1275psi
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14 Aug 20 miles south of the northern tip of Palawan island, Phillipines 0300 hours Lt Ito, Commander of the E class Fumizuki, is a bare 22 years of age. Barely begun shaving, if he would care to admit it. But old enough to do this, almost too old in fact. Youth, it must be admitted, does breed a certain barvado. "Full ahead all!" The helmsman , himself barely 16, grins. Ito's enthusiasm is infectious. "Full ahead all!", he cries, and the telegraphs clang to the bottom of their travel The little ship begins to tremble To Fumizuki's flank, 4 other E class ships are spreading out, 500 yards apart, bones between their teeth, sterns boiling, the phosphorous glowing. The night is bright, a full moon, the sea calm.......visibility superb. At 20000 yards , the enemy are visible.............grey hulking shapes.............a line of battle. A line of battle. Nevada, Arizona, Idaho, new mexico, the elderly Arkanas.............and 4 destroyers. Ito strides to the binnacle, grips his sword. This will be short, surely.......short but glorious. 18000 yards..............the sea hisses past, the gun crews stand, or crouch, at their stations, frozen. Line of battle...........imperious...............how in the hell have they not seen them yet? There is almost a sense of relief when the great line erupts into fire, a ripple down its length. "Port ten"...........zig zag, for as long as I can............... Shrieking frieght trains overhead............too long..... "Stbd ten' Thudding bangs 50 yards to port............ah, they have the range............. 'permission to open fire sir" Lt Toyoda............20 years of age Yes, and why not...........I have been so focused on the fish I have forgotten my pea shooters....... "Approved" 15000 yards.........and E Yasoshima busts into flames........... And now they are entering a veritable forest of water spouts...........shrapnel rattles, a man cries in pain They remain unhit.............. 10000 yards..............and the enemy fire seems to lesson, honing in on the Yukaze...........burning brightly 100 yards ahead of them . Stbd 20.............I will use her as cover............. 8000 yards............and Toyoda cries."We are hitting them!" yes, by the gods.we are.............."I have hit a battleship!"..........a battleship with my pidddling boat! Torpedo range???..........yes, by gods, yes! "hard to port!...............fire fish!............... The noise is overwhelming......insane...........but still relatively harmless They peel away from the slowing Yukaze............the poor barsted glowing red from end to end, her uppers a shambles, the enemy shells still pouring into her, past the almost awash Yasoshima........... And to life. They have lived 2 E class sunk No fish hits on the battlewagons...........but a healthy supply of shells expended. As Ito leads the 2 other surving ships towards manilla, he cannot feel but sorry for the Gunnery officers of those battlewagons. And hope they meet the Yamato some day.
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