Chapter 8 Must bear

"This day, the whole world is once again attracted by another fleet!"

On October 15, 1904, the Second Pacific Fleet, adapted from the Baltic Fleet of the Russian Empire, departed from Liva and went to the Far East. In the attention of the world, the fleet refused to pass through the Cape of Good Hope and continued to "go to the Far East" along the coast of Africa along the French colonies. During the journey of "death".

On February 8, 1905, another fleet, a fleet of Asian countries, attracted the attention of the world as soon as it left the port. Compared with the Russian Second Pacific Fleet, which was composed of 38 warships and 14,000 sailors, the size of this fleet was far inferior to it, but the world's two ships The "small fleet" of second-class battleships, five cruisers, three training ships and one coal carrier is almost as concerned as the joint fleet that was being renovated in the dock under the command of Dongxiang at that time.

On February 18, the sea south of Singapore was covered with thick clouds, and the sea surface was violently undulating under the strong wind. The huge waves flew a few meters, and from time to time, waves hit the deck of the warship. It was raining heavily in the sky, and the weather conditions were very bad. At this time, the two "Zhenhai" and "Dinghai" battleships were struggling in the stormy waves. A big wave rushed in, the warship shook, and the sailors on the deck swayed around. Staggering and falling.

For this sea area, the officers and soldiers on the ship are not strange. After all, this is the sea area where they train at night, but this time it is different from the past training. They go to fight, at least to prepare for battle, and the South China Sea seems to be testing this group of Chinese sailors, the Chinese Imperial Navy led by Zhenhai. As soon as the fleet entered the South China Sea, it ushered in the stormy waves in the South China Sea.

Despite the rough waves of more than 6 meters above sea, the fleet did not sail into the port to avoid the wind and waves. It was not that they did not want to. The British, French, Americans and Siam refused to enter the port to shelter the wind. In this case, the task force fleet could only compete with nature in this turbulent area.

The surges on the sea are like hills one after another. The ships fluctuate back and forth in the surge, swaying left and right, closing the narrow cabin of portholes. With the roar of the machine and the rise of temperature, the feeling of seasickness enriches everyone's nerves.

Since the fleet entered the wave area, there have been bursts of vomiting in the cabin. Although the sailors have already adapted to life at sea, seasickness and vomiting in the wolf wave area are still inevitable.

"Sgt. Chen, go down to the cabin to check the situation of those trainees."

Standing in the middle of the bridge, the wall light grabbed the windbreak and stabilized himself and said to the first mate beside him.

"Natural sailors don't get seasick!"

It's just a joke. Every sailor who is not seasick should start with seasickness. Seasickness is the first lesson for sailors! I just fainted, and I won't faint again in the future! The so-called no more seasickness is not really not seasickness, but even if you spit it out, it still does not hinder the battle!

Chen Jielin, who received the order, got up and left. Each cabin checked and asked the seasick trainee to drink water quickly. As sailors, they all knew that after seasickness, they first spit water and food, then began to spit stomach juice and bile, and then spit blood until the body ** and led to a coma. So we have to let them drink something.

At this time, the dirty air in the ship suddenly filled the whole cabin. The original shaved heads and lively trainees in the cabin were already sallow and vomiting. There was nothing they could do. The old sailors had to fill the water cup with water and distribute it to their hands. The military order forced them to drink water to resist the vomiting of seasickness.

These trainee officers are the hope of the navy. Maybe they will become captains of destroyers or even cruisers in six or seven years. The future Chinese navy will be supported by these young people.

"Sign a signal! Send a battle alert! The captains check the preparation time!"

Liu Guanxiong's expressionless command in the bridge of the battleship "Zhenhai".

For the Guards Fleet, the Storm is not a training stop, but a assembly!

When it comes to hard work, I'm afraid that the hardest sailors in the world are the sailors of the Chinese navy. Since the change of the fleet, dozens of strong sailors have died in training positions because of overtraining. The death of sailors will not cause the Chinese fleet to stop high-intensity training without rest.

Chinese sailors have no time to rest!

Ding bell - battle alarm, battle alarm, battle order from the horn.

The rumbling deck is full of running sounds. Only on the sea can you feel the power of the sea breeze. The ship swayed in the sea, and the wind on the deck could hardly stand. The wind rope was pulled from front to back, and the windbreak was pulled on the deck, otherwise it seemed to fall into the sea.

The sallow-faced sailor in a raincoat barely walked on the deck in the wind and waves, pulling the windbreaker in one hand and rushing to his gun position. The gun position outside the ship was not as good as inside the ship. If you run in such a big wave, you will fall into the sea if you don't pay attention.

The alarm is an order. Even if you die, you will die in your post. Every sailor has received such training.

"Cid soldier! Stand up! This is your position! If you die, you will die at your post!"

Wearing a sailor's uniform, the transparent gun captain watched his third hand collapse on the gun position, and shouted harshly that any sailor needs to pass this level. As long as he passes this level, he can become a real sailor.

In the turret of the "Dinghai" warship, the gunners, who are either sallow or pale, are repeating the loading action with the commander's command. The electric lifting machine launches a squeaky operation from time to time, sending training bullets and training cannons from the ammunition depot under the waterline to the turret, while the gunners strictly follow the requirements of the specifications. Really training.

loaded! The medicine bag! Fire cake! Fire tube! The gunners are very skilled in their movements. Although they have only trained for a few months, they have reached the speed requirement of 15 seconds of ammunition preparation required on the training outline at this time. The strict training makes them have master the work of this new type of artillery. As soon as the gunners complete the loading, the aiming hand immediately Starting to aim at the "target" three nautical miles away, it was the cruiser Haysong.

"Cannon No. 1!"

"No. 2 gun!"

"It's over!"

With the gunners' answers, the officer wearing headphones picked up the microphone in the turret.

"A turret is ready for ammunition!"

In the bridge, Cheng Biguang pressed the stopwatch with his hand and watched the green lights on. When each row of green lights turned on, he nodded with satisfaction, "Cuck!"

Pulling the windbreaker, he pressed the stopwatch casually after receiving the last "bullet preparation" report, with a rare smile on his face. Both the main gun and the secondary gun reached the speed of shooting in 25 seconds.

"Report to the captain, the flagship sends a signal to release the preparation!"

"Remease the war! Two seconds out of time! Order the officers and soldiers to return to the cabin for review! If they are on the battlefield, they are already the dead souls under the enemy's cannon!"

The smile at the corners of his mouth was fleeting, and Cheng Biguang said coldly that he could never be satisfied as an officer!

"Bell, bell, bell, bell. Remove the battle alarm, lift the battle alarm, and enter the third level of preparation.

The ringing of the bell and the subsequent orders made the sailors who were holding their bodies relaxed for a while. The lifting of the battle alarm meant that they could go back to the cabin to rest.

"Second soldier! You don't have to be worth it. Have a good rest first, and you will be on duty longer in the future.

The gunner looked at the sallow-faced gunner. He did not see the previous severity on his face, but said in a pleasant voice.

"Report, sir! I can still hold on!"

The appearance of the sailor has shown that his physical strength has been seriously overdrawn, but he is still tough.

The sailor's answer made the gunner smile.

"Second soldier, go back and have a rest! A good soldier should not only be good at fighting, but also good at rest!"

Zhao Shiqi, who came out of the No. 1 main turret, was completely paralyzed into the cabin. His face was pale and he felt as if he was about to die. The noise was dry and sweaty. He spit out his mouth again. This time, there was even blood in his bile. The taste is like all the internal organs are activated, and you have to concentrate your strength to spray them out of your mouth.

He only felt that the world was spinning, and it was not until now that he really felt why the navy was suffering. Since he got on the ship, although he has been a trainee officer, he must also train with those sailors, and they must master everything in the shortest time.

The warship was like an unruly horse, shaking its head and wagging its tail as if to throw him down, lying up and down on the cabin. The once bright eyes on his pale face did not have a trace of brilliance, and the beating of his heart seemed a little weak. I don't know whether it was because of vomiting or pain. A few tears flowed out of his eyes. He wanted to stand up, but his legs were weak, but he couldn't stand up.

The light in the eyes without a trace of expression dissipated more and more with the weakness of the heartbeat.

"Cid soldier! Get up!"

"Stand up! You are a Chinese naval officer, and you have to provoke the backbone of the Chinese navy..."

"Li Zheng! Tell me why you came to apply for the navy!"

"Report, sir, defend my territory!"

"Shut up!"

"Guard my sea!"

... The scenes that used to be on the training ground of the Marine Academy kept appearing in his mind, and he vaguely seemed to remember his vows again.

"I am a Chinese naval officer. I want to provoke the backbone of the Chinese navy. I will never give up, never..."

Finally, he clenched his teeth and stood up with the bulkhead. At the moment of standing up, several figures flashed in his blurred sight. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the blurred vision became more blurred, and his whole body fell down again. This time, unlike last time, he fell down straight down, like He fell down like a soldier.

"I'm a Chinese naval officer, I want to..."

He fell on the cabin and still muttered his vows.

A few minutes, on the "Zhenhai" bridge, Liu Guanxiong, who received the report, was stunned at first, and finally shook his head and sighed. Looking at the waves on the sea, he didn't say anything, but muttered in his heart.

"Death is inevitable!"

As a soldier, he knows what the soldier must bear and the army must bear death!

(to be continued)