Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2289 The sinking of the Qingyun!

The Qingyun was like a wounded beast, struggling hard in the waves.

The bombardment of the shells was like the whisper of death, tearing its body apart again and again. Raging flames suddenly broke out all over the ship, lighting up half the sky red, and interweaving with the billowing inky black smoke on the sea to create a doomsday scene.

Flames licked the deck, and the steel crackled under the high temperature, as if it could explode at any time.

The Japanese officer stood on the deck, surrounded by the scorching air and the pungent smell of burning. His face was distorted with anger and despair. He shouted loudly, ordering his men to put out the fire with all their strength. His voice became sharper as the tone gradually increased.

But even so, even though his voice was as shrill as that of a eunuch in the palace, it seemed so small and powerless in the face of the sound of artillery fire and burning flames.

However, at this moment, a sharper voice penetrated the chaos and noise: "Attention everyone! Give up fighting the fire! Return to your posts immediately, adjust the gun positions, and fire at the enemy with all your strength! Our fate depends on this battle. Only by sinking the enemy ship can we have a chance of survival!"

"Everyone, pay attention! Give up fighting the fire! Return to your posts immediately, adjust the gun positions, and fire at the enemy with all your might! Our fate depends on this battle. Only by sinking the enemy ship can we have a chance of survival!"

Afraid that his subordinates might not hear his order clearly, Leng Yuan repeated it loudly again.

The devils looked at each other, some even showing a hint of incomprehension in their eyes.

Although the fire could not sink the Qingyun in a short period of time, if it was allowed to continue, the sinking of the Qingyun would only be a matter of time.

They looked in the direction of the sound with some confusion.

At this time, Leng Yuan continued to say loudly: "If we don't fire now, can we withstand the next wave of attacks from the other side?"

The Japanese soldiers realized instantly that their enemy was still there, and they could only put out the fire after they had sunk the enemy ship. Otherwise, if the enemy launched another round of shelling, they would be doomed to be sunk.

So, the Japanese soldiers who were originally busy putting out the fire threw down the buckets and fire hydrants in their hands, and quickly ran to their respective combat posts.

The gunners in the turret quickly adjusted the muzzle and aimed at a target two hundred meters away that they could not see at all.

The other side has turned off all the lights. In such a deep night, it would be difficult for them to see each other as long as they didn't fire.

However, relying on their experience, they can still hit the opponent by firing.

But at this moment, three more cannon shots were heard, and 180 mm shells hit the Qingyun like a falling meteorite.

At this time, the Japanese soldier Lengyuan forgot to give orders, and the Japanese soldier who was adjusting the ship's gun forgot what to do with his hands.

They were all dumbfounded, because the enemy's artillery attack was too fast, right? From loading, adjusting the angle of the ship's guns to firing, didn't the enemy take any time?

But they had no time to think about it, because the whistling shells had already fallen.

Boom!

The first shell pierced the night sky, carrying a breath of destruction, and accurately hit the port side of the Qingyun.

The huge impact force caused the ship to shake violently, and the deck on the port side was torn apart in an instant. The sea water poured into the cabin like a flood breaking through a dam, making a deafening roar.

The Japanese soldiers screamed and quickly ran towards the damaged area, trying to block the invasion of sea water with their bodies and simple tools.

But the sea was turbulent, and three or four Japanese soldiers rushed forward with wooden boards, but they only lasted 0.01 seconds before being washed away by the huge current.

Boom!

However, at this moment, the second shell followed closely and landed squarely on the lower side of the cockpit.

A large hole was punched in the lower side of the cockpit, which was severely tilted and in chaos inside. The communication equipment was destroyed and the navigator was out of order. Captain Leng Yuan held on to the handrail tightly during the violent shaking, trying to stay calm.

Because he knew that what was most needed now was command. If he panicked, no one would be able to save the Qingyun.

Just as he was about to give an order, telling all the Japs not to panic, the roar of the third shell came like the sentence of death.

The shell hit the small ammunition depot at the stern of the Qingyun.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and all the Japanese soldiers stared blankly. In their hearts, they had prayed countless times in 0.001 seconds: Don't explode, don't explode.

But then, a deafening explosion completely shattered their fantasies.

The Japanese ammunition depot exploded, just like a volcanic eruption.

Flames and debris splattered everywhere, instantly engulfing the entire stern in a sea of ​​fire.

Then the ship began to shake violently, and then began to tilt, as if it would capsize at any time.

"Quick! Abandon ship! Everyone prepare to escape!"

But after Leng Yuan saw the explosion at the stern, his last bit of hope was gone.

He could only order everyone to abandon ship as quickly as possible.

Although after this battle, his punishment would most likely be seppuku.

But as a captain, he had the responsibility to allow more crew members to escape.

These people were all brought up by him, and he could even call out each one's name.

So at this last moment, he ordered everyone to abandon ship and save their lives.

When the Japanese heard the order, they put down their tools and ran towards the lifeboat and the escape passage on the deck.

Some of them had reluctance in their eyes, while others had despair in their eyes.

The Qingyun could no longer be saved; the explosion of the ammunition depot at the stern caused the entire stern to be cut off.

The sea water poured into the cabin like it was free, and no one could stop it.

In addition, the ship was severely tilted, so even if the Japanese wanted to fight back, they couldn't do it.

So they were very desperate for this battle. They fired only three shells before being sunk by a group of bumpkin guerrillas.

Many Japanese soldiers were very unwilling and jumped off the boat like dumplings.

After falling into the water, the Japanese swam desperately, because if they did not swim away from the Qingyun, a huge whirlpool would be formed the moment the Qingyun sank.

By then, they will all be taken to the deep seabed by the Qingyun.

At this time, most of the Japanese had fled, but only Leng Yuan did not move.

Because his sailing career is over.

The Qingyun sank in his hands, and he cannot escape blame.

He might even be ordered to commit seppuku.

I'm afraid no one would be willing to try the pain of seppuku.

So Leng Yuan chose a more glorious way to die, which was to live and die with the Qingyun.

"Sir, let's go quickly, it will be too late if we don't leave now."

One of Leng Yuan's loyal men had already run out of the cab, but then ran back.

Leng Yuan was very pleased. After all, at this critical moment, someone would still think of him, their former commander.

He said with a smile: "You go, the failure of this battle is my responsibility. Let me choose a more glorious death. Please go back and tell my family that I, Leng Yuan, have not brought shame to them. I am the most loyal soldier of the Empire of Japan. Please!"

After saying that, Leng Yuan bowed deeply to the other party!