Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

Expand the list of ships and check the situation of the only two "friends", not only their specific ship parameters, but also such illusory things as "favorability".

"Prince Eugen... Favorability is 53."

It seems that the difference is not big, but there is a "friendly" sign in Russian behind the Z-23 icon, and Prince Eugen is still "strange".

"It's been hell."

For the first time he used a less Soviet word.

"Sorry, Commander, I didn't do it on purpose!!" Z-23, who thought he had played too much with a cannon and caused trouble, straightened his body towards the Kremlin, and hurriedly apologized.

"Oh, I'm not scolding you, Captain."

The strong man waved his hand: "Move the turret back to its original position, we may be approaching the enemy soon."

In the distant horizon, the reconnaissance plane has returned——

But this time, it unabashedly appeared in the north of the Kremlin, and kept approaching until the shadow of the machine was extremely slender under the sun.

"...enable camouflage."

Kremlin took a sharp breath—the smell of iron in his nose hadn't dissipated, just to cheer for the battle that might break out next.

Following his orders, the gray waterproof coating on the outside of the hull seemed to begin to restructure—it became closer to the color of the sea in the setting sun.

In just an instant, the huge shadow of the ship disappeared from under the eyes of the siren reconnaissance plane.

The plane that lost its observation target suddenly lost its direction and began to circle in place.

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Chapter 07 Pumping Soviet goods with great energy

The reconnaissance plane returned without success, and the Kremlin, who was always paying attention to the radar, was unable to catch the green dot of the aircraft on the instrument from beginning to end, which made him a little uneasy——

"Why can't the cutting-edge radar illuminate the enemy plane?"

He pressed the knuckles of his index finger against his chin, turned around and asked Z-23:

"Is there any special camouflage on that plane?"

"That's right—it's not the same as your optical camouflage, Commander. The siren's paint is designed to counter radar lock-on, so it's difficult for the missile with the highest damage efficiency of modern human weapons to hit them."

Z-23 nodded and said: "The ship is different from modern ships. We can lock the siren with ship-mounted weapons and calculate the trajectory. Although the hit rate may not be as accurate as the missile, we can still quickly destroy the siren." The armor coating... The conventional ships have been completely replaced by ship mothers."

"So that's the case... The ship shadow confirmed."

As an unnatural light source appeared on the sea surface, Kremlin spoke again after thinking it through.

His calm voice is still very penetrating in the semi-enclosed space:

"Enemy siren reconnaissance fleet... four destroyers, one light cruiser, one heavy cruiser—the one is not bad as you said—"

"We have been fighting at sea for many years, and we are considered old opponents. We rarely make mistakes in judgment." Eugen said in a clear tone.

"Commander, the heavy cruisers and light cruisers leading the team are all elites, and they have been specialized as flagships. According to the hull pattern and light color, the initial estimate is around 102-105."

The Z-23 connected to the optical rangefinder quickly assumed the role, meticulously carried out the work of the observer, and quickly fed back the details of the battlefield that he could capture to the Kremlin.

"102 to 105? It's really a desperate level gap."

Eugen slightly twisted the highlights on his right hair curtain, and glanced at the straight Z-23 standing next to him with calm eyes: "Under normal circumstances, what we should consider is how to retreat, rather than go up and exchange fire with the opponent. .”

"That's normal."

Kremlin pursed his lips for a moment, then slowly turned his head: "I was able to effectively penetrate the main armor of the previous heavy cruiser, and according to the analysis, even if they all entered the range in a T-superior formation, the 457 could also crush them. bow."

With those strange entries filling the combat panel, he knew the real level of Z-23 and Eugene, which was indeed vulnerable compared to the Siren, but he still had a wait-and-see attitude to the significance of this "level". After all, naval battles Among them, regardless of the carrier-based aircraft, the thicker the tube, the farther the range, the more right to speak is an unchanging truth.

It's not that he wasn't cautious enough, the bloodstains left on the sea soul shirt just now reminded him of the difference between the two combat systems, but he must maintain the confidence and calmness that a Soviet battleship should have - believe that no matter where he is , can shine brilliantly in the face of any enemy.

"Indiscriminately attack all human creations and the fleet of the ship's mother. As a potential threat to the alliance, at least the attack will not make me feel psychologically burdened, and it will be easy to explain when I go back to my country."

He muttered silently in his heart, and climbed onto the steering wheel with both hands: "Left to the second, two to the third!"

While slowing down, the hull turned to the port side, and the muzzle hit the bright light between the sea and the sky. There seemed to be a majestic force brewing in the dark tube.

Standard T-head posture.

In order not to deviate too much from the planned route, it is also necessary to properly slow down and record the driving distance.

"The limit range of the elite siren heavy cruiser is about 16 kilometers. Generally, this data will fluctuate according to the level, and it will be capped at 17.6 kilometers."

Eugen stood on Kremlin's right hand side, not disturbing his steering, but also not blurring her voice because she was too far away:

"If you want to maintain the range advantage, try not to enter the 17.6-kilometer radius of the heavy patrol, and you have to pay attention to the separation distance."

"learn."

This bitch is also serious about giving advice.

Kremlin changed his opinion of Eugen a little bit——

"Speed... 30 knots to 32 knots, not the maximum combat speed..." Z-23 estimated.

Although the fire control radar irradiated the enemy ship and only got some inaccurate data, which made the Kremlin uncomfortable as if it was covered with a layer of jammed paper, but the Siren's hull, which was not painted with optical camouflage at all, was so clear under the observation of the lens. He felt unreal - it was as if a group of thieves were taunting and swearing past him while using their stealth skills, the scene was very funny.

"How did you design such a wonderful ship?"

He began to calibrate, and made a certain degree of anticipation—the trajectories of those ships were very rigid, like unmanned ships relying on the onboard computer to operate autonomously, and the honesty made him feel uncomfortable.

"...According to the agreement, I will go to the deck to stand by. If you need to inform me of anything, you can use the ship's radio to speak."

Seeing that the Kremlin had entered a combat state, Eugen turned and left without delay.

According to the previous division of labor arrangement, she must be stationed on the deck as an insurance, or in other words, as a fisherman.

"Come on—Miss Eugen."

Z-23 temporarily canceled the viewing angle, and Eugen exchanged a glance, thinking from the bottom of his heart.

"Let the commander see the glory of Iron Blood—!"

"Kudang—"

The sound of reloading piercing bombs sounded from under their feet, which revived both Z-23 and the Kremlin.

This pleasant sound is really never tired of hearing.

While sighing, the strong man shouted to Eugen, who was about to step out of the command tower: "Be careful not to be hit by the muzzle impact into the sea!"

"..."

The exhortation did not get an answer from Prince Eugen, probably she was too lazy to respond to such words of taking care of the "baby".

"A little further on, you bastards ебан`утый (fools)—"

Cursing at an angle that the Z-23 could not see, the Kremlin began to share sights with the Z-23, arbitrarily arranging and insulting the enemy ship, and urging it to enter an effective strike range of 20 kilometers.

Fire control radars occasionally go out of business, but rods and heads never do—qualified Soviet sailors are supposed to be able to conduct bombardment missions in any adverse conditions.

"Entering effective range—"

boom! ! ! ! "

Z-23 reminded, but before she finished speaking, the roar of artillery fire made her back stabbed.

Eugen, who had already reached the deck, was being blown up by the flame wind from the muzzle. Although she didn't share the feeling with Kremlin, she still had the illusion that she would definitely win this round——she couldn't help but slightly opened her beautiful eyes.

It's a pity that the shell quickly flew out of her observation range.

"I already know."

And Kremlin, who finished firing the cannon, didn't seem to scare the consciousness of his observer at all, and immediately loaded the next round——

With a loading time of 28 seconds, the fully automatic high-speed loading machine gives him the privilege to fire at will.

The mental energy amplified by Zello provides the tracking field of view of the shell, which can help the core of the battleship to better calibrate, and the Z-23's mouth, which is the first time to experience the perspective of following the shell, can hardly close, and was deeply shocked. .

She seemed to be transformed into a meteor flying out of the gun barrel, drawing a straight and fast trajectory, and plunged into the superstructure of the flagship heavy cruiser 20 kilometers away.

"Bah!!!!"

The hallucination-like sound of metal rubbing passed by the ear, and the shell easily broke through the thin and fragile bridge partition of the siren, knocking out dense golden light chips, and because the fuze was too late to trigger, it immediately passed through the partition at the other end, Falling into the sea, a white water column was stirred up.

"Hit the bridge!" shouted Z-23.

"It's just a slip-up—tsk."

Although Kremlin was very dissatisfied with the results of the first round of shelling—only one of the nine shells hit and still passed through, but Z-23 was completely stunned, and she realized again that Kremlin had no need to brag, because he really They can hit enemy ships at a distance of 20 kilometers at will-it's as simple as hitting a ten-meter fixed target with a pistol.

After returning to the normal field of view of the optical sight, Z-23 also noticed that the siren operating the puppet hull on the top of the heavy cruiser was full of doubts and surprises, and suddenly felt a little pity for the enemy.

This group of guys chased the Kremlin to the nearby waters, but lost the Kremlin's shadow at the critical time of engagement—they could only be passively beaten.

"Need a burst calibration?"

"No, the projectiles they are giving now have a large surface area. At this time, the accuracy of the salvo may be slightly worse, but it will make it more difficult for them to locate us." Kremlin judged——

Since the source of the bombardment could not be immediately determined, that is, the specific location of the enemy ships, the Siren scouting fleet dispersed slightly, and one of the four destroyers was placed in the cruiser formation, while the remaining three lined up and continued to advance in multiple columns. Want to determine the position of the enemy battle line from multiple angles through multiple observation units.

"Bam—"

Contrary to Siren's imagination, after 28 seconds, the opponent barely made any calculations, and the second round of shelling came roaring.

Not even a "theoretical" hit like a straddle shot. The direct hit on the heavy cruiser bridge gave the Kremlin a clearer understanding of the Siren's speed, rudder effect, and radius of gyration, so without hesitation, the second round The shelling was fired at the moment when the Z-23 had not had time to report the enemy's formation change.

"squeak!!!"

Even though the nine shells spread over a wide area, and the impact points seemed to draw an ellipse to cover the target, falling everywhere, there was still an explosive shell from the rear turret that smashed into the Siren Heavy Cruiser. On the bow, there was a harsh metal friction sound in the surrounding sea area.

A large puff of thick smoke and reflective black metal debris exploded from the bow of the heavy cruiser. Its thick bow was completely unable to withstand the heavy blow of the piercing bomb. With a sudden pause, the entire hull seemed to be hit. With a slap in the face, the forward momentum was forcibly interrupted.

The waterline near the bow instantly rose, and then, the impact from the inside out blasted the entire bow of the ship, and the broken metal shell mixed with the evaporated seawater rushed into the sky and fell down in a big way.

"Hit the bow!"

Z-23 trembled with excitement.

This was an unprecedented feeling. Although she was not the one who fired the gun, it was like standing in the "VIP auditorium" close to the bullet point, which made her quite happy.

Her little face was red, and her expression of looking at Kremlin became a little fanatical.

"...You really can do it—"