The battlecruiser Hood was no longer bothered to fight back at this point, as it was quickly losing its speed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the important power compartment has been destroyed at this time, and even some places have been flooded, and if it does not get out of the battle, it will really stop and be killed by the German Navy.

Therefore, even with the battlecruiser Gneisenau firing at it behind it, it had no intention of stopping.

The shell fired by the battle cruiser Gneisenau at this time hit the tail of the Hood directly, and after the huge impact, the tail of the Hood was hit by a shell.

Fortunately, although the German battleship successfully hit, the shell did not penetrate the Hood's armor due to the angle.

The angle of this shell was too slanted, so it flew directly on the vertical armor in the stern of the ship and fell into the sea not far away.

The Hood, which was immortal, had dropped to 12 knots at this time, and the battleship Bismarck had lost its angle of fire.

The German fleet was so fast that even in the rough Atlantic, the fleet still ran at an ultra-high speed of 25 knots.

Of course, the fleets of both sides were going faster just now, but as the sea conditions got worse and worse, the speed of both sides dropped a little.

The Hood, which suddenly slowed down, was able to avoid the Bismarck, which was firing at him, and the battleship Tirpitz, which was closely following the battleship Bismarck, fired a salvo at this time.

Unfortunately, the Tirpitz, like the Gneisenau, had previously targeted the battlecruiser Prestige.

It didn't have the same bad luck as the Gneisenau, and after diverting fire, the first round of fire hit a distant target.

The first salvo of the Tirbitz failed to concentrate the target, and the shells fell into the water on the port side of the Hood.

"Anyway! Keep on course! "John? Tovey said gloomily, his fleet could be regarded as a heavy loss this time.

The sinking of the battlecruiser Prestige left the British fleet with one less battleship that could maneuver quickly. In the face of the German fast fleet, Britain was in a more passive position.

"The servos are still working! Merely...... The damage to the power compartment was simply too bad. "The officer in charge of damage management, to John? General Tovey reported.

"It's a blessing to be able to keep the Hood...... "John? Tovey was not dissatisfied, and he let out a sigh of relief when he saw that his ship was almost halfway complete in turning.

He knew that it was impossible for the German fleet to change course in order to sink him, and the final result of the entanglement here would directly lead to an encounter with the British main fleet.

It wasn't a thin-skinned battleship like a battlecruiser, it was a couple of real battleships. The German Navy had no intention of challenging and was simply not capable of challenging such a fleet of battleships.

So, looking at it now, although it was a little embarrassed, the Hood was saved. Thought of this, John? Tovey breathed a sigh of relief.

John? Tovey breathed a sigh of relief, not that the German Navy really intended to let the battlecruiser Hood go. At least Lindemann didn't intend to let go of the British battleship in front of him.

"Report to the captain! The two turrets in the tail XY have been reloaded! Fire at any time! The officer in charge of the artillery command reported loudly to Lindemann.

Lindemann squinted at the burning fire in the darkness that was almost at the end of his sight.

"Once the aim is adjusted, you can fire, no salvo, just free fire." Lindemann gave his own order.

If the other party hits the Bismarck, which he commands, then he must pay the price! That's what Lindemann had on his mind, he had to avenge his ship.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" In the tail of the battleship Bismarck, the four cannons each made a loud noise, and clumps of flames erupted.

An armor-piercing projectile fired from the left side of the Y turret flew towards the British battleship Hood in the distance with a very straight trajectory.

In an instant, the shell crashed into the conning tower of the battleship Hood, where it completed a terrible penetration.

The clash of steel made a piercing and piercing sound, and the beautiful bridge of the Hood, including the conning tower, was drowning in flames for a moment.

The huge explosion frightened the British damage management crews who were rushing to repair on deck. When they looked up, they saw a deafening explosion from the conning tower, which had been hit by a shell.

For a moment, almost no one realized what was happening, and only when someone shouted that someone rushed over, hoping to rescue the people on the bridge.

Despite the 250 mm or so armored guard, the Hood's command tower was much more fragile than the battleship's tower.

The shell that hit the bridge penetrated the heavy armor and blew up the front main gun sight on the bridge, instantly destroying the command system of the entire battleship.

John, who hasn't fully recovered from the shock of being hit in the power compartment? General Tovey, who was now standing with his arm propped up on the chart table, was trying to regain his consciousness so that he could continue to command the Hood out of trouble.

But God didn't seem to give him a chance to regain his strength, and just as he was about to open his mouth to continue giving the battle order, he suddenly heard a loud metal crash.

Then he saw that the steel not far away was twisted, and the shattered iron filings flew everywhere in an instant, and it took less than a second to hit more than half of the officers in the command room.

Immediately after, a huge explosion swelled in front of his eyes, and then his eyes turned into pitch black, and the pain in his body disappeared with it.

For a thousandth of a second, he even felt that heaven was beside him. He tried to grin, but found that he couldn't seem to find his own mouth.

"Fill the main power chamber with water! Prevent the boiler inside from exploding again...... Start up your spare small diesel engine to power other equipment! Fast! The damage management commander in charge of directing the emergency repair, ordered loudly.

He stood in front of a closed hatch, his shoes filled with the icy sea beneath his feet. Before the words could land, a distant explosion brought a slight shock.

"What's going on? Did the ammunition compartment with the secondary cannon explode? He turned his head and asked his busy men on the other side of the cabin.

"Nope! Sir! The other man looked up from among the few non-commissioned officers who were sketching on the battleship's drawings in the dim light, and replied loudly.

"Did you feel the tremor just now? It was an explosion! Not a boiler shop, not an engine compartment! "The damage management commander is very experienced, and there are many places that are directly denied.

And he also determined the nature of the tremors, ruling out other causes of the tremors. With such excellent experience, he was able to control the water ingress of the main power compartment with great difficulty.

"Sir! The tremor just now cracked the crack we plugged...... Cabin 9 is lost! "An officer wearing a life jacket, already soaking wet and shivering with cold, waded over and reported the news of the flooding of cabin 9.

"Then retreat to cabin 10! Hold there! We can't afford to lose the cabin anymore! The battleship has already begun to roll slightly. The Damage Control Commander frowned and ordered his men.

"It's up to you to command! I went up and saw what was going on. The damage management commander commanded, then turned and walked back.

When his feet stepped up the staircase made of welded steel, the unbearable dampness and freezing sensation made his feet numb.

"What the hell! This water is at least twenty degrees lower. He grumbled, then held on to the handrail of the stairs all the way up, and before he was halfway there, he saw a soldier coming downstairs in a panic.

The other party also saw him, and hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Sir! The bridge was just hit...... There is no contact there, there is no way to go up for a while, and we have no way to confirm the loss. ”

"What?" Hearing the words of the other party, the commander of the damage tube couldn't believe his ears, the command tower was hit? How is this possible?

He pushed away his messengers, took three steps and made two, rushed up the stairs, pushed open the hatch leading to the outside deck, and turned his head to see the smoking bridge.

"I'm X......" Even the damage management commander, who has never been a nobleman, couldn't help but curse when he saw the scene in front of him.

The Hood's front gun sight was gone, and the bridge below it was already drowning in flames.

"Quick! What are you waiting for! Save people! Save! Fast! He stretched out his hand, pointed to the billowing and smoking bridge, and shouted loudly to his men.

Ignoring the cold feeling under his feet, he pushed away a few soldiers who were blocking the road and walked closer. Although it was still night, the burning explosion overhead still illuminated the deck as if it were day.

"What about General Tovey? Did General Tovey find it? Seeing that the path to the top floor had been blocked by twisted steel and smoke, the damage commander asked loudly.

"Sir! General Tovey was not found, and so was the captain...... The highest-ranking officer we can find is you. A young officer replied.

Thousands of officers and men were left without a leader on a battleship that was in flames and smoke and had lost power, which was really an unforgettable and terrible situation.

"Turning off unnecessary power, I need to conserve power...... It's too dangerous to keep the battleship sailing, to stay here. He looked at the German battleship in the distance, which was spewing flames, and anxiously gave the first order he had taken over.