BOOOOOOOM
Bob R is most correct. The powder bags were raised into the mount by an elevator and hydraulically rammed home into breach. A Gunnersmate then wiped the breach face with a pad to clean the electric firing contact on the breach face. The breach (more like a bank vault door with huge interrupted threads) swung closed and it was time to rock & roll. The guns (actually naval rifles) could be fired automatically, tied into a fire control computer (originally an analog mother that was insanely complex) or manually. I had the honor to fire one of the 16" New Jersey guns manually. Below decks was a stand that held three brass pistyol grips and triggers, one for each of the guns in a selected mount. A Chief asked me, "Hey, you weant to shoot a Cadillac? They weigh as much as cost as much." Hot Damn!!! Grabbed one of those brass grips and with little thought to trigger control (like it might have mattered), I ripped off a 16" round.
Guys, that was back in `69-`69 and have never had a bigger rush firing any other gun, and I know I never will.
Being ashore as a member of a fire support and control squad calling these rounds in was a whole other story. To be honest, the Jersey was a valiant ship, but the big guns weren't all that accurate (hell, they didn't have to be). You'd call a shot and wait and pray they didn't hit you, or anything closer than 500 yards from you. After that, you'd call in adjustments until it was "close enough for government work," then it was "Fire for effect."
You could actually see the rounds coming in. They sounded like an old steam freight train -- a real roar. The round would hit, throw up a shower of dirt and trees, plow along for about 100 yds., then explode. It definitely got your attention -- the earth moved.
Man, they don't make `em like that any more.
Ah, to be young again.