Chapter 642 We Can't Be Faster than the Germans

Lieutenant General Gaplat is the commander of the Northwest Fleet in France. He is a typical Breste, that is, the Royal Navy as his opponent and unwilling to fall behind.

But in fact, Lieutenant General Gaplate was just "unwilling". He occasionally revealed his heart: "Everything we do is likely to be a fish that is helpless in the Internet. In the end, he will find nothing."

Understand understanding.

The gap between the French Navy and the Royal Navy is too big. It is likely that it is likely that manpower and personal wishes can be changed. They have to admit this reality.

Just like the battle in the Dadanier Strait, France and the United Kingdom were equal ally, but naturally, the Royal Navy commanded the French fleet by the British Royal Navy, and no one even said to oppose it.

There is no exception now. Lieutenant General Gaplat thought that at best, we went to Beihai to become the Affiliated fleet of the British, and what we could do was to escort the fleet rather than fighting.

With a heavy mood, Lieutenant General Gaplat entered the headquarters of Charles.

"Welcome, General." Charles shook hands with Lieutenant General Gaprat: "Is it okay recently?"

"Very good." General Gaplat nodded: "Perhaps it was the cause of the storm. This month, the Germans had no movement, and even the submarine rarely attacked."

"It's a good news." Charles asked, and guided Lieutenant General Gaplat into the conference room.

The service soldiers immediately put a cup of coffee for the two, and prepared a few pieces of cakes and just cut apples.

Since the French fleet has participated in the war with the "echo detector", the supply has improved, especially the supply port of Antwerp.

Lieutenant Gaplat sat down on the chair, picked up the coffee for a few mouthfuls, and said, "However, there are new situations in these days, I think you may need to know this."

"Oh?" Shire replied: "You want to say, a new type of water reconnaissance machine in the North Sea appearing in the North Sea?"

"Do you know?" Lieutenant Gaplat was surprised on his face, but the next second he understood: "Yes, of course you know, you have a plane to investigate the Germans in the air."

"Yes, General." Charle nodded.

"You should hit them." Lieutenant General Gaprat stared at Charles: "Those guys are dangerous. With them in heaven, we have several warships, several merchant ships, and where are they. . As long as they are willing, they can organize a stronger fleet to launch a raid at any time. "

"I know." Sheri was helpless: "But we can't do it."

Without waiting for Lieutenant General Gaplat, Charles explained: "Our fighter can't fly so far, and our bomber speed is similar to them."

The speed of 137 kilometers is almost no different from 135 kilometers, and no one can catch up with anyone.

As long as the other party is willing, just keep the straight line fly at the highest speed, it will definitely keep the distance, and even the mobile avoidance is not needed.

Lieutenant General Gaplat was weird on his face: "But that is the British 'Capranney', not ours. I heard that you have replaced our" Capranney 'on a new engine, The speed will definitely be faster than the other party, right? "

"That's just ... the legend." Charles were embarrassed: "I do have such ideas, and even put into practice. But after changing to a more horsepower engine, I found a series of problems such as unstable structure of the body and unpopular flight control. "" "

Of course, this is not the case. The highest speed of the new "Caprini" has reached 160 kilometers per hour. As long as the torpedo with a torpedo with a machine gun, it is not a problem to chase the German "UWD" bomber.

Lieutenant General Gaplat looked at Charles doubtful: "Is that is it? That's a pity!"

Shire smiled and said deeply: "We can't be faster than the Germans, generals."

"Can't?" Lieutenant General Gaplat looked at Charles, and he seemed to hear the meaning in this.

"Yes, can't." Charles nodded: "Otherwise, you know what will happen."

Lieutenant General Gaplat was stunned, and then understood.

As long as the new "Kaprani" comes on, the Germans' poor seaplanes will be killed immediately.

Then the British will not have any threats.

"But." Lieutenant General Gaplat was worried: "We are also a member of the escort team. Our fleet also cruises in Beihai. They are also dangerous."

"Yes, I know." Charles affirmed: "We will even become the key goal of the Germans, or the best goal."

"How do you say?" Grandgoplat was shocked.

"Very simple." Shire analyzed: "In the eyes of the Germans, the British Royal Navy must be stronger than the French fleet. At the same time, the French Navy also pose a great threat to its submarine."

Lieutenant General Gaprat was instantly clear.

The French fleet is the weakness of the North Sea defense line because he lacks practical experience and backward tactics, and warships lag behind British warships.

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From the perspective of the Germans, of course, the persimmons picked up the soft pinch.

Lieutenant General Gaplat frowned: "But, you know that the French fleet will become the goal of the Germans, but still let their water aircraft do not care?"

Shouldn't you immediately remove the Germans' water aircraft?

Charles did not speak. He stood up and made a "please" gesture: "I'll show you something, General."

...

In the closed hangar at Antwerp Airport, Carter and several pilots were studying offensive tactics against the "Caproni" bomber.

"It is far from enough to just meet the throwing requirements." Carter said to the pilots: "Have you ever considered that the best angle for a torpedo to successfully hit the target and sink it is to hit the warship vertically."

"Yes, Colonel."

"So." Carter held a model of an airplane in his hand and pointed it at the wrench on the ground. While demonstrating, he said: "We should fly the plane in a circle to lower the altitude and cut in at a vertical angle. At the same time, we must estimate the speed of the warship and fully consider the lead time..."

At this time, Charles' figure appeared at the door of the hangar, and Carter hurriedly took his men to greet him and saluted.

"This is Lieutenant General Geprat." Charles introduced: "I think you know him."

"Yes, General." Carter and his party stood up and saluted Lieutenant General Geprat again, and shook hands with him enthusiastically.

Lieutenant General Geprat glanced at Charles in confusion. He didn't understand why Charles brought him here to meet this group of pilots.

Suddenly, he stared blankly at the plane parked in the hangar, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

God, is that a torpedo?

The plane was not carrying a bomb, but a torpedo?