Another World: Naval Storm

Chapter 159: Reckless is not Reckless

"A dog can command better than you! Piltz's dog can pee better than you can shoot!"

“You are failing Malawi’s efforts!”

The Admiral exploded in anger. In naval battles, the pre-dreadnoughts performed better than the dreadnoughts. His angry roar seemed to be able to overturn the armor on the top of the conning tower.

Piltz created this fleet and then handed it over to Admiral Lyon. He thought he had put a lot of effort into this fleet, but the current performance of the Ocean Fleet disappointed him.

"Commander, Helgoland sent an urgent message. The bow of the Titan was hit by a bullet. The bow of the target ship tilted forward and the speed slowed down. It was determined that the bow armor was penetrated by an armor-piercing bullet and a large amount of water was entering the hull!"

"Haha, the boys finally showed their due abilities!" The gloom on Admiral Leon's face dissipated a little, and he praised the officers and soldiers of the Helgoland.

Commander Tari's Nicholas and the staff officers finally breathed a sigh of relief. It is said that the army develops in ten years and the navy develops in a hundred years. The Ocean Fleet is a newly emerging navy, which was not even as good as the Yemelika Navy twenty or thirty years ago.

Although we now have a large fleet of high-quality battleships and excellent sailors, this fleet lacks time to accumulate and is insufficient in practical combat experience.

In addition to Leo's rich fleet combat experience, the Ocean Fleet's combat cruises at ordinary times cannot replace the brutal actual combat. What's more, the first battle of the Ocean Fleet's main force was the unprecedented North Sea Battle, and the opponent was the Royal Navy that dominated the ocean for a hundred years.

Fortunately, the Drake Navy is not really a weak team, and the naval officers and soldiers are not lacking in courage and skills, and they slowly regain their rhythm in the naval battle.

"The Reckless was fighting against the Fastelaren, and a bullet hit the port side, landing between the No. 1 and No. 2 chimneys of the Fastelaren!"

"Confirm again!" Everyone knew that the Drakes had improved the firing range of the midship turret. A turret was placed between the battleship's No. 1 and No. 2 chimneys, and the existence of the ammunition depot under the turret was also a major hidden danger.

In order to improve the observation view of the HMS Reckless on the watchtower, the designers of the Royal Navy moved the main mast of the Berthoven-class battleship forward to the front of the No. 1 chimney, and added a tripod main mast in front of the No. 2 chimney out of boredom. In actual use, the smoke exhaust of the No. 1 chimney affected part of the lookout's field of vision. The lackluster renovation was of little use except a waste of money.

The lookouts in the two watchtowers were holding their telescopes tightly. In their sight, the battleship Fastellaren was still maintaining a speed of about 16.5 knots. A not very thick column of smoke rose from the part that was hit. It was not clear unless you looked carefully. After a while, a ball of red fire suddenly rose from the smoke.

"There seems to be a big fire amidships of the Fastellaren, but it seems that none of their amidships turrets have been destroyed, and they are still firing!" The lookout who saw clearly reported to the command tower in frustration.

This was the third time that the Reckless had hit the Fastrallen. Three consecutive armor-piercing shells did not cause any serious damage. Lookout Mandira was wondering why this was the case. Was it because the Drakes' defensive armor was too strong, or was there something wrong with the 305mm armor-piercing shells equipped by the Royal Navy?

"There is absolutely no way that there will be any problems with the Royal Navy!" Mandira threw the criticisms against the Royal Navy out of her mind. How could there be any problems with the great Royal Navy?

The Reckless under his feet was a powerful dreadnought. When it used 305mm cannons, the Draken dreadnoughts were still using 280mm small tubes.

The full heavy gun barrel, large steam engine, and more powerful protective armor are all stronger than the first Talen class dreadnought, the Glory. The appearance of the Nassau class took away the limelight of the Royal Navy's first dreadnought, and forced the first Talen dreadnought, the Dreadnought, to be renamed the Glory, which was a humiliation for the Royal Navy.

The Royal Navy ignored the fact that the first dreadnought was built by Drake. Many naval experts admitted that the Nassau class was the real dreadnought. However, the Royal Navy was still insisting on its decision, giving the lame excuse that the 280mm gun of the Dreadnought did not meet the standards of a dreadnought.

In order to disgust the Royal Navy, the Drake Empire renamed the first Nassau-class ship to HMS Dreadnought, and the second ship to HMS Nassau, thus further deepening the feud between the two navies.

"The caliber of the Reckless's main gun is 305mm, while the caliber of the Drake's Nassau-class main gun is only 280mm. Why is it that the caliber is so much larger, but the results are so few?" Mandira could not explain. It was difficult for her to say those slanderous words, because whether it was the Drake's warships' strong protection or the Royal Navy's artillery shells had problems, it showed that the Reckless was not as powerful as the Royal Navy imagined.

The shrill whistling of the shells was amplified in Mandira's ears. He hurriedly raised the telescope and kept scanning the sea in front of him.

The violent sway of the watchtower informed him that the Reckless had been hit. The loud noise of the explosion temporarily deafened and dizzy Mandira. He fell to the ground, waving his hands and shouting, "Calvin, look where it's hurt?"

Private First Class Calvin bravely leaned forward, and the scene before him shocked him, "Mandira, the German plate below the command tower has been destroyed!"

"What? What are you talking about?" Mandira's deafness had not yet recovered, and she could not hear anything.

Calvin had no choice but to help Mandira to the edge of the watchtower and point to the bottom of the command tower for him to see for himself.

"Quick report!" The two overcame the continuous shaking of the watchtower and the poisonous smoke rising from below, and finally moved to the side of the telephone receiver.

"Cough cough... vomit... Commander's tower, the Drakes hit the No. 2 turret. The situation is very bad. The ammunition depot may have been ignited. Cough cough... vomit... There is smoke all around from the ignition of picric acid..." The two men did not find the gas masks that were supposed to be hanging in the emergency box on the wall of the watchtower. They could only report the situation in the smoke.

"Ahem... the top of No. 2 turret was pierced. The people inside should be dead. There are many corpses. Ahem... I can see the damage control team is coming..." Mandira and Calvin are worthy of their identity as Royal Navy. They are still holding their posts until the last moment.

Private First Class Calvin was lucky to survive. He was blown into the sea by the explosion. He fainted and floated on the sea surface relying on his life jacket. The destroyer Drake thought he was a dead body and salvaged him, saving his life.

But Mandira, who was loyal to his duty, had a bad fate. He was thrown off the watchtower by the last explosion and his body was destroyed in the flames.

Continuous explosions hit the brain of the captain of the Reckless, until the most violent explosion pulled his brain out of the pile of paste.