Imperial Overlord

The battlecruiser USS Hood could no longer fight back at this time, because it was quickly losing its sails.

Most of the important power compartments have been damaged at this time, and even some places have been submerged in water. If it does not leave the battle, it will really stop and be killed by the German Navy.

So, even if the battlecruiser Gneisenau kept firing at it, it had no intention of stopping.

The shell fired by the battlecruiser Gneisenau at this time directly hit the rear of the Hood. After the huge impact, the Hood was hit by a shell.

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

The angle of the shell was too inclined, so it bounced off the vertical armor of the stern and fell into the sea water not far away.

The surviving Hood was down to 12 knots at this time, and the battleship Bismarck had lost its firing angle.

The German fleet sailed too fast, even in the rough Atlantic, the fleet still ran out of 25 knots.

Of course, the fleet sailing of both sides was faster just now, but as the sea conditions got worse and worse, the sailing of both sides dropped a little.

The Hood, which was suddenly reduced, avoided the Bismarck that was firing at him, and the Tirpitz battleship, which followed the Bismarck battleship, fired a salvo at this time.

It is a pity that Tirpitz, like Gneisenau, had previously targeted the battle cruiser Reputation.

It was not as lucky as Gneisenau, and after diverting fire, the first round of shots hit a distant target.

Tirpitz's first salvo failed to focus, and the shells fell into the water on Hood's port side.

"Anyway! Keep the course!" John Tovey said depressedly, this time his fleet could be considered a heavy loss.

The sinking of the battlecruiser HMS Prestige left the British fleet with one less fast-moving battleship. When facing the German fast fleet, the British situation was even more passive.

"The steering gear works fine! It's just... The damage to the power compartment is too serious." The officer in charge of damage control reported to General John Tovey.

"It's fortunate to be able to keep the Hood..." John Tovey didn't have any dissatisfaction. Seeing that his battleship's turn was almost halfway completed, he let out a sigh of relief.

He knew that the German fleet could not change course in order to sink him, and the final result of the entanglement here would directly lead to an encounter with the main British fleet.

That's not a thin-skinned battleship like a battlecruiser, it's a few 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. Thinking of this, John Tovey breathed a sigh of relief.

John Tovey breathed a sigh of relief, which did not mean that the German Navy really intended to let go of the battlecruiser Hood. At least Lindeman did not intend to let go of the British battleship in front of him.

"Report to the captain! The two turrets at the rear are loaded! You can fire at any time!" The officer in charge of the artillery command loudly reported to Lindeman.

Lindeman squinted his eyes, looking at the burning fire in the darkness that was almost at the end of his sight.

"After the aiming is adjusted, fire, no salvo, just free fire." Lindeman gave his order.

If the opponent hits the Bismarck he commanded, he must pay the price! That's what was on Lindeman's mind, and he had to avenge his ship.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" At the rear of the battleship Bismarck, the four cannons made loud noises, and groups of flames spewed out.

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

In a split second, the shell hit the battleship Hood's conning tower, where it completed a terrifying penetration.

The collision of steel, the piercing sound of the dealer, and the beautiful bridge of the Hood, including the command tower, were drowned in the flames in an instant.

The huge explosion terrified the British damage controllers who were working on the deck for repairs. When they looked up, they saw a deafening explosion from the conning tower hit by the shells.

For a moment, almost no one realized what happened. When someone shouted, someone hurried over, hoping to rescue the people on the bridge.

Although there is about 25o mm of armored guards, the conning tower of the battlecruiser Hood is still much more vulnerable than the conning tower on the battleship.

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

General John Tovey, who had not yet fully recovered from the shock of the power compartment being hit, was standing with his arms on the chart table. He was trying to regain his sanity so he could continue. Command the Hood out of trouble.

But God didn't seem to give him a chance to regain his strength. Just when he was about to speak and continue to give battle orders, 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 afterwards, a huge explosion swelled in front of his eyes, and then his eyes became pitch black, and the pain in his body also disappeared.

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

"Inject water into the main power compartment! Prevent the boiler inside from exploding again... Start the spare small diesel engine to supply power to other equipment! Quick!" The damage control commander in charge of the emergency repair ordered loudly.

He was standing in front of a closed hatch, and the icy sea water under his feet had already filled his shoes. Before the voice came to the ground, a distant explosion brought a slight vibration.

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

"No! Sir!" The other party raised his head from among the non-commissioned officers who were sketching on the battleship blueprint by the dim light, and answered loudly.

"Did you feel the tremor just now? It was an explosion! It wasn't a boiler workshop, and it wasn't an engine room!" The damage control commander was very experienced and directly denied many points.

And he also determined the nature of the vibrations and ruled out other causes of vibrations. With such excellent experience, he managed to control the water inflow into the main power compartment.

"Sir! The tremor just now cracked the crack we blocked... Cabin No. 9 is lost!" An officer wearing a life jacket, soaked all over and shivering from the cold, waded over and reported that the No. 9 cabin had entered the water. news.

"Then retreat to No. 1o cabin! Hold it there! We can't lose the cabin any more! The battleship has begun to roll slightly." The damage control commander frowned and ordered his subordinates.

"This is your command! I'll go up and see what happened." The damage control commander instructed, then turned around and walked back.

When his feet stepped up the steel-welded stairs, the uncomfortable dampness and freezing sensation made his feet numb.

"Damn it! The water is at least 20 degrees below the order." He complained, and then he held the handrail of the stairs all the way up. Before halfway through, he saw a soldier go downstairs in a panic.

The other party also saw him, and hurriedly stood at attention and saluted: "Sir! The bridge has just been hit... We lost contact there, and we couldn't get up for a while. We have no way to confirm the loss."

"What?" Hearing the other party's words, the damage control commander couldn't believe his ears. The commander tower was hit? how can that be?

He pushed aside the men who came to report the message, took three steps and two steps, rushed up the stairs, pushed open the hatch leading to the outside of the deck, and turned his head to see the smoking bridge.

"I..." Even the damage control commander, who has never swears much as a nobleman, scolded involuntarily when he saw the scene in front of him.

The Hood's front artillery sight has disappeared~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The bridge below it has also been submerged in flames at this time.

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

Ignoring the cold feeling under his feet, he pushed aside several soldiers blocking the road and walked closer. Although it was still night, the burning and explosion overhead still illuminated the deck as if it were daytime.

"Where is General Tovey? Has General Tovey been found?" Seeing that the road to the top floor had been blocked by twisted steel and thick smoke, the damage control commander asked loudly.

"Sir! General Tovey has not been found, and the captain is also... the highest rank officer we can find, that's you." A young officer replied.

Thousands of officers and soldiers, on a battleship that was on fire and smoked and lost its power, was really an unforgettable bad situation.

"Turn off unnecessary power, I need to save power... Let the warship keep sailing, it's too dangerous to stay here." He looked at the German warship that was spewing flames in the distance, and anxiously issued the first order after he took over. a command.