The 32 pound shipborne heavy gun, as the most powerful movable smooth bore gun in this era, has always been regarded as a symbol of maritime hegemony.
Few countries in the world have the ability to manufacture such heavy guns. Britain, France, Spain, Portugal and the Netherlands... Each represents the world order and spare no effort to spread the light of civilization to all mankind.
Civilization is a monster that devours everything, and it is the sharpest tiger tooth in the monster''s mouth.
Throughout the world, the standard 32 pound naval gun is generally made of pure iron, 2.7 meters long, 2.5 tons heavy, 15.9 cm caliber, and equipped with 18 pound solid core ammunition, chain ammunition and 32 pound shotgun.
The operators of each gun are generally between 10 and 16 people. The firing speed is 3 minutes per round (one and a half minutes in Britain). The maximum range is 1350 meters at 4 degrees and 2250 meters at 8 degrees.
Within 100 meters, the core shell can easily break through the oak board with a thickness of 10 cm. Within 300 meters, it can realize direct attack damage to class V and below warships, that is, in the direct attack state, one gun can penetrate the sideboard hull.
It is a well deserved weapon at sea, and it is enough to carry its terrible recoil. There is only a giant Galen warship rated above level 3 in the world.
HMS lion is such a class III battleship.
As the most cutting-edge young main force in the Royal Navy lineup, its single ship comprehensive evaluation has even stabilized the Duke of Wales with 98 guns. It is a well deserved top ship in the Royal Navy''s new continental fleet.
This is Shaq Drake''s flagship.
900 meters away, the lion''s powerful sideboard completed the first round of full shelling. 14 doors were fired 32 pounds and 15 doors were fired 18 pounds. The waves covered the view and created a magnificent sea dividing spectacle in the distance.
But her master did not show joy.
Shaq put down his looking glass expressionless and glanced up at the combat staff gathered behind him.
"Is it the captain''s special order to deter the shelling of 900 meters?"
The old chief of staff flashed a big head on his face: "according to the battle line operation manual of the Ministry of the Navy, 1000 meters is the appropriate attack distance. The rapid explosion can effectively disintegrate the opponent''s battle line, and our well-trained artillery ensures the loading speed and will not affect the effect of formal engagement."
"Is there a formal engagement..." said shack with an ambiguous smile. "The battle line with a total of 74 firepower, the enemy composed of a smuggling ship... Chief of staff, you must not like hunting."
"Yes..."
Shaq didn''t go on, just shook his head.
"Inform the unicorn fairy that the target is fleeing to the northwest Expressway and is expected to pass through its front in five minutes. Let her catch up, launch a delay battle nearby, and wait for the lion to be surrounded by other Liao ships."
The chief of staff stubbornly interrupted: "Lieutenant, do you give orders directly over the formation commander?"
"The rabbit is about to run away. At this time, the smart hunter will loosen the dog''s rope instead of waiting for the dog to learn to untie its collar."
"Yes! Lieutenant!"
……
A special whistling sound.
The whistling sound of the 32 pound gun was very special. It was low and short. It was like a hammer stuck in layers of cloth. It could not hear the danger of life-threatening.
But Hai obviously doesn''t think so.
At the landing point hundreds of meters away, the waves raised by the sea are like a tsunami. The water spray is wide and thick, six or seven meters high.
Being rubbed by such power, or even just being swept into the range of missing bullets, will cause great damage to a fragile commercial ship such as the Jackdaw.
Fortunately, however, they seem to be overconfident in their strength.
The shelling at a distance of 900 meters is meaningless. No matter how powerful it falls on the sea hundreds of meters away, it will not cause trouble to the Jackdaw. On the contrary, the big waves can effectively cover the Jackdaw''s hull and facilitate Lorin''s escape.
Shaq, I haven''t seen you for a while. Your brain seems to be more rigid
Lorraine spat in boredom.
"Bell, try to keep this distance and lure the lion to continue shelling in the process of finding the corner."
"In fact, it can be a little closer. I need some angles."
Lorraine thought for a moment and nodded: "the distance must not be less than 700. When the wave head is over, I will let acharin cover us."
"700? Enough!"
A current wind blew into the Bay from the ocean and blew inward along the land base on the south bank, wrinkling the calm sea.
The Jackdaw caught the wind and the bow turned slightly southwest.
She was a little closer to the lion, stepped out of the explosion point and showed her slender posture.
But just a moment later, the port side was in full swing, and the scattered bullets splashed on the sea.
The finer and denser waves rose and hid the Jackdaw in the mist again. Bell seized the opportunity to change direction, followed the wind and finally cut back to the wind belt.
The Jackdaw filled the tent, and the speed climbed and rose again. The lion made a second round of full shelling in vain. It was as powerful as ever and as harmless as ever.
Cut out, disengage!
Lorraine returned to the poop deck and stood behind bell enjoying the pleasing arc of the sail.
"How does it feel to travel through the golden current?" he asked.
"Your brother won''t make us so easy." bell rubbed his shoulder with the handwheel. "Although he hasn''t participated in the defense service of the continental fleet, I know at least one ship in the blockade fleet from my knowledge of shack Drake."
"Baltimore Brig." Lorraine smiled. "Tactical choice... Probably delayed combat."
Before the voice fell, Pierce''s alarm sounded empty: "enemy shadow at eight o''clock, distance 2600, fast approaching!"
Bell raised his head and found Lorraine: "the high-speed ship you want is coming. Since there are wing sails, shall we use it?"
"Katrina said that running away is the specialty of pirates. I believe the red roses in the Caribbean will not disappoint us."
"Oh! You''re such an easy captain."
"This is a misunderstanding," Lorraine argued seriously. "I''ve been saving my energy to deal with the possible life and death crisis at any time. It''s very hard."
……
In the dark, the unicorn fairy fell behind the Jackdaw with its wings open, and soon entered Lorraine''s vision.
Lorraine is very familiar with this type of ship. With a sword bow and shield stern, equipped with wing sails, the ship body is slender, just like the lucky horseshoe.
As the creation of Baltimore boatman, this military ship type has an aspect ratio much larger than that of conventional warships. While obtaining speed, it sacrifices stability, especially side shelling, and the hit rate is terrible.
But she is undoubtedly qualified as a high-speed ship.
Bell had maintained a full speed of 12 knots for a long time in the strong wind of the battle in Le Rober Bay. Although the British captain behind him was inferior to bell in ship handling skills and today''s wind environment was far inferior to that at that time, he still made a breakthrough of almost 11 knots with the support of the wing sail.
The relative speed was 1.5 knots and 2.7 kilometers per hour. The two sides chased and fled for more than 40 minutes, leaving only seven or eight hundred meters between each other.
This distance is enough for the bow gun to launch an attack, but if you want to achieve the hysteresis effect, 500 meters is the most appropriate distance.
Five more minutes... Five more minutes
The captain thought so, and so did Shaq on the lion.
At this time, three kilometers east of the unicorn, the lion was breaking the waves and moving forward in the wind.
Shaq stood in the bow of the ship, holding his sight glass high and motionless.
The lights of the one horned fairy poop tower floated at the far end of the horizon. Further away was the smart smuggling ship. The distance should not be far, but the strict lighting control made shack unable to lock her whereabouts.
So far, the little rabbit''s performance has amazed Shaq. From formation 6, he sneaked in secretly, threw away the outpost, remained calm in front of the powerful lion, and dared to approach actively in order to catch the wind.
Especially their battle with the unicorn.
The unicorn had an average speed of 11 knots in the chase, enough to be proud of most seagoing ships.
However, as a hunted person, the little rabbit is obviously not as fast as the unicorn fairy, but it can always maintain a stable high speed, relying on its strength to delay the time of being caught up.
This skill, this psychology, and its unity, self-confidence and pressure resistance
Unfortunately, the lawless person who performs best is only the lawless person.
Their luck is coming to an end. When the unicorn fires, they will fall into an unbreakable net.
The wind is tight.
Enjoying the strong sea breeze rising in a hurry, Shaq recalled the light news not long ago.
According to the light signal just now, the progress of the chase is stable, and the shelling time should be
"Emergency light, from the unicorn, Lieutenant!"
Shack accidentally raised his eyebrows and had a bad feeling.
"What''s the matter?"
"The unicorn returned, the target suddenly accelerated, the estimated speed was nearly 13 knots and the navigation was stable, so it was judged that it had lost the possibility of catching up. The unicorn requested to give up action and return to the organizational system."
"Incredibly... Verse 13?"
Shaq stood there stunned, and a bitter smile gradually floated on his face.
"Is it waiting for the wind?"
"I was angry and threw off the chase... This time, I was fooled by the little rabbit."