WWII military commentator? Even a dog could be one.

Chapter 129 Italy's Environmentally Friendly Torpedoes: The Hermes Aircraft Carrier Gets Repeatedly Desecrated

The fleet commander of the Hermes was simply unable to issue the correct orders.

Torpedoes were everywhere, some even landing inside the fleet.

Can someone tell me how to avoid the circles?

"My God, this torpedo is spinning in circles, how do we defend against it?"

"I don't know. Normal torpedoes attack in a straight line. You either speed up to dodge them or stop the ship. But they don't go in a straight line. I don't know how to predict their trajectory."

The sailors on all the ships were stunned; they had never seen such an unorthodox torpedo before.

Italy's torpedoes, like their high-end weapons, are very impressive.

If we're really comparing, German cutting-edge technology is full of postmodern wasteland vibes, while Italian weapons are full of artistic flair and environmental protection concepts.

The key point is that these torpedoes are air-dropped, not carried by the aircraft. Dozens or hundreds are dropped at once, creating circles everywhere. Whether you hit them or not is entirely up to luck.

"Who can tell me what to do? How do I evade it?" The fleet commander was going crazy; he had never encountered such an attack before. "I never learned how to evade this kind of torpedo in naval school."

"General, I haven't learned that either. What I learned before is useless now."

"What should we do? Let's leave it to God. Can we turn back now?"

"General, we're doomed. The Strait of Holmes is very narrow, and we're trapped here. There's no time to turn back."

With a loud bang, the light cruiser Enterprise was the first to be hit.

The FFF torpedo is not large, just over two meters long, weighs 350 kilograms, and has a 120-kilogram warhead. It is somewhat ineffective against heavily armored battleships, but at this moment, the chubby torpedo is showing its might.

The first victim appeared less than three minutes after falling into the water.

The Enterprise was hit on the side and immediately caught fire.

A large number of sailors were shouting on the deck.

This thing can spin in the water for 30 minutes on its own. If you miss, it will self-destruct, upholding the Italian spirit of environmental protection. As for the hit rate? The Italians don't care. It's all up to God's will.

With a loud bang, a torpedo veered off course and struck the other side of the Enterprise.

Fire broke out on both sides and water entered simultaneously.

The Australian destroyer HMAS Vampire immediately panicked.

However, turning around and making turns at sea is very difficult.

"Speed ​​up, speed up and charge forward!" the Australian captain shouted.

Bang! A torpedo grazed past its rear end and swam away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but what goes around comes around.

There are too many torpedoes around.

The Germans dropped 96 torpedoes in one go, leaving the sea surface densely covered with them.

With a deafening roar, three torpedoes struck the Vampire simultaneously, blasting two sailors near the port bow into the water.

With a jolt, and seeing the destroyer ablaze everywhere, the Australians went mad.

boom.

Explosions were heard frequently across the sea.

Only the destroyers USS Napier and USS Paladin were lucky enough to break through the encirclement.

Several gunboats were fast and managed to escape the encirclement one by one.

The old-fashioned battleship HMS Sovereign was devastated; its speed was only 15 knots.

It's considered extremely slow within the fleet.

"What do we do? What should we do? We're surrounded by torpedoes."

Six torpedoes came hurtling towards them from all directions, veering around corners.

The captain didn't know what orders to give.

These torpedoes aren't aimed at you; they pose little threat but are extremely insulting. They're like a spinning trap, testing your mentality. You think you can dodge them, like walking a tightrope, but once there are too many around, you'll only feel despair when you can't avoid them.

It's like it's mocking your skills; you couldn't avoid it, you ran into it yourself.

We weren't even aiming at you; you walked right into our trap.

Seeing that he was about to be plunged into a swarm of torpedoes with no way to escape, the captain of the Royal Power closed his eyes.

"Watch out for collisions." That was all he could say.

Six explosions rang out one after another, and the entire Sovereignship trembled incessantly.

Thankfully it was a battleship, but it was too old.

Although it withstood the explosion and did not sink immediately, it did take on water.

"Remedy, repair, repair immediately."

"Colonel, there are too many damaged areas from the explosion."

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Watching the slow-moving Royal Power catch fire and take on water, with soldiers shouting all over the deck.

The two merchant ships were in despair, as they were moving even slower.

"It's over." The captain of one of the merchant ships looked at the dense array of torpedoes around him, which swam around like sharks, and his scalp tingled with fear.

Boom! Boom! Boom! As troop transport ships, they were also a key target for the Germans.

The German Air Force had no intention of doing anything to the Royal Navy; they left all the results to God. However, the troop transports could not be left behind, and the largest number were abandoned in the vicinity.

Both merchant ships had at least eight small coins.

As the ship tilted instantly, a large number of Indians cried out in despair.

"Quick, jump in!"

The sea was filled with the shouts of the British.

In the distance, Iranian sailors, soaking in the water, shouted happily and waved to the planes in the sky. "We have company now!"

One destroyer, two merchant ships, one battleship, and one light cruiser.

The major general of the Hercules stared blankly at everything around him.

There were still about thirty more swarms of bullets around him, and as he watched more than a dozen of them hurtling towards him, he yelled in frustration, "Fuck you!"

An hour later, the remaining Royal Navy ships, driven frantically by the Iranian Air Force, fled outwards, trying to escape this hellish situation.

On the sea, the Hermes was also taking on water.

A second German bomber formation appeared, this time consisting entirely of Stukas.

They swooped down from the sky, their machine guns firing incessantly, turning the sea red with blood.

The Indian soldiers who fell into the water were left helpless and desperate.

"Don't fire, we surrender, we surrender."

"Please, save us!"

"Help me, I can't swim, I really can't swim."

Unfortunately, the pilots couldn't hear their shouts at all.

"Vulture 0-21 Those Indians are waving at us."

"Sorry, we are enemies. I won't show them any mercy even if they greet us."

Whizzing.

Bombs rained down on the deck of the Hermes, turning it into a target range for German dive bombing, like desecrating a corpse.

The British Royal Navy sailors on HMS Hermes huddled in their cabins, trembling with fear.

Five, ten.

A total of 47 bombs were dropped.

The Germans relentlessly retaliated against the corpse, as if in revenge for their naval defeat.

The Stukas in the sky kept swooping down, repeatedly dropping bombs.

boom!

The Hercules began to sink.

Iranian gunboats reappeared near the dock, their bow cannons firing wildly at the sea.

This inconspicuous naval battle did not end until evening.

1793 Indian soldiers were captured.

236 Royal Navy and Australian Navy personnel were captured.

More than 10,000 people have died, and the surface of the Strait of Holmes remains stained red.

Rear Admiral Diaz, the fleet commander, and the aircraft carrier HMS Hermes were converted into an underwater fleet.

When the telegram was received.

Commander Wavell of the Middle East opened his mouth wide and stared at the communications soldier for a long time before finally speaking.

"The escort fleet was almost annihilated?"

"Yes." The communications officer also looked bewildered. When did the British fleet get bullied like this?

Aside from the battles of Alexandria and the Norwegian Sea, this was the worst one.

"Was it done by Italians?"

"It's not the Italian air force, it's the Iranian air force."

"My God." Wavell didn't know what to say. The Iranian Air Force had wrecked the Royal Navy like this?

Even if the escort fleet's aircraft carriers and battleships are old, it's not something Iran can easily provoke.

The result was heavy casualties.

"How could this be?"

"According to the information from the Paladin, the Iranians used a type of torpedo that can circle or follow a zigzag path in the water. They were caught off guard and had no idea how to dodge it."

"A spinning torpedo? You're kidding me, right? You're definitely kidding me. Do you think I've never seen a torpedo before? How the hell can a torpedo spin?"

"General, I'm telling the truth."

Wavell pinched the bridge of his nose and waved his hand helplessly, "You can go now."

After sending the telegram, he stood up and violently overturned the documents on the table. "How could this happen?"

This is not an Iranian torpedo, it definitely isn't.

Did the Germans develop a secret weapon?

Churchill was equally stunned when he received the battle report; the fleet had almost been completely wiped out.

The capital ships are gone?

"Did you pick up the wrong telegram?"

Seeing the Prime Minister's disbelief, the communications officer was embarrassed. "Report, this is the telegram from the Paladin. There is no error."

"What's wrong with this world? When has the British Empire ever been so desperate?"

Seeing his old friend Churchill's worried face, Ramsey gently comforted him, saying that he had already read the telegram.

"Although these spinning torpedoes are peculiar, they are not terrifying. They are not very effective in naval warfare because they are slow and can be dodged. However, they will be very dangerous in ports or narrow sea areas."

Yes, as a former First Lord of the Admiralty, Churchill saw the advantage of such a torpedo at a glance; in ports and straits, ships would only face despair.

Even experienced captains cannot judge how to dodge, because experience is useless.

The High Command in Berlin, Germany.

When Admiral William Carraris received the telegram, his face was filled with joy.

Although this victory was achieved by the German Air Force, not the navy.

However, defeating the Royal Navy and weakening its strength would be the best news for the German Navy.

At the same time, William Carraris also affirmed the importance of new guided torpedo weapons.

"Besides Italy's underwater vehicles, it seems we also need to purchase more of their circling torpedoes."

When the Mexican man heard that Germany wanted to make additional purchases of FFF torpedoes, his expression was priceless.

He squinted and grinned broadly, "The world thinks German weapons are advanced, and now even Germany acknowledges the superior performance of Italian weapons. Very good."

If the Germans could destroy so many fleets, so can we.

Let them produce more FFF torpedoes; they can not only attack the British, but also make money.

I want to prove to the world that Italy is by no means a drag on our progress.

December 1940, 9.

After a heated argument, Americans were bombarded with media attention across the country.

They even forgot for a time what was happening in Iran.

[Sean Wayne speaks to generals from various countries about asymmetric warfare in the East Room of the White House]

Sean Wayne could become the youngest presidential advisor in White House history.

[Sean Wayne, the pioneer of advanced guided weapons]

[Surgical precision strikes: Sean Wayne proposes a new concept of warfare]

Sean Wayne, still Sean Wayne.

While predicting a major war with Japanese experts, Sean Wayne was not idle; he was pushing for new methods of warfare.

He might even become a guest of honor of the US president.

A series of news reports shocked the entire United States.

"As expected of Sean Wayne, I knew he couldn't have been just writing reviews all this time; he'd been doing research too."

"I'm not surprised he'll bring up UFOs as the most advanced weapon next time."

"Haha, Sean Wayne is the most imaginative man in America."

"Was even the White House amazed by his talent?"

The whole of America is talking about this strange commentator.

Subsequent news further amplified Sean's influence.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! According to the German newspaper Observer, the Iranian Air Force defeated the British Royal Navy's joint escort fleet in the Strait of Holmes yesterday afternoon."

The aircraft carrier HMS Hermes was sunk, resulting in heavy losses for the British Indian Ocean Fleet.

When the newsboy reported on the current situation in Iran, all eyes were once again focused on the Middle East.

"Eiichiro said that the British Royal Navy could easily defeat Iran, but it seems he was wrong again."

"No way, Iran actually won?"

"Yes, the newspapers say that several capital ships were sunk, and even the British Indian 7th Division suffered heavy casualties. My God, India has lost two divisions."

"It's alright, India has 200 million troops, this loss is insignificant."

"But Sean was right again, my God, the Royal Navy has failed?"

"It doesn't matter. After all, it's Sean's back side. Eiichiro's infallibility every time has been proven time and again."

"Hahaha, Eiichiro will become a disaster and be despised by all the countries in the world."

"We can't say that. After all, he has become a beacon. From now on, we can interpret his battlefield predictions in reverse."

Eiichiro Volcano became famous, just like what he pursued, only the dark side of the moon.

Sean was called the prophet, and Eiichiro was given the title of misleader.

A commentator who misleads the public with his full-fledged strategy; you have to read his words in reverse.

Today is a weapons exchange meeting hosted by the Ministry of War, which is also a weapons expo.

Eiichiro Kazan straightened his clothes while looking in the mirror, his face showing no sign of discomfort.

A bad reputation is still a reputation.

He pushed open the door, and reporters outside immediately swarmed in.

"Mr. Eiichiro, who do you predict will win? We're referring to the North and Iran."

"Mr. Eiichiro, what are your thoughts on the Iraq War?"

"By the way, Mr. Eiichiro, the Italian embassy has issued a notice prohibiting you from discussing Italy. What are your thoughts on this?"

Is it forbidden to talk about Italy?

Eiichiro Volcano had a dark expression on his face. Had he become some kind of stinking dog shit? Was everyone avoiding him?

"Why doesn't Italy forbid Sean Wayne from talking about it?" This was Eiichiro's biggest complaint.

"Because the Italian Mexican is Sean Wayne's lifelong rival and the only one to break the myth, he is full of expectations for continuing to break Sean's prophecy."

Damn, this isn't fair!

Eiichiro knew the gap between him and Sean Wayne, who was a recognized legend.

Sean arrived at Fort Meade, a military base 16 kilometers from Washington.

Upon entering, weapons from various countries were displayed on the open ground of the base.

As he walked, Sean suddenly realized that a group of people were following him.

Wherever he goes, his little tail follows.