Royal Ironclad.
Launched: 1860
Total length: 128 meters
Maximum speed: 17 knots
It is the work of Queen Victoria's husband, Prince Albert.
The iron armor wrapped with a wooden inner structure was an armored sea knight a hundred years ago.
It had all the hallmarks of a ship of its kind for the next one hundred and fifty years and was the first battleship in modern history.
The main power comes from mechanical power converted from fossil fuels——
——More than a hundred years ago, it was the fastest, most ferocious, most powerful, and most protective ship in the world.
The moment it was launched into the water, all wooden boats in the world, no matter how big or small, became a thing of the past.
But these beautiful stories only exist in history.
This year is 2025. The historical symbolism of the Warrior has turned it into a maritime museum, the same as the Belfast parked in the Thames under the Tower of London, except that the fate of the Ironclad Warrior was better. At least it remains In Portsmouth, he stayed where he was born and raised, next to the shipyard.
Its main weapon is twenty-six sixty-eight-pound cannons, which can fire solid bullets or hollow iron bullets filled with molten iron.
The killing range of this cannon is 2,900 meters. Note - it is the killing range, not the effective range.
In addition, it also has an eight-inch front-loaded rifled gun, which is used to destroy teak armor more than 200 mm thick.
But these weapons are simply children's toys in the eyes of modern British coastal defense frigates.
"But don't be afraid of ten thousand! Just be afraid of the worst!" Mary Stuart took the satellite phone and shouted loudly with the Blood Prince: "You don't have to worry about my safety. All the soldiers in Nanhai City are under your command and deployment. Use Do whatever it takes to destroy it."
An urgent and panicked response came from the phone.
"But the Holy Mother..."
"It's nothing!"
"But the Holy Mother! It's already out to sea!"
"Then use shore guns to destroy this old antique ship!"
"Impossible! Holy Mother! It is impossible for the British Royal Navy to open fire on such a museum. Do you really know what it represents?"
"I don't care, I don't understand ships. All in all, I never want to see the sun shining on our heads, and you don't want to bask in the sun either, right?"
"Mary! Listen to me! Listen clearly! Listen clearly! It is the first battleship in Britain and even the world. Just like you - you claim to be the first heavenly being blessed by the holy blood. The person you choose, no vampire dares to harm you. To the army, the Iron Armored Warrior is their Holy Mother of Grace!"
"But the twenty-six-pounder gun on this battleship can hit three thousand meters!" Mary argued with the prince hysterically: "Oh my God! It can also hit hollow iron bullets, and the distance between cumulonimbus clouds and the ground is only a thousand meters. Come on, if you want to carry out artificial rainfall through shelling, it’s not impossible for these bastards!”
"Holy Mother, don't be anxious. I know you are anxious, but it's useless to be anxious, right? They have already gone to sea. If they could do this kind of thing, maybe they would have fired. The elevation angle of these ancient ship-borne weapons is not enough , it is impossible to fire randomly at the sky."
"Then send SAS special forces to deal with them, call in the amphibious warfare troops, kill all these people, and seize the ship."
"That's what I meant! My Holy Mother!"
Before he finished speaking, a shrill cry came from outside the door.
"Holy Mother! Holy Mother, they are coming, Holy Mother! Help me, save..."
The miserable cry was extinguished by the explosion of bullets——
——Mary Stuart was very anxious at this moment.
Her reconnaissance sentries died quickly under Jack the Ripper's butcher knife, including three Blood Princes with soul power, all top combat units recruited from the SAS.
Her heart is bleeding. To train these outstanding soldiers in modern society not only consumes a lot of money, but also consumes energy and time.
These three blood princes were all given blood by Mary herself. They have been trained in various weapons since they were children. They have been cruelly selected since childhood and have become powerful warriors who are loyal to Our Lady of Grace.
But now, they are all dead!
Someone came out of nowhere! Killed by ghosts from over a hundred years ago.
These three combat units all possess soul power. Even the souls that have been cannibalized by the Holy Blood of Meng En and Madam White are still soul powers and Morpho Butterflies!
But when the communication signals of these combat units went out, they couldn't even leave a last word.
The remaining three blood princes had to deal with the antique warships at sea. For this reason, Our Lady of Mary set an example and dispatched more than a hundred bat soldiers to go out. On this condition, other parishes must also send elite blood bats.
At this moment, in order to prevent the arrival of spring, all the vampires in London rushed to Portsmouth Harbor from a total of more than 400 flying combat units from various parishes.
This was the time when Fort Chaderton was at its weakest——
——This is the moment when Mary is closest to death.
Just half an hour ago, she had a heart-to-heart talk with Leonardo about her difficulties.
After all, at this moment, only this godfather can protect her, this delicate, fragile and pitiful blessed Virgin.
Virgin Mary has full confidence in Leonardo's [Scarlet Mist]. The destructive power and precision of this soul power are rare killing weapons even in her vampire life span of hundreds of years.
As long as I can survive these three days——
——Be able to survive the changes in the Red Queen Parish and complete the transfer of power.
——Escape from Jack the Ripper's butcher's knife and avoid the terrorist attack on the Abyss Railway.
——Sink the Ironclad Warrior and kill all those blind sailors.
Despite all these variables, Mary Stuart was still the Virgin of Grace.
But just now, five minutes ago.
One of Leonardo's eyeballs fell into her tea cup.
From the damn, under the big bell tower six hundred meters away, from the flower garden atrium to her teacup.
Who knows what bombs the enemy used, destroying half of the walls of Fort Chaderton.
At the same time, the worst news came from Portsmouth Harbor more than ten kilometers away——
——The Armored Warrior set sail out of the harbor, the mast that had seen the ghost hoisted the Union Jack flag, and the Black Prince's sail rushed into the violent storm.
Mary couldn't understand that this ironclad ship required 700 people to operate it. Different types of workers with miscellaneous needs such as sailors, servicemen, artillerymen, boiler workers, etc. have almost disappeared in modern society.
Even if we pull out all the current British Royal Navy and select the 700 most knowledgeable and cultured people from them, they may not be able to fly this old antique.
Who is it?
"Who is going against me?!"
Mary hid in a secret room with a secret door in the study. This small room had an elevator that led directly to the underground platform zero.
She was ready to escape, but the strong greed in her heart was torturing her brain and destroying her will.
There was an indescribable hunger in her heart. The steel heart on her ring finger did not belong to her, and the ring was not the right size, but she insisted on cutting open her flesh and blood and implanting the iron ring into her flesh.
She could feel the other half of the ring, could feel the other owner of this magical pyroxene going on a killing spree.
The violent and cold sharp spiritual pressure almost made her confused and she shed unwilling tears.
——Is she regretting it?
——No, she is just annoyed.
Why couldn't she find the prince's talent before the Almighty Hand did?
Why couldn't she be one step ahead of the BOSS and capture the heart of this ruthless killer?
The good news came from Leonardo, who was going to greet the returning warriors at the gate of the manor.
Mary was also going to heat up a pot of blood tea to reward her men.
Only six minutes had passed until Leonardo's eyeballs fell into her tea cup.
——In other words, the godfather whom Mary Stuart looked up to with special eyes, favored the powerful soul——these things could not survive for six minutes in front of Jiang Xueming.
This was a premeditated terrorist attack. It was BOSS who circumvented the regulations and sanctions of the [Philosopher Foundation] and put this tiger on the surface world to eliminate bacteria and viruses!
Everything starts with this ring.
Just because of this ring——
——Just because of this ring.
"Did he really do it for this pyroxene? For an arm of that bitch? To blow up my castle and kill all my children? Now he's jumping up and down in the castle with a gun and a stick! All because of this damn thing [Love]?!"
Mary Stuart couldn't figure it out.
She looked left and right in the CCTV surveillance room, scratching her head at the surveillance footage.
"Who the hell is this stinky bitch? Is she the bitch among bitches? The best among the best? Why can she use Jiang Xueming's stick? Oh my god..."
In the scene, Sister Xueming picked up Tang Ning's shotgun and smashed the legs of the two little maids. Then, one by one, she dragged them from the bathroom to the kitchen fireplace and cremated the two vampire monsters on the spot.
Mary recognized the gun—
——The little lover of her sister Martha, and the sidearm of Robert Downing.
"Things have become more complicated now! My mind is so messed up! You are going into battle one by one, leaving me with a lot of trouble even if you die!"
Mary's dead sister suddenly begins to attack her, something she finds unbelievable.
According to the video record in the vestibule, Jiang Xueming's weapon had exploded into a ball of rotten iron in the flames of the plastic bomb.
Mary recognized 9527, but she couldn't recognize the changed Jiang Xueming at all.
Not only that, when the bell tower alarm sounded, almost all the Blood Bat guards rushed to the scene immediately and were killed in the huge explosion.
It was a terrifying impact with a radius of more than 150 meters. If Mary had seen the horrors of the Skull and Bones Society, she would have been wary of the nameless combat methods, but it was a pity that she had not seen this video.
But the [thumb] of the Almighty Hand has seen—
——That’s why [Thumb] kindly advised Mary to look back as soon as possible.
The two sisters of the Stuart family had no idea that they had offended the evil star Hades.
In the surveillance screen——
——The head chef was fighting with this fierce woman.
Occasionally, you can see the chaotic shadows of sticks bringing up the cyan flames, and the dazzling light source of the Heart of Steel.
Mary finally recognized the woman's true identity, but it was too late.
"Jiang Xueming! This bitch is actually Jiang Xueming?" She screamed, grabbing her hair and almost tearing off her scalp: "The little finger of the Almighty Hand! It's the power of the little finger that's causing trouble! You actually help the station? Work?"
Seeing that the chef's strength was running low, the blood bat's body made a voiceless sound of fracture under the whipping of the steel mace. The long table in the restaurant is full of bullet holes——
——Xue Ming had three gunshot wounds on his body, and MOLLE’s vest was in tatters.
She held the stick in one hand, threw away Tangning's gun with the other, and injected herself with medicine to restore her health.
The body's ability to withstand pain was almost inhuman, like the lacerations to her abdomen caused by handgun rounds, and the puncture wounds left in her lungs by shrapnel from a full-power rifle round in the bulletproof panels.
If a man were to bear these pains, it would be difficult to stand up and hold a gun to fight back.
But with this character account, you can even pick up a stick and blow the enemy's head off at once.
The scattered blood nobles in the castle died and fled.
She was condescending and held up her stick: "Where is Mary Stuart? You cook for her, so you must know where she is, right?"
The chef was forcefully pulled from his bat form back to his human form with a stick. His face was full of flesh and his eyes were fierce: "Bah!"
Two helpers slipped through the corridor and fled out in a panic. Gunfire rang out from the side door immediately——
——I saw 9527 holding ASH and blasting these two unlucky guys into sieves.
Xiao Qi held the gun and moved forward cautiously, leaning against the door frame and gesturing in secret - meaning that if this guy didn't say anything, others would.
Xueming understood immediately, no longer wasting time, and raised the stick——
"——I said! I said I said!" The chef still wanted to struggle for his life.
The lion bones fell down hard, like cracking a watermelon, exploding into hot red mist.
Xueming pointed at the surveillance video, caught the shotgun thrown by Brother Seven, hung it by his side, and at the same time took out the shotgun from Brother Seven's backpack.
"Mary! No matter where you escape! As long as you wear the Heart of Steel, even in the underworld, I can catch you."
...
...
Matron Mary's face was livid, and she was shaking with rage at the threat of death.
She immediately took off the steel ring, even though it left a bloody and terrifying scar on her knuckles without any hesitation.
She looked at the dressing room in the secret room. Hidden in that small room was her most beloved and favorite sister Maggie, and she had another plan in mind.
...
...
At this moment, on the rough sea.
Salt-resistant plastic sheeting covers the containers on the deck of the Ironclad Warrior.
The old captain Jim Downing was yelling at the steering wheel, asking old friends and children to cheer up.
"Speed is twelve knots, heading is correct. How long will it take for our new equipment to be assembled?"
People were coming and going on the deck, carrying cargo in the storm——
——If you want to sneak out of the port without telling the coast guard, and you need this ironclad ship to be fully loaded with cargo, time is very tight.
The fat man put on the first officer's military uniform again and was busy in front of the dashboard with the electrical engineer of the weapon system.
"There are only one hundred and forty-four of us! All the sons and grandsons we can call are here! Do you think it's a spring outing and picnic for primary school students? Captain!"
"But the radar told me!" Jim's voice was as loud as thunder: "Something is coming! Hundreds of them! The tide police motorboat of Haiphong sent a signal flare at us and asked us to stop our actions immediately. I can't even see it with my fucking eyes. I can see it! There are bats in the sky!"
The dean of the nursing home was repairing the brass pipe of the whistle in the communication room. When he heard the captain's warning on the radio, he tensed up suddenly, and with a broken gong voice, he took out a triangular iron the size of a clothes drying rack and put it in the sailor's dormitory. Running around.
"The enemy is coming! The enemy is coming! The whistle horn cannot be repaired! Get up quickly! The enemy is coming!"
The soldiers who were originally working two shifts immediately climbed up from the warm mahogany antique bed frame, including boy Downing - this young man was exhausted. In order to deliver equipment to the Ironclad Warrior, he and the engineering crew traveled from Winchester to I made more than twenty trips south to Portsmouth Dockyard.
But it's all worth it.
If you want to use a sixty-eight-pounder cannon to drive silver iodide into the clouds, and have them be precise and use a delayed fuse to explode in the clouds, this kind of thing is too fantasy and cannot be done at all.
But modern ship-mounted Harpoon anti-ship missiles can do it!
This kind of British goods is cheap and easy to use. Things that cannot be bought in the UK can be exported for domestic sales and purchased from India or Japan.
Downing brought the equipment on four whaling ships.
The anti-ship missiles under the salt-alkali resistant plastic cloth were the last little work he could do.
Its electronic fire control unit can manually set the detonation height, and five hundred kilograms of silver iodide preparation can be stuffed into the huge warhead cartridge case. As long as the charge amount and detonation height are controlled, a missile can blast out an artificial rainfall dosing area with a radius of 1.5 kilometers.
Its ultimate bullet speed exceeds Mach 0.8, and no vampire can catch up with it.
In order to avoid interception by coastal artillery in the coastal waters, the Armored Warrior must drive farther away. Go to the deep water!
There are too many difficulties and obstacles along the way, but as long as these twenty-six Harpoon missiles can be launched smoothly, everything will be worth it.
The dark sea surface in the distance suddenly passed by large bats.
They are hiding in the violent storm and it is difficult to distinguish their traces. No matter how powerful the observer is, they cannot see these flying soldiers clearly in this environment.
Captain Jim hissed, "Turn on the lights!"
The fat man's first mate responded in a panic: "Which lights?"
Jim: "All the lights!"
Three electrical engineers ran past the control room on the deck, crawled from the old cabin pavement into the damp wooden tunnels to search for circuit gates, and saw a big orange cat chasing mice in the bar.
To control such an ancient and clumsy warship, such a small number of manpower was simply not enough. It took almost forty seconds just to turn on the lights.
Pieces of sinister laughter came from mid-air. These laughters were far away and sometimes close, as if they were mocking the stupid behavior of these old antiques.
The moment the ancient warship turned on its lights, the dim light source illuminated the flood police motorboat in the distance, with a visibility of only a hundred meters, like a light in the dark night.
There were sailors huddled in the steel fence under the mast, holding a cross and shivering.
A deep male voice came from the motorboat, it was a representative sent by the vampire clan.
"I want to see Jim Downing!"
Old Jim stood in the wind and rain, taking off his hat, revealing his old and gray hair.
His face is like the bark of a tree, and you can see the growth rings of time.
Then the old man raised his loudspeaker, leaned against the iron door of the command room in a very graceless manner, and yelled at the motorboat.
"You blind beast! Get the fuck out of here! Do you want to taste the 7,000-ton impact of the Ironclad Warrior?!"
The blood nobles on the motorboat were stunned for a moment, and then Mr. Jim yelled even more fiercely.
"Fuck you vampire! You can also wear the naval insignia of the crown and anchor? We fight on the hills! Fight in the trenches! Even if only the mortars, planks, and oars are left, we must fight! We will fight in the sky after death Fight! Even if our island, or a large part of it, is conquered and starved! We will fight! We will fight to the end!"
The vampires on the motorboat reluctantly persuaded: "Surrender! Jim Downing! You are the elder among the elders of the British Navy... I don't know what tricks you used to bribe the Portsmouth Shipyard to go crazy with you." ,but--"
Jim immediately interrupted and yelled: "You damn radio tower idiot! Why can't my voice be as loud as his? Didn't you eat? I'm going to be so angry that I'm going crazy!"
From the radio came the voice of the captain of the polo team in the nursing home: "Stop complaining, it's a miracle that this ship can move. If you have time to care about this, why not ask Fat Brother - when will the weapon system be ready?" .”
Jim immediately turned his head and asked, without even putting down the loudspeaker, shouting loudly at the command room.
"Where's our cannon!"
Fat Brother punched the avionics instrument panel, and finally connected the strong switch rivets and bayonet.
"Only one cannon can be used! Are you sure you want to start fighting now?!"
Captain Jim did not hesitate: "Gunner, prepare! Correct the coordinates! Adjust the depression angle!"
The blood nobleman on the motorboat was obviously panicked. He didn't expect that this old man was going to play real...
And he was wearing a loudspeaker, shouting bombardment instructions to everyone.
Captain Jim: "Ready?"
The announcer on the launch became even more alarmed.
"No, no, no...surrender! You have no chance!"
"Is it coming?"
"Stop! Stop the hell! Jim Downing! You're going to be court-martialed!"
"What crime?"
"What the hell is that?!"
"Sixteen-inch battleship main gun! My grandson brought me a gift! Did you see the turret?"
"Saw it! That's why I said! Stop it! You're attacking the Royal Navy!"
The anti-salt-alkali plastic cloth was torn apart by the huge gun barrel, and the turret's tower base was embedded in the hull of the Ironclad Warrior.
"Who is the Royal Navy? You are sucking the blood of my children and grandchildren! And I am protecting my motherland and people. I want to ask clearly! Who is the Royal Navy? Is it you? Or me? - Do you think I am in front of you? Will you surrender to the invaders? This guy Churchill said it at Dunkirk! We will never surrender! We will never surrender!"
"Wait! Didn't you notice! Are you surrounded? Tangning!"
"Are you talking about these beasts in the sky? I was surrounded by them seventy years ago!" Old Jim returned to the central control and finally regained his face from the huge whistle of the broadcast tower. "I didn't expect that Rong would be besieged by these monsters for so many years when he returned to his hometown."
"It's not just us, there are four frigates that have left the port! If you go one step further! It will be hell! You all have families, right? You veterans are actually planning to bring your children to fool around! Why are you going against us? You really Do you think we can sail this antique ship out of the harbor? And around the whole of Britain?"
"I have been living in hell for a long time! Just because of this rain! For this country, I lost my arms, legs, and eyes. They are getting moldy every day. These limbs that have long since disappeared are still faintly visible. It hurts! Oh my God! As for what you said, how far can this ship go? I didn’t think that much! How can I know if I don’t try it!”
"Jim Downing! Wake up! Your grandson is still on the ship! He should have become an excellent carrier-based aircraft pilot! He should have been the lover of Mistress Martha! He was originally an elite favored by the vampires!"
"Boom——"
The roar of the 406mm main gun overwhelmed everything else, and the hot air waves and muzzle flames almost illuminated the entire sky, like the supreme light of heaven when the Son of Jesus was about to die.
The shock wave generated by the terrifying kinetic energy of the muzzle almost stopped the rain for a moment. Due to the keen hearing of the bat-shaped monsters hovering in the air, a dozen unlucky ones fainted on the spot and fell into the sea to feed the fish.
The huge waves in the offshore waters pushed the hull of the Ironclad Warrior aside, the entire turret bounced and vibrated, and a deep ravine opened in the deck of the armored ship in an instant.
The launch had disappeared, leaving only a few pieces of driftwood floating on the dark sea.
Old Jim stuffed a cigar into his mouth——
——Stuffed another cigar into Tang Ning's mouth.
Asked the first mate to borrow a fire. Because the first mate was on fire.
The fat brother cursed and climbed out of the central control panel from the huge shell shock.
"Do you know! Just for your pleasure! Now all weapon systems need to be overhauled! They can't withstand this torment!"
Jim's smile showed his confidence, and Tangning's smile showed her strength.
The grandfather and grandson blew out smoke rings without considering the consequences at all.
"Oh yeah!~"
"Oh yeah!~"
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