Chapter 1353: The Wire Was Broken

The earth shakes.

The entire fort is also shaking, and the chandelier above the head, after shaking a few times, actually goes out!

"What's the matter?" Georgi shouted loudly. "Why is the power supply interrupted?"

The battery of each coastal defense gun is a building with a depth of tens of meters. It is inseparable from the supply of electricity, but now, it is suddenly interrupted, the lights inside are all extinguished, and the exhaust fan has no humming sound. , which made Georgi, the commander of the battery, quite anxious.

The location of the explosion was more than 1,000 meters away from his side, which only deepened his worries. Could his side be discovered?

More than 1,000 meters can be considered as the error of the opponent's naval guns when firing. This first round of shooting is more tentative, and in the second round, I am afraid it will cover the top of our own.

Here, they can't see anything, and the situation on the sea depends entirely on the information of those lookouts.

"Report Captain, it may be that our power line has been blown off." Corrich, who is in charge of the power system, said.

The fort is far from the urban area, and it is impossible to connect the power line from the urban area. Their usual source of electricity is the underground diesel generator set two kilometers away.

Diesel generators can not be too close to them, otherwise the black smoke from the diesel engine will expose their position, which is also for safety reasons.

In the dark, Corrich adjusted the circuit to the backup battery, and the light finally came on, but with the light of the battery, it only provided power supply for two hours at most, and the power of the backup battery was not enough to drive the shore. For the anti-gun loading system, he must connect the power lines.

"Then what are you waiting for, go check it out!" Georgi said, "Pay attention to the enemy planes overhead."

At this point, the Germans' planes were still flying overhead, and it was dangerous to go out and check the circuit at a time like this, but couldn't wait that much longer, and their coastal defense guns couldn't be rendered incapacitated by a loss of power.

Moreover, he already had a hunch that the battle was coming.

"Fort No. 30 called the observatory, asked to indicate the target position, and prepared to fight back." He sent his own men to repair the circuit. Georgi was already preparing for battle, and even if it was manually loaded, he could not delay firing.

Now, he relies on the observatory to provide target bearing data.

But later, he received disappointing answers from observatories one by one.

"No enemy fleet found at Cape Lucullus."

"No enemy fleet has been found at the mouth of the Alma."

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Hearing the data coming back from the observatories, it made Georgi go crazy: "The No. 30 battery was fired by a large-caliber naval gun. Didn't you find the German fleet?"

Even if the range of the German 460 naval guns is farther, so that the 305 mm coastal defense guns of their own can not reach, then at least let the observatory see it, right?

"Yes, Captain, but we didn't find out."

Putting down his phone, Georgi suddenly felt a burst of discomfort.

It was not the plane that was thrown down, because our observation post did not see the opponent's aircraft passing by, that is, the attack of the naval artillery, but our observation post did not see the enemy's fleet. Could it be that they were launched from a position below the sea level? How far does that go?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Keep watching, and be sure to find me the German fleet!" Georgie shouted loudly.

Just as Georgi shouted loudly, Corrich had gone out with several fighters, carrying cables.

Overhead, with an airplane flying not far away, Corrich pushed the lid on the top of the head, which was next to a steel bush, and slowly climbed out.

At this time, a thousand meters away, there was still a cloud of black smoke at the position hit by the naval gun. There was a burning smell in the black smoke.

Even before it passed, Corrich knew that the crater was exactly where the cable was buried. When the huge shell fell, it exploded the crater and directly broke the cable.

Then your task is simple, climb over and connect the cable.

He was just about to bring his soldiers over, but found that his soldiers actually stood up and trot all the way!

"Damn, you idiots, get down and crawl over!" Corrich shouted.

He shouted, looking anxiously at the sky above, hoping not to be discovered by the Germans.

But unfortunately.

An HS129 attack plane found a few of them just right, and immediately the pilot of the plane became excited.

Lieutenant Steinkamp was running out of fuel for his plane. He would patrol for another ten minutes. If he didn't find anything nearby, then he should have returned. At this moment, he found several planes on the ground. Individuals are running!

It goes without saying that at this time, in this kind of place, the artillery of the Soviets must be running. It seems that the artillery is nearby, but we have never found it!

When he saw these people, he immediately pushed the lever in surprise, twisted his nose, and pressed the trigger.

"Tom tom, tom tom tom!" The 40mm cannon shells shot at these people.

"Ah." The soldier carrying the cable had his calf blown off in an instant, his body fell to the ground, and the cable he was carrying was thrown aside.

Subsequent shells continued to fly over and hit the cable, breaking the cable in an instant.

Lying on the ground, Corrich clenched his fists. At this time, in order not to expose the target, his anti-aircraft artillery still did not fire. The few of them could only be attacked by the opponent's machine guns.

The cannonball hit the ground beside him, blowing the ground into pieces, and the other party pulled it up and flew away.

Corrich didn't move.

Sure enough, the other party flew over again and continued to dive down, as if ploughing the ground with a plow, smashing the ground into pieces.

Finally, the other party should be sure that the following people are dead, and then pull up with satisfaction and really fly away.

Corrich's hands were bleeding, and several of his fingers were blown off. This was the least injured, and the rest of the people had not moved.

Corrich was crawling, dragging the cable, moving it bit by bit, bit by bit, his mission was not done, he had to do his own!

On the ground, a trace of blood was left, which gradually extended into the crater.

Corrich climbed to the edge of the crater and looked at the six-meter-deep crater. If he went down, he would definitely not be able to climb up by himself. He first threw the cable he brought into the crater, and then rolled with a bone down.

The cable was buried at a depth of five meters, and it just happened to be affected.