PS: Update it in half an hour, and put a picture of the De Fllinger class tomorrow morning

7.8 seconds later, the 330-kilogram shell conquered a distance of 7 kilometers and landed on the front and back of the Vostok, and the radio proximity fuse of the warhead detonated to produce a huge fireball, and their speed was still far faster than the sound, so that when the shock wave reached the ground, people who were blown to the ground by the blazing storm had the opportunity to hear the terrifying scream of the shell piercing the sky, and the thunderous roar of the 280mm main gun.

The fireballs created by the four close-in arrows caught the left and right of the Vostok in its left and right bags, and the shock wave tossed the ship wantonly, and the unprepared sailors wailed and fell to the dark ground.

Since it was a night fire, although there was a radar positioning auxiliary fire control, the unpredictable interference of the high-altitude currents at night, which was constantly changing, caused unpredictable interference to the shells, and the four shells did not hit and could not have hit. This round of shooting is only providing corrective parameters for the later shots, and to put it simply, it is finding the right head.

Nevertheless, the first round of fire formed a straddle fire, covering a range of less than 70 meters from the front and rear of the Vostok to the left and right of the nose - this accurate shooting ability was enough to terrify the connoisseur, and the crew of the Vostok knew best, because the battleship was still wrapped in an iron hull, if not to stop the opponent's mysterious weapon, at least to withstand the flying shrapnel. However, this layer of protection was removed when the ship was repaired and replaced with a new iron hull, and it was too late to replace it with a new one, and the crown prince, who could not mobilize the active warship to alarm the V.E company and turned his attention to the shipyard, ordered the vostrel, which was in a naked state, hurriedly plunged into the operation, and hit the muzzle of the De Fllinger.

The moment the main cannon was fired, the camouflage technique [Phantom City] was also lifted. Colonel Sima, who looked down on his prey condescendingly, looked relaxed and waved the fan in his hand again.

"The MDS team attacked! After the MDS was released, the left rudder 20 was released! If you stay stupid, the slap will be called!"

The sneering joke of the command made the crew on the bridge smile. Orders that had been drawn up long ago were sent to all corners of the battleship through the communication lines within the ship.

"There are 10 seconds left for the main gun reload!"

The depression angle is corrected to 13°, and the rotation is 1.5° according to meteorological conditions. ”

"Team Massenas!Romeo 01 (R01) takes off!"

The green lights in front of the electromagnetic catapults on both sides of the spindle-shaped hull are lit up, and the Shoshi hanging on the catapult like a drying rack and Kampfer with his wings spread are committed to the G-force of electromagnetic acceleration. All 12 MDS were ejected in less than two minutes, and they flew over the Vostok in the evening breeze, and the Shoshi, who had seized the advantageous attack position, quickly shot down the griffin knight who took off to meet the attack, and the tracer bullets of the 37mm machine gun burst into a bloody spark in the air from time to time.

The Vostok began to make a hurried U-turn. The captain of the ship was clearly aware of the huge disparity in combat power between them, and planned to rely on the continuous zigzag navigation method to avoid the attack of the strange battleship, slowly closing to the distance where the ship's weapons and the accompanying marines could wield. Smash that spindle-shaped monster with a slapstick in one go, or pit battle-hardened soldiers into hand-to-hand combat with cowardly scumbags.

"It's really unpleasant to be outdated. ”

He exhaled softly in anguish, and the fan that covered his displeased face snapped and folded, and Colonel Sima pointed his fan at the Vostok and roared:

"Left side rudder 65! Turn to 200 course!"

The majestic female captain of the colonel said categorically:

"The enemy is left with no soldiers to fight!Full.salvo.Good.Rapid!Blasting that rotten thing out of me!"

"Obey! The main cannon is ready for rapid fire!"

Major Schneider repeated the order aloud, and De Fllinger quickly turned, and the course of the armored ship and the course of the wooden-hulled ship soon became a 100-degree angle, which was viewed from the air. The two battleships formed exactly the posture of the letter T, and the armored ship was just in the position of the T-shaped bar of the wooden-hulled boat. In this situation, the Deeplinger was able to fire at the Vostok with eight main guns in front and behind at the same time, while the Vostok remained in a passive position.

Sensing that the shape was not good, the Vostok quickly turned and tried to use the Z word again to avoid potential risks.

The small movements of the Vostok did not escape the wolf-like eyes of Major Schneider. The hunter's sneer as he captured his prey intensified, and the final correction was reported.

"The main cannon fires rapidly!"

Schneider ordered that a few seconds later, all eight of the lower eight guns of the Deflinger fired a salvo at the Vostok.

Another straddle fire, and the observer clearly saw seven fireballs erupting to trap the sail battleship, and a cannonball burrowed into the backmast of the Vostok and burst into flames.

"Hit!"

The excited Air Force corporal pinched his stopwatch before he could say anything else, and the scene in front of him forced him to swallow the exclamation that followed.

The same is true for Charlemagne, who are still alive on the ground.

Under the searchlight, a large cloud of smoke erupted from the large hole in the bullet and the back of the hull, no one could be sure what happened to the ship, whether the shell ignited the wooden deck or something else in the cabin, the beautiful four-masted sail battleship floated in the air like a volcano about to erupt, smoke continued to spew out from every crevice, the muffled sound and flash of small-scale explosions continued to appear, and five seconds later, a large explosion occurred on the battleship that crisscrossed the sea, as if it could overwhelm a qiē,

The shells that burrowed into the hull of the Vostok contained 23.3 kilograms of high-energy explosives, which destroyed the sturdy compartment of the ship and ignited the lamp oil and animal fat stored in the back, quickly turning into a fire. Smoke and flames rushed out of the wooden hull along various crevices. At the same time, the oil stored in the nearby compartment leaked, and the vapor of the oil continued to accumulate in the ship's hold, and the entire battleship became a huge bomb.

The Vostok's observers saw what appeared to be a flash of light from the interior of the Vostok, which then swelled into a rapidly spreading flame that eventually turned into a fireball—a huge fireball that even the wildest imagination could have depicted, and which was even larger than the Vostok itself.

Three seconds after the explosion, the beautiful battleship Charlemagne turned into a pile of burning wreckage that fell to the ground, a large bright candle that lit up the night sky. A belated shock wave and debris crashed against the carburized armor steel shell of the Deflinger, making a "clang" sound that terrified the hearts of all the crew.

No cheers, no celebrations. The warring parties magically stood still, watching in amazement as the burning remains of the Vostok fell to the ground along with her burned, living crew.

The floating battleship, which had once stretched across the sky and amazed the royal fleet of its rivals, Albion, let out its last wail and scattered into a pile of burning shards, and the Vostok went away gently, not taking a cloud with it. (To be continued.) )