Orc Tyrant

Before the sparks from the tail spout extinguished, Ok's assault fleet leaped into the battlefield impatiently.

However, the human side was obviously prepared long ago. A fiery barrage swept over, and the destroyer detachment formed two semi-arcs surrounding the left and right, and the future attacking Ouke warships swept into their firepower net.

The two sides are no more than one or two kilometers apart, and this distance is already considered bayonet-fighting in a naval battle.

At the same time as the artillery attacked, one hundred torpedoes drew a deadly trajectory on the surface of the sea, followed by another hundred, and the tails ejected by the propellers outlined a giant net in the waves.

Soon the flames lit up in Oak’s fleet. The shells ripped through the simple armor of the warship like butter. Protection is always the last thing to consider in the design of Oak’s warships. They are comparable to the size of a cruiser. But no corresponding protection is given.

Their only means is speed.

Captain Oak increased the engine power of the battleship to a critical point and risked overheating and exploding at any time. Their offensive remained unabated and plunged into the firepower circle deployed by human destroyers.

It was this moment that Lame Luo was waiting for.

His assault ship formation, which was originally only one line away from the collapse of the entire line, immediately stopped advancing and completed the reorganization at an astonishing speed. The battleship and the battleship adjusted the distance between each other with a high degree of tacit understanding, and gathered into the same wolf. group.

"fire!"

When Lame Luo's roar reached outside the command cabin, all the artillery on the assault ship fired all around, but their target was not the human fleet.

A few seconds after the projectile was fired, strong green smoke gradually rose up on the surface of the sea.

This is a new invention of the craftsmen, a certain peculiar mixture, once it gets wet, it will react violently and release a lot of smoke.

Usually a smoke cannonball can produce a smoke area covering a radius of 1-2 kilometers. Lame Luo and his assault ships fired hundreds of them at a time. These cannonballs are scattered in various positions, and because Ouke’s artillery usually The firing range is far, covering all the human destroyer squadrons in.

For a while, the visibility on the sea was reduced to a terrifying point, and the captains of many destroyers could not even see the right ship hundreds of meters away.

In just half a minute, the originally orderly human ships have become "lone ships" scattered on the scattered front.

At this time, a terrible voice squeezed into the communication channels of all the destroyers.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !

In the smoke, Oak’s assault ship squad lined up in a tight formation through the curtain of damaged fragments, and Gale launched the first from the upper part of the hull of the sleeping beauty, a member of the Dekam, destroyer squad from the right. Round volley.

Ouke’s assault ships may have the same protective performance as destroyers, but their firepower is close to that of ordinary cruisers. The habit of small boats with artillery allows them to choose targets at close range.

At a distance of no more than a hundred meters, each shell hit the hull armor individually, and the turrets were blown away from their gun positions with the explosion.

The destroyer’s artillery quickly counterattacked in the same way. The artillery fire hit Gale's armor, some penetrated it, but due to its caliber, it could not cause more damage.

The Gale twisted its body and moved away from the area covered by the artillery fire, and then launched a series of rockets to hit the Sleeping Beauty.

Boom~!

The next moment, a violent explosion bloomed and was swallowed by thick smoke, leaving behind shimmering debris like a silver fountain.

The hull of the Agni is ugly, and the outer part of the bow absorbed a lot of gunfire, making it look like the head of a fire-breathing monster made of burning metal.

It may be small compared to battleships, but it is very flexible and more powerful than its displayed size.

Behind it is the Ironleg, its younger sister ship. In the gap between Gale's attack, its ten large cannons exploded violently tore apart the upper part of the Red Crab, which was covering the left side of the Sleeping Beauty. Hull.

After the Gale completed its first operation, it separated from the other two assault ships, allowing the heat wave of the engine to push it to the open area ahead so that the other ship could pass.

Behind the two assault ships, the Big Bangmao swiftly accelerated through the area where Gale had made way, pouring devastating firepower on the abdomen of the aimless Red Crab, and before the opponent dodged over, with a fierce attack. The impact directly split the destroyer into two.

Its bow is the most terrible and sturdy of all assault ships. It looks like an ordinary cone-headed hammer. At full speed, even a giant ship like the Evil does not dare to eat its "head hammer".

The three assault ships are like predatory wolves in the fog, ramming in the destroyer formation. Their speed is so fast that the dominant human fleet cannot achieve coordinated attacks at the same time.

The individual ships fighting each other simply couldn't resist this violent offensive, one after another, vanished in the explosion.

The remaining destroyers began to move closer to the cruisers that came to support, and the Gale approached them all the way.

"Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up!

Seeing that the destroyer squadron was in a bitter battle, Niels squeezed out two cruisers from the limited force to support them. They did not enter the smoke zone, but occupied two oblique angles in two directions, and began to use the side gun array to face The possible location of the enemy releases endless rage.

As if receiving an invisible signal, human ships began to consciously move away from the smoke area.

But Lame Luo didn't plan to give them a distance.

Rotala, the captain of the cruiser God of the North, still got goose bumps in his skin under the high temperature of nearly 30 degrees. The original hunting was over, and the prey itself took away their hunter status.

"It's brave."

Beside him, Deputy Captain Tobin said quietly.

It's strange that when the prey turns around and shows its sharp teeth, the atmosphere becomes dignified, and it is always difficult for enemies to fight bravely.

Through the misty smoke, Rotala saw the slightly smaller Ocque battleship turning its bow, imagining the heroic words of the captain of the enemy ship and thousands of howling monsters. The artillery rushing towards them prepared for the final battle.

"Kill them."

He said calmly and softly.

"Just kill them all."

The enemy's battleship rushed out of the edge of the smoke zone, becoming bigger and bigger in the field of vision.

When it showed its sharp teeth, its muzzle began to flash.

Tobin put his arms around his chest and looked at the other person and immediately their only shelter.

"They played well, sir, I have to say so."

Rotala did not refute, he issued instructions to the gunner and several main turrets.

"Fire."

"It's shooting, Captain."

The God of the North shook, a burst of barrage struck the Gale in a concentric state, and part of the second round of barrage penetrated the target, and the armor on it disappeared on the hull like a burst of bubbles.

Each blow wiped out hundreds of lives, and flames emerged from the wounds, turned into steam in the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

"They are still approaching."

Deputy Captain Tobin pointed out.

"It seems that the impact speed has been reached."

Rotala was not sure that the God of the North would blast the enemy to pieces before the opponent had a chance, which made him have other suspicions.

"Freedom to fire."

More artillery joined the firing, Rotara with a smile watched the enemy ship advancing and evading at full speed within the allowable limit of the hull. It evaded part of the calculated long-range attack of the God of the North, but not All, but still steadily approaching.

"This one……"

Rotala frowned suddenly.

"Sir?"

He did not respond, but waited, waiting for the torpedo after launch to penetrate and tear the opponent's hull. He waited for Ouke's maritime garbage ship to become a staggering, torn apart incineration scrap iron.

But the enemy ship continued to approach, despite the raging fire.

"is coming."

His nerves tightened suddenly.

"Evasion at full speed."

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!"

Suddenly, there was a terrible noise from the loudspeaker of the bridge, mixed with the explosion of the ship being shot.

The communication was cut off. Rotara supported his cheeks with his fingers, still watching the enemy's desperate assault. He knew exactly what he was looking at. The other party’s hull had burst, but that was not launching the sideboard. Signs of artillery.

"Oh no!"