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Calhoun's eyes never left the periscope, and he had to comfort himself:

"Don't worry! No, we will be silent the whole time. It is absolutely impossible for the enemy to detect us. This should be a coincidence. We only need to wait for the signal from our comrades on the Harry, and we will launch an attack and directly see these

Get rid of all the guard dogs. What’s left is the cake on our plates, and we can eat it however we want.”

The crew behind them could only silently pray to their God in their hearts. After all, the enemy ship above was approaching them step by step. This depressing atmosphere seemed like the air inside the submarine was starting to become thicker.

It makes people a little breathless.

At this time, on the Harry, Duarte seemed to inadvertently said to the blond middle-aged man leading the way:

"Why did the people on your ship hide at the guard post after just a little rain?"

When the blond middle-aged man heard this, his expression changed drastically. After all, it was obviously abnormal for such a big warship to have only himself and his people. It seemed that he had been discovered.

He turned around and was about to take action, but the gunshots behind him rang out first. Then, gunshots like firecrackers rang out from both the front and rear of the Harry.

Both sides were in a state of high nervousness and were ready to fight at any time. As soon as the gunfire rang out, the greeting personnel on the Harry also raised their guns, but they were surprised to find that the personnel on the House responded faster.

Before Duarte could finish his words, everyone pulled out their pistols and shot at the enemies around them while looking for cover. Their reaction speed was obviously faster than that of the ambush party.

Moreover, these people are obviously more familiar with the terrain than themselves, which is normal. After all, the layout of their own warships and this warship are exactly the same.

The few people who were secretly hiding behind them raised their guns and fired, but they were knocked down by the gunfire from behind.

What made the German soldiers on the Harry even more desperate was that the people waiting in front of them were wiped out by a black shadow that appeared out of nowhere in front of the warship as soon as they rushed out of the cabin.

The exchange of fire lasted less than five minutes before it stopped. The task force on the House paid the price of four injured and two sacrifices, and regained control of the Harry into the hands of the Allied forces.

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It turned out that when the traffic boat passed the bow, a group of soldiers who had been sneaking along the side of the traffic boat broke away from the traffic boat and climbed onto the bow of the Harry through the anchor chain on the bow. They searched all the way towards the stern of the ship.

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When Duarte and others left the stern of the boat shouting for coffee, another team quietly climbed onto the stern of the boat through the net rope and followed them secretly.

This is a very typical ship-seizing tactic of a small-scale special forces. You don’t need to look at it. This is Fang Lang’s ship-seizing plan based on the special forces tactics he learned in later movies.

Judging from the results, the tactical goal was achieved. However, the casualties paid must have exceeded Fang Lang's expectations.

However, this battle can be said to be a classic Marine Corps tactic that can be recorded in history. It has accumulated rare practical experience for Fang Lang to train Marine Corps and special forces in the future.

The speed of the gunfire like exploding beans was far less than the speed of the gunfire. Moreover, the House was a full nine nautical miles away from the Harry at this time. In addition to the sound of the House ship itself, everyone could not

The first time I heard clearly the sound of gunshots that Harry was having sex with.

Fortunately, the lookout post on the House saw the gunfire on the Harry through the telescope. He immediately informed Fang Lang of the exchange of fire on the Harry.

When Fang Lang saw the Harry taking action, he ordered without hesitation:

"All artillery, aim at the designated target and fire!"

The artillery that received the order no longer hesitated and began to rotate the fort directly, aiming all the artillery at the enemy ship's position sent by the battle center.

Naturally, this sudden change could not be hidden from Calhoun, who had been staring at the House in the periscope. Although the night was dark, with the moonlight penetrating the rainy night, Calhoun could clearly see the reflection of the rotating gun on the House.

Outstanding metallic luster.

The frightened Calhoun suddenly broke the silence of the U-boat and exclaimed:

"Retract periscope, angle 20, dive quickly, direction 302, two cars enter 10."

The submarine, which had been tense all the time, immediately turned into a mess, and everyone immediately began to follow the instructions. Before anyone could ask any questions, the sound of shells entering the water was heard from around them.

The sonar soldiers on the House also responded immediately:

"Sir, bearing 122, seven links away, sound of enemy submarine diving."

After receiving the sonar soldier's report, Fang Lang said without hesitation:

"All artillery is adjusted to angles, bearing 122, distance seven chains. Fire coverage."

After giving the order, Fang Lang stretched out his head again and looked at the water splashing constantly from the shells on the sea close at hand. There was no sound of the submarine exploding or sinking.

Fang Lang ordered again:

"The torpedo launch tube on the right, set depth fifty, bearing 122, two torpedoes, launch."

"It's sir, bearing 122, set depth 50, two torpedoes, launch!"

Immediately afterwards, two MK15 thermal torpedoes were seen. They made two thumps from the torpedo launch tubes on the ship and entered the sea water. Unfortunately, because the distance was too close, the torpedoes did not reach the fixed depth in the first time.

Let Calhoun avoid a disaster.

"Sir, the bearing is 122, the distance is six chains, the hydroacoustic effect is strong, the enemy ship's propeller sound is obvious, they are turning, they want to get into the bottom of our ship."

Fang Lang smiled when he heard the sonar operator's report. Just now he was wondering why the enemy submarine didn't launch a torpedo at him immediately! It turned out that the angle was wrong!

However, now that the two sides are so close, it is too late for you to change the angle and launch a torpedo at yourself! Do you want to pass through my lower body and launch the torpedo at the stern of the boat at me?

What are you thinking about? The submarine burrowed under the destroyer. Isn’t this the case of lighting a lamp in the toilet and seeking death? Thinking of this, Fang Lang ordered without hesitation:

"Ten depth charges on the left and right, standard depth, let me sink him."

"Yes, sir, standard depth, ten depth charges on each side, ejection."

Then there was the sound of depth bombs entering the water. Looking at the very regular sound of depth bombs entering the water on both sides, Fang Lang couldn't help but think to himself, ugh! I'm still used to a hard life! Even dropping depth bombs is difficult.

Yes, when will I be able to be as generous as Reinhardt!

I don’t know what’s going on with Reinhardt now. If he’s dead, forget it, but if he’s still alive. Knowing that I saved him directly, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would jump into the sea!

It would be fun if he really jumped into the sea. It would be even more fun if he could have a camera to capture it and often take it out to enjoy in the future. Although he was on the battlefield, Fang Lang actually turned on the desertion.

It seemed that two submarines had been sunk, and the man was a little drifting and couldn't find his direction. Fortunately, not long after, a loud noise was heard from the bottom of the sea, which was obviously louder than the sound of depth charges.

Needless to say, Fang Lang said that everyone knew what was going on. For a moment, all the firepower seemed to have been pressed on the pause button and fell into an eerie silence. The searchlights on the ship kept searching on both sides of the sea.

Before everyone noticed the oil pollution on the water surface, the sonar reported again:

"Sir, there is the sound of a submarine sinking underwater."

Fang Lang did not rush to a conclusion, but continued to wait for the observation post on the sea to confirm the results. He turned to the sonar soldier and said:

"Didn't you hear anything unusual except this submarine during the whole process?"

"Reporting to the commander, no abnormality was found."

"Then after we're done, you focus on monitoring the rear of the Harry to see if you can find this bastard."

"Yes, sir."

"Sir, there are oil stains on the right side." The lookout whistle reported loudly.

Everyone looked along the light of the searchlight, and sure enough they saw a large area of ​​oil stains and debris rising to the surface not far away.

Everyone looked at Fang Lang, waiting for Fang Lang's final decision. Fang Lang met everyone's eager eyes and walked to the ship's internal communicator:

"Congratulations to us for completing three kills. This is the result of our joint efforts. Well done, brothers."

As Fang Lang finished speaking, the whole ship erupted in cheers. It was a little noisy at first, but slowly, it started to rise. When Fang Lang heard it, everyone was cheering in unison:

"Long live the captain! Long live the boss!"

Hearing everyone's laughter, Fang Lang smiled reservedly and said to the driver:

"Bearing 253, left rudder ten, we continue to circle around the Harry."

Following Fang Lang's order, the cheers gradually subsided and everyone began to return to their posts. However, it can be seen from everyone's excited expressions that the emotions obviously did not calm down so quickly.