Chapter 199: Rush! Symphony of Fire and Steel!
Chapter 199: Play quickly! The symphony of fire and steel! (9)
"Hasn't you already achieved the decision to win?" Ye Fei asked coldly.
Sa Zhenbing glanced at him: "What did you say?"
Ye Fei calculated by counting his fingers: "The loss of the Battle Patrol is 1 to 5. After just confirming that Nanyue sinks, the loss of the warship is now 1 to 4. If we can effectively eliminate the four battleships behind the opponent's hall with superior forces, it will reach 1 to 8. The total loss ratio of the main battleship is 2 to 13, of which our army's loss rate is one-twelveth, while the enemy's loss rate is nearly half. This is just in terms of quantity. Comparing the quality of the loss ships: Thunder class and the opponent's lion class are both world-class, and the loss ratio is already very large; Nanyue is our earliest dreadnought, and it is now an outdated second- and third-rate ship, while the opponent's Orion
, Queen and Queen are both new first-class super-dreadless warships. In this way, the loss ratio is even more disparate. In addition, the enemy has lost all the aircraft carriers. In general, even if we are satisfied with eating only the opponent's abandoned son, the Jelico fleet has lost all its elite troops and is no longer qualified to be the opponent of our main force to restrain our army in the Indian Ocean for a long time. Therefore, there is no need to take any risks at all. The empire's strategic purpose can be easily achieved. In contrast, if we bypass the abandoned son and take the main force of the enemy, we have to risk losing both ends. To borrow: Once it gets dark, you and I don't know what will happen."
While speaking, eight huge water columns rose twice around the Pinghai. Finally, the last time it had crossed the two sides. The nearest bounce point was only twenty or thirty meters away from the warship. The water mist that scattered with the wind blurred the bridge porthole for a moment.
Sa Zhenbing was about to refute when a lookout report suddenly came: "A large number of destroyers were found at 4 o'clock! Shocking towards our ship line!"
Ye Fei took advantage of the situation to pursue the argument: "It seems that the main force of the opponent's lightning strike force has arrived. If you insist on turning southwest, it is equivalent to throwing the A-team to the enemy's lightning strike force. The commander and commander should be very clear about the risks involved."
Sa Zhenbing breathed heavily from his throat, slapped his palms on the handrail, and finally nodded barely, "Tell me, the whole ship turns left to 135 in turn, and launches fire to destroy the troops behind the enemy's palace, and pay close attention to the enemy lightning strike forces on the starboard side."
Soon, with the "Xiao Lei" as the pilot, the 14 high-speed ships of the A column of the single column braved artillery fire and turned sharply to the port side 90 degrees in turn, changing from the southwest to the southeast. All the main guns pointed to the starboard side that still maintained the eastward direction. Compared with the pitifully thin small column of the four ships...
The light cruiser "Dragon Leopard" is the flagship of the mobile force.
In the VIP room on the ship, Bi Lingbo and Liang Shuming had been sitting on the rattan chair and looking at each other for a while, silently silent.
Before snowflakes condensed in the air, Liang Shuming sighed lightly, his face trembling with a smile: "It's all over. Although I'm very unwilling to accept it, it seems that I can only stop here."
"This is not like something you can say." Bi Lingbo said with a face.
Liang Shuming continued to look at himself without caring: "You wait and see. After this battle, the mobile fleet will be disbanded, and the mothership and carrier-based aircraft troops will be restored to the organization of a first-class fleet. In other words, from an independent regular fleet to a single-man team that joins the battle task force as needed. The aircraft carrier faction will still be a vassal of the warship faction - all my efforts since Pearl Harbor will finally be shattered."
Bi Lingbo closed his eyes and said, "I said that I have no aircraft carrier sect or warship sect here, only unquestionable military orders."
"Those people won't let me go, so you can do it yourself in the future." Liang Shuming spread his hands and looked indifferent.
"It's not over yet." Bi Lingbo suddenly opened his eyes and said in a full voice.
Liang Shuming sneered: "I'm still counting on the Falcon Hunter? Even if the weather allows, the reserve fleet of Port Blair can fly out by itself tomorrow during the day. The Falcon Hunter, which is currently cruising at 18 knots, will not be able to meet with the reserve fleet until noon tomorrow. It's not known whether the injury of the Falcon Hunter will worsen. Even if it is successfully received by the reserve fleet, it is impossible to join the main force before dark on that day. No, based on the current trend, it is probably impossible to catch up within two or three days. In this way, if the main force continues to chase the remnants of the Jelico fleet, it will be exposed to the opponent's shore-based aviation strike range for two or three consecutive days - Commander Sa will never take such a risk. So, everything is over."
Bi Lingbo picked up the saucer on the table with one hand, twisted the small spoon and gently stirred the foam black tea in the cup, and waited quietly for Liang Shuming to finish speaking. Then he slowly spoke: "Of course I know this, what I am talking about is the direction of your efforts."
Liang Shuming seemed unable to believe his hearing, blinked his eyes and asked, "You mean..."
Bi Lingbo nodded vigorously without hesitation: "That's right, the direction of your efforts to create a future where aircraft carriers rule the ocean. I will take over this historical 'sex' mission, so please cheer up too. No matter what happens in the future, one day, your theory will become mainstream and your dreams will be truly realized."
Liang Shuming's lips trembled, he rubbed his hands and stared at the table for a while and was excited, and suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Are you serious about this?"
Bi Lingbo smiled faintly, pointed his fingers at the sky, saying word by word: "If there is a half false statement, I, Bi, will be directly hit by hundreds of kilograms of huge bullets, and my corpse will not be reborn without being left."
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London, 10 Downing Street, is a small restaurant in the Prime Minister's residence. It is lunch time. Prime Minister Asquith, who is covered with white tablecloth, sat in one end. On one side was Navy Minister Churchill, sitting in turn on his left. The First Minister of Maritime Affairs, Marshal Fisher, Chief of Staff of the Navy. Opposite the two were Army Secretary Kitchener and Finance and Military Chief Lloyd George.
"…The confirmed losses so far are that all 4 aircraft carriers, all 5 battlecruisers, and 4 of the 23 battleships sink, 3 or 4 battleships severely damaged, and the losses of other forces are to be confirmed. The confirmed results are to sink 2 aircraft carriers on the opponent, 1 or 2 heavy damage; sink 1 battlecruiser, 2 or 3 heavy damage; sink 1 or 2 battleships severely... "
Before he could hear Fisher's report, Asquith blurted out: "We lost."
Churchill, with a dark face, lowered his head and sighed: "I have to admit that this is the case and I will be responsible for it."
Chapter completed!