Imperial Overlord

Big ships and huge guns are always the romance of men. No matter how powerful the aircraft carrier is, it cannot make men surging. Pen "Interest" Court www.biquge.info

Lütjens didn't like this mode of fighting the enemy out of sight. He didn't feel the refreshment of hitting the enemy.

I can't look at the battleship under my feet, shoot amazingly powerful shells, smash the enemy's armor, detonate the enemy's warship's ammunition depot, and instantly make the enemy ship break and sink... What is it called a naval battle?

If Lütjens was given a choice, he would prefer to command a powerful fleet of 30 battleships, and the enemy's fleet would bombard the sea with dignity.

It's like in the movie, the protagonist will handsomely throw away his pistol, and the despicable and shameless villain will decide the winner with fists.

It is a pity that God did not give him such a choice. He could only rely on the limited weapons and equipment in his hand to try his best to hit the powerful enemy in front of him.

"Maybe, the future naval battles will turn into something I can't imagine..." Lütjens said to Hines behind him, looking at the distant carrier aircraft.

And Hines behind him didn't know how to answer Lütjens's words at this time. Sometimes, pioneers or forerunners have not only the glory of pioneering, but also the fear of the unknown.

Under the insistence of the Führer, the German Navy has taken the most solid step in the direction of naval aviation. They have taken a firmer and more broken boat than the United States and Japan.

"The fleet is ready for battle! If something goes wrong with our... long-range attack, there may be thorny problems." Lütjens thought for a while, but still felt that he should use the experience of an old sailor for his fleet. do something.

After all, he still felt that just relying on attack aircraft was a bit too advanced. Maybe, the British will really unexpectedly give him a deadly counterattack.

For example, if the British fleet did leave the attacked convoy behind and rush to the German fleet to fight to the death, this would be a big headache.

In the same way, as long as the opponent's fleet rushes over, whether his fleet will fight, or retreat with the plane in embarrassment, is also a question worthy of consideration.

Just now, Lütjens was thinking about these problems. He should plan ahead and think about the countermeasures for these problems.

Above the sky, a Stuka bomber followed a Stuka bomber. Because there are two pilots, these bombers can be said to be relatively safe among the German Navy carrier-based aircraft.

The electromechanical operator sitting behind the driver also played the role of navigator at this time. In addition to operating self-defense machine guns, they spent the rest of the time confirming their flight path against the chart.

Then, after a short flight of 100 kilometers, the clouds were torn apart in front of them, and the huge transport fleet of the British Navy suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Seahawk 1, I see the target!" The pilot confirmed the target in front of him in the leading Stuka C-type carrier-based attack aircraft.

"As long as you're not blind, you can see..." In the cockpit of the Seahawk No. 1 Stuka C plane, the frontline commander was stunned by the sight in front of him.

Directly in front of them, the transport ship pulled out a white track and spread over the sea, seemingly changing the color of the entire sea.

These transport ships followed one after another, forming a dense formation on the sea, so that they could not see the edge at a glance when they were flying in the sky.

How many transport ships there are, and how many British destroyers are covering these transport ships, the pilots in the sky can't count them.

"Seahawk 1 calls Nest Eagle 1, calls the nest..." On the radio, the frontline commander in the cockpit of Seahawk 1 pressed the radio switch and said, "You won't know what I saw."

Yes, no one knows how many British transport ships are on the sea below. It's just that this huge fleet is too incredible, and the German pilots have never seen so many ships in their lives.

Although they are repeatedly trained, they are confident that they can face any enemy warship. But now there are more transport ships in front of them than all the fishing boats near Kiel Naval Port they saw combined when they practiced.

25 Stukas, in front of the huge transport fleet of the British Navy, are as small as 25 flies circling around the flock...

"Looking for a suitable attack position, it's best to sink 25 transport ships in one go and cover each other! Pay attention to our air..." After sighing, the front-line commander began to assign attack tasks.

All they have to do is send the 25 torpedoes mounted under their wings to the 25 transport ships below.

"Identify the target! Identify the target! Find the largest bomb! Find the largest bomb!" Inside the headset, the pilot who had hit the British cruiser loudly reminded his companions.

Then, they saw in the sky in the distance, the British patrol planes flew over the huge British fleet.

At least 10 old-fashioned Swordfish attack aircraft formed a huge formation, passing at low altitude over their own fleet.

"There are enemy planes! Repeat! When attacking, pay attention to your surroundings, there are enemy planes!" Seeing the enemy planes, many German pilots who participated in the attack for the first time frequently reminded each other on the radio.

It's just that the sound of their reminders to each other has not disappeared, and the voice from the channel of the fighter unit rang: "The enemy plane is handed over to us! We are diving! We are diving!"

Flying higher than the Stuka C, the German **** fighter jet higher above the clouds, roaring its engines, swooped down from the sky.

At this time, the FW-190T fighter can be said to be the best maritime fighter in the world. After all, the Zero fighter has not yet produced a few.

Howling, as if about to tear the air, the two German carrier planes dropped their fuel tanks under their belly. Then the four fighter jets, like arrows from the string, turned into four shadows and rushed into the formation of the enemy planes.

"The attack has begun! The attack has begun!" There were shouts in the radio. Before the drivers of Stuka C could understand the situation, the sound of machine guns rang out in the sky.

"Tutu! Tutu!" The 20mm caliber cannon on the FW-190T fighter jet fired tongues of flame, which instantly enveloped the bewildered Swordfish attack aircraft.

Before the British planes lined up with arrows had time to dodge, they were torn apart by tracer bullets like a net of fire, shattering into parts and fragments in the air.

Then, before the shocked British carrier aircraft pilots could recover, the four shadows rushed over the plane they were flying, and then rolled outwards to escape.

Immediately afterwards, four unfortunate swordfish, some exploded into a flame, some broke into two pieces, and some dragged black smoke and fell to the sea.

The moment these British pilots came back to their senses, they realized the seriousness of the problem-they were attacked by enemies, and these enemies were not the existence they could deal with.

Almost at the same moment, the British ships on the sea also remembered their own alarms. They saw German fighter jets swooping down, and of course more German attack planes in the sky.

"Ugh...!" The civilian ships without the alarm sounded their whistle and cruised on the British destroyer on the periphery. The soldiers and sailors looked up at the sky and found those uninvited guests far away in the clouds.

Like a vulture hovering above the sky, the depressing atmosphere brought to the entire British transport fleet is as heavy as a submarine.

Submarines are like assassins, making people nervous and overwhelmed. British sailors and sailors hate submarines because they are a lingering nightmare.

Now, another terrifying weapon appeared in front of them, and it was also a terrifying existence that they could not fight.

Many of the British destroyers escorted are old ships that make up the numbers. These old ships are from the outdated and outdated ships in the United States. They are reluctant to **** and scare submarines, but they are a bit reluctant to deal with aircraft.

The artillery equipped on these destroyers is no problem for self-protection under the attack of aircraft, and it can be used to cover the fleet, which is a complete joke.

Just under everyone's terrified eyes, the first Stuka with torpedoes mounted, howled and dived down in the sky, and the nightmarish sound resounded in the ears of the Allied soldiers again.

In the early days of World War II, the terrifying whistle of Stuka's dive was the last thing Allied soldiers in the trenches wanted to hear.

Even more precise than a heavy artillery attack, that powerful aerial bomb often means death, as well as an extremely depressing mental devastation.

At this moment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this voice appeared at sea, spreading this fear to the wide sea of ​​the Atlantic Ocean.

"Bah! Bah!" At a distance from the diving Stuka, a transport ship equipped with a machine gun on the deck opened fire, trying to drive the attacking Stuka.

It is a pity that because of the distance, the shells fired can't affect the dive of the Stuka aircraft at all.

Even without doing basic evasion, the Stuka entered the attack channel under the watchful eye of the British transport fleet.

At the position close to the sea, Stuka raised and aimed his nose at the target to be attacked. Then, the pylon under the belly opened the buckle.

"Crack!" With a soft sound, the torpedo under the pylon detached from the fuselage, and then it drew a graceful parabola and crashed into the water below the aircraft.

"Bang!" As the torpedo entered the water, a small splash rose on the sea. And Stuka, whose body became lighter, gracefully pulled up on this wave.