Didn't the USS Samuel B Roberts manage to beat the living crap out of cruiser Chikuma all by herself? The IJN had to scrap the Chikuma shortly afterward due to battle damage sustained during the Battle off Samar.
Didn't the USS Samuel B Roberts manage to beat the living crap out of cruiser Chikuma all by herself? The IJN had to scrap the Chikuma shortly afterward due to battle damage sustained during the Battle off Samar.
The Roberts didn't share Chikuma 's problem of slow rate of fire. For the next 35 minutes, from as close as 5,300 yards (4,800 m), her guns would fire almost the entire supply of 5-inch ammunition on board, over 600 rounds.[31]
Despite the improbability of the seemingly unequal contest, the Chikuma was raked along its entire length. However, unknown to the crew of the Roberts, shortly after the Roberts engaged the Chikuma, the Heermann also aimed her guns at the cruiser, putting her in a deadly crossfire. Chikuma's superstructure was ripped by salvo after salvo of armor-piercing shells, high-explosive shells, anti-aircraft shells, and even star shells that created chemical fires even in metal plates. The bridge of the Chikuma was devastated, fires could be seen along her superstructure, and her number three gun turret was no longer in action.[32]
The Chikuma got mauled by the Sammy. But the main reason is because Chikuma was splitting fire. The IJN made a lot of mistakes during the Battle off Samar. Also the USS Heerman assisted the Sammy B, further distracting the ship. The thing that really hurt the Japanese is that they were firing Armor Piercing shells at the beginning that would literally go straight through a destroyer without detonation.
USS Hoel (DD-533)
Constructed by: Bethlehem Shipbuilding Corporation, San Francisco, California
Class: Fletcher class destroyer
Displacement: 2050 tons
Length: 114.7 meters
Beam: 12.1 meters
Armed with:
5 x 5''(127mm)/38 guns
10 x 40mm AA guns
7 x 20mm AA guns
10 x 21 inch (530mm) torpedo tubes
6 x depth charge projectors
2 x depth charge tracks
USS Hoel was a Fletcher class destroyer in the service of the United States Navy pacific fleet. Most notably, she was assigned to the group known as Taffy 3, a group of 6 escort carriers, 3 destroyers, and 4 destroyer escorts.
Her greatest action was the Battle off Samar, an island in the south pacific. There, as part of taffy 3, she fell in battle after assisting in sinking 3 heavy cruisers, damaging 3 more, and damaging a destroyer and in doing so, turning back the Japanese Center Force which consisted of 4 battleships, 6 heavy cruisers, 2 light cruisers, and 11 destroyers.
To put this into perspective. The Japanese battleship Kongou's total firepower was greater than the entirety of Taffy 3's armaments combined. There were 3 additional similarly capable battleships. Taffy 3 should not have won, their chances of winning were like 0% rounded to the nearest integer. No admiral, no matter how skilled, could possibly win that fight but they did.
Hoel, Johnston, Samuel B Roberts, Gambier Bay, and St Lo perished that day showing more guts and gumption than any engagement in the entire history of the US Navy.
Although, I will point out that at the time, target identification and knowing what was actually sinking was a bit like throwing darts. And the Japanese made it worse, on kinda-sorta purpose.
I assume those are post war figures?
And are we going to be seeing the rest of Taffy 3, and members of the other three support groups?
...And what would Admiral Sprauge's flagship be represented by?
Records aren't really clear who actually sank what. Given that a single battleship of Center Force carried more firepower than the entirety of Taffy 3 and the Japanese had 4 battleships (Yamato, Nagato, Haruna and Kongou)...it's not surprising with all of the secondary guns that each of those ships carried.
And are we going to be seeing the rest of Taffy 3, and members of the other three support groups?
...And what would Admiral Sprauge's flagship be represented by?
There is a possibility, though mostly it'll be the tin cans of Taffy 3.
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Admiral is taking way too long, you think to yourself, fingers drumming idly on your thigh. That's it, I'm tired of waiting! With that thought, you stand up and lean over the Admiral's desk. Surely he's got something interes...Oh. Oh dear. I didn't think they could have that just laying around. Your face flushes as your eyes slip past detailed technical manuals of a Benson class destroyer, only to see a beautiful centerfold shot of the Iowa, firing her massive 16" guns broadside at a target. Your cheeks, already flush, turn outright crimson as your eyes catch on a photo of 'The Big E' in all her glory, with a full load of planes waiting to launch. S-So l-lewd, Admiral.
After another few minutes of gawking at the sheer audacity, I am most certainly not gazing lustily like some hussy on shore leave no, sir, of the Admiral's decadent ways, you shake your head and slap your cheeks. You turn around and run face first into wall of white.
"Oof, hey watch..." Your protest dies on your lips as your eyes track up, He's tall holy. A golden star with two stripes rest on the man's epaulettes and your hand reflexively comes in a salute, "A-Admiral, sir! DD-557, USS Johnston, reporting for duty!"
"At ease, miss." His low voice rumbles a bit, it's kind of raspy, but not unkind. Salt and pepper hair, a scar on his right cheek, deep blue eyes, and an overall weathered appearance lend him an air of gravity you remember from Spruance. His golden nametag proclaims him to be Collins, H. "I see you appreciate the old girls almost as much as I do," he nods at his desk with a slight smile.
"Y-Yes! 'Appreciate' that is a uhm good word for it...sir." You stammer back and blink a few times. My cheeks are still red, oh God he caught me staring at his stash like some love struck schoolgirl...
He rounds his desk and sits, motioning for you to do the same. You sit and he takes off his hat, placing it on his desk. "Now, Johnston, do you know why you came back?"
You shake your head, "No sir, one moment I'm...asleep, then the next I'm laying in the water just off the Sound. All shot up like I had just finished my fight with the Japs." You rub your arms a little, it was still really disconcerting now that you thought about it and all through out your time in the dock, Hoel didn't say much of anything, she had just hugged you tight, murmuring about 'not being alone anymore'.
He nods and reaches into his desk, pulling out a sealed manilla folder. On it's front was stamped in bold red ink, 'Confidential, Orders'. "Well we can't figure it out either, but we're betting it has something to do with the Abyssals. But first things first." He cracks open the folder and pulls out a piece of paper.
"It is with great pleasure that I, Rear Admiral Collins, do hereby reinstate DD-557, USS Johnston, onto the Naval Register. Effective immediately this 25th day of October in the year of our Lord, 2025."
A grin breaks out on your face as he hands you your official reactivation papers. You glance over them and grin even wider, a shakedown cruise! With Hoel! The Admiral isn't too bad, for a pervert. Before he can act, you shoot out of your chair and hug him around the neck, "Thank you, Admiral!" He makes a noise like a stuttering engine as you sit back down. "I'll do my best!"
"Yes, well." The Admiral clears his throat and gestures to the second sheet of your order, "Right now this is just a shakedown cruise but the enemy is becoming more active in the northwestern Pacific. Squalls and heavy rainstorms have become far more common and satellite imagery has revealed that the Abyssals have stepped up their operations in the area. Be on your guard while you're testing your systems out."
You nod and salute once more. "Roger, sir, I'll treat this like a real patrol."
The Admiral returns your salute, "Do you have any questions, Johnston?"