Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat

  Chapter 64 Naval Battle III

  At this time on the destroyer House, Fang Lang was constantly calculating the distance between the submarine and the Harry. He didn't understand why the German submarine didn't turn around! Instead, they headed straight for the Harry.

   Is this the legendary two-way love? After all, he didn't know that the two depth charges he had just damaged had damaged the submarine, and now the U441 was leaking water, and its speed dropped drastically.

   Fang Lang, who turned to circle around, watched helplessly as the sailors on the Harry were preparing depth charges in a panic.

  Harry's captain's room, seeing Fang Lang on his port side, approaching the direction of the fleet and turning around, Reinhardt smiled triumphantly, so what if you found the enemy ship! In the end, it's not about picking peaches by yourself.

   "Sir, bearing 270, two nautical miles away, the enemy seems to have stopped."

   The report of the sonar soldiers made Reinhardt stunned. What's going on, didn't we agree to go in both directions! Why don't you go half way! It seems that you don't really love me! But if you don’t love me, it’s okay, it’s fine if I love you.

   "Pay attention to the movement of the enemy ship at any time, and be careful that he suddenly turns and flees. After entering the attack range, attack freely!"

   "Understood, attack freely after entering the attack range."

   At this time, on the German submarine U441, kept in the submarine at a depth of 150 meters, a report from the chief officer came:

   "Sir, bearing 090, two nautical miles away."

   As the captain of an excellent German U-boat, Schreider has already changed his attack thinking. Since there is no need to die together, what he must do now is to run away immediately!

   "Immediately report the current location of the rear destroyer."

   "Bearing 116, three nautical miles away."

  Schrader couldn't help cursing inwardly. It seemed that he had encountered a master. In this situation, if he wanted to escape, he had to hide under the transport fleet and use the sound of the propeller of the freighter to avoid being chased and killed.

  But this destroyer has already detoured to the middle of itself and the transport fleet. It is at least 18 nautical miles away from the transport fleet. With such a long distance, it is impossible not to be discovered by the other party.

   It seems that he needs to make a little noise to cover himself. Thinking of this, Schrader immediately ordered:

   "Release decoy rounds."

   "Understood sir, the decoy bomb has been released."

  The so-called bait bomb is a kind of mechanical bait invented by the German army. It is the size of a refrigerator. It will float in the water like an effervescent tablet and spray outwards, misleading the enemy to attack, and a weapon that takes the opportunity to abscond.

  It is called "Pilenwolf" in German, also known as the pill thrower.

   "Right rudder thirty, heading 120, we withdraw."

   "Understood, sir, heading 120, starboard thirty."

   Just after the order was issued, Schrader heard the sound of depth charges falling into the water like dumplings.

  Hearing the sound of the depth charges falling into the water, the corner of Schrader's mouth twitched, knowing that the enemy ship above had been fooled, and he could just use the sound of the depth charges falling into the water and exploding to escape quickly. ordered aloud:

   "Hurry up and repair the No. 1 engine, the No. 2 engine is fully powered, and move forward at full speed."

   "It's sir, full speed ahead."

  Reinhardt on the Harry couldn't restrain his emotions at this moment, and began to laugh out loud;

   "Haha. Other German devils ran away and threw all the depth charges on my head, haha. I got my first kill."

   Pick up the binoculars and keep looking at the sea surface, hoping to find oil stains on the bottom of the sea or louder explosions. Unfortunately, things backfired, and none of the lookout posts on the Harry found any signs of the enemy submarine being destroyed.

   Reinhardt thought that the depth of the depth charge was not enough, and ordered:

   "Maximum depth drop for all bombs."

  All crew members obey orders immediately.

   "Yes sir, the depth charges are released at the maximum depth."

  Fang Lang felt aggrieved watching the lively scene near the Harry on the sea in the distance. TMD is obviously my dish, but he ran into your bowl by himself, so why should I justify it?

Fang Lang also stood on the side of the ship, using binoculars, to help carefully observe whether there was any damage to the submarine on the sea surface. Although he couldn't put the credit in his pocket, it was also an enemy submarine. For the safety of the fleet, he also hoped that this U-boats can be eliminated.

   But looking at it, Fang Lang felt that something was wrong. The Harry was so lively that it didn't make sense that he couldn't be bombed! Unless he sank directly to the bottom.

  The more I looked at it, the more I felt that something was wrong. I hurried into the bridge and said to the sonar soldiers:

   "Is there anything unusual on the bottom of the sea?"

   "Sir, the entire seabed is now filled with the sound of depth charges exploding, and the sonar is completely unable to work."

  When Fang Lang heard it, he was suddenly blessed, and understood what was wrong. I began to think differently in my heart. If I were the submarine commander, what would I do? Gradually, my eyes began to light up, as if I had figured out something, and I ordered directly:

   "Bosun, first-level combat readiness of the entire ship, all weapons are in place."

  Following Fang Lang's order, the House, which was watching the excitement, became active instantly like ignited gunpowder.

   "Combat Situation Center, please help me calculate the fastest path from the enemy submarine's stop position to the direction of the transport fleet. In that direction, how long will it take for our ship to meet the enemy at two-thirds of the full right rudder speed?"

  Fang Lang connected to the communication within the ship and gave an order to the Combat Situation Center.

   "It's sir, start counting immediately." De La Torre's answer sounded immediately.

  Fang Lang ordered the bridge driver again:

   "Full starboard, two-thirds speed."

   "Yes, sir, two-thirds speed, full starboard."

   Soon the results came from the communication within the ship.

   "The long official direction is 135, and the distance is seven nautical miles."

   "Okay, received, thanks for your hard work."

  Fang Lang put down the communicator, glanced at the Harry not far away, smiled and shook his head, not paying attention.

   At this time, the lookout post on the Harry saw that the House began to turn to the **** fleet, thinking that the House was going back to its **** position, and reported to the Reinhardt Exchange:

   "Sir, the House has turned to the direction of the transport fleet, and the speed is not fast. It should be returning to the battle position."

   Following the report of his subordinates, Reinhardt turned his head to look in the direction of the House, and said with a contemptuous smile:

   "Forget this Brazilian monkey is sensible, ignore him, let's kill the German rats below."

   "Understood sir."

  Reinhardt, who was still blaming Fang Lang for wasting ammunition just now, didn't care at this time. The depth charge thrown from the depth charge launcher caused the entire sea surface to be blown up by the Harry, and white waves kept churning. From time to time, sea fish floated on the sea surface after being stunned by the powerful shock wave.

   At this time, a communication request from the command ship Callaghan came from the communication channel of the House:

   "House, this is the Callaghan. Are you sure about the outcome of the battle? Please save ammunition as much as possible,"

  Fang Lang held the communicator and was happy. It seems that Lieutenant Colonel Becky of the command ship heard the explosion here was too lively, and thought it was me frying fish! The aristocratic master of the Harry did not take the command ship seriously. It seems that he did not notify the command ship at all, so he directly ordered to do it!

   The command ship thought it was the House that was dropping bombs. Listening to this movement, there are a total of 60 depth charges, and 50 of them should have been wasted by now!

   Sure enough, the aristocrat is rich, and he is really a rich man with so many depth charges to fry fish. Could it be that after so long, he hasn't found anything unusual? It's amazing that such a slow person can become a captain.

   "Command ship, this is House. Our ship is tracking the enemy U-boat at a bearing of 135, five nautical miles away. It is the HMS Harry that is dropping the bomb now."

  Fang Lang's answer stunned Lieutenant Colonel Becky, what do you mean, isn't it the attack you applied for? Why haven't you caught the enemy ship yet, but the Harry, which started attacking without reporting.

   "House, this is the command ship. Please explain the specific situation so that the command ship can judge the enemy's situation."

   "Received the command ship, our ship found the enemy situation in the direction of 036 on the left side of the transport fleet, and went to check. After dropping six depth charges, the enemy ship fled in the direction of the Harry. The attack was intercepted by the Harry, over."

   "House, since the Harry has already started attacking the enemy ship, has your ship found any new enemy situation, why is it chasing the enemy ship in the direction of 135?"

   "Lieutenant Colonel Becky, I am Captain Fang Lang of the USS House. I suspect that the USS Harry attacked the enemy ship with decoy bombs. According to calculations, I suspect that the enemy ship is fleeing in the direction of 135, over."

After a while, the voice of Lieutenant Colonel Becky came from the radio: "Major Fang, I am Lieutenant Colonel Becky, I agree with your judgment, please make sure to successfully intercept the enemy U-boat, and don't let it rush into the transport ship." The fleet strikes. Over."

  (end of this chapter)