Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 645 Chapter 645 Missed Salvo
"Start the attack!" When the fleets of both sides approached to about 12 kilometers, Bernard gave the order to fire.

He didn't raise his volume, but just gave a very ordinary order in his usual way of speaking.

The adjutant was startled for a moment, then stood at attention and saluted, and loudly repeated the commander-in-chief's order: "Fire!"

"Boom!" The battleship's main guns, which had been prepared a long time ago, let out a roar almost at the same time, but only one gun in each turret spewed out flames.

A few seconds later, another high-raised muzzle also spewed out flames.The deafening roar sounded again, and the shock wave from the muzzle blew away the waves on the side of the ship.

The sudden artillery fire startled the mirage navy. They didn't expect that Tang Jun's artillery would start attacking at such a long distance.

But soon, these shells began to fall, and the water column stirred up was almost 200 meters away from the battle line of the mirage navy, basically posing no threat.

Although the power of the shells fired by the 305 mm caliber heavy artillery was really terrifying, these shells only smashed out an amazingly huge water column, but did not hurt the mirage warship at all.

But such a terrifying power still made Mirage Kingdom's naval commander Kazuo Mirage frown—his artillery has a larger caliber, but its power is not much stronger than the enemy's shells in front of him.

So, is the pitiful [-]mm caliber that Cyric has worked so hard to improve really useful?At this moment, Mirage Kazuo couldn't help but start to doubt.

Just when he was suspicious, in the slightly dim turret on the side of the Tang Army fleet, the exquisitely designed automatic loading machine was working, and the chain scrolled the long rod to slowly push forward, and a new shell was loaded into the turret in this way. Inside the barrel.

Immediately following the movement of the machine, the long rod retreated, the hatch on the side opened, and three packs of cylindrical charges rolled down into the groove, and the long rod was pushed forward again, pushing the propellant into the barrel.

When the long rod was withdrawn, the gunner closed the breech block skillfully, and then raised his arms to the gunner.The gunner was ready to fire, but stood still, waiting for a new firing order to come.

At almost the same moment, behind the sighting equipment on the side below the battleship's conning tower, the observer reported a series of data: "Miss! The distance is far away! About 100 meters! Send the data to the computing center."

The officer holding the phone nodded slightly, then let go of the receiver covered by his hand, and shouted loudly: "Miss, the distance is far away! About 100 meters!"

Inside the battleship, in the cabin responsible for ballistic calculations, the sergeants skillfully turned the scale disc to check the shooting parameters. They used mechanical computers with a very complicated structure, all relying on the combination of mechanical gears to calculate the shooting parameters.

"Lower the muzzle, parameter 5!" After comparing the calculated results, the officer behind the sergeant immediately grabbed another phone: "Lower the muzzle! Parameter 5!"

In the four turrets aimed at the enemy's battle line, all the firing command officers received a call at the same time and issued an order to modify the shooting parameters almost simultaneously.

This is the benefit of the unified caliber of the artillery, the use of unified command and unified dispatch, increased firepower density, improved shooting accuracy, and increased hit rate. This is the advanced point of the dreadnought fire control system.

With a sound of orders, the muzzles of all the cannons began to lower slightly, followed by a brief silence.

Within a few seconds, the warship was finally about to return to a balanced state as it rolled from side to side with the waves, and the roll monitoring equipment in the battleship showed that the warship was about to be trimmed left and right.

The moment the battleship was balanced, half of the artillery was fired again, and eight shells flew towards the target rapidly. In the next second, the remaining half of the artillery fired again.

Holding the binoculars, Bernard was still looking at the impact point of his artillery, where a column of water soon rose up, and he couldn't see whether his artillery shell hit the enemy.

"Is the ballistic computer useful?" Bernard felt that the actual combat performance of the mechanical equipment on his battleship was really not good.

It looked okay during the training before, and it seemed that it could significantly improve the hit rate of one's own artillery, but now it seems that it is not as easy to use as imagined.

At least at a distance of more than ten kilometers, two rounds of salvos have been fired, and the enemy's warship has not yet been hit. Isn't this cheating?

"Theoretically, it's very advanced. It's much more advanced than the equipment used on cruisers." The adjutant didn't know what to do, because after all, this was the first actual battle of a battleship in the world.

"..." Bernard didn't speak, and he also knew that he might be a little impatient, but in a naval battle of this scale, the outcome can only be won in an instant, and it is only natural for him to be anxious.

It would be nonsense to say that anyone can really face such a battlefield without being moved. People would be nervous, especially at this life-or-death moment.

"Miss! The distance is remote! About 100 meters!" The observation post of the school firing repeated the previous words again.

What he said made the officer who sent the order speechless for a while: What the hell just now, the distance was 100 meters away, but the muzzle was lowered and the distance is still 100 meters away, are you looking for a shot?

The observer was also very embarrassed. He made a helpless expression and explained: "It is indeed remote, and there is nothing I can do."

"Damn! I'll be killed by you sooner or later!" The officer cursed, let go of the hand covering the microphone, and repeated what he had just said: "Miss, the distance is far away! About 100 meters!"

"Are you sick?" Sure enough, after hearing the exact same parameters, the officer in the calculation department immediately became a little annoyed.

However, he still faithfully conveyed the parameters. Of course, this time the non-commissioned officer in front of the computing device didn't count, so he directly gave the corrected parameters.

Their commander was also happy to relax, and directly passed the same parameters to all the turrets: "Lower the muzzle! Parameter 5!"

Soon, all the turrets were adjusted again, waiting for the roll of the hull to return to zero again, and then fired a salvo.

This time, it was very close to the enemy ship. The huge water column even set off the battleship of Mirage very small, and the splashed water even fell on the high-rise buildings of the battleship of Mirage.

Mirage Kazuo was already startled, thinking that the opponent's shelling had put him under too much pressure.

The rate of fire of the large-caliber artillery on the opponent's battleship was unbelievable. In just a few minutes, two salvos were fired in a row.

You know, although the caliber of the artillery is larger, the rate of fire of the main guns of the battleships custom-made by Mirage from Cyric is really slow to despair.

If they can fire a shell in 15 minutes, Mirage Kazuo will feel that his artillery has performed beyond the standard.

What scares him even more is that the opponent's artillery is also very accurate.Although it has been almost 10 minutes since the start of the war, he hasn't been hit once, but Tang Jun's artillery fire is obviously getting closer and closer to him.

"If you aim, fire when you find the opportunity!" He was a little impatient, looked at his adjutant, and ordered.

The other party was a little embarrassed, and tentatively explained: "General, the enemy army has not entered the maximum range. If you fire at this time, you may miss the opportunity to fire in the first round."

"The opponent has fired two rounds of volley! If we wait like this, it is very likely that the next round of salvo will hit us!" Kazuo Mirage said a little depressed.

He also didn't dare to easily modify his own route to avoid the enemy's salvo, because this was entirely a choice of chance.

Sometimes if you walk in a straight line, the enemy may not be able to hit you with several salvos.But you are afraid and change the route, and you may just run into the test-fired artillery shells that the enemy is correcting.

Not to mention, keeping the course unchanged can also make it easier for one's own side to correct and shoot, so few generals in naval battles order frequent changes in course.

Of course, there are no absolutes in everything. When one party has a huge advantage, or one party wants to slip away, etc., there will be a situation where an order to turn will appear.

"When the distance reaches 10 kilometers, conduct school shooting! You can't be beaten passively!" After deliberating, Kazuo Mirage decided to fire back at the limit distance.

On the one hand, it was to boost the morale of his own side. On the other hand, Kazuo Mirage also considered that his side also needed to test the range. His Mirage Navy did not have the ability to hit the target with the first salvo.

So, all he can do now is wait, wait for the distance between the two sides to get closer, closer.

At this time, the battleship of the Datang Group, which had completed loading again, fired another round of salvo.

This round of salvo once again crossed the battle line of the Mirage Navy, but it was closer to the battleship of the Mirage Navy.

The distance between the warships of the two sides was getting closer and closer, and soon the distance came to about ten kilometers.A few minutes later, both sides fired a salvo almost simultaneously.

Bernard was also startled by the sudden roar. He saw a flash of flames shining on the battle line of the mirage navy opposite, followed by white smoke.

He waited nervously, waiting for fate to judge him.What made him gratified was that the god in the sky seemed to be fair. He did not favor the mirage navy and did not grant miracles to these goblins.

The artillery shells fired by the Phantom Navy landed about 500 meters away from the battle line of Tang's naval fleet. Although it also stirred up a jet of water, Bernard didn't let himself get nervous again no matter what.

And this round of salvo fired by his fleet still brought a piece of inspiring good news: Although this time it still failed to hit the opponent, the landing point of the shell was already between the two armies, and there was no crossing over again. The Battle Line of the Mirage Navy!
(End of this chapter)