Chapter 198: The singing of the cannon! Song of the giant ship! (1)

In the southeast of Bhubaneswar, in a huge box formation composed of 71 warships, the flagship of the Allied Combined Fleet "George V" is advancing step by step towards the northeast - the direction of Kolkata.

On the bridge, Jelico, who had just finished breakfast, was holding an empty coffee cup in his hand and listening to the report of the intelligence consultant.

"Major General Westland reported that at 9:20, our shore-based reconnaissance aircraft discovered a large enemy formation in the southeastern waters of Bhubaneswar. The basic forces were 5 battlecruisers and 2 aircraft carriers, with a distance of 120 nautical miles, 18 degrees 43 minutes north latitude, 87 degrees 11 minutes east longitude, 200 direction, and a speed of 16 knots."

"It was the enemy's vanguard force, and we finally caught it first." Captain Anson, an adjutant with a fair baby face, said in surprise half or not.

Colonel Willy, a senior staff member with white temples, made a few strokes on the map and shrugged expressionlessly: "There are 110 nautical miles away from the Betty fleet and 160 nautical miles away from us. The Betty fleet should be discovered by the opponent's carrier-based aircraft soon. The other party should still have a certain amount of aviation attack capabilities, and our aircraft carrier force can no longer organize decent air strikes, and the attack capabilities of the shore-based aviation force are also questionable... No, judging from Westland's report, there is no way to rely on it."

Jeliko's slender fingers gently turned and stroked the gilded blue porcelain coffee cup, a faint, self-deprecating smile passed through the corner of his mouth: "Even so, you still advocate moving forward, Willie, which side do we stand?"

Willie smiled and said calmly: "The aircraft in Hood's hand is not enough to attack, but it can all be used as self-defense. The Cuckoo, which does not have to be equipped with torpedoes, can also act as a low-altitude patrol aircraft to block the enemy's torpedo aircraft. Westland's shore-based aviation troops are not trained enough to attack, so there is no need to launch an attack. Camel and Cuckoo can take turns to serve as guards over the fleet. The V100 will be converted into reconnaissance aircraft, with ammunition to reconnaissance, and occasionally scare the enemy. When the enemy's carrier-based aircraft are exhausted, the battle will naturally change to artillery battle mode. At that time, it will be our turn to play to our own advantages."

"From yesterday's battle, the main target of the enemy's carrier-based aircraft was our aircraft carrier. I wonder if there will be any changes today?" Another young adviser took the slightest speech.

Willie said carefully: "There is no reason to change, so we have to protect the remaining two aircraft carriers today. We just don't know whether the other side's shore-based air force will participate in the war. Although we have tried to get close to the coast as much as possible, Lin Jiayan's lesson has been learned before. The enemy's shore-based torpedo plane flew over an impossible distance and suddenly appeared, catching the Bernie fleet breaking into the bay off guard..."

"The Bernie fleet, which has no air cover at all, cannot be compared with the current joint fleet, and this time we are not spinning around in the narrow bay, and there is much more room for maneuver." Another young adviser said with great enthusiasm, "It is extremely difficult and risky to find and attack a large fleet that is constantly maneuvering in a vast area and is fully protected by air. Even if the enemy does this, the effect will be very limited."

When Jelico heard this, he suddenly put the cup on the chart table in front, grabbed the handrail, and made up his mind: "It is unbearable to wait for the beating. We cannot let the enemy planes rag on our heads, while their own motherships hid behind freely - I will tell you what to do. First, let Westland send a team of fighters to cover the main force while attacking, and second, let Hood use all the planes to protect the avant-garde troops, and that's it!"

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About 200 nautical miles away, the flagship of the East Asian Combined Fleet, the "Pinghai", was rushing towards the southwest by surrounding the remaining 59 ships of all sizes.

General Sa Zhenbing, who had put on a full set of snow-white uniforms, unconsciously stroked the brilliant medal on his chest, sat high on his thick and simple oak seat, staring at the sea antenna outside the bridge in a distance, and listening to the mobile troops notification conveyed by Major General Ye Fei, the chief of staff behind him.

"...The course is 40 and the speed is 15 knots. It is planned to launch a wave of attacks with the remaining forces to completely destroy the enemy aircraft carrier forces."

At first hearing this, Sa Zhenbing nodded slightly and raised his hand and ordered: "Well, don't call back, let him do it."

Ye Fei suggested while recording, "Do you want to give Commander Yuan an instruction?"

Sa Zhenbing closed his eyes and said, "What are you instructing? He knows what to do."

Ye Fei blinked, his expression a little surprised: "Do nothing, just follow me?"

"What's the problem?" Sa Zhenbing remained as motionless as a mountain.

"No... nothing..."

Sa Zhenbing's lips slightly frowned: "The simplest thing is the most effective. Liang Shuming forgot this truth and made things messy. Now we have to make up for the losses he caused - fortunately, Jelico was not scared back by him."

Ye Fei nodded quickly: "Yes, if Jelico runs away, we will run away in vain this trip, and we will suffer in the future... Not to mention this, I think Yuan Feng's "sex" is a bit wild. If he doesn't give him any special instructions, once he becomes addicted, he may throw the fundamental task of luring the enemy into the Pacific."

"It's good to just let him pretend to be addicted..."

"Pretended to be addicted? Could it be..."

Sa Zhenbing raised his right index finger and pointed the armrest of the chair with clear patterns: "The more you pretend, the more likely you are to get hooked. Even if you make a little sacrifice for it, it is understandable... Yuan Feng is not Liang Shuming. He has always been straight and can't go around in circles, so I know what he will do and what he won't do, understand?"

Ye Fei nodded vigorously: "Yes, then what we have to do next is..."

"Drink tea and wait. If there is no major change, 3 or 4 pm is the time for the decisive battle. Before that, eat well, drink well, and maintain a good spirit - send the orders down, and the ships of the main force will start to distribute pre-war meals until before the battle, and smoking is allowed at will."
Chapter completed!