Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1125: Escape!
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Four rounds and four shots, Zhou Qingfeng immediately turned around and slipped. He was just a yacht with a thin skin and big stuff, and it was too much to carry the warship. Now that the enemy's last landing ship was smoked by him, that's enough!
"Full speed, north!" Zhou Qingfeng is here to pull hatred, and now the task is completed immediately. When he discovered the ‘Princess Star’ before, he had asked Katrina to bring a ship to support it—yes, the support force was the three 037 ‘Yellowwater Battleships’ arriving with the ‘Bird of Paradise’.
If you fight head to head, Zhou Qingfeng is very worried about the enemy ’s ‘chasing wind’ class frigate. Even if no missiles are used, the fully automatic 76mm Otto main gun on the ship ’s head is also extremely powerful, and it can easily roast all the cards in the hand of Zhou Qingfeng.
In order to create opportunities, Zhou Qingfeng spares no effort to attract the attention of the enemy. The ‘chasing wind’ class that directly hits the front is looking for abuse, but it is still possible to bully and bully the landing ship behind.
The result was perfect. The Zhou Qingfeng's yacht was flexible and maneuverable. After launching the missile, it turned around and ran. Captain Smith, who was still south, learned that his younger brother was actually bombed and died, and he stunned on the spot a few seconds later!
It's a real shame to beating the geese all day long, but the geese pecked their eyes!
"This bastard, I'm not going to provoke him, he actually came to beat me!" Captain Smith didn't get angry. Since he could not see the rear view on the bridge, he even ran to the deck of the ship to confirm the situation.
In binoculars, the last landing ship that was landing was smoking, and the hull was damaged in many places. The officer on board reported that the stern drive shaft appeared to be broken, the speed of the ship dropped sharply, and rescue was urgently needed.
"Damn it!"
What a glorious achievement the soldiers carrying on the landing ship were to carry out the mission to land in Luanda—the result was halfway mixed by a yacht!
Captain Smith is furious when faced with this kind of thing. Even more annoyed was that Radar told him that this small yacht had soared to 33 knots and was fleeing north.
This **** wants to run when he hits, it's a rascal!
Going back to the bridge, Captain Smith immediately ordered to switch the bow, and he vowed to kill this brave and provocative attack boat. However, waiting for the ‘chasing wind’ class to be turned around, the full-height escape yacht has been pulled away from it to a distance of seven or eight kilometers.
Know that the maximum range of the Otto gun is 20 kilometers, and the effective range is 9 kilometers. However, it is very difficult to shoot accurately in high-speed navigation of more than 30 knots.
"Catch up and kill him." Captain Smith gritted his teeth with hatred. The "Chasing the Wind" class can run at a maximum speed of thirty-five knots, and the two **** boats under his hand can even out the speed of thirty-eight knots. Luanda won't run, he doesn't mind spending some time killing those who provoke him.
For a while, the water splashed on the sea, the engine roared, and the chase of life and death was immediately staged. Zhou Qingfeng is now at the helm personally, first running away in a straight line to pull away the distance, and then evading towards the sea. And when he fled desperately, dense shells poured like rain of steel on top of his head.
Several rounds of near-missing bombs blasted the sea and the waves rolled. Seawater is incompressible, and explosions in the water will cause violent shocks. The hull of the yacht will creak and crack in the continuous impact.
The small yacht is like walking through the stormy waves, the rising sea is constantly cleaning the deck, and the cracked hull is even leaking, as if it is about to overturn at any time. And what can play a role at this moment is Zhou Qingfeng's new talent from 'Winter Frost'-'Battle Intuition'.
The ‘Otto’ naval gun has a rate of fire of 120 rounds per minute. Obviously, the quality of the naval personnel collected by Bann is not bad. They can operate this powerful weapon under the guidance of the fire control radar.
However, whenever the fire control radar locks its target, the 76mm muzzle begins to eject projectiles, and the Zhou Qingfeng turns the rudder like a god.
It takes at least five or six seconds for the cannonball to fly over a distance of seven or eight kilometers. When the cannonball falls, the high-speed yacht has long deviated from the position of thirty or forty meters.
The shells exploded behind the yacht, but they could n’t hit, but they could n’t even destroy the yacht. After dozens of consecutive rapid-fire shelling, this strange situation made Captain Smith both angry and angry. He seriously doubted that the lack of training of his men operating the guns resulted in such a poor hit rate.
"Can you use some brains to fire the guns? It is a waste of shells to play for a long time now." Captain Smith reprimanded the officer of the guns and guns with a black face.
The officer who can command the main gun is also black-faced. The ‘Otto’ naval gun is very good. It has a fast rate of fire and high precision. He said innocently: "Captain, at present, the fire control radar is in full automatic control of the gun firing, and we have not intervened after selecting the target."
"This **** radar." Captain Smith turned to curse the radar and ordered: "Try to switch to manual operation."
"The hit rate of manual operation is worse, maybe we should get closer." Gun officers don't think Captain Smith has a good idea.
"Okay, let's speed up. At the same time, don't stop the artillery." Captain Smith can only suppress his anger and scolded fiercely: "Every yacht has to fight for a long time, which is a shame."
The "Follow the Wind" class flagship fired while running, and the two **** boats that followed it were faster, this time rushing to the forefront. The small caliber machine guns equipped on the **** boats can't hit seven or eight kilometers, but their high speed is also a huge threat.
The rumbling chase is in progress, but the ‘evil dog Danny’ who just lay down on the ‘Princess Starlight’ was awakened by the radio call. He was so injured that he had to endure the pain and get up to answer.
"Hello, this is Danny."
"I ’m Eric, the combat advisor to the South Fleet. You just said that there was a camouflage assault boat trying to sneak into Soyo. Um ..., your reminder is very good, we have met it and are at war. I Now I want to know more details. "
"What?" Listening to Eric's serious inquiry on the radio, the other side of the "evil dog Danny" froze-what pretend to attack the boat? That's just my silly, I hope you will avenge me!
"You guys were attacked?" "Dangerous dog Danny" asked back, "Are you sure that a hundred-ton white yacht attacked your 1,000-ton warship?"
Even if he is a villain, he now feels that his imagination is not enough. At his reminder, a small yacht attacked a fleet. Now the combat advisor of the fleet has come to ask about the details of the yacht-does the yacht cause a lot of trouble to the fleet?
Although not very reluctantly, Eric still has to admit that he does have some trouble. "We now want to know how you judged that the yacht was a disguised attack boat?"
'Dick Dog' really had a dog in his heart. Why did he expect that he was talking nonsense. But now asked by Eric, he can only say a bit about his experience on the 'Princess Starlight'.
When it comes to 'a guy wearing a strange helmet and an iron skeleton and two powerful twin maids', he once saw Zhou Qingfeng's Eric close-up and exclaimed immediately: "It's Victor Hugo, it's him ! "
"What are you talking about?" ‘Vicious Dog Danny’ did n’t understand.
"It's the head of Aurora Legion, we caught a big fish." Eric was excited.
"You mean I met the commander of the Aurora Legion, and it was his personal maid who beat me?" The wicked dog Danny suddenly felt cold and sweating tightly. He felt that he was completely passing by.