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Chapter 1229 Lightning strike at sea

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However, just as Captain Harley was about to report his results to the station, another small group of planes quickly passed by from a distance. "Damn it! The British came so much today. All the planes with remaining ammunition can attack on their own." Captain Harley issued a free attack order, but the entire team of 6 aircraft, two of which were injured and forced to return, and the remaining two aircraft had a little ammunition.

"They seemed to be flying towards the Port of Burgas, and the British seemed to be aiming at our navy this time," said the telegrapher in the back seat.

"Anyway, the battle here has nothing to do with us. We have already sent out their movements. It depends on how Count Lukner dealt with it. If you are lucky, your colleagues in Bulgaria may provide support. If I remember correctly, the Black Panther Squadron should be at the junction of Bulgaria and Romania." Halle sighed. However, what Captain Halle could not have imagined was that this morning's battle was just the beginning for him, and he was using 1

After flying back an hour ago, before I could go back to the pilot's lounge to have a cup of hot coffee and have a meal. I was stuffed with two burgers and a bottle of water by the staff next to me. Then a group of ground crew rushed up as quickly as possible to refuel and recharge the plane and repair it. Harley, who had only been on the ground for less than 50 minutes, was pushed onto the plane again and participated in another air battle. Of course, this is a later story. Let's not mention it for now. Let's first look at the British C group.

The C aircraft group was very sad. When they were heading north to "smuggle" and encountered the Night Scythe Squadron patrolling the air. The C aircraft group was divided into two parts. One part was a 15 bomber of the Crow Squadron full of Captain Harley's aircraft group, and the other was a 12 bomber of the Seagull Squadron who had good luck and slipped over.

"Before the fight started, I lost more than half of my attack power, and there was no one else!" Lieutenant Colonel Velen, the commander of the C aircraft group, was now as if thousands of divine beasts were running by. The opponent's interception force was not strong, and there were only 6 interceptors. As a result, these guys killed at least 9 bombers, injured 2, and forced the remaining 4 to throw away the bombs! Before they met the enemy, half of their output was lost, this TM was still fucked! Lieutenant Colonel Velen was bleeding!

However, the only thing that comforted Viron was that from Captain Harley's fleet left until they met the fleet of Count Lukner who was sailing on the sea, no aircraft had interfered during this period. Perhaps it was the so-called "no bad luck". Their route actually showed some deviations, and it was precisely because of this deviation that the British fleet caught the German fleet that had just left the port...

"It seems that our luck is not bad. Brothers are starting to do it!" Lieutenant Colonel Velon issued an attack order, and the 12 bombers were divided into 4 teams to launch an attack formation.

"It's a bomber! The British are here." Earl Lukenar, who had learned through radio waves, was not nervous about the arrival of the British. After all, there were only 12 aircraft. If you want to use this aircraft to severely damage his fleet, you can only say that you are overthinking. After the observation post found the British bomber, the Count's flagship Sultan Ottoman I had time to release four aircraft from the deck! The two armored cruisers behind did not have this ability. Because there were fewer seaplanes, there were only two on the Reshadowedy, and there was not one on the Redbearded Valedy.

The 88MM anti-lightning gun, 50MM rapid-fire gun and machine gun on the battleship were quickly mobilized, and the three battleships appropriately opened the distance for easy dodging. The Earl's flagship was at the front, and behind them were two armored cruisers. The British's situation was indeed very bad. There were only 6 torpedoes and 6 bombs in the 12 aircraft. Facing the active target, the bomb hit rate was relatively tragic, and the only ones that could really rely on were torpedoes.

"This is really a boring battle!" Lieutenant Colonel Velon said sadly. The so-called boredom means that it is difficult for both sides to treat each other. "Concentrate firepower to attack the warship in the middle of the queue!" Lieutenant Colonel Velon ordered.

"Isn't it that fast battleship?" asked the telegrapher in the back seat.

"It's hard for us to hit it!" There are 4 seaplanes escorting over the Earl's flagship, and the speed can easily run to more than 25 knots. You should know that the cruise speed of the FB27 bomber with bombs is 90 kilometers per hour. It's not as fast as cars on the expressway......

After a brief exchange, in addition to separating three bombers to attack Sultan Ottoman I and used to constrain four seaplanes, the remaining nine bombers all aimed at the Red Bearded Valedin armored cruiser in the middle!

In the 5 minutes after the release, the warship experienced its darkest moment. As the British expected, facing armored cruisers with a speed of more than 17 knots, the horizontal bombing of a small number of aircraft is indeed not easy to use. The hit depends entirely on fate. None of the three bombs landed within 70 meters of the warship... The explosion of water column seems to be more dangerous, but it only wets the deck of the armored cruiser.

The real danger is the cross-attack of the six torpedoes! The sturdy FB27 bombers and O-400 ignored the small water pipe machine guns on the seaplane. At least 5 7.7MM machine guns on each British bomber are not good at dealing with the trainers, but it is easy to drive away these guys! The six bombers entered the bombing route almost at a perfect angle!

When the altitude of the aircraft dropped to 50 meters, the air pressure caused by the sudden drop of the huge fuselage even pressed the sea water to one side. With the roar of the engine, two groups of British aircraft quickly approached the target at a speed of 97 kilometers per hour!

"Release the torpedo!" After all, there were no time travelers on the British. They knew that the hit rate of cross lightning strikes would be better, but they didn't know how to fight. At this time, they could only rely on the so-called illusory tacit understanding. However, this time, the so-called tacit understanding did not exist at all. The British bomber located on the left string took the lead in throwing down the torpedo, and three torpedoes fell into the water in a fret shape, pulling out three straight white tracks!
Chapter completed!
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