Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 1062: Big Sea Battle ()
Five minutes later, it was 9:33 in the morning.

On the north shore of the Strait of Malacca, in a rubber forest about thirty or forty kilometers away from the coastline.

Many indigenous people living around have no idea that all the rubber trees in an area of ​​38 acres in the middle of the rubber forest have been cut down.

The originally relatively flat ground has now been filled with all the shallow holes and leveled with all the raised soil blocks.

Even after carefully picking it up, there was not even a slightly larger stone in the huge open space; after that, it was crushed repeatedly with a large stone roller.

Make the soil on the ground as solid as possible.

In short, with the careful and secret efforts of a group of Chinese compatriots in the area, it only took a few days for a field airport that fully met the standards to magically appear here.

He raised his thin wrist and glanced at the time on an antique watch.

Her trademark smooth waves were hidden in a leather hat, and her original tight-fitting high-slit cheongsam and black socks were replaced by a set of air force leather jackets.

Dressed in a serious pilot's attire, she has completely lost the charming look of the past, but she has another kind of indescribably heroic and heroic demeanor, Xiao Mei, the god of wealth.

Even if you die in battle, so what?
Just open and close your eyes and take a nap; anyway, according to the veterans, this thing can be perfectly resurrected as long as it completes the system tasks.

During the flight, a silk scarf around their necks fluttered in the wind, which was indescribably chic; countless people on the ground were full of great yearning for the 'air knight' profession of pilot.

Perhaps they instinctively believe that these proud aerialists must be very handsome wearing such a white silk scarf when flying in the air.

But what did you say? After thinking of something, he couldn't help but glance at the track ahead.

It is precisely this way that reminds me of the countless difficult days and nights I endured during the design, composition, and training process.

It was under the leadership of Xiao Mei, Lao Ping, and Da Yu who took the lead that they rushed towards the Strait of Malacca.

As for theoretical knowledge and technical information on aerospace, aviation, etc., I have basically kept a copy of everything I could think of in the past, so I really don’t have to worry about this. "

On the flat runway, a total of 43 aircraft, codenamed 'Big Head Fly' and officially named 'H-1 Bomber', were lined up.

After experiencing countless sleepless nights, the hairline has moved up a lot now, and the hair on the top of my head has become too thin, which are the best explanations.

Because among these people, there are not only ground staff who are colleagues, but also more Chinese compatriots.

After saying that, together with a group of rookie pilots who had been trained in recent months, they rushed towards the aircraft that had been filled with fuel and bombs, running in groups of two.

Seeing that the other party had reached such a point, Xiaomei and Dayu did not continue to persist.

In their words: As long as they can defeat these foreigners who come to bully them, and they will not be bullied in the future, and they will be overwhelmed by all the busy work, where do they need any wages?
In this way, Xiaomei took the lead in operating the bomber numbered 'Xuan 001'.

For a moment, Lao Ping was not willing to let himself be absent in this crucial battle.

When Lao Ping saw this, he smiled lightly at first.

And such an episode allowed the rookie pilots to calm down a little bit of their nervousness.

After taxiing for a certain distance on the runway, it jumped up like a dexterous eagle; however, it did not immediately fly towards the Strait of Malacca, but instead began to hover over the airport.

After flying over one after another, they put a long snow-white silk scarf on the necks of all the pilots.

Without even the slightest hesitation in his heart, this modern aviation engineer immediately spoke:
"No need, I believe that the quality of the aircraft I produced is absolutely trustworthy; plus the Yinfa fleet basically has no air defense firepower, so it will be fine.

When Xiao Mei spoke, Big Fish on the side did not speak, but kept nodding his head, which seemed to agree with Xiao Mei's suggestion.

In the process of flying towards the plane, a large group of local Chinese young men and women did not know where they got their inspiration.

A few minutes later, a native who was munching sugar cane under a coconut tree at the entrance of the village inadvertently looked up at the sky and suddenly fell into a sluggish state.

After turning his head, Big Fish shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Let's go, today is the day that our Xuange Camp Air Force makes its debut, and it is also a day that shocks the planet; in this battle, Xuange Camp will win, and Zhonghua will win~"

When he put the silk scarf on Xiao Mei, facing the girl's big eyes, the handsome boy blushed at that time, and Xiao Mei couldn't help but blow a loud whistle.

It was these people who brought their own dry food and tools to build this high-standard field airport in the shortest possible time without asking for a penny of labor.

Xiaomei and the other three, plus all the pilots, waved to the crowds on both sides of the runway as a last farewell.

Among them, Dayu, Xiaomei and Laoping did not team up with each other, but brought a Chinese pilot as an assistant.

After looking at the two teammates beside him, Da Yu and Lao Ping, he glanced at them.

Prepare to climb up the temporary wooden ladder to the cab.

After all, you are a high-level technical talent. If you can survive, you can play a greater role. "

Then, when Da Yu, Lao Ping, and more pilots were also flying the plane, the process may not have been so beautiful, but they successfully took off.

It can be said that each of the above-mentioned aircraft has invested countless efforts of his father.

Soon after, his eyes passed over Da Yu, a more senior team member than him, and he knew that the other party did not need to worry about him at all; so he said to Lao Ping, a newbie, with some worry:
"Lao Ping, it's not that we don't believe or look down on you.

Besides, as long as you fight these foreign devils, I will admit it even if you die.

The main reason is that you don't have much combat experience, and you may be too nervous during the battle, and some accidents may occur; so if you stay at the airport, don't fly the plane together.

After sitting down and fastening the seat belt, the ground crew turned the propeller.

Suddenly, a large group of people around him couldn't help laughing.

They happened to be organized into an aerial regiment.

In the end, a group of 43 bombers formed a large "Zhong"-shaped formation.

The person who presented Xiaomei with a silk scarf was a handsome Chinese guy in his twenties.

He could naturally tell that the above two people were taking care of himself, a newbie; they would rather take risks by themselves and leave the chance of survival to themselves.

Wait until he reacts under a sudden shock.

He immediately fell to his knees and pressed his forehead to the ground, not even daring to raise his head.

Because he had inadvertently seen the first official execution of the aircraft fleet in the sky, and based on the poor knowledge in his head, he felt that only gods could do this.

Amid the instinctive fear and envy of things like flying, the only thing I could do was to kneel down and express my sincerity.

It's just that what this ignorant native doesn't know is that the leader of these horrific murder weapons; in the current state, even the fangs are not exposed...

******
Time, 9:40.

A burst of rifle bullets hit my ears, hitting a bulletproof steel plate in front of me, making a dense clanging sound.

The fat man, who was cursing loudly, said "What the hell".

At the risk of being hit in the head by a stray bullet, he quickly poked out a little of his head, glanced forward, and retracted his whole body behind the steel plate.

Planning to use such an action to see if the torpedo boat he is on has reached a distance where it can launch torpedoes?
As a result, as soon as it popped up, I felt a bullet almost grazing my left temple.
It can be said that I was a little unlucky, and I have already received the lunch box; the whole process was very tense and exciting.

no way! In the previous year's main baby time, even if Lang Qing and other members of the equipment manufacturing team tried their best, their modification capabilities were still limited.

Faced with a large number of equipment that required them to modify and produce, they could only prioritize some of the more important ones.

For example, airplanes, battleships, aerial bombs, etc.

So on the torpedo boat, Lao Tie took the time to finish the diesel engines on it; because he was anxious to do some more important work.

In a torpedo boat brigade battle, there is no time to produce the torpedoes used in conjunction with them, or to undergo large-scale modifications.

Therefore, the source of torpedoes can only be external procurement.

The specific model of torpedo they purchased is actually one of the more advanced ones currently: the German 365mm blackhead torpedo.

This thing uses compressed air as the driving method, has a speed of 22 knots, a maximum range of 600 meters, and a warhead charge of 40 kilograms.

At first glance, these data seem pretty good.

The key problem is that the above data is limited to theory.

In actual operation, this thing often yaws due to the influence of water flow, resulting in a hit rate that is a bit hard to describe. Anyway, according to Er Pang's many experiments, when this kind of torpedo is launched at a fixed target at a distance of 400 meters, the hit rate is only less than 30%.

If it were replaced by a naval gun, the hit rate would be 40%.

How to solve this terrible situation?
It's actually simple to say, just shoot closer; as long as the distance is close enough, the hit rate can be significantly improved, even reaching 100%.

So there was the situation in front of us. The torpedo boat where the second fat man was was facing the firepower of many frightened Yinfa infantry on the boat, and the rifles in their hands fired wildly.

Rushing forward crazily, it was like putting a bayonet on a torpedo boat.

Fortunately, Er Pang was almost killed by a stray bullet when he took a quick look just now.

The students were pleasantly surprised to find that they were currently only 3000 to meters away from a cargo ship of Yin nationality in front of them, with a tonnage of more than tons, which should be called the 'Martha'.

When Er Fatty retracted his head, he already issued an order: "Torpedo launch~"

A second later, there was a loud sound like opening a bottle cork, 'Boom~'.

A black torpedo rushed out of the launch tube. After falling into the water, it plunged towards the Martha like an agile fish.

When the torpedo was launched but failed to hit the target, Erpang shouted another command:

"Turn around, turn around quickly~"

To shout out such an order so urgently is because they have made some modifications to the torpedo due to their limited capabilities.

Specifically, the explosives were replaced with new explosives from the Surabaya factory.

This thing, which is one generation more advanced than picric acid, can explode with a power of up to 40 kilograms, far exceeding the 203mm artillery shells from two or three generations of discovery.

As long as they slow down a little bit, believe it or not, their small torpedo boat will be affected by the terrifying power of the explosion.

As a result, this is indeed the case.

As the soldiers and sailors on the Martha wailed in fear, the 365mm torpedo hit them a few seconds later.

The huge explosion power generated by the torpedo instantly caused the entire ship to bounce high from the water.

Debris from steel and various debris splashed as far as tens or hundreds of meters, causing waves to fill the surrounding sea.

When the torpedo boat where the second fat man was was successfully turned a corner, he was ready to fire another torpedo at the Martha, which was dozens of times more tonnage than them.

But I was surprised to find that there was no such need at all.

Because the torpedo in the Martha had a terrifyingly large hole on its port rear side, allowing seawater to pour in crazily.

Only after such a short period of time had passed, the ship's hull noticed an obvious tilt.

It is only a matter of time before complete sinking occurs.

Maybe he realized this. A large number of soldiers and sailors above were jumping madly towards the sea, often fighting over a piece of driftwood.

There were also some soldiers who, while uttering angry curses, fired at them with their rifles in vain.

For a time, various scenes were intertwined, and it was completely a tragic scene of doomsday; unfortunately, after Er Fat saw it in his eyes, he didn't even have the slightest weakness or sympathy in his heart.

Not to mention their torpedo boat brigade, they must sink enough cargo ships to block the waterway and the Yinfa expedition fleet.

Just the fact that the Yin people said softly "the two sides are at war, so it's understandable" when they encountered the same situation with the Gaosheng Hao, it means that everything today is retribution.

So after taking a look at the battlefield, Er Pang began to issue another new order:

"Target the 9 o'clock position, rush towards the 'Lady Luck', and sink it for me~"

On his command, the helmsman operated the torpedo boat to turn and pounce on the next victim; while Er Fatty and the others were busy, the other torpedo boats were not idle either.

They were like a pack of wolves, besieging a flock of sheep.

Relying on the speed of the torpedo boat and the small flexibility of the boat, it plunged into the numerous cargo ships and spread its fangs at the target of its choice.

Therefore, after Er Pang's torpedo boat took the lead in launching a torpedo, other torpedo boats also launched one after another.

For a time, huge explosions were heard, and almost every explosion represented the destruction of a cargo ship with fragile protection.

Of course, some torpedoes actually missed.

Or maybe it was slightly missed and the damage caused wasn't enough.

But what does it matter? On each torpedo boat, there are six loaded 365mm blackhead torpedoes.

If one shot fails to hit or the effect is not good, it is nothing more than another shot, or two shots to the sky.

In short, amidst the intensive explosions, the troop transport fleet staying at the rear suffered a devastating disaster.

There are three battleships each in Yin and Fa. Since they turned around and returned, they are currently within the range of the naval guns; the problem is that they are facing the torpedo boats that are constantly shuttled flexibly among their own cargo ships.

After a round of shells from these warships came over, not only did they not hit any target, but they hit the front deck of a cargo ship.

Amidst the splashing fire, dozens of soldiers crowded on the deck were knocked down.

After that, the captains of these six supporting warships, other than asking their men to continue to speed up and rush back to support, did not dare to give any orders to continue firing...

"Order the fleet to open fire on the Xuan Ge camp fleet~"

After retracting his hand and looking at the telescope of the fleet behind him, Jackie Fisher, the commander of the Yinfa expedition fleet, issued such an order with great bitterness.

He knew he was in big trouble.

In a careless move, I didn't expect that Xuange Camp would ambush so many torpedo boats, causing such horrific casualties to the transport fleet.

Not right either! It shouldn't be that he was too careless, because the current mainstream torpedo boats only have a top speed of 20 knots and will definitely not cause such horrific damage.

Not to mention that the six warships who came back to support them were helpless to hold them for a while.

But even so, he later even wiped out all the Xuange Camp's fleet, and even broke into Surabaya City and completely eliminated the Xuange Camp.

After returning home, he will also be held accountable by those congressmen for the huge losses in the infantry.

But in the current situation, what can he do? Now even if the entire expedition fleet turns around, the plight of the transport fleet cannot be solved.

So the only thing he can do now is to look forward to launching an immediate attack on Xuange Camp. The amazing pressure generated will make these torpedo boats turn back to support.

Even if there is currently a distance of four to five nautical miles between the two sides, the bombardment effect should not be very good.

So under his order, the two twin 343 mm caliber naval guns on the front deck of the Sovereign were already loaded, and after slightly adjusting the muzzles.

Just before and after, they fired within three seconds.

The other five or six warships that were closer to the front also opened fire at almost the same time. More than twenty large-caliber shells were fired at one time, and they all greeted the Xuange Camp fleet that was fighting in front.

Not surprisingly, these shells caused a huge splash on the water. The closest one was more than 200 meters away from the target and did not cause any casualties.

The Xuan Ge camp, however, started a counterattack after being slightly slower for half a minute.

Also, apart from exploding a large amount of water jets, there were no casualties at all.

Such a situation did not surprise Jackie Fisher at all, because as an expert in equipment from the Great Yin Empire, he knew very well the hit rate of naval guns these days.

At the current distance, it is normal for hundreds of artillery shells to miss even one.

So after issuing the 'fire' command, he immediately picked up his binoculars and looked at the rear transport fleet.

I hope to see the Xuange Battalion fleet, which cannot withstand the pressure, transfer those torpedo boats back.

Unfortunately, in Jackie Fisher's expectant eyes, those torpedo boats were still wreaking havoc in the transport fleet, and they were waiting for a bigger crisis...

(End of this chapter)