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255. Chapter 255 255 Falling

In the dim body of the warship, in a narrow corridor, two welders were welding a broken steel bar in the waist-length sea water. As long as the place is repaired to isolate the sea water, the water pump behind can pump out the water here, so that the warship can at least drag the seriously injured back to the port.

The damage manager, that is, the maintenance workers responsible for rescue and disaster relief for warships, are like the doctors of the warships, and are an indispensable part of a warship. However, it can be said that these damage managers are one of the most dangerous professions, because they often appear in the underwater part of the warship and work in the damaged places.

"Hey! George! I heard that we were hit before we could see the enemy's shadow!" A damage manager shouted loudly with a tool in his hand, and Mars from wires burst out from time to time around, which looked very scary.

"Shut up! Frank! Do you think our situation is not bad enough? This damn seal door is leaking! It is leaking!" While pounding the twisted door, George complained loudly: "I only know that a thing just broke through two decks in one breath and exploded about twenty meters in front. If you have time to be curious, why don't you think about how to block this damn door!"

"The steel bars are here! We've got the steel bars!" Two trauma managers wearing helmets and life jackets walked over with a steel bar wade in the waist-length water, and then said loudly: "It was the German plane that hit us. I really didn't expect their planes to carry such a big bomb."

"Frank! Hurry up and put this steel bar on the door. You and I, we both flattened the door with tools! You blocked the remaining gaps with these things!" George began to assign tasks, and several damage managers began to get busy.

"George!" A non-commissioned officer shouted loudly in the distance: "The floor below has blocked the gap! The pump started to pump water... The captain asked about the loss, do you have any problems?"

A burst of cheers immediately came from the cabin. It was indeed a very exciting thing to know that their warships could continue to float on the sea. Although everyone was still soaking in the cold sea water, they suddenly felt much warmer.

"A small matter is a small matter, we can block this door in about 20 minutes... As for the damage, we have to contact the people on the stern of the boat to know how many cabins have been destroyed." George looked at his cheering subordinates and replied loudly: "There is only one left in the boiler cabin. If the damage outside is not serious, we can probably open 7 more chambers."

"Can't be faster? George... the Germans are bombing us. We need to increase our speed, otherwise we will be hit again." The non-commissioned officer asked anxiously again.

George shook his head: "Tell me what to do! He knows what to do. He also tells him that if he is hit by such a bomb again, the warship will sink!"

"I understand! Please be sure to control the water in the warship and let's go home together!" The non-commissioned officer nodded and said. After that, he turned around and climbed up the hollow iron staircase and walked to the upper deck.

As a senior loss manager who has participated in the emergency repair of the Lion battle cruiser, George is not as excited as these recruits. He knocked on the pipes beside him with the wrench in his hand and issued a loud order: "According to my arrangements! Work quickly!"

The speed of sea water influx was getting slower and slower. The scary tilt of the entire warship had gradually recovered. It seemed that the warship had been saved. George let out a long breath, then held the sea water with engine oil floating on it, and washed his face randomly.

He leaned against the cold wall and felt the pain in his knees. He served on warships for many years, and most of them were accompanied by the cold sea water. He had severe rheumatism on both legs, and now he might have had another problem.

"Sir! There is no danger here anymore! Go up." Frank smiled while starting the pump, "If there is any problem, I will go up and call you. Start draining later, the problem will not be too big."

George nodded, stood up from the wall leaning against, waded in the cold sea water, and walked step by step to the hollow iron staircase. While he walked up, he stretched out his oil-stained palm and held the handrail of the staircase. He has served this warship for a full nine years. He has experienced a battle at the age of 50. He is one of the old guys on this warship.

He walked up the stairs, looked at the twisted walls and the ceiling that was penetrated by bombs, and listened to the loud explosion outside. He took off the hanging work clothes from the wall, then took out a cigarette from the pocket of the work clothes, took out a cigarette and placed it in his mouth.

"George! Captain lets you go up when you have time. He wants to know the details of the damage to the hull this time!" a sailor ran over and said to George.

George nodded, followed the sailor upwards, and when they had just arrived outside the bridge door, they suddenly heard the mast above their heads, and the lookout whistle screamed desperately: "Torpedo! Port side! Torpedo! Port side side is coming towards us."

A huge explosion followed by, and George held the railing on the stairs of the battleship with his hand, and finally stabilized his body. When he turned around, he found that the sailor who had sent him up had fallen from the bridge that was more than ten meters high to the deck.

The warship is finished! This thought flashed through George's mind. He hurriedly opened the door of the bridge and saw the captain with blood on his face being bandaged by a military doctor. The messy command bridge can be described as a mess. These officers had just gotten up from the ground, and the explosion just now paralyzed the newly recovered command again.

"Captain! The ship is about to sink! You must let the personnel evacuate immediately! Organize soldiers to board the lifeboat, otherwise it will be too late!" George said loudly as soon as he came in. He didn't want to die, he had to go back to Britain to see his young grandson who had not met in a few years.

Just as he was talking, a few dozen meters away from his feet, the sea water poured into one cabin after another. The soldiers inside were submerged in the cold water before they could escape. The desperate soldiers knocked on the twisted sealed doors. They could not open the iron doors damaged by the vibration, and could only watch the sea water pouring in and then slowly wait for death.

The sea water with blood and broken parts rushed into the warship's body, flooding wherever it passed. The trauma manager had no time to block the cracks and gaps and was poured into the new cabin by the sea water. Some soldiers and trauma managers were directly submerged by the sea water and never had time to escape.

Frank, who was talking and laughing with George just now, was directly smashed by the collapsed steel bars, and the other two damage managers around him also cracked again because of the blocked place. They suddenly flooded with too much sea water and drowned in the cabin. They didn't even have time to run to the stairs less than 5 meters away from them.

"Immediately! Immediately! Announce the abandonment of the ship! Captain!" George stared at the captain of the Malayan battleship with a look of surprise and said, "If you hesitate for a while, hundreds of people will be killed in vain!"

"The explosion just now may have been a death-death explosion! It may not be underwater! I have no right to order such an important battleship to be abandoned in such an unknown situation!" The captain pushed the doctor away and said.

"No matter what kind of explosion it was! The damage of this ship was enough to sink! I just came up from below! There has not been repaired yet, and now there is such a big shock. It should be completely finished!" George shouted hysterically: "I beg you! Give the soldiers below..."

Before he could finish his words, a pen placed on the chart table rolled down to the ground. Everyone looked at the pen and was so shocked that they couldn't speak. The warship had just released water to the other side a few minutes ago, stabilizing the warship's roll, but now the roll has appeared again, which means that the efforts just now have been wasted, and the entire warship is indeed in danger of sinking.

"Send messages to all positions! Let them evacuate! Order the boiler cabin to turn off the power and all personnel go to the deck! The anti-aircraft weapons continue to fight back, and everyone must wear life jackets." The captain finally glanced at George: "You lead the damage steward to go down and see the damage situation. If... I mean, if there is still a possibility of rescue, please make sure to work hard."

Then he turned to his first mate: "Send a signal to the Eagle aircraft carrier, saying that our ship is sinking, please organize rescue work."

"Captain! The middle of the hull was shot. Many cabins have been damaged by sound pipes and telephone lines! Many cabins may not get the order to abandon the ship to escape." George did not leave, but loudly reminded his captain.

"Send people to each cabin immediately to notify you! If water enters, shout loudly for 3 minutes! Make sure to rescue most of the people." The captain closed his eyes helplessly, because he had seen his command bridge tilt to a very serious level.

Several officers ran out of the bridge frantically. They were ordered to find people who could not be contacted and led them to escape together. George hurried downstairs. When he just returned to the main deck, he saw a crowd of sailors abandoning the ship and jumping into the sea. More people were crowded around the lifeboat, and from time to time they heard gunfire and warnings from the gendarmerie.

George wanted to go down inside the hull to find Frank and others, but found that the stairs he had come up were already full of sea water. He looked around, trying to find his colleagues in the crowd, but he found that all this was futile because the surroundings were messy and it was not the time to find someone.
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