Chapter 1058: Hundred Steps to Shoot the Willow

"Be careful, they may launch an attack and fire torpedoes!" The enemy ship 210, which was still on the bridge, warned other ships.

The enemies on each ship tried to realign their guns towards the four escort boats. It was more important to save themselves, as torpedoes were much more deadly than these small gunboats.

Although not many guns were moving due to personnel reasons, the few guns that were operated were swaying so much that they fired few shells.

Occasionally, there were one or two cannons still firing at the artillery escort boats, but the shells they fired were completely inaccurate and fell far into the sea, posing no threat to our gunboats.

At this time, the missile shooter of boat No. 6303 reported loudly: "The gunboat has escaped the dangerous distance of our boat's target, request to fire!"

On the radar afterglow display, we can no longer see the signals of our comrades around the enemy ship 205. Although this radar has not undergone major technical changes, it has a marking function that can mark the signal. Once marked, you can clearly see which signal belongs to whom by comparing it.

The captain was very happy, he had finally waited for something!
"emission!"

At this time, the enemy could not be seen due to the distance, but the comrades on the escort boats all knew that the mouth on the top of the two "品"-shaped launch pads of the four boats had opened, revealing sharp teeth - an oval missile head, ready to devour the enemy at any time.

The first to fire was 6303. The missile shooter pressed one of the six launch buttons with red LED indicators, and the LED went out, which meant that the launch box was empty.

Just as he pressed the launch button, there was a "boom" and the tail of the 6303 boat was covered by a cloud of white smoke. A Zhengxian-62 popped out of the launch box and flew into the air.

The first missile was fired, but before it flew far, the second missile roared again, following in the footsteps of its big brother and flying towards the enemy.

Seven or eight kilometers away, the enemy saw this scene through the telescope, mainly because the white smoke from the missile was too obvious, causing their three souls to explode and their seven spirits to disappear without a trace.

"Missiles! Dongda's missiles!" The captain of the enemy ship 210 screamed.

He never expected that the small speedboat of the East University was actually equipped with missiles! He then remembered that there seemed to be several boxes at the tail of the East University speedboat that he mistook for depth charges and other weapons and equipment.

Is the missile of the University of East China so small?
He quickly turned around, rushed to the steering wheel, pulled away the sailor who was steering, and said, "I'll do it myself!"
He pulled the power to the highest gear and maneuvered the ship 210 in a serpentine manner on the sea.

This sudden change caused the enemies on the ship to fall to one side or the other. They were already considered to be quick-witted and well-trained if they could keep their bodies steady, let alone operate the cannons. Some people on the deck even had no time to react and were thrown into the sea.

Ship 210 was moving like a snake on the water.

The situation was similar for the other enemy ships. They had never been hit by missiles, but at least they had heard of others being hit by missiles.

Especially those who were cooking, they were all facing the powerful opponent. At this time, they no longer cared about the idea that their size was too small to carry missiles. The only thought was to dance quickly, at least there was a slight chance to avoid the death in the air.

Although they were all dancing, the missile was actually aimed at only one ship - Ship 205. However, at this time, no one dared to bet that it was not aimed at them.

Our gunboat was close by, and we just stared in amazement at the enemy ships dancing wildly on the sea. It was quite a sight to see.

A distance of several kilometers is actually just a matter of tens of seconds for a missile, not even half a minute.

But this half minute actually announces the enemy's demise.

Before our gunboat had completely left the danger zone, the first Zhengxian-62 missile had already crashed into the midsection of the enemy ship. The semi-armor-piercing warhead pushed open the hull of the enemy ship and pierced into the waist and abdomen of the enemy ship.

In full view of everyone, a large ball of black and red fire appeared on the enemy ship, and a large amount of debris from the 205 ship was thrown into the air, including some from the ship and some from people.

The captain of the enemy ship only felt a violent vibration, which knocked him off the command seat on the bridge.

Before he could recover from the dizziness caused by the shock, the second missile had already hit the waterline of the 205 ship again.

Like the first one, the semi-armor-piercing warhead pushed through the hull and exploded inside it.

The 160-kilogram warhead was still too large for a 700-ton ship. The successive explosions of the two missiles directly ignited the fuel and ammunition of the 205 ship. In fact, even if these things had not been ignited, the two warheads were still too much for a 2-ton ship. A part of the enemy ship's superstructure had been directly breached by the violent explosion, and a gap was created in the hull. Viewed from the side, the enemy ship looked as if a giant dragon in the sky had directly bitten off a piece of it.

However, for the 205 ship, the most fatal thing is not here. After all, even if the second missile directly blows off the command bridge, the death of the captain will not kill all the soldiers on the ship. This is not the Zerg, and everyone will die if the brain worm dies.

The most deadly thing was the several-meter-long hole torn by the two missiles at the waterline.

Seawater poured into Ship 205 frantically through the two large holes, and the ship began to sink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was no self-rescue, no damage control, and while the monkeys were still trying to wake up from the two consecutive explosions and loud noises, the ship began to sink.

This scene made our comrades on the sea feel extremely happy, but it also made the other enemy ships tremble with fear. They couldn't stop, they couldn't stop at all!
None of their ships dared to stop their swaying dance of death. They now finally realized that the four "large torpedo boats" of Mr. Dong were not torpedo boats at all, but the gods of death carrying missiles.

The gunboats of the Dongda people retreated while firing, and the large missile boats did not approach them from the beginning but actively kept their distance, just for the purpose of killing them with one strike at this moment - eating my invincible automatic large missiles!!!

They knew that the remaining missile boats must be aiming at them, waiting for an opportunity to show their sharp teeth.

The captain of Ship 210 steered the ship, swaying it and rushing towards our gunboat.

What he was thinking about now was not to catch up with our gunboats and kill them one by one, but he knew that the only reason why the Dongda people did not launch missiles at him at the first time was that their gunboats had not yet withdrawn to a safe distance.

Our comrades on Manfu Island, not far away, witnessed this scene and cheered.

It's not that they gave up the fight, but that there was no need to fight now. At this moment, there was no enemy left standing on the Manfukushima beach. All of them were soaked in the dirty black and red sea water. Those who were lucky still had their outlines intact, but those who were unlucky were like the pirate Buggy in the hot-blooded comic One Piece decades later, and they were acting separately.

It’s a pity that for them, they can separate but they don’t have the ability to take it back.

A few enemies who were lucky enough to climb onto the beach from the sea and rush towards the inland of the island were knocked down on the beach by a few gunshots and grenades fired by their comrades on the island. Streams of dirty blood flowed out, contributing their last ripples to the island - making fertilizer.

200来个人，在60来支全自动武器、2门双37、3门双25面前，还是显得略为单薄。

Not enough points.

At this time, the comrades on the island were cheering that our missiles hit the enemy ships.

As for the enemy, the only prayer is that we are not targeting them. After all, apart from the 1700-ton 215 ship behind the sponge island, now there are three escort boats targeting the four ships 204, 210, 211 and 228.

Three fingers press four fleas, Dongda can't kill us all at once! I just don't know who the lucky guy is, and the enemies are praying that it's them.

Unlike 6303, as our gunboat retreated further, the distance between us and the remaining three enemy ships became more even.

Almost at the same time, thick smoke began to billow from our remaining three boats, a sign of missile launch.

The spectacular scene of 6 missiles being fired in salvo, which appeared for the first time in the history of world naval warfare, appeared before people's eyes.

The Bluebird-17, which arrived just in time, captured this spectacular scene from the air.

Smoke is rising from the beach of the island.

On the battlefield, an enemy ship was engulfed in flames, half of its body submerged in water.

And from the sea, three streaks of light were shooting out from three missile boats, heading straight for the enemy ahead. Among the streaks of light, one could vaguely see three other missiles that would be launched later.

In front of them were enemy ships that were leaving S-shaped tracks on the sea.

This scene of the first actual salvo of anti-ship missiles, which was rarely seen in the world even decades later, was later named "A Hundred Steps Through the Target" by the Military Museum and became a world-famous painting.

Unlike the previous battlefield record pictures of bombing warships, this picture is not filled with circles and water columns from missed bombs and near-misses. Instead, it is a very clean picture with only a few main elements that highlight the theme vividly.

Soldiers guarding the sea.

A sharp sword that stabs the enemy.

The enemy ship is at the end of its rope.

Even though it is limited by the shooting equipment and can only be called "landline image quality", the theme, artistic conception, and composition are all perfect, the picture is full of tension, the still image shows the dynamics of the battlefield clearly, and the black and white tones add a touch of historical weight to the photo.

If the photo hadn't had a special origin, it would have won a Pulitzer Prize or something.

But for the soldiers, the award was unimportant. The best reward was the destruction of the enemy. Facts proved that all struggles were in vain, as the six missiles accurately hit their targets.

Flowers bloomed on the sea, red in the white, black in the red. The flying fragments and vaguely visible flesh and blood intertwined into a spectacular and beautiful picture.

(End of this chapter)