.
Just 2 minutes later, the British sailors witnessed German shells falling like small meteor showers. Water columns with a diameter of more than 20 meters rose into the air and were far higher than the masts of those cruisers. The British warships were shaking harder and harder, and the sea walls raised by the explosion hit their decks again and again. Some of the sailors standing on the open-air bridges screamed and searched for hidden objects, while others grabbed everything he could, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be wiped into the sea by shrapnel or water walls.
If there was really God, then he would definitely be able to hear the prayers of countless British people in this sea area.
"Hey, you! Are you still like warriors of the British Empire? They all cry with sad faces. Where did your enthusiasm for avenging the people of London just now?" John Joe roared with anger, his voice filled the small space of the command tower. Looking at the officers around him, they all cried as if they were dead.
After a long time, an officer whispered: "General, the Germans' shelling at 20,000 yards is so accurate, and we don't even have a chance to fight back now! The fleet did not continue to narrow the distance with the Germans, but turned north. We could not escape and could not fight. Isn't this waiting to die in vain?"
The others in the command tower supported the man who spoke with their eyes. After a while, John Joe slowly spoke:
"What do you know? This is a strategy!"
Everyone was silent all of a sudden until half a minute later someone shouted:
"Look! The 'Titan' was shot!"
John Joe pushed everyone away. Not far from their right, the 12,000-ton armored battleship "Titan" had just been severely hit by a German shell. The battleship's high mast collapsed at the stern, and the broken cables were tangled on the mast and burning. Rolling smoke was pouring out from its broken upper main building. In the gap between the smoke, people found that its once angular bridge had collapsed. The part hit by the shell was twisted into a ball of scrap iron after the huge explosion. The 6-inch armor wrapped in the shooting command post seemed to be easily lifted. The officers inside probably had already reported to the heavenly kingdom, and the command tower where the captain was located was spared with its 11-inch thick armor protection.
"God, that must be the shell fired by the main gun of 50 times the diameter of 305 mm! It seems that at least it was a German Caesar-class battleship, and the Germans really sent the most elite battleship!" John Joe exclaimed that if the German Nassau-class battleship had a 45-times the diameter of 280 mm, the loss of the warship would be much smaller.
After a few dozen seconds, the air boiled again, and large-caliber shells burst into the air and made a hoarse whistle sound. The last two waves of shells fell no longer monotonous sea water. After the shells hit the steel, countless high-speed steel fragments and liquid metal were reflected around like fireworks. It was even more spectacular to hit the iron wood warship. Wood blocks, iron sheets, and fabrics of various shapes flew onto a large sea surface.
Within a few minutes after the British fleet completed its turn, two more waves of shells fell over the fleet. Several small warships were blown to pieces, and three armored battleships, including the Titan, were damaged. The United also landed far behind the fleet due to a large amount of water inflow.
Just like that, the British fleet fled north desperately, while the German fleet followed the British calmly, always maintaining a distance of about 12 nautical miles. The school launcher continuously sent the British fleet back to the German fleet. The front main gun on the German warship readjusted the shooting numbers every 2 minutes, so the shells always fell very close to the British warship. As the commander of this German battleship, Admiral Schell enjoyed the pursuit of this hunting dog and rabbit.
In the stuffy turret, the German sailors rushed to the world and filled bags of fired medicine and shells into the barrel, and then covered their ears with a smile on their faces waiting for the launch.
More than half an hour later, the German battle fleet arrived at the place where the British fleet turned. Some fragments of the explosive British warships were floating on the sea, and two masts were exposed alone from the water. In view of the hull, the United, whose hull was seriously tilted left, moved north helplessly.
The German warships blew the flagstone and asked the British sailors above whether they were willing to surrender.
Soon, the British responded with gunfire.
Schell showed a contemptuous smile, and the two 305mm caliber main guns at the tail of the United ship seemed so weak and powerless in front of him.
"Break its superstructure and main gun, I'm going to capture it!"
The Catherine and King Albert left the fleet and sailed to the left and right sides of the United. At an angle of 60 degrees to the target, these two Caesar-class battleships could gather 8 305mm caliber cannons on one side. At this angle, the United, which tilted 10 degrees to the left, had almost no counterattack.
The rear main gun of the United States was still stubbornly firing back, while the Catherine and King Albert were advancing silently, 9,000 yards and 8,000 yards. The muzzle of the main gun was slowly lowered. The shells fired by the "United" sub-air gun splashed small splashes around them, but the huge German warship didn't care at all. Until the distance of 6,000 yards, the 16 main guns on the two German warships fired together to kill them.
Roaring, the shells were almost horizontally tracked towards the United States. The United's bridge instantly turned into a huge fireball. The highest level of the Luosu Bridge and the main gun command post had been blown away without a trace. The combat bridge on the lower floor was torn in two halves, one half twisted and extended diagonally out of the ship's side, and the other half collapsed into the next level of the nautical bridge. The barrels of the front and rear turrets had become distorted, and several huge cracks appeared on the turrets.
The United States was silent. After the German ship's second volley, there was no longer any surviving life above the deck.
After the German battleship was over, the German battleship left, leaving only two destroyers to clear the scene.
As the setting sun gradually approached the sea level, the German school launcher was ready to return. Admiral Schell was thinking about whether to continue pursuing the British fleet, the reconnaissance aircraft discovered Betty's fleet more than 20 nautical miles southwest of the aircraft carrier formation. However, Schell's battle fleet was 50 nautical miles away from the aircraft carrier.
In the aircraft carrier formation, only 5 dreadnoughts, including the Frederick the Great, 4 armored battleships, 6 destroyers, 2 aircraft carriers and 2 seaplane carriers were left. They had to fight against the British two dreadnoughts, 10 armored battleships, 27 various cruisers and 18 destroyers alone in the coming darkness.
A surprised expression was written on Prince Heidrich's face. He did not expect that the British would dare to divide their troops at this time, especially the British fleet that shelled Calais, which greatly interfered with his judgment. After a brief thought, he decisively issued the order to turn the fleet. Less than an hour before darkness, his torpedo aircraft could strike one last time. No matter how many British warships they could sink, it could only slightly delay the British. This British fleet would definitely carry out the last bet regardless of the last bet.
Heidrich slowly stood up and walked to the bridge. The sea surface before dusk was calm and beautiful. He looked at each battleship in the fleet one by one, and silently calculated their speed in his heart. The maximum speed of the five fearless battleships "Frederick the Great", "Caesar", "Nassau", "Rhineland" and "Thuringian" were between 19.5 knots and 21 knots, and the four armored battleships "Germany", "Hannover", and "Pomela".
The Nia and Prussia are 18 knots or 18.5 knots, the aircraft carriers "Super Duck Mom" and "Lisa" are 22 knots and 26 knots, respectively, the Victory and Honor seaplane carriers are 17 knots, and the six destroyers have speeds exceeding 25 knots. Obviously, the two seaplane carriers have become the biggest burden on the fleet, but even if they are left behind and retreat with all their strength, the British cruisers and destroyers are likely to catch up.
Chapter completed!