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Chapter 293 Night Attack

The coalition's previously unfavorable landing ship assault tactics suffered a heavy blow in Pensacola, because outside this bay lies an alluvial sandbar that stretches for hundreds of kilometers, guarding the entire Pensacola Bay like a breakwater.

Along the coast, landing ships can only enter through a narrow passage only one kilometer wide, and the famous Pickens Fort is to the east of this passage.

It's not even a problem. The huge fleet has enough strength to level the fortress within a few hours. The real trouble lies in the fact that there is a newly built fortress outside Pensacola, equipped with six guns and the best Sansan in the US military.

The zero-millimeter cannon can directly hit the narrow channel north of the sandbar. Even if the coalition warships destroy the Pickens Fortress, the landing ship will still be unable to enter Pensacola Bay unless the fortress is destroyed, and it will also be impossible to land.

However, due to the obstruction of the sandbank and the problem of coastal water depth, except for the five Princess Astraas-class armored cruisers in the coalition fleet, even the Frederick III-class cannot sail without risking stranding.

Hitting the main gun shells at this fortress means that the entire fleet has seven battleships and dozens of cruisers, but in the end only five can be used.

"This is not possible. The attack distance is more than fourteen kilometers. Even if the artillery shells hit there, they will not be able to penetrate the reinforced concrete fortress. Moreover, at such a long distance, the accuracy of the artillery attack will also be greatly reduced. If we really attack, I am afraid we will not be able to use up the artillery shells.

How useful it is." Lin Taizeng said looking at the fortress in Pensacola far away.

He was telling the truth. This kind of newly built fortress is much stronger than the ancient castles left over from the Civil War or even the American-British War. It is even as good as the main armor of a battleship. If you want to penetrate such protection, you can only get closer to ten

About 10 kilometers, which is obviously not possible, because the sandbar is ten kilometers away from Pensacola Fort.

"In this case, why don't we change a place? Our goal is just to find a fulcrum to attack Atlanta. There is no need to limit it to Florida. If we talk about the port, Mobile is far more suitable than Pensacola." Till

Pitts said.

It should be said that this is a good proposal. The water depth in Pensacola Bay is relatively shallow, and it is dangerous for even battleships to enter. Mobile Bay does not have so much trouble. The water in the channel is deeper, and even battleships can sail to the port. In fact,

In later generations, the most important seaport in this area was Mobile. For defense there, there was only one brigade of the US Army, two coastal defense forts, and one brigade of the Alabama National Guard. This strength was obviously far weaker than that of Pensacola.

Much more.

But this must be done with the consent of Emperor Yang, because he is currently colluding with the Texas Congress, preparing to encourage Texas to become independent, and then let Texas come forward to encourage Louisiana, Mississippi and Alabama.

The states were working together to reorganize the Confederacy and were in the process of bargaining. If they attacked Mobile, it could easily affect his work.

"It's okay, let them fight, and hit them hard! Don't worry about other messy things." After receiving the telegram from Severa, Little Maoqi hurried to find Emperor Yang, who was fishing on his yacht.

He waved his hand casually. He is now in need of someone to scare the monkeys! Give the Gulf Coast states a warning. If they don't become independent, it will be their turn next. This will be more beneficial to his work.

After getting Emperor Yang's consent, the huge coalition fleet immediately turned around and headed south, as if to retreat. Seeing this scene, the U.S. military in Pensacola immediately cheered. In their view, the enemy was being attacked.

They were scared back. Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that the fleet stopped after sailing fifty kilometers away. After dark, they immediately turned around and headed north again by moonlight to go straight to Mobile. The two cities were not far apart in a straight line.

After dozens of kilometers, we arrived before midnight.

Fort Morgan, the garrison commander Lieutenant Colonel Steve was sitting on the top of the fortress, leisurely listening to the songs played on the gramophone, looking at the sparkling sea under the moonlight, and lying on the lounge chair next to his new acquaintance

My girlfriend, Mrs. Grant, is a wealthy widow. If I take her down, I can save thirty years of hard work. This beauty who is only in her early thirties can be said to be as delicious as a ripe peach. Her husband

Colonel Grant died on the battlefield in Cuba. In addition to leaving her a large pension, he also left behind a huge cotton plantation. Thanks to Monsanto's pesticides, it has had good harvests for many years, and its annual income exceeds

One hundred thousand dollars.

This fort at Mobile Point and Fort Gains on Dauphin Island across the way share the important task of guarding Mobile Bay, but there is definitely no need to think about those troublesome things tonight. News just came from Pensacola

, the coalition fleet had given up on their tight defense and retreated back to Cuba. Since you can have a good sleep tonight, of course it is best to hug the widow next to you.

"Margaret, look at how beautiful the moonlight is today, why don't we toast to this beautiful night together?" he said, raising the red wine on the table next to him.

The beauty next to him smiled and picked up the wine glass, touched it lightly with him and drank it all in one gulp. The two drank and chatted and quickly drank the entire bottle of wine. On a summer night, they were blowing the cool breeze while facing the sea.

In the sea breeze, a lonely man and a woman were stimulated by alcohol again. It was difficult not to think of anything happening. It didn't take long for Mrs. Grant's eyes to become blurred, and then she gently raised her finger at Steve. The guy was obviously erect.

The tent immediately rushed towards them, and a pair of dissatisfied women were not interested in any prelude at this time. They took off their clothes as quickly as possible and entangled themselves in contented moans.

Lieutenant Colonel Steve was obviously no match for the widow at this age. He was sweating profusely and reached the critical point in less than ten minutes.

"Ah! It's out!" This guy raised his head and faced the sea, and let out a very happy roar. Mrs. Grant below him clamped his body tightly, closed her eyes and grabbed his back with both hands, sharply

She screamed and waited for the long-lost feeling, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that the things inside softened as quickly as possible.

But, where is the burning feeling that I have longed for?

"Asshole, what are you doing!" The shaken widow opened her eyes fiercely like a furious lioness, and roared angrily at the man in front of her, but then she froze, because the hair on her body

Lieutenant Colonel Steve maintained his galloping posture, raised his head, stared into the distance with wide eyes and an incredible look, and opened his mouth like a toad catching bugs.

Mrs. Grant turned her head in confusion. On the sea under the moonlight, countless giant iron-clad ships were emerging from the stars in the night.

"Ah!" Mrs. Grant's frightened scream made Lieutenant Colonel Steve wake up instantly. He left her body as quickly as possible, grabbed his clothes and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Enemy attack, sound the battle alarm!"

The shrill battle sirens suddenly sounded in the silence, and the entire fortress immediately fell into chaos. At the same time, the battle sirens on Gainsbourg opposite also sounded. Countless soldiers were awakened from their sleep and stumbled out of the barracks holding their clothes.

, while dressing and running to their respective posts. Before they could fully wake up, the roar of large-caliber artillery shells piercing the night sky had already arrived, and then a sky-shattering explosion sounded in Fort Morgan, and the people who were blown away in the dazzling firelight

Debris from the building is clearly visible.

The main weapons of this fortress are two 330mm cannons, as well as some 240mm cannons. The equipment of Gainsbourg opposite is similar to that here. They are not the focus of defense here, and their firepower configuration cannot compare with that of Peng.

Sakola, and the defense of these two ancient fortresses was a bit behind the times. However, despite being raided, the American soldiers still showed good adaptability. Not long after, in the light of the explosion of artillery shells, the first

Counterattack artillery shells were fired from Fort Morgan.

Tonight is a full moon, and the visibility on the cloudless sea is excellent. You can even see the water column caused by the shell exploding next to a battleship. However, it was in a hurry, and none of the shells fired from the two fortresses hit the target. On the contrary

Because there were so many enemies, even naval guns kept bombarding the two fortresses. It took several minutes for the U.S. military's large-caliber coastal defense artillery to fire a shell. Just when the U.S. artillerymen were preparing to fire again,

More artillery shells fell on the two fortresses, but this time they were not high-explosive bombs or explosive bombs, but white phosphorus incendiary bombs. The two fortresses immediately turned into dazzling torches.

However, this is of little use for a tightly protected fortress, unless poison gas bombs are added. But on an island almost surrounded by water, gas bombs are a waste. Severa is not that stupid, but

Those missed incendiary bombs ignited the surrounding trees, and the blazing fire looked very scary. The fleet at sea was obviously using firelight to indicate the target more clearly. In weather like today, doing so is purely unnecessary, at least

Lieutenant Colonel Steve thinks so.

But unfortunately, within a few minutes he knew that he was wrong. This was not only useful, but also very useful. Just when the second round of US artillery shells flew out, the enemy forces at sea suddenly began to retreat. Although the reversing speed was not fast,

But not long after, it was already very vague on the sea surface. Only when they fired can the outline of the battleship be clearly seen briefly, and as the distance continued to increase, even this outline was not very clear.

But Lieutenant Colonel Steve found with grief and indignation that in the light of incendiary bombs, his Fort Morgan and Fort Gains opposite were as eye-catching as two big lights. (To be continued...)


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