Calhoun kept his eyes on the periscope and said comfortingly:

"Don't worry! No, we were silent the whole time, the enemy could never find us, this must be a coincidence. We just need to wait for the signal from our comrades on the Harry, and then we will launch an attack and directly eliminate all these watchdogs. The rest are all cakes on our plates, and we can eat them however we want."

The crew members behind him could only pray silently to their God in their hearts. After all, the enemy ships above were approaching them step by step. The depressing atmosphere was as if the air inside the submarine had become sticky, making it difficult to breathe.

At this time on the Harry, Duarte seemed to inadvertently say to the blond middle-aged man leading the way:

"Why are the people on your ship hiding on guard duty just because of a little rain?"

The blond middle-aged man's face changed drastically when he heard this. After all, it was obviously abnormal for such a large warship to be alone with his people. It seemed that he had been discovered.

Just as he turned around to take action, gunshots rang out behind him. Then, firecracker-like gunshots rang out from the front and back of the Harry.

Both sides were in a state of high tension, ready to fight at any time. When the gunshots rang out, the people on the Harry who came to greet them also raised their guns. However, they were surprised to find that the people on the House reacted faster.

Before Duarte finished speaking, everyone drew their pistols and shot at the enemies around them while looking for cover. Their reaction speed was obviously faster than that of the ambushers.

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Moreover, these people are obviously more familiar with the terrain than himself, which is normal. After all, the layout of their own warships is exactly the same as this warship.

Several people who were hiding behind them raised their guns and shot, but were knocked down by the gunfire behind them.

What made the German soldiers on the Harry even more desperate was that the people waiting in front of them were killed by a black shadow that appeared from nowhere in front of the warship as soon as they rushed out of the cabin.

The exchange of fire did not last more than five minutes before it stopped. The task force on the House paid the price of four wounded and two killed, and regained control of the Harry in the hands of the Allies.

It turned out that when the transport boat passed the bow, a team of soldiers who had been sneaking by the side of the transport boat broke away from the transport boat, climbed up to the bow of the Harry through the anchor chain at the bow, and searched all the way to the stern.

When Duarte and others left the stern, calling for coffee, another team quietly climbed up to the stern through the net rope and secretly followed them.

This is a very typical ship-seizing tactic of a small-scale special forces unit. No need to look, this is the ship-seizing plan that Fang Lang developed based on the special forces tactics he learned from later movies.

Judging from the results, the tactical goal was achieved. However, the price paid in casualties definitely exceeded Fang Lang's expectations.

However, this battle can be said to be a classic Marine Corps tactic that can be recorded in history, and it has accumulated rare practical experience for Fang Lang to train the Marine Corps and special forces in the future.

The speed at which the popping gunshots came was much slower than the speed at which the gunfire spread. In addition, the House was nine nautical miles away from the Harry at that time. In addition to the sound of the House ship itself, no one could hear the gunshots on the Harry at the first sight.

Fortunately, the lookout on the House saw the gunfire on the Harry through the telescope and immediately notified Fang Lang of the exchange of fire on the Harry.

When Fang Lang saw Harry taking action, he gave the order without hesitation:

"All artillery, aim at the designated targets and fire!"

The artillery that received the order no longer hesitated and began to rotate the turrets directly, aiming all the artillery at the position of the enemy ship sent by the combat situation center.

This sudden change naturally could not be hidden from Calhoun, who had been watching the House through the periscope. Although the night was dark, with the help of the moonlight penetrating the rainy night, Calhoun could clearly see the metallic luster reflected by the rotating guns on the House.

Calhoun, who was terrified, suddenly broke the silence of the U-boat and exclaimed:

"Retract the periscope, angle 20, dive rapidly, direction 302, two cars move 10 meters."

The submarine, which was already on edge, immediately became a mess, and everyone immediately began to follow the instructions. Before anyone could ask questions, the sound of shells hitting the water could be heard.

The sonar operator on the House also responded immediately:

"Sir, bearing 122, distance seven chains, sound of enemy submarine diving."

After receiving the report from the sonar soldier, Fang Lang said without hesitation:

"All artillery adjusted their angles, bearing 122, distance seven chains. Fire coverage."

After giving the order, Fang Lang stuck his head out again and looked at the water splashed by shells on the nearby sea surface. There was no sound of the submarine exploding or sinking.

Fang Lang ordered again:

"Right torpedo tube, depth 50, bearing 122, two torpedoes, fire."

"Yes, sir. Bearing 122, depth 50. Two torpedoes, fire!"

Then two MK15 thermal-powered torpedoes were seen launching from the ship's torpedo tubes into the sea. Unfortunately, due to the close distance, the torpedoes did not reach the designated depth immediately, allowing Calhoun to escape.

"Sir, bearing 122, distance six chains, hydroacoustic effect is getting stronger, the sound of enemy ship's propellers is obvious, they are turning, they want to get under our ship."

Hearing the sonar operator's report, Fang Lang smiled. He was just wondering why the enemy submarine didn't fire torpedoes at him immediately! It turned out that the angle was wrong!

However, now that the two sides are so close, it's too late for you to turn the angle and fire the torpedo at yourself! Are you planning to pass under me and fire the torpedo at me with the stern of the boat?

You are dreaming! The submarine is going under the destroyer. Isn't this like lighting a light in the toilet? It's like looking for death! Thinking of this, Fang Lang gave the order without hesitation:

"Left and right depth charges, ten each, standard depth, sink him for me."

"Yes, sir. Standard depth. Ten depth charges to each side. Release."

Then there was the sound of depth charges entering the water. Looking at the very regular sound of depth charges entering the water on both sides, Fang Lang couldn't help but think secretly, "Alas! I'm used to living a hard life! Even the depth charges are so stingy. When can I be as generous as Reinhardt?"

I don't know what happened to Reinhardt now. If he's dead, that's fine. But if he's still alive, I know I saved him. I wonder if he'll jump into the sea out of anger!

It would be fun if he really jumped into the sea. It would be even more fun if he could have a camera to record it and watch it often in the future. Although he was on the battlefield, Fang Lang actually deserted.

It seemed that two submarines had been sunk, and the people were a little floating and lost their direction. Fortunately, it wasn't long before a loud noise was heard from the bottom of the sea, which was obviously louder than the sound of the depth charge.

Everyone knew what was going on without Fang Lang saying anything. For a moment, all the firepower seemed to be paused and fell into an eerie silence. The ship's searchlights kept searching on both sides of the sea.

Before anyone noticed the oil on the water, the sonar reported again:

"Sir, there is the sound of a submarine sinking underwater."

Fang Lang did not rush to draw conclusions, but continued to wait for the observation post on the sea to confirm the results of the battle. He turned to the sonar soldier and said:

"Did you hear anything else unusual during the whole process, except for this submarine?"

"Reporting to the commander, no abnormalities were found."

"Then after we're done, you focus on monitoring the rear of the Harry and see if you can find this bastard."

"Yes, sir."

"Sir, there is oil stain on the right side." The lookout reported loudly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the searchlight and saw a large patch of oil and debris floating on the water not far away.

Everyone looked at Fang Lang, waiting for his final decision. Facing everyone's eager gazes, Fang Lang walked to the ship's communicator and said:

"Congratulations to us for completing the triple kill. This is the result of our joint efforts. Brothers, well done."

As Fang Lang finished speaking, thunderous cheers rang out across the ship. At first, it was a bit noisy, but slowly, it started to rise. Fang Lang heard that everyone was cheering in unison:

"Long live the captain! Long live the boss!"

Hearing everyone's laughter, Fang Lang smiled reservedly and said to the driver:

"Bearing 253, left rudder ten, we continue to circle the Harry."

Following Fang Lang's order, the cheers gradually died down, and everyone began to return to their posts. However, from everyone's excited expressions, it could be seen that the emotions were obviously not going to subside that quickly.