Boom! Boom! Boom!
One massive gun after another roared, hurling heavy shells viciously toward the distant warships. The shells plunged into the sea, throwing up columns of water that soared into the sky. The entire surface of the ocean seemed to be boiling.
Aboard the battleship Iowa, flagship of the American fleet's 2nd Capital Ship Squadron, Lieutenant General Ingersoll wore a grave expression. The 1st Capital Ship Squadron would arrive in another hour. Yet for them, that hour would be agonizingly difficult to endure. If they suffered excessive losses within that hour, then even when the 1st Capital Ship Squadron arrived, it might be powerless to turn the tide.
No. It's nighttime. Even if the Germans' Radar is exceptionally powerful, they cannot possibly sink all of our massive Capital Ships! If luck is on our side, perhaps we can even make the Germans pay a price they cannot bear! Lieutenant General Ingersoll silently told himself, as though using those thoughts to steel his resolve.
Boom! Boom!
Orange-red flames flashed from the gun muzzles. As shells were hurled out, the outlines of the warships were revealed as well. Although Fire-control Radar provided guidance, it was not particularly precise. Thus, when a warship was illuminated, the opposing sailors could use it as a reference for estimating range.
The sailors on both sides were giving it their all, each wanting to inflict the greatest possible damage upon the other. As a result, this naval battle entered its climax from the very beginning.
"Cease fire. Adjust heading. Elevate the guns by two degrees."
Aboard the battleship Kaiser, the gunnery officer adjusted the direction of fire according to data obtained from the Fire-control Radar.
In daylight, it would not have been difficult for the battleship Kaiser to hit a target fifteen kilometers away. But at