"I can never forget the scene when I first faced the German Navy anti-aircraft guns. We were the first round of attack aircraft, with 6 aircraft. We were walking through the rain of bullets. You can see the anti-aircraft guns with dense strings on the German battleships, like shark teeth. They were firing wildly, and the three battleships opened fire from our front and both sides at the same time, forming a dense cross-fire. After the shell exploded, they would produce gray-black explosion points, and dozens of meters around the explosion points would be filled with shrapnel. Like blooming flowers of death, we were flying in the cracks of shrapnel, and two colleagues were killed 2,000 meters away from the other side."

"The final 2,000 meters is the most dangerous, and the German firepower has increased several times! Smaller-caliber anti-aircraft artillery fired, and orange-red bullets filled our vision. The bullets roared past us and hit the plane from time to time. I saw with my own eyes that the landlines of our two colleagues were like cattle and sheep thrown into the piranha pool, and were hit by dense bullets, and then torn into pieces in the blink of an eye. In the end, we only successfully flew over the target and dropped the bomb. This bomb was a near-missile bomb and did not cause much damage."

"After throwing the bomb, I began to evacuate quickly. Suddenly, my plane shook violently. Then I turned my head to observe the back of the plane. I saw a scene that made me feel cold until now. The tail of the plane was knocked out. The bomb dropper in the back seat was made into a honeycomb, and he lay in the cockpit covered in blood. Half of his body was gone. The plane began to fall. Fortunately, I finally successfully landed successfully and survived fortunately, and all my colleagues were killed in this battle." A British pilot recalled the scene at that time.

"Seagull Team is finished!" When the first wave of attacks was easily resolved, Major Short knew that he could not wait any longer. The attack was a death sentence. So he decisively put all the remaining 14 aircraft into battle. Eight bombers and six torpedoes attacked at the same time. The bombers began to perform downward bombing from a height of 500 meters, and the torpedo aircraft were divided into two groups to launch attacks from the sea surface at a height of 50 meters in two directions, preparing to rush!

However, this time, the British still had some tricks. If they attacked from different heights and directions, they could effectively disperse the firepower of the defenders. The cannons that were originally firing fiercely at one height and one direction were dispersed to several directions and altitudes, and the fire density instantly dropped by several levels. In this wave of attacks, the British attacks still had some effect.

Two of the second batch of four bombers finally flew over the United Power. As the bombs on the pylon roar roared down, a bomb successfully hit the A-turret of the United Power. The violent explosion shattered the two machine gun groups above and the rangefinder on the turret, and there was also a problem with the hydraulic equipment of the cannon on one side.

In the second round of attack, a bomb fell on the left deck. Along with a fire rising from the sky, it blew up a large piece of the originally dense artillery array. Groups of soldiers fell into pools of blood, and the originally majestic anti-aircraft guns also turned into piles of twisted scrap iron under the attack of the bomb. The 500-pound high-explosive bombs should not be underestimated. The power of the explosives up to nearly 100 kilograms is still amazing, and they cleaned up all the personnel and artillery within 30 meters in diameter! This strike provided an opportunity for the British torpedo aircraft that entered later!

"Stay! Don't worry about the opponent's anti-aircraft guns." Major Short said loudly, controlling the torpedo plane to draw an elegant arc in the air. Countless shells chased the plane's tracks, and dense bullets hit the sea around the plane and splashed water columns. However, Major Short still controlled the plane steadily. The originally bulky cuckoo torpedo plane was like a light seagull in his hand. One of the two wingmen next to it had been destroyed, the other gave up the attack. Now only he and another three-plane team still had attack power!

"Boom!" Not far away, an explosion made him feel his heart tremble when he was originally focused. He subconsciously looked into the distance. A British cuckoo torpedo aircraft was hit by too many machine gun bullets and eventually failed to complete the last journey. He plunged into the sea less than 700 meters away from the United Power. The other two aircraft were in a very bad condition. One of the fuselages was covered with bullet holes, and the other was knocked out half of the wings!

"Fight!" Looking at the huge warship in the distance, Major Short bravely rushed over, allowing dense bullets to hit his body and knocked the radio in the back seat into a sieve. He only hoped that he could successfully shoot the torpedo on the last section of the road, and then left a deep crack on the giant beast opposite!

Three torpedoes broke out of the fuselage almost at the same time. After the torpedo weighing 400kg was entered into the water, the exhaust gas discharged after oxygen and fuel entered the combustion chamber formed white marks at the back of the torpedo. The British's dedication was fully revealed at this moment. Their closest was even close to less than 500 meters away from the United Power. As the torpedo was shot out, one of the aircraft simply fell into the sea. The previous penetration had already caused it to be hit too hard. Major Schaut's plane could not escape this disaster. When he pulled the plane to prepare to evacuate, a series of 20mm machine gun shells penetrated the fuselage on the side of the cockpit and directly cut him into two sections. The last torpedo after the successful thunderbolt was caught up by an American fighter when the evacuation was carried out and then smashed into pieces.

Boom! A torpedo hit the middle of the hull of the United Power, and a water column of more than 30 meters soared into the air. Earl Spey could feel his warship shaking, and then when the splash had not completely fallen, the warship returned to normal.

"The two cabins on the side chord were damaged, with 300 tons of water inlet. Now the maintenance operation has begun, and there is no big problem." After a moment, the personnel responsible for the damage management reported the situation of the war damage.

"Is this attack over? The British air strike didn't look very good. Or is the aircraft carrier just an auxiliary force after all?" Half an hour later, no British aircraft could be seen in the sky, most of which were destroyed, and a small part retreated. The sunset was setting, and the red sunset dyed the entire sea red. Today's battle was over, and everyone could relax for a while, whether it was British or German.

"This time we are just a little lucky. The cruel war has just begun. But we have a good start." The Count said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!