Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

The Kremlin gave the order to die.

If you just communicate with a beautiful lady, this may sound too unreasonable, but Zeppelin is no longer a vase in Da Ke's cognition, and the strong man has already regarded her as a warrior worthy of respect , the requirements for her are correspondingly stricter.

"Okay, I will hit it, as long as there is enough time." Zeppelin stared into Kremlin's calm eyes for a few seconds before slowly agreeing.

"You have plenty of time, of course, but it's not infinite. If we exceed the threshold of turning back for the day, we must return—"

Now they have gradually deviated from the route back to the main island of Fiji while heading south. If this continues, they may even encounter the siren's enemy tracking plane at dawn.

The Kremlin can't afford to gamble.

"Ugh-"

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of piercing the air also fell again.

Although at this time the Siren battle line had only one tail cannon to fire in order to retreat, giving up two-thirds of its firepower, it was still able to harass Dak from time to time.

The 381mm artillery shell was also affected by the darkness after the distance was extended, and the accuracy became very unsatisfactory. To use Montana's original words to mock the conquerors, it was simply "do whatever you want, hit east and west".

Although Montana might not be able to penetrate the Kremlin's main armor, Da Ke also had to admit that the Yankee's cannon was as accurate as a western cowboy's revolver - at least much stronger than the Siren.

Thinking of this, Kremlin felt that the voice above his head was a bit strange——

It sounds like the landing point is quite close to the location of myself and the girls——

"Get down!!!"

Da Ke slammed Z-23's small head and stuffed her into the gap between the rear of the turret armor and the deck, protecting her from the blast.

However, the large-caliber high-explosive bomb burst on the deck between the No. [-] and No. [-] turrets, and directly blasted Eugen, who was on the port side, into the air.

Maybe this is the so-called "Reporter of the World", but the unlucky one is not Da Ke, but his wife.

Eugen's shield is still cooling down, and the shield can't withstand such a powerful shelling. In the case of not fully deploying the ship, her self-weight is still at the level of an ordinary person, and she can't stabilize her center of gravity at all—falling off the deck Finally, a gap in her superstructure snapped open, and thick smoke gushed out of it.

It can be said that this was the only effective direct hit other than a good start. As the flames exploded on the deck, Dake's elbow suddenly hurt, but he endured the pain of the cracked elbow, flew to the port side, grabbed Stopped Eugen who was flying upside down to the dark sea.

Eugen, whose back suit was moderately damaged, opened his champagne-colored eyes with some difficulty, but saw a stream of bright red dripping down her cheeks, falling into the sea water along the arc of her cheekbones.

The flesh on the elbow was ripped apart, but it did not prevent Kremlin from holding Eugen's jade arm firmly.

The corner of the strong man's pursed mouth could not see the slightest pain caused by the pain. His eyes moved slightly to the right, and after confirming that there were no follow-up shells, he turned back to Eugen's face, raised his chin towards the deck, and signaled She used some strength herself to pull her up.

"Clap."

The high-heeled boots fell on the deck again. From Eugen's perspective, the flames spreading from the front hull dragged the strong man's figure long.

However, Maozi straightened his arm calmly, and pressed the injured joint with a handkerchief, as if the blazing flame did not exist.

"It's on fire!! Commander!! Extinguish the fire!!"

Z-23 tore off a foam fire extinguisher from the side of the turret with both hands and feet, and sprayed fiercely at the flaming flames.

However, the foam hadn't washed over the flames, and those large fireballs seemed to be snuffed out by an invisible hand, and disappeared on the deck in an instant, leaving only a little trace of carbonization and shallow pits.

"Eh? Eh?" Z-23 was holding the fire extinguisher blankly, at a loss.

what just happened? ?

This scene is not real at all.

Compared with Eugen and Z-23's increasingly complicated emotions, Kremlin felt that there was nothing to worry about being set on fire——

What he cares more about is that the siren on the opposite side may have used some special abilities like barrage or shield, otherwise there is no reason to hit his front deck so accurately after missing so many rounds:

"Go and deal with the gap in your ship's equipment, Eugen, I put a small bucket of spare oil on the second floor of the bridge."

"Thank you..." Eugen's cherry lips twitched.

"Hit-"

Zeppelin interrupted Eugen's thanks for exiting. She was not affected by the explosion just now, so the control of the carrier aircraft was always online.

"—"

In less than a second, a blue flame burst out from the tail of the heavy cruiser in the distance.

The flying blue fragments look like lava from a volcano.

"Very well, as long as their fastest ship is held up—I can—"

The Kremlin then pulled back the glazed-eyed Z-23: "Scuttle them all."

Chapter 39 Choose, Eat Thunder or Eat Core?

As the power cabin was pierced by aerial bombs, the speed of the heavy cruiser slowed down, as if she had accepted her final fate, she began to turn the bow, headed southwest, and separated from the capital ship evading southeast. To get the attention of the Kremlin.

Because she had witnessed the tragic situation of her fellow light cruisers at close range, she wisely did not pull the hull directly, but escaped from the cover of the capital ship little by little. .

"This guy."

After seeing the siren's tactical choices, Dake finally had a little respect for this extremely cold-blooded army.

Although their emotions may be indifferent and the relationship between superiors and subordinates is too clear, but they can give up their lives to buy time for the large troops without hesitation. These girls have been labeled by the Kremlin as "high-quality, high-consciousness" in their hearts. .

However, no matter how elite the enemy is, it will only cause trouble for the friendly army.

The best enemy elite is the dead elite——

"Woooo!!!!"

Zeppelin's carrier planes again entered the pre-dive position and returned a fairly clear line of sight to the Kremlin.

Through three angles—that is, the fire control radar, the angle of view of the carrier-based aircraft, and the precise positioning of the optical range finder, the Kremlin finally judged the opponent’s speed and possible change of direction in this harsh environment. shoot up.

When the Zeppelin's plane began to dive, the Kremlin's shells also roared. The aerial bombs failed to penetrate the armor one step ahead of the Kremlin's ammunition. Puffs of black smoke came out.

The 457mm armor-piercing projectile smashed in from the stern fender of the Territorial at a rather extreme angle, bounced back and forth twice in the core cabin, and directly pushed the nearly smashed steering gear deep into her belly. There was a slap in the face.

Then it exploded directly.

Her propeller also flew up, completely lost power and came to a sudden stop at sea—from the perspective of the Kremlin, the deck below the Siren bridge suddenly swelled up, and after a while it spread out like a cracked and upturned floor.

As the opponent began to slide, Zeppelin's aerial bombs fell a little longer than expected and hit the bow of the opponent's ship, but because they didn't detonate the contact immediately, they exploded in the water, causing the ship to turn slightly to the right Shaking his head——

The Hate cast a glance at Kremlin, noticing that the latter hadn't realized that he'd taken her head with the speed of the cannonball - and grinned contentedly.

Zeppelin finally decided to swallow his anger, and I have to say that the scene where the heavy cruiser was blown up was quite spectacular. If it was just a bomb, it would not achieve this effect. It would be like enjoying a firework full of destructive beauty All right.

"Effective breakdown."

Zeppelin reported lightly:

"She shouldn't last long, you can concentrate on dealing with those two battleships."

The battle lasted for an hour, but in this short hour, Kremlin and his shipwives almost destroyed all the escort ships of a main fleet, and even extended their bloody hands to the battleships who were concentrating on escaping. .

"None of them can leave." Kremlin concluded as if they had confirmed their fate.

"...Oh, what a murderous speech."

Appreciating Da Ke's words very much, Zeppelin crossed his chest, and he didn't completely fix his eyes on the navigation lights of the battleship, but stared at this man while manipulating the carrier-based aircraft.

What does it feel like?relax?Do you relieve stress?

It doesn't feel bad.

"Zeppelin, do you have a torpedo bomber?"

"Yes, but compared to ship explosions, the efficiency is not high."

The hate monster rarely grinned and said, "You want me to drill a few holes in their mine belts to slow down their speed?"

"so smart."

Da Ke squeezed his navy cap and let Z-23 treat the wound on his arm: "Eugen can use special ammunition in one round of salvo. Whether it is for experimental purposes or for killing the enemy, we will Try to let her shoot out the barrage attack."

"...So that's how it is... What a vile man."

Zeppelin stretched his fingers across his chest, and made a seductive gesture that seemed to be an invitation, but also a provocation: "Then I will fulfill your tyrannical wish, cruel black goat."

"I told you not to call me that... Tsk."

He just retorted a little bit, but didn't force Zeppelin to change his address. It can be seen that Da Ke is also very happy.

He even reached out to shake Zeppelin jokingly.

But judging from the latter's performance, she should just think that this action is more sensual and more... handsome.

She didn't expect to be caught by the Kremlin, she froze for a moment, and then she was relieved.

Ah, how sweet.

The sweet feeling is always hard to keep...

The night is still long, but it may be much shorter for the Sirens.

The alternate counterattacks of the two Breaker IIs could no longer threaten the Kremlin. They were exhausted and lost all their frigates, like deserters at sea.

At a loss, and can't find hope.

Apart from not being afraid, they seem to have no more advantages.

The rumbling engine of the carrier-based aircraft sounded from above, and the battleships numbly raised the barrels of the anti-aircraft guns, but the intersecting air defense network of the two battleships looked so weak at the moment, and they couldn't even force Zeppelin to change to a dive posture.

Her torpedo bomber swaggered in from the starboard side, and after the anti-aircraft battery slowly pulled down, it switched to the sea-flying mode and dropped six torpedoes with a slightly smaller charge into the water.

Without the deterrent power of dive bombing, and without the aura of rocket planes, torpedoes that float up silently are the eternal nightmare of battleships.

Because the night will cover up the white marks of the torpedoes, it is impossible for them to hang two "hydrophone generators" on their bodies like the Kremlin.

So, after a short period of hesitation, they chose to cut inward—turning to the east and being on the same flight with the Kremlin.

"Om-"

There is still an inconspicuous fire shining from the north, and the black cannonballs are hidden in the dark curtain. Although the momentum is huge, it is still impossible to identify it with the naked eye, just like a dagger that does not reflect light, piercing into the In the belly of the leading siren.

The thickness of the main armor of the Type II battleship exceeds 350 mm, which is already a very impressive armor level, but the penetration depth of 457 is also beyond their imagination——

Because the angle of incidence was too flat, no deflection effect could be achieved at all. Two lucky shells fell into the water from the outer waterline, and turned into underwater shells without losing momentum, and penetrated the flagship mine protection drum and the core armor belt. in the gap between.

It was obviously hit by a cannonball, but it was as if it had been hit by a thunderbolt. The position of the mine protection belt was suddenly lifted, and the sea water mixed with hot steam was poured in, and it tilted to the point where it could not maintain its balance in a few tens of seconds. situation.

Even the reverse water injection has been powerless.

The game breaker who was shot looked at his "sister ship", and there seemed to be an inexplicable expectation in his eyes-hoping that she would survive.