In the entire naval battle, the Cosmos was the battleship that suffered the most tragic death. When the Zhiyuan and his two ships crossed each other, the double-gun cannon on the bow and the single-gun cannon on the bow had already been turned around. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at this desperate French battleship!
The muzzle of the black hole has become hot from the continuous shooting, and the pouring rain falls on it and puffs of white smoke are emitted. From a distance, it looks like a ghost emitting a strange light.
Boom boom boom... three dull cannon shots rang out. This was the first time that the entire Zhiyuan had fired three times at the same time! The huge recoil caused the battleship to move twenty centimeters to the port side in an instant.
The seawater around the entire battleship was stirred up! The sailors in the Zhiyuan staggered due to the huge recoil, and a coal shoveler plunged into the red boiler mouth before he could stand still.
"Be careful!" The companion with quick hands and eyes grabbed his arm, which stopped him from committing suicide by throwing himself into the furnace. Although his life was saved, the left side of his face was instantly stuck to the iron of the coal inlet. on the board.
Ah... there was a shrill scream, and the coal bunker was suddenly filled with the smell of barbecue, and half of the coal shoveler's face was burned!
"Send him to a military doctor quickly..."
"There are no more medics... All the medics are on deck to rescue the soldiers..."
"Don't worry about me...there is gauze in the first aid kit..."
"Take your brother down to bandage, and the rest of you will continue working!"
"There is no need to save anything! Our destiny today is to die here in battle. The captain has raised the residual blood flag. Today we will not stop fighting!"
"Keep working! Get some more help before you die!"
The enthusiasm for fighting in the bottom of the Zhiyuan was no less than that of the shooters on the deck. How many injured sailors and workers didn't even say a word. Those who could continue to work worked, and those who couldn't move would hide in a corner. Heal yourself!
Some of the wounded had even given up on treatment. He leaned in a corner out of the way, and his eyes could already see the 30-meter-high mountain of memorial tablets in the Ryukyu War Temple!
"I can write my name on the ranking mountain in this life! I will benefit from the incense of descendants of the Chinese race for generations to come! My life is worth it!"
Tough! The Zhiyuan can only be described as tough. More than 80 soldiers died, and more than 100 people were injured to varying degrees. The wounded soldiers were already lying on the ground in the bottom cabin, but no one said even a single word. A little groan of pain!
Everyone is waiting for the final moment to come, and everyone is waiting to hear the glorious results after every shot on the deck!
Boom, boom, boom... Three salvos of artillery tore through the Cosmo's solid armor at the closest distance, and a raging fire burned on the Cosmo.
The French sailors were scurrying in the light of the fire. At this moment, the side weapons of the Zhiyuan that had been sinking finally opened fire!
There are eight 57mm rapid-fire cannons, four installed on the left and right sides, six 37mm rapid-fire cannons Zhiyuan, and the rest are six ten-barreled dormitory Gatling heavy machine guns.
After the main guns fired, these rapid-fire cannons and heavy machine guns were not to be outdone and opened fire on the Cosmo!
The French sailors fleeing in the fire were living targets. Under the continuous rain of bullets, no one was seen on the deck of the Cosmos!
This was a one-sided massacre, and everyone who saw the tragic end of the Cosmo was shocked!
A more terrifying scene was yet to come. This time, the Zhiyuan's stern main gun happened to focus on the Cosmo's ammunition depot, and a raging fire quickly began to spread in the ammunition depot.
At the moment when the Zhiyuan rushed towards the cruiser squadron by the Cosmos, suddenly a small sun lit up on the North Sea, followed by a deafening explosion!
Boom...boom...boom...the Cosmo's ammunition depot exploded!
As if a huge firework was lit out of thin air, countless cannonballs were blown into the air, and then continued to explode in the air. The red-hot battleship parts swished and flew like rain.
The Zhiyuan that had just passed by was attacked by this rain of fire. The fragments of the explosion swept down a group of Chinese sailors who had no time to dodge!
Even Lin Zhen didn't escape this disaster. He was standing on the bow of the ship watching this spectacular explosion. As a result, he dared to open his left arm as if he was bitten by something, and then he was hit by severe pain!
"Sir! Your arm is bleeding!" the sharp-eyed sailor beside him shouted.
"What the hell! This little wound... what the hell?" Lin Zhen looked down and cursed immediately. What kind of small wound was this? A piece of shrapnel opened a huge wound, with half a kilogram of flesh already. Turn it out, leaving only the skin tissue attached to the arm.
Only then did Lin Zhen know what pain was. This was excruciating pain!
Half a kilogram of meat was hanging on the arm, connected by a little bit of skin, and blood was gushing out. The pain and blood loss caused waves of coma in the brain!
"Call the medics! Rescue sir..." The shooter next to him was almost crying when he spoke. The gunnery commander's position in the battleship was extremely high, and his position should be second only to Captain Xiang Ying.
The artillerymen around him were all trained by him, and they were as close as brothers to Lin Zhen!
Lin Zhen slowly sat down against the armor plate of the main gun. He used his right hand to grab the half kilogram of meat that had fallen down, and then pressed it back hard.
"Shut up..." His forehead hurt so much that there were beads of sweat as big as soybeans, which even today's heavy rain couldn't wash away!
"No one should talk too much! We have a first aid kit here, just tie it up with gauze!"
"Which brother who was carried into the cabin is not more seriously injured than me? In the middle of a battle, I can't let the morale of the army be disturbed!"
"The enemy's cruiser squadron is ahead... They are all dumplings with thin skin and large fillings. We can hit them all with one shot... Look at the enemy, don't fucking look at me...
People are determined to die, so what can pain do to me? It's just a small pain. When the moment of death comes, all pain will be relieved.
The soldiers bandaged the commander's wound with tears in their eyes, but today's heavy rain was really too heavy. The white cotton gauze was soaked by the rain as soon as it was taken out, and the bandage had no effect at all.
To put it bluntly, it’s just tying the meat with cotton yarn rope!
Lin Zhen issued a death order and forbade his subordinates to call for medical personnel. He endured the pain and continued to direct the battle. However, in a corner where no one was paying attention, he took out the glass syringe from the first aid kit and gave himself a hard blow. A shot of morphine!
"Haha... Damn it, my team training prohibits smoking and drugs... Who would have thought that I, an unfilial son, would take a shot of morphine before I died? Hahaha... What a mockery!"
At this moment, cheers suddenly erupted from the Zhiyuan, "It's sunk! The Cosmo was sunk! Well done!"
