Chapter 754 Bombardment

"What?!!"

In the underground office in Moscow, Stalin stared at the naval commander Kuznetsov who came to report the news with a shocked face, and the cigarette butt in his hand fell to the ground. The secretary hurried forward to pick it up, but Stalin pushed him away, walked straight to Kuznetsov, and shouted hoarsely. "Say it again?! What happened to our battleships?!"

Facing Stalin's sharp eyes, Kuznetsov couldn't help but shudder, and repeated it again tremblingly. "Our two battleships were sunk by the German fleet." You know, the "Soviet-class" battleships are the "national treasures" built by the Soviet Union with the efforts of the whole country, and they have been hidden like treasures. Now two of them were sunk at once, and Kuznetsov felt that his heart was bleeding, and he wanted to run to that sea area immediately to salvage the two battleships.

The muscles on Stalin's face twitched fiercely. "How many German battleships did they sink?!" In his opinion, to sink these two super battleships, the Germans would have to bury at least four or five battleships.

Kuznetsov lowered his head even more, as if he wanted to bury his head in his chest. "Not a single one. The German fleet fired a large number of torpedoes outside the range, and the two battleships were sunk after being hit by many torpedoes."

"!!" Stalin's body shook a few times and he almost fell to the ground; Kuznetsov quickly supported him. "Comrade Stalin, are you okay?! Come on, call a doctor!"

"..." Stalin never dreamed that his own battleships would be sunk without sinking even one enemy ship. This is too cowardly! He panted and asked roughly. "Where are the American battleships?!" He even suspected that the Americans used these two battleships as cannon fodder.

"The American fleet was also annihilated. I heard that the entire fleet was severely damaged by German torpedoes. After the Americans surrendered, the German fleet sank all the American warships. The German fleet has approached Boston, USA."

"This bunch of trash!" Hearing that the American fleet was also annihilated, Stalin cursed fiercely. "Why don't these stupid Americans learn their lesson?!"

At this time, the attack aircraft formation of the German fleet attacked Boston wantonly. When the third wave of attack aircraft formation returned, the fleet had sailed to the sea more than 40 kilometers away from Boston.

"Battleships are ready to fire. We will be the first fleet to bombard the US mainland in half a century!" The geographical location of the United States has unique conditions. After its founding, except for the Civil War, its mainland has never been invaded by foreign enemies. At this moment, they broke this barrier again and set up cannons at the door of the Americans.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The 36 406mm naval guns on the four battleships roared deafeningly. Although there was no accuracy at this distance, they only needed to fire the shells into Boston. There was no need for a specific target. Three waves of attack aircraft had destroyed most of the iconic buildings in Boston. At this moment, the whole city was filled with smoke and flames. It was even more difficult to aim at the target.

The first round of shells fell near the Boston naval port. The large and small warships in the port had already left the port and moved. The entire port was empty. Only a battalion of soldiers was shivering in the air-raid shelter of the naval port.

Several shells fell not far from the air-raid shelter. The earth-shaking explosion was still clearly audible in the air-raid shelter dozens of meters underground. Then the whole air-raid shelter trembled wildly, and the steel frame structure supporting the air-raid shelter made a creepy metal twisting sound, as if it would break at any time.

The second round of shells fell closer. Along with the explosion, more than a dozen electric lights on the ceiling of the air-raid shelter were shattered at the same time, and the entire air-raid shelter fell into darkness. In the darkness, all senses and perceptions will be infinitely magnified, and negative emotions are even more so. The people in the air-raid shelter only felt that every shell outside would fall on their heads and explode.

"Oh my God! We are trapped here to death!" I don't know which soldier couldn't bear this terrible pressure and suddenly screamed hysterically. He ran to the entrance of the air-raid shelter like crazy, but in this dark environment, before he ran two steps, he was tripped by others and fell to the ground in embarrassment, shouting even more crazily. "I don't want to die here! I don't want to be a soldier! I want to go home!"

"Shut up! Bastard!" The battalion commander's nerves were also tense. After being yelled by this guy, a nameless fire rose in his heart, and he scolded loudly.

The soldier was still screaming heartbreakingly, and had long thrown away his awe of the superiors, and even cursed crazily.

Snap!

At this time, I don't know who lit the lighter, and the small flame instantly illuminated the surroundings. At this time, many people remembered that they still had lighters in their pockets, and they took them out to light them, barely dispelling the terrible darkness.

A very strong soldier picked up the soldier who was still crying and screaming on the ground, and punched him hard in the stomach, making him bend like a shrimp and instantly stop moving. "If you keep making such a sissy noise, I will beat you to death next time!"

"Hey, Bison, don't beat him to death!" This guy is the strongest man in the whole battalion. No one can beat him in boxing on weekdays, so he got the nickname "Bison".

Bison smiled. "Don't worry, battalion commander, I only used 10% of my strength, I can't kill him."

At this time, the explosion sound on the ground gradually faded away, and the air-raid shelter stopped shaking, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The German fleet's artillery fire gradually extended forward, and shells fell into the city; the fourth wave of attack aircraft formations also flew over Boston. In the previous three waves of attacks, they destroyed most of the military bases, industrial areas, and landmark buildings in Boston; they could no longer find any important targets, so they could only find some tall-looking buildings to dive down and drop bombs.

On the flagship of the German fleet, the fleet commander was drinking coffee leisurely. "It seems that these Americans are determined to be turtles?"

"Stop the shelling, take back the attack aircraft formation and return." The cannon itself, as a special mechanical equipment, must have a lifespan. Generally speaking, the life of the main gun refers to the degree of wear of the rifling. After the rifling is damaged, it can still fire, but the accuracy is greatly affected and it is more difficult to hit. The navy will not allow this to happen, so the life of naval guns is generally marked as shorter. The life of their 406mm naval guns does not exceed 300 rounds, so he does not want to consume the life of the naval guns on these insignificant targets.