"General, the Saint Istvan and Tegetthoff have been sunk. Viribus Unitis and Prince Eugen are now under encirclement by ten German Capital Ships. They likely will not be able to hold out much longer either."
Admiral Anton Haus nodded, then closed his eyes in pain. Though the battle was still underway, Admiral Anton Haus seemed already to have seen the outcome of this naval battle. They would still be unable to turn the tide, and would ultimately still lose this battle.
Though Admiral Anton Haus believed he had done everything he could and fulfilled all his responsibilities, he was still unwilling to accept such a defeat.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The fierce battle continued, with the Capital Ships of both sides still bombarding one another madly. Capital Ships were struck from time to time, but the Austro-Hungarian Empire Navy's Capital Ships were hit far more often. Moreover, even when the Austro-Hungarian Empire Navy's Capital Ships hit enemy warships, it was difficult for them to inflict severe damage—at most, they caused insignificant minor wounds. But once the German Navy's Capital Ships hit an Austro-Hungarian Empire Navy Capital Ship, it meant grievous damage. The armor of the Austro-Hungarian Empire Navy's Capital Ships simply could not withstand 380mm Shells, much less shells from 410mm Main Guns.
The German Navy Combined Fleet had already seized a firm advantage in this naval battle. Now, they only needed to turn those advantages into results to win the battle.
"General, we have dealt with two Austro-Hungarian Empire Battleships," Lieutenant General Richter Fiers reported.
Admiral Hipper nodded, not particularly pleased. This was only to be expected. If ten formidable Capital Ships could not successfully encircle four trash-like Radetzky-class Battleships, then there would be no point in fighting this battle at all. As things stood, the situation remained highly favorable