Chapter 169 Tribute

In the South China Sea, a warship with bullet marks and most of the strange buildings have been destroyed is burning, and hundreds of water on the deck is fighting the fire. If it weren't for the unique three turrets, perhaps no one could recognize it. This is the beautiful Jingyuan, but it is indeed the battlecruiser Jingyuan.

After nearly two hours of naval battle, the Jingyuan has suffered great damage at this time. Despite many water injections to keep flattening, the warship is still tilted 5 degrees. However, despite this, Jingyuan is still sailing towards Sanduao. Finally, the fire is extinguished, exhausted and scarred. The sailors, as usual, began to roll the roll when they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ma Junqun!"

"Ma Junqun!"

No one responded!

"Wang Wanjie! Wang Wanjie..."

When names are pronounced one after another, almost every time five or six names are pronounced, only one person responds. Why didn't they respond? In the naval battle, some people lost their lives, and some people are losing their lives.

Suddenly, I don't know who cried first.

Then the crying echoed on the deck of the Jingyuan. At this time, they didn't even feel a trace of happiness, just endless sadness, their dead comrades-in-arms, and perhaps a hard-won victory.

We won, but there was no joy of victory, and tears slid down the officers and soldiers' cheeks.

At this time, on the Zhiyuan, the officers and soldiers looked at the face of Jingyuan. Their expressions were a little complicated, and the expressions of sadness and envy flashed on their faces. They looked at the oil leakage during the voyage of the Jingyuan, looked at the armor plate of the Jingyuan falling off and looked at Jingyuan. Everyone can imagine that Jingyuan. What did Jingyuan experience? What kind of gunfire did Jingyuan survive tenaciously?

In the lower cabin of Jingyuan, hundreds of Jingyuan and the sailors coming from Zhiyuan are doing everything possible to rescue the warship. At the crack of the steel plate on the front of the ship, the sailors blocked it with a large canvas, but it still could not block the water. The sailors took great danger and tried their best to top it with wooden poles. It, but the sea is still constantly seeping in, just like a leaking dam.

At this time, Jingyuan can no longer withstand the water in any cabin, and the water in any cabin may sink Jingyuan.

At 7:25, an officer rushed to the bridge.

"Where is the captain?"

"In the command tower, what's the matter?"

The officer ignored the problems of his colleagues, but walked into the command tower in a panic and shouted.

"Report, sir!"

"Well, say it!"

"There is water in the officer's office. Sir, if we drive at our current speed, those holes that are temporarily blocked will pour in a lot of seawater!"

"C close the waterproof door!"

Tang Tingguang immediately ordered.

But the officer still didn't leave. It can be seen from his emblem that he was an officer sent by Zhiyuan.

"What else!"

"I think, sir, we should plug the leak pad into the loophole!"

"Well, that's it... Well, just do it and order the warship to stop moving forward!"

In the bottom cabin of the Jingyuan ship, except for the narrow beam of light emitted by the hand-held work lamp, it was dark. I only heard the impact of the sea back and forth, and I only saw the reflection of the hand-held work lamp shaking back and forth. In the haze, you can see a member wearing a diving suit quickly diving into the rolling water without revealing the water for several seconds.

A sailor is connecting an emergency cable not far away. After a while, the lighting in the cabin was restored. After the electric light was turned on again, it could be clearly seen that the shell steel plate was surprisingly twisted, and the sea water flowed turbulent into the cabin from the curled breach. When the diver came out of the water, the pump began to pump water, and blood was flowing down his injured shoulder. He stepped over the watertight door that he opened, then closed it again, and reported the situation to the officer who returned to the dark side wall to hang up the phone.

When these watertight doors were opened, the sea water pouring in from the breach flowed out with the shaking of the warship over the threshold of the watertight door. A damage management team was supporting the bulkhead there, and the officer had to gesture to them to pause, because the sound was too loud, which seriously interfered with the teleactive call.

At this time, in the chart room of the Jingyuan, Tang Tingguang was listening to the officer's telephone report.

"Well, yes, it's good."

He answered repeatedly.

After hanging up the phone, he turned to Yang Shuguang and the staff officers gathered there.

"Although the damage management team believes that the damage cannot be repaired, after the rubber leak-proof pad is stuffed, we can maintain a speed of 15 knots without considering the waves, and we can fully support it to Sandu Australia."

Finally, this is the first good news. Listening to the news, everyone will breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay, now you can breathe a sigh of relief!"

Tang Tingguang, who breathed a long sigh of relief, looked happy and gloomy at the same time, and then his tone seemed a little heavy.

"Prepare for the burial of the fallen officers and soldiers!"

Deng Haohong, who was injured in the leg, did not rest in the officer's cabin that the captain cleaned up for him according to the requirements of the military doctor. After the military doctor carefully examined the wound for him and sutured the wound in his leg. Deng Haohong left the operating room. He never thought that he could survive.

At least when he woke up in the medical room of Jingyuan, he did not expect that he could survive. Originally, after the warship was sunk, he thought he would sink into the sea with the warship, but when he finally woke up, he found that he had been rescued.

"The breach of the bow water line has expanded again?"

"Team three, immediately adjust a water pump from the back to the bow!"

When he was passing through the cabin, he could clearly see the damage management soldiers running back and forth, and they were doing everything they could to rescue the warship.

"Director Deng!"

"Your officer!"

"Good, sir!"

Almost everyone, when they saw this officer with the rank of lieutenant and the left arm with the emblem of the Hairong, the sailors would pay attention and say hello, and even the wounded would force themselves to sit up and salute him.

The last collision of the Hairong was engraved in everyone's mind. In their opinion, the Hairong is a hero, Deng Haohong is a hero, and every officer and soldier on the Hairong is a hero.

"Your officer!"

Suddenly, a familiar shout came to Deng Haohong's ears. He followed the sound. It was Yu Qian. He was the third gunner of the Hairong. He was the first subordinate Deng Haohong met after he woke up.

"You, you..."

Deng Haohong held Yu Qian's arm tightly and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Live, just live!"

Squeaking, Deng Haohong's voice seemed a little heavy. To some extent, he hoped that he would die. If he could die with Hairong in that naval battle, he would die. That's his own warship. As a captain, he should... "Captain, 78 people on our ship survived. 78!"

Yu Qian's voice was crying. Although he was sad, he didn't have any complaints when he looked at the officer. Hairong died in his place. Everyone said so. On the Jingyuan, everyone who saw the officers and soldiers of Hairong would raise their fingers.

Thanks to Hairong! They all said so.

The "little brother" who used to be difficult for anyone to care about has become a real hero and a warrior.

"They are all there!"

Deng Haohong asked urgently that he still had 78 brothers alive!

"Sir, they are there,"

Yu Qian pointed to the officer's restaurant not far away, which was the officer's restaurant specially left for them by Jingyuan. Every officer and soldier of Hairong enjoyed the treatment of senior officers.

"Your officer, it's your officer!"

"Captain, the captain is still alive!"

When Deng Haohong's figure appeared by the watertight door of the officer's restaurant, the cushioned restaurant immediately boiled up, and all the sailors and officers who could stand up stood up.

They looked at the officer with excitement. Although many people said that there seemed to be a captain among the people rescued by Jingyuan, when they didn't see the captain, they just thought it was a rumor. At this time, after seeing the captain, it was like a child who lost his father found his father. Their voices were excited, and they were also With a trace of crying.

"Captain, boiler team, it's all...it's all over..."

A cry suddenly sounded. None of the sailors of the boiler team survived. What about the damage to the management team? Deng Haohong looked around at the surviving brothers, and he didn't even find the officers of the damage management team.

Tears slipped from Deng Haohong's eyes again. This was his second cry today. The first time was that the warship was sunk. When he gave the order to abandon the ship, he cried, which was crying as he wanted.

And now? But it's for his brothers! For the brothers on the Hays.

The cry sounded, and there was a loud cry.

My brother! Everyone who survived hugged his comrades-in-arms and cried. Today, too many of their brothers and their comrades-in-arms passed away.

"Blood sprinkled on the sea!"

Suddenly, a roar roared from Deng Haohong's voice, and he still had tears on his face, staring at his subordinates.

"The glory of our generation!"

The same roar roared in the voices of 78 surviving officers and soldiers of the Hayong. This was the slogan of the navy. When answering the officer, all those who could stand up stood upright at the same time, and their faces were full of determination.

"Billions of people, compatriots, middle school, selection, brave, soldiers..."

After a shout, there was a slight and intermittent song on a cushion in the corner of the restaurant. The voice was hoarse. The sailors in the officer's restaurant cast their eyes to the brother who was covered with gauze in the corner. It was a seriously injured brother, "Fuck, ride the battle, ship, rush to the enemy,"

The song first sang from the voices of the brothers who hid on the cushion, and then the song began to converge in everyone's voices.

"... The send-off person shook hands speechlessly with the departing person. There were cold stars on the top of the mast in the middle of the night. We... sailors, go on an expedition today! On an expedition! On an expedition! Until the loyal soul floats all over the ocean, until the empire is majestic, until the sea is in trouble, until..."

Singing the military song, tears couldn't help falling from Deng Haohong's eyes. Especially when he sang "until the loyal soul floated all over the ocean", he seemed to see that the sea and Shanghai were still sailing, and the loyal soul was still building a warship and guarding China's sea border.

It has been 65 years. In the past 65 years, the Chinese navy has never won a battle. This is a victory. Every officer and soldier won the battle with their will, and won the battle with the determination and will to persevere until the loyal soul is full of the ocean.

At this time, an officer came in quietly.

"Captain Deng, Captain Tang, please go to the deck!"

"Deck!"

"Yes, a sea burial was held for the fallen officers and soldiers at the stern of the ship, among which,"

After a moment of silence, the officer said.

"There are 13 brothers on the sea horn!"

Although his voice was not loud, the officers and soldiers in the officer's cafeteria still heard it. They could stand up and put on their whole army uniforms. Without saying a word, they began to help their brothers who could move, and followed the captain to the deck.

On the starboard deck of the scorched black stern, there was no noise. The sailors stood in several rows on the stern of the ship. Twenty-one sailors with guns stood on the side of the ship, and the corpses wrapped in white cloth on the deck were neatly arranged. With each gunshot, in the sound of gunfire and the sound of the lights, three bodies slipped with the salute. Enter the sea.

Sea burial is the noble honor of the country to the dead naval martyrs, but at this time, the atmosphere here seems a little heavy, and everyone stands there quietly.

"Read!"

"Frease your gun!"

"Fire a gun!"

Gunshot!

Salute!

Although the whole process seems extremely solemn, no one wants to see the bodies of their comrades-in-arms sent to the sea and sent to the war they have fought.

"They died bravely!"

"But,..."

The silent conversation sounded among the sailors, and the sailors bowed their heads again. For the naval officers and soldiers, the sea was their destination.

"Sergeant Wu Mingzuo, Private Liang Qicheng, Song Ziqiu Private..."

Listening to this familiar name, as their captain, Deng Haohong took a step forward. Despite the severe pain from the injured leg, he still walked forward.

"Psalute!"

He slowly raised his right hand and watched the corpse covered with the national flag slide into the sea. He closed his eyes. If he could choose, he would rather go back to the sea with them.

"He is still alive!"

Tang Tingguang in the stern fire exploration tower looked at Deng Haohong, who had changed into a dress, and sighed in the bottom of his heart. It's good to be alive.

Time passed by minute by second, and the light on the sea gradually changed. Near noon, the sun became brighter and brighter, but looking around under the escort of Zhiyuan, the Jingyuan was moving forward alone and slowly, quiet and terrible around, until a ball of smoke rose in the distance, and slowly a cargo ship appeared. In the sight of the looker.

"Look, it's Jingyuan!"

On the cargo ship with the British flag, with the shouts of a crew member, all the crew rushed to the port. They looked at Jingyuan. At this time, the bullet-studed Jingyuan was like a lonely beast on the sea. Although it was full of scars, it was still sailing on the sea.

Everyone, looking at the Jingyuan, was stunned in an instant. The British crew on the cargo ship felt that their hearts were deeply shocked. This once majestic and powerful warship was devastated at this moment. The front bridge collapsed, leaving only a pile of black ruins from a distance. On the front deck, the huge main turret was still there, but the armor-piercing shell left a big hole in its thick armor, and the surrounding deck could not withstand the gun. The huge power of the bullet explosion, and holes of different sizes and shapes can be seen everywhere.

The Royal Navy Flag at the head of the ship is still fluttering in the wind, but it is so close to the sea that it can't help but worry about how long it can float on the sea... The most sad thing on this warship is the No. 3 turret at the stern. The beautiful main turret was damaged in the battle. It is said that this warship sent The shells left a shocking "scar" on the turret, where the wide steel plate was twisted outward like a thin iron sheet. The appearance of the two turrets was quite complete, but the three thick and straight turrets hung lifelessly at different angles.

There are also the two towering chimneys in the middle of the warship, which are still standing unyielding at this time, but large and small holes can be seen everywhere on the chimney wall.

Although the British sailors on the cargo ship did not witness the wonderful scenes in the thrilling naval battle with great disparity in strength, they still deeply felt the grandeur and thrill of the war through the traces left by these battles.

Everyone can't help but have mixed feelings when they witness Jingyuan.

"They should be proud of themselves!"

I don't know when, the captain in a slightly shabby sailor's uniform stood on the side and said to the first mate beside him.

"Captain..."

The first mate opened his mouth and looked at the warship that seemed to be full of scars but still revealed the smell of giant beasts on the sea. After a long silence, he said.

"No, navies all over the world will be proud of them!"

Then he was silent for a while, and then said excitedly.

"After this naval battle, the Chinese navy has become a force that cannot be ignored in the world's maritime forces, not only because of the Zhiyuan ship, but also because of their courage. With their courage and will, they have told the world that any country has tried to knock his door from the sea. It's over!"

"Maybe they!"

The first deputy pointed to the Jingyuan, which was getting closer and closer. As Jingyuan got closer and closer, he looked at the Jingyuan who fought tenaciously in the rain of bullets until he won, he continued to say.

"They will be proud of this battle in their lives, and they will be proud of their service on this warship, really!"

The first mate looked at Jingyuan on the sea with an indescribable expression on his face.

"Even, we will be proud to see the Jingyuan at this time!"

"It's our honor!"

The elderly captain said affirmatively, and then he ordered to the first mate.

"We should pay tribute to this group of real sea warriors with the highest respect!"

After a moment of meditation, the captain looked at Jingyuan and said.

"Speal the flag, pay tribute to the never-sinkable Jingyuan!"

(to be continued)