Post by arcanopatton on Oct 4, 2005 22:22:28 GMT -5
Off the coast of Greece. February 1905
Admiral Calino looked across the sea to the coast of Greece. It had suffered during the Ottoman occupation, the smoke from the fires the Turks had set blackened out the horizon. He was happy that the capture of Greece had been a bloodless affair but this new affair in Bulgaria troubled him. High Command assured him that the Russians would do their part in the coming battle but the Admiral had reservations. He could hear the booming of guns in the distance. The Russians were advancing. He ordered his ships to open fire and a symphony of fire leapt from the fleet and headed for the Turks. It was a beautiful noise. Small and large guns firing, hammering the Turkish positions. The firing lasted for hours. There had been a brief skirmish between his screens and a smaller Turkish fleet. One of his destroyers had been damaged but two Turkish destroyers had been sent to the bottom. The bombardment lasted for a couple more hours and then he saw to red flares followed by a green flare. The Russians had routed the Turks and the day was won.
Admiral Calino looked across the sea to the coast of Greece. It had suffered during the Ottoman occupation, the smoke from the fires the Turks had set blackened out the horizon. He was happy that the capture of Greece had been a bloodless affair but this new affair in Bulgaria troubled him. High Command assured him that the Russians would do their part in the coming battle but the Admiral had reservations. He could hear the booming of guns in the distance. The Russians were advancing. He ordered his ships to open fire and a symphony of fire leapt from the fleet and headed for the Turks. It was a beautiful noise. Small and large guns firing, hammering the Turkish positions. The firing lasted for hours. There had been a brief skirmish between his screens and a smaller Turkish fleet. One of his destroyers had been damaged but two Turkish destroyers had been sent to the bottom. The bombardment lasted for a couple more hours and then he saw to red flares followed by a green flare. The Russians had routed the Turks and the day was won.
