What is war?
War is about winning by all means!
In order to win the war, any means can be used!
For this reason, disguise is acceptable. On the battlefield, soldiers will sometimes wear the enemy's uniforms to perform their tasks as needed. Of course, if they are captured, they will be executed as spies.
Now, in order to ensure the success of the plan, the aircraft of the 23rd Wing that served as the vanguard attack were painted with a new camouflage - some of them were painted with British blue, white and red circular markings, and some were painted with large American white stars.
"Sir, it's our plane. It may have taken off from the USS Ramly..."
On the battlefield, a moment's hesitation can be fatal.
In this way, twelve sea hollies painted with large white stars almost swaggered through the outer cordon of the fleet. When passing over the destroyers, Xu Jingren even lowered the altitude in a somewhat ostentatious manner. When the planes flew over with strong airflows and the sailors cursed because their hats were blown off, Xu Jingren and their comrades had already entered the inner layer of the Combined Fleet. In front of them was the enemy's battleship fleet. They were like beautiful women taking off their clothes, waiting naked for their attack.
"Montana!"
The warship in front looks very similar to a dreadnought-class battleship. In fact, the first generation of dreadnought-class battleships of Britain and the United States were more or less borrowed from the Empire's dreadnought battleship. After all, the dreadnought opened up an era and made the warships of various countries look a bit similar.
The same four twin twelve-inch turrets, what is the biggest difference?
It has three chimneys!
As he got closer and closer to the American warships, Xu Jingren found that his heart seemed to be trembling, because... until now, the enemy still had not discovered his existence.
Or rather, in the eyes of the enemy, they were... American planes.
However, even the most perfect disguise can be exposed. When Xu Jingren and his men were still one nautical mile away from the Montana, a sharp-eyed American officer observed with a telescope in some confusion, and then muttered to himself.
"Why did they bring torpedoes?"
"What?"
"I mean, how come these planes have torpedoes? I remember they didn't have any torpedoes when they took off..."
"Son of a bitch, this is not our plane... Alarm, alarm"
Just as another officer was shouting as if waking up from a dream, the twelve planes suddenly dispersed and flew towards the nearest target.
"Montana, Montana..."
When Xu Jingren was flying the plane only five or six hundred meters away from the "Montana", suddenly, flames burst out from every anti-aircraft gun on the ship.
"They are the damn Ming devils!"
The sailors operating the anti-aircraft guns on the ship shouted loudly. They were firing at an almost horizontal angle. While firing, they constantly adjusted the firing range to sweep the Imperial plane that was coming almost straight at them.
"Right now..."
When the distance was 300 meters, Xu Jingren pulled the torpedo launch rod, and the torpedo under the belly of the plane was thrown down fiercely. After the torpedo entered the sea, it immediately rushed towards the "Montana".
At this time, torpedoes were thrown into the sea one by one. Four torpedoes formed a perfect fan on the sea and rushed towards the "Montana", although it kept using emergency maneuvers to try to avoid the torpedoes.
But after dodging two torpedoes, the bow of the ship was still hit by a torpedo!
Accompanied by a loud explosion, a sudden sea and air battle broke out again. Just when everyone was attracted by these twelve planes that took advantage of the chaos, the outer alert ships did not even notice that a group of planes were swooping in from another direction. While the attention of the combined fleet was drawn, they plunged into the sailing column of the combined fleet.
"The plane is from the Empire..."
Amid the people's shouting, Mahan looked at the planes in the sky and asked loudly.
"Where's our plane?"
"Takeoff..."
As the words fell, an unidentified plane was shot down. Those planes that had completed dropping bombs immediately transformed themselves into fighter jets and started fighting with the planes in the air.
In fact, if the Montana was just like the Dauntless, then there was almost no difference between the Holly and the aircraft of the United Kingdom and the United States, because they were all imitated based on the Holly.
This is also the reason why they were able to sneak in.
In fact, there are differences. For example, from a tactical point of view, the Imperial pilots prefer to occupy a high altitude and dive to attack, while the British and American pilots prefer to fight.
But at the moment, this is not important. What is important is that the swarming sea hollies launched continuous torpedo attacks on the sailing fleet.
In order to avoid being attacked by torpedoes, the warships of the British and American combined fleets turned sharply and stopped suddenly from time to time. The planes that broke through the defense circle in the air flew very low. One after another, they dived. The battlefield was rumbling with the sound of artillery, and anti-aircraft weapons were whirring and firing. The smoke from the anti-aircraft guns almost completely submerged the warships in the smoke.
Mahan, standing on the bridge, saw two huge white water columns rising from the Glory. After seeing that the temporary flagship of the British army was severely damaged, Mahan quickly ordered to inquire about their losses. He almost didn't need the other party to answer, he knew the answer - the Glory had repeated the mistakes of the Canopus - and began to swing to one side and sway. Its starboard shaft was blown up and the rudder may have failed.
In an air raid, this means destruction!
"Sir, we have avoided six torpedoes so far," an officer reported to Admiral Mahan, and then added.
"Thank God."
"Now God can't save us, only we can save ourselves..."
As the words fell, someone suddenly shouted excitedly.
"Oh my God, the New Mexico was hit, one, not two torpedoes..."
As people were screaming in terror, the Royal Navy's Prince George was hit and planes were constantly shot down. However, as warships were hit by torpedoes one after another, Mahan's ominous feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.
From torpedo boats to today's attack aircraft, can the Combined Fleet still hold out in the face of such attacks?
What kind of weapons will the Imperial Navy come up with next?
Is it a submarine? Or a main fleet?
If they send in another batch of planes to launch a second wave of attack, it would be a disaster...
At this moment, Ma Han felt cold sweat on his forehead and even on his back. At this moment, he heard someone shouting loudly in the bridge.
"Sir, a group of aircraft has been spotted at 2 o'clock northwest..."
Damn it, here it comes again!
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