"Target, direction at two o'clock, distance of 5300 meters"

"The target, heading at nine o'clock, speed 12 knots."

As the watchtower was on the watchtower, the young sighters read out the calculated target information, and the calculation result sounded in the call tube and became the reference data for the gunner. Listening to this, Zhou Yu couldn't help but shake his head, very dissatisfied. In just half a year, even if he found the smartest and best-school people in the area under Li Zhe who were the ones under him, the surveying and mapping accuracy that could be achieved was like this.

The training of these three ships only met the technical requirements of the new Imperial Navy in form, and they are still far behind them! He had to lower the standardization requirements of the Imperial Navy and lower it! Only in order for these guys to practice!

The officers and soldiers of the ammunition depot in the bottom cabin took out the shells, removed the packaging, placed them on the pulley, and then pulled the machine to let the pulley send the shells into the turret through the pipe. The sailors in the cabin on the other side took out the launch cartridge according to the distance measurement, placed them on the pulley, and sent them from the other pipe to the turret.

In the turret, four large and round gunners placed the shells on the slide rails, pushed them into the barrel with a push rod, added a firing cartridge, and locked the barrel. Then, shake the handle of the machine and aimed the gun according to the target position. Pull out the gun rope and prepare the order from the gun captain.

"put!"

Just like a conditioned reflex, the gunner pulls the rope and hears a muffled sound, and the cannon ejects out of the chamber.

"Woo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Boom!" There were 12 continuous cannons. After a moment, 12 waves arose around the Dutch fleet. The first round of shells was lost as everyone expected, but then the observation hand heard:

"9 rounds are missing near the bullet, 3 rounds are long, and the rear turret is reduced by 200."

This is almost the best result of the special experimental fleet secretly trained by Japan Port before the sea pursuit. It seems that today's goddess of luck is nearby! It has to be said that the dense combat formations arranged by the enemy sailing fleet obviously reduced the fire control requirements of its own gunners!

Of course, everyone was not worried about the opponent's counterattack fire and subsequent accuracy. After all, the three ships they operated were excellent in performance, and the artillery on the ship had a very long range, and the accuracy was far from those old smoothbore guns in the past. Even the 37mm sniper guns on the side could accurately hit targets at a distance of 1,200 meters. In terms of the artillery combat distance of these three warships, no other warship in this era could pose a threat to them!

In fact, other battle distances of up to a few hundred meters have by other warships of this era. Zhou Yu and others have a straight ballistic trajectory that uses new ** integrated charge shells, and even does not require distance measurement at all! His crew members often follow formal actions mechanically!

As the two sides get closer, perhaps the next round of artillery attacks will allow the old ladies of Fengfan to try the amazing combat power of these three pretty and spicy steamed sisters.

"The target bomb is over, change the bomb to the high explosive bomb." The call tube accurately passed the gunman's order to the ammunition depot, and was preparing for the next round of artillery attacks.

"This is 6,000 yards. Are they wasting shells?" The captain on a battleship asked his small question. Of course, this question was quickly answered after the shells fell into the sea. "I'll go." This is the common voice of all sailors on the deck of the Dutch fleet after the first round of artillery attacks.

"Don't be afraid, they only have 12 guns, and that's just shells." Although the fleet commander was surprised by the range of the Manila Navy artillery, he calmly comforted his subordinates.

Yes, that's just a shell, isn't it? Isn't the so-called shell just an iron ball? It's more likely to be a stone ball. After all, it's in Europe. The stone ball, or stone ball, is still one of the standard ammunition for siege (avoiding shells from attacking the enemy?). Of course, this sentence may be said to be until the emergence of modern artillery, and the soldiers are willing to believe it. But after 1900, no matter which commander was, he dared to use this excuse to force soldiers to charge on the battlefield. Then the bullet with his name would definitely appear in the hands of a soldier under him.

Obviously, our lovely Major General Philip was misled by the first round of shells that had just not exploded. This was his first mistake.

"Hurry up, rush up and get close to them. Maybe we can grab one, they only have three ships." This is his second mistake.

Then, with these two mistakes, the Dutch fleet rushed forward faster on the road to return. Not long after, the Dutch fleet had not advanced much distance, and the artillery on the three smoke-squirting ships began to roar again. I thought the shells that would be the same as last time flew to the Dutch fleet with surprise this time.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Two huge explosions were accompanied by the other 10 explosions mixed with the sound of water. The two ships in the fleet were unfortunately shot. One shell hit the front of the port side of the third sailboat, as if the explosion fuse was not very sensitive. The shell smashed through the bow and the connection between the second-floor gun deck and the bowsprit, and then the ** in the shell exploded. Suddenly, the bow of the ship sank into the sea, and then flames were sprayed out from the open gun window. The rapidly expanding gas accompanied by two 6-pound cannons and five gunners flew into the blue sky from the large hole produced by the explosion. The explosion flame ignited the gunpowder that fell on the deck, and then ignited the gunpowder barrel on one side.

Immediately, the second big explosion completely exploded the Garen ship, which was almost 1,000t, and turned into countless pieces of wood flying all over the sky. Along with half of the sailors on the deck and the deck, they joined the ranks of the previous five flying gunners.

The other shell happened to gather the position in front of the second stern. This time the fuse worked well, and the violent explosion brought the entire stern together with the captain and the chief mate of the ship and a mast into the sea.

In addition to these two outstanding shells, two near-lost bombs also made achievements. One explosion cracked the hull of a sailboat, and the other interrupted the rudder chain of another ship. With just one round of artillery, four formerly behemoth sailing battleships, hundreds of tons, announced the launch of battle. The warships in the era of sailing warships, under the power of the explosion of the new ammunition recently developed by the Empire, were fragile and vulnerable!

"Start up, rush up, and stir up with them! Melee! Melee we have a chance!" Commander Major General Philip was no longer surprised at this time. Now there are only few ships that bully the other party. Unfortunately, this order was his third mistake. In the remaining time, constant long-range shelling attacks came, and one or two unlucky guys were constantly hit, and the closer they got, the greater the probability of being hit.

With the fierce approach, the dense rain of bullets that the Dutch could not imagine came, and the enemy's only twelve cannons actually fired the ammunition density that seemed to be only one hundred cannons! And almost every time these shells hit, the violent high-explosion charging power was unimaginably fatal to the Dutch's battleships! Just like the most brutal storm, it vented its power towards the Dutch!

Finally, when the fleet approached the range of 16-pound naval guns, the 37mm guns on the three-ship formation also began to speak. The firepower density was several times greater in an instant, and the raindrop-like shells poured down. The mere three warships were enough to be equivalent to the artillery output of the entire Dutch fleet!

Although the enemy's trot is 37mm, it has a huge lethality. At the high rate of fire, its dense ammunition release speed is almost a shattering situation.

Finally, the Dutch fleet could no longer support it, and the tragic fate of the companions who had disintegrated the artillery one after another could destroy the courage of any of the bravest sea warriors! As a warship on the edge of the fleet formation changed direction and fled, the fleet's hearts became increasingly disintegrating!

The system of the Dutch East India Company is destined to lack coercive binding force. Most warships are nominally just cooperative employment relationships with the company. When it is smooth sailing, they can still work together. But at this time, under the unimaginable blows that followed, the Dutch's once tenacity was soon gone!

Not long after, two more battleships were sunk again, the entire fleet collapsed. The fleet formation dispersed, and the remaining more than 30 battleships fled in scattered and broke into Batavia. Even though they knew that the speed was much slower than the enemy, they could not escape. But in the current situation, it depends on who is unlucky enough to be targeted by the enemy's terrible clutch!

"Escape! Escape! You damn cowards! Oh my God! This is simply hell!" Seeing the warships around them turn one by one, Major General Philip fell into a desperate roar:

"God bless the Great Netherlands! For honor! My warriors! Fight!" He jumped madly and ordered the warship to charge towards the enemy ship! Who knew that as soon as the order was said, he was knocked unconscious by the officers next to him. The flagship also turned and joined the ranks of escape!

On the sea, heavy rain poured down, strong winds surging with huge turbulent waves. On the top of the wave were the fragmented hull fragments of nearly twenty sailing battleships floating everywhere, and the desperate shouts of a few sailors struggling to fall into the sea! In the distance, a group of stray dogs fled in panic!

On the flagship Qingdao! Zhou Yu let out a long sigh and a smile appeared on his elegant face!

"Catch up! Kill them!"

The rookies worked in unison, and the fleet began to accelerate and embarked on a journey of chasing their prey again!
Chapter completed!