Chapter 420 Powerful! Triple Core

As an old ship commissioned during the Navy Holiday, the Nagato battleship was not known for its defensive capabilities. Its overall defensive performance was even ranked last among the main battleships of the same period.

Especially her underwater defense belt, which was more to deal with underwater bullets fired by enemy ships, rather than torpedoes.

So!

When the first Mark 17 hit her port side, the shock wave generated by the explosion destroyed the load-bearing structure of the hull, and then further tore the hull, causing a large amount of water to enter.

The turbulent sea water caused the Nagato battleship to tilt 15 degrees to the left in a very short time, and it was almost entering the countdown to sinking.

"The hull is tilting! The hull is tilting!"

The bad news came again, and Takasu Shiro, who was already anxious, suddenly became at a loss.

At this time, the hull was shaking violently, and the old devil lost his center of gravity for a while. His body staggered and was about to fall.

At the critical moment, the shame of the navy seemed to have lost his mind and actually tried to reach out and grab the chair beside him to maintain his balance.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, Takasu Shiro fell flat on his face in the armored command tower along with the chair. His forehead hit the corner of the seat hard, and blood instantly dyed the ground red.

With the help of his subordinates, the old devil climbed up with difficulty.

In the critical moment of life and death, he had no time to curse and wail. He took a big step to the communication device and issued a new order to the damage control team on standby.

"Quick! Fill water immediately! Prioritize restoring the balance of the hull!"

The damage control teams that received the order started to act at the first time. They barely corrected the left tilt of the battleship Nagato to five degrees by filling water into the empty cabin on the right.

As a price for the remedy, a large amount of seawater poured into the hull again, causing the speed, which was already like a turtle, to drop by one knot.

It is worth mentioning that because the damage control team was too eager to achieve results, they forgot to notify their colleagues in some cabins during the water injection process, causing hundreds of sailors to become water ghosts.

In a sense, this can be regarded as a good thing in pairs.

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After a series of rescue operations that were done with poison to quench thirst, the hull of the Nagato finally stabilized.

Facing the second wave of twelve torpedoes fired from the bow and the third wave from the starboard side, the navigator in the armored command tower had an idea and once again issued an order to cut inward at full speed to avoid.

A moment later, the entire battleship was like a flexible loach, successfully passing through the gap between the two waves of torpedoes, perfectly performing a thrilling torpedo beat.

To be honest, this kind of snake-skinned mine-dodging operation is really outrageous.

The only scene that can be compared with it is probably the drifting of the battleship Missouri on the sea.

After escaping death with great difficulty, Takasu Shiro and the officers beside him breathed a sigh of relief.

But the good times didn't last long. Before they could be happy for long, a frightened voice came from the communication channel again.

"Commander, the port propulsion shaft was damaged in the lightning strike just now. According to the assessment, our speed will start to decrease in half an hour at the latest."

As soon as these words came out, the old Japanese soldiers all turned pale, as if they had thought of something terrible.

Now the enemy's bombers are still eyeing them in the sky. Once the speed of their own battleships drops below ten knots, they will be no different from lambs to be slaughtered.

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone.

Just when Takasu Shiro and his party were worried, the fourth wave of Mark 17 torpedoes had passed through the severely injured seaplane carrier and hit the port side of the Nagato.

This last wave of attack was a long-accumulated killer move of the Air Force 1st Division.

Even if a miracle happens today, the Japanese will have to eat torpedoes to their heart's content.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Amid the wailing of the deck sailors, two torpedoes hit the port side of the Nagato again, one after the other.

The first one hit the hull near the chimney, and the engine room and boiler room inside were instantly filled with a large amount of seawater.

Because the incident happened suddenly, the Japanese working there had no way to escape. They could only slap the hatch in vain, holding their breath and making their last struggle.

The second torpedo hit the hull around the mast, making the propulsion shaft, which was already riddled with holes, completely useless.

Such a fatal blow, if placed in a naval battle in the magic world of some white-haired guy, it would definitely be a spectacular scene of four fires and two floodings.

"Quick! Keep filling! The tilt of the hull must not exceed fifteen."

After Takasu Shiro gave the order, he silently waited for the damage control team to reply. But in the communication channel, there were only explosions and screams from time to time.

At this moment, anyone could guess that there must be a problem with damage control, and there was even a high probability that all the crew members were wiped out.

However, even if those squads were safe, it would be useless, after all, they had no way to make substantial rescue. Because there were no additional empty compartments on the right side of the Nagato, which could be used to implement damage control measures such as reverse water injection.

Amid the desperate shouts of the Japanese sailors, this old battleship with a service life of more than 20 years had tilted 22 degrees to the left.

It was only a matter of time before the iron turtle turned over.

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With only one propulsion shaft left on the right side, the speed of the Nagato battleship had dropped sharply to seven knots.

As a commander with rich combat experience, Liu Yudi would naturally not miss such a good opportunity to beat the drowning dog.

He stared at the old ship below with a sharp look, and after a brief judgment, he ordered in the communication system of the fleet:

"Attention, squadrons! Attention, squadrons!"

"The enemy's flagship has completely lost its ability to resist. Now it is up to our bomber formation to give the devils the final blow!"

Liu Yudi's steady voice was mixed with a hint of excitement that could not be concealed:

"Next, the first squadron will cut into the battlefield from the north, and the second squadron will start bombing from the west of the enemy ship. There is still plenty of time for combat, so everyone should calm down and don't have any psychological pressure."

"Understood!"

After receiving the order from its highest commander, the huge Lancaster fleet immediately began to act. Everyone split into two in the air and flew towards the Nagato from two different angles.

Thanks to the rockets of the Air Force 1st Division, the devil's First Fleet was unable to organize a decent air defense firepower network at this time, and could only let thirty four-engine heavy bombers ride on their faces.

Seeing the enemy planes approaching, Takasu Shiro's face became paler and paler. He hurriedly ordered the Yakaze destroyer in the communication channel:

"Quick!"

"Turn on the smoke generator!"

Although the order from his own fleet commander was too brief, the captain of the Yakaze destroyer understood the other party's meaning at the first time. He estimated the distance between the two sides, and then shouted to the navigator:

"Turn on the engine overload!"

"Hurry up and rush to the Nagato, and use smoke to interfere with the enemy bomber's vision."

As it concerns the life and death of his own flagship, the order was quickly passed to all departments of the ship.

The Japanese worked together to make the Yakaze destroyer reach the maximum speed in the shortest time, and finally drove towards the center of the fleet.

At the same time, the black and white mixed smoke barrier was released from the short smoke duct, forming a high wall that affected the vision.

The smoke produced by the incomplete combustion of the boiler has a slightly worse cover effect in the horizontal direction, but it can definitely interfere with the observation of the air force.

It's a pity that the speed of the Yakaze destroyer is too slow.

Even if she burst out all her potential, it would take at least three minutes to reach Nagato.

Looking at the destroyer below that was trying its best to rescue him, Liu Yudi showed an interested smile on his face, just like a villain behind the scenes.

"Group One, get into combat position! Start attacking!"

As soon as these words came out, the bombardier of the first squadron's lead aircraft immediately pressed the button, and a super-heavy armor-piercing bomb weighing 5.443 tons fell from the sky.

A whistling sound that tore through the air came, and the sailors on the battleship Nagato seemed to feel the call of the god of death and stopped their work.

The devils held their breath and waited for their final fate.

"Boom!"

The first high-footed glass fell into the water and exploded 150 meters to the left of the Nagato.

Accompanied by the explosion that shook the mountains and mountains, a huge water column several tens of meters high rushed into the sky, and the sea water poured onto the deck like a fairy scattering flowers, soaking the sailors like drowned chickens.

This scene made Takasu Shiro's pupils shrink.

"Masaka! What on earth is this! Is it an armor-piercing bomb? How can it be more powerful than the main gun of the Nagato?"

The old Japanese soldier hurriedly raised the telescope in his hand and just saw a big guy leaving the magazine.

"Here it comes again!"

"Be prepared for the impact!"

The second shot also missed, but the power of the near miss directly hit the Yakaze.

In front of the goblet, this destroyer was like a weak little girl, unable to withstand any ravage.

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Although the Lancasters of the Air Force 3rd Division were all equipped with Norton sights, and the current speed of the Nagato was less than six knots. But it is very difficult to hit a moving target with horizontal bombing, and you really need to consider both luck and strength to hit it.

The first twelve shots missed the target, which rekindled the hope of life for some Japanese soldiers. The wishful enemy even began to pray secretly, praying that their own Amaterasu could bless peace.

But! There is always a time when dog shit luck runs out.

"Bang!"

After a loud metal collision, the thirteenth bomb hit the deck in front of the No. 1 turret of the Nagato directly.

The warhead of the goblet is made of special hardened steel. It can easily penetrate a solid fortress or reinforced concrete bunker, and it is no problem to penetrate an old battleship.

This super heavy armor-piercing bomb easily penetrated the deck and tore a large hole 14 meters long and 10 meters wide at the bow.

If it were placed in the magic world of a certain white-haired guy, the previous attack would definitely be powerful and could add a black card to the medal belt.

After passing through the keel, the goblet exploded underwater, and thousands of tons of seawater immediately poured into the hull of the Nagato.

The violent shock completely paralyzed the fire control system and power system of the Iron Turtle.

The high-pressure shock wave even twisted the propeller at the stern, causing the entire warship to lose power.

By now, Takasu Shiro has seen his own end. The successive blows made him understand one thing, that is, the Nagato is finished.

The old devil's heart was filled with resentment and regret, but all his words were finally reduced to a few words.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"You all bravely participated in the battle. The responsibility for the defeat is borne by me alone, and has nothing to do with you all."

"Everyone leave the ship! Retreat immediately! I order you to shoulder your responsibilities, live well, and continue to be loyal to His Majesty Tianhuang!"

After saying this, the old Japanese saluted the heads of various departments present, and then walked towards the captain's command room without looking back.

Although it was not stated explicitly, everyone knew that the commander of his fleet would live and die with the Nagato.

After a while, the officers evacuated one after another, leaving only the deputy captain to accompany his fleet commander on the road.

It's a pity that the Air Force 3rd Division will not give the Japanese a chance to be sentimental. Facing the Nagato with almost zero speed, the second squadron began to attack without any hesitation.

Fifteen high-footed glasses of the second squadron fell from the sky and flew towards the center of the enemy fleet.

The next moment, huge water columns rose from the sea, as if there were peerless strong men fighting in the sea.

In the end, two high-footed glasses hit again, one hit the midship, and the other hit the deck next to the No. 3 turret directly.

A few seconds later, the No. 3 turret took off on the spot with two 410mm heavy guns. It was as if an invisible helicopter lifted them up 30 meters.

The fallen turret was also not at peace. It was like a sudden disaster, directly smashing and killing hundreds of Japanese soldiers who had just abandoned the ship and jumped into the water.

Accompanied by a series of violent explosions, the left tilt of the Nagato quickly increased to 70 degrees. The entire starboard side was completely exposed above the water, almost turning over and capsizing in the water.

When the hull flipped 120 degrees, the rear ammunition depot of the battleship exploded, and the entire ship was directly broken into two sections in the water.

Finally, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the sea.

This mushroom cloud was thousands of meters high and could be seen even in Kagoshima, more than 100 miles away.