What is tragic? Knowing that you are defeated but still moving forward bravely. Even the dead can call it tragic. Today, the French performed a Don Quixote killing the windmill monster on the Atlantic Ocean, which was tragic but somewhat ridiculous. Drama.
The gap in technology cannot be filled by courage. The Zhiyuan staged a classic drama today, beating the children.
The Parisian shares the same hatred with the enemy and is determined to die together with the Zhiyuan. Unfortunately, the two smoothbore cannons are really weak, and the range cannot reach the Zhiyuan in the distance.
However, the accuracy of the Zhiyuan's rifled main gun at a distance of about one thousand meters has reached a terrifying level. With a loud bang, the Parisian's poop was blasted into a scarlet hole, and a large hole was opened in the captain's room. Books and sundries were scattered into the sea.
The blood in Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen's hearts was burning. Eight years ago, the British and French allied forces slaughtered the Manchu and Qing cavalry at Bali Bridge. A sailing fleet in Naha, Ryukyu, could suppress hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians and be beaten passively.
But today, only two cannons were used. With only two cannons, the two armed transport ships on the sea were already half disabled, and there was no cheering. That was because the victory came too suddenly and too easily, and everyone was confused. The main guns were now empty and the people were unaware.
The Swift and the Parisian already knew that their end was coming. They opened fire on the Zhiyuan from outside the range. The old smoothbore cannons were at a distance of one thousand meters, and their accuracy could only depend on God's reward.
The heavy projectile hit the steel armor of the Zhiyuan's bow. With a bang, it only made a white mark and rolled into the sea. The soldiers on the deck all laughed, and the originally tense atmosphere was relieved. It turned out that Bullying feels so good.
"The ammunition depot...two rounds of high-explosive ammunition for the main gun...the boiler continues to pressurize, so our engineers can measure the actual combat data..."
The hydraulic transmission device hidden under the deck locked two high-explosive shells and transported them to the turret on rails. The soldiers quickly cleared the gun barrels and loaded the ammunition. When the twin-shot main guns were aimed at the Parisian, the gap between the two ships The distance is less than 600 meters.
Boom boom... There were two violent explosions. The twin main guns were fired two seconds apart. The huge vibration made the entire Zhiyuan shake from bow to stern.
The keel, steel deck, compartments... the entire Zhiyuan felt as if it was trembling. Even the coal mountain in the boiler room collapsed, almost injuring the sailor who was burning the boiler.
The power of the 210-caliber naval gun is so terrifying. It is no wonder that Xiao Letian ordered the reinforced keel and the structural strength of the entire warship to be used during the original design. It is better to not be able to withstand the powerful recoil of such a huge gun.
Two high-explosive shells instantly penetrated into the wooden hull of the Parisian. With two blasts, the entire Parisian was shaken more than three meters above the sea. Then it instantly disintegrated on the huge waves. At that moment, the dazzling explosion flames shocked more than ten people. It can be seen by people across the sea.
The shock wave mixed with wooden fragments flew in all directions. Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen hid in the fort and listened to the rain of debris falling above their heads. Their eyes were full of shock.
There was a loud bang, and people looked towards the deck, only to find a solid lead bullet hitting the deck from mid-air, whirling back and forth.
Lin Zhen looked down at the mess at his feet, lifted half of his palm, turned around and shouted to Kevin, "Did you see it? This is the deep-sea monster you designed... It's so fun, so fucking fun."
Kevin was so excited that he was trembling all over. He couldn't even say anything, "I, I, I... what kind of monster have I unleashed? Will I go to hell? Tell me if I will go to hell..." "
Cai Bixia, who was in the command room, opened the window and shouted at Kevin, "Teacher, why are you still in a daze? Now you need to check the situation of the entire battleship. The entire hull of the battleship was shaking just after the double burst. Is there any danger... …”
Kevin shook his head and shouted at Xiang Ying, "Stop shooting... The recoil of the main gun was too great just now. I have to check the hull structure inch by inch. Without my order, shooting is absolutely not possible..."
"But the enemy still has another ship, and he is escaping." Lin Zhen rushed into the wind and rain, pointing at the Swift and shouting loudly.
Xiang Ying sneered as he watched the main mast break. The Swift, which was powered only by the front and rear side sails, shook his head, "Do you think the sailboat can survive without the main sail? Listen to my orders... The Zhiyuan moved forward at full speed, and the collision Go up and tear the enemy to pieces.”
"Crash into it and tear the enemy into pieces." There was only one roar from the whole ship. The soldiers in the boiler room started to add coal like crazy, and the raging flames continued to increase the pressure of the boiler.
The Zhiyuan is accelerating, and the speed has directly increased from 13 knots to 16 knots, which has reached a dangerous extreme value. The theoretical limit speed of this warship designed by Vulcan Shipyard is 18 knots, but that is only an estimate on the design drawing. No one knows I dare not carry out such violent torture experiments.
Today, the crazy Chinese boys gave Kevin an opportunity to test the limit, driving at 16 knots in a storm. This was a big test for the Zhiyuan and a big test for the Prussian industrial level.
Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen rushed to the bow of the ship, tore away the tarpaulin blocking the ship's bow statue and threw it into the wind and rain. Amidst the lightning and thunder, the two snarling golden dragons emitted golden light and ran straight towards the Swift and chased after it.
The Swift had completely collapsed, and everyone was screaming and running aimlessly. The Parisian had become a pile of debris on the sea. The terrifying giant ship obviously didn't want to let them go, and was piercing the rain curtain towards them. They bumped into each other.
Some people knelt on the deck to pray, some helplessly shot at the Reach with rifles, and some completely collapsed and committed suicide by staring at their temples with pistols, and some even jumped into the icy Atlantic Ocean like headless flies.
"Who are you? You don't seek wealth but kill people. What are you doing for? Did France declare war with someone during the six months we were not in Europe? It's impossible. Who in the world would dare to provoke our powerful France... …”
"For God's sake, even if I die, you will let me know how to die, okay?"
There was a click, and the sky and the earth turned white. At that moment, the people on the Swift saw the two big golden characters on the bow of the ship, Zhiyuan.
No one knows what those two characters are, but everyone knows which country's characters they are, and the identities of the two golden monsters have now been revealed.
"It's Chinese..." people on board the Swift exclaimed heartbreakingly. "It's Chinese characters... Those are two Chinese totem dragons. I heard the veterans of the expeditionary force say... I saw them in their homes. Pass this kind of totem disk."
"The Chinese have come to Europe to take revenge. Look, that's the face of the Chinese."
Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen stood on the tall bow and looked down at the small sail transport ship in front of them and sneered, "Yes, this is our totem of China. Don't forget it after you go to hell."
"Zhiyuan... move forward." The two golden dragons instantly pierced the hull of the ship with roars, as easily as hot knives piercing cheese.
