The destroyer Plymouth belongs to the Second Squadron of the Far East Fleet of the Royal Navy of the Ingiri Empire. It was built twenty years ago. At that time, all of their warships were named after cities in the Ingili Empire.
The destroyer Plymouth, with a total length of 136 meters, uses oil steam boilers as its power source, can reach a speed of 25 knots, has a displacement of 6,000 tons, and carries a full crew of 480 people. The ship is equipped with six 152 mm Main naval gun, four 40mm single-barreled rapid-fire guns, and two torpedo tubes.
Although the Plymouth has gradually withdrawn from the ranks of main warships after serving in the Royal Navy's Far East Fleet for twenty years, on inland rivers, as the largest warship that can enter inland rivers, Plymouth The Limos is still as invincible as a giant.
At least among all the current warships of the same level in the Republic of China Navy, none can pose a threat to it.
Late at night on this day, the lights on the destroyer Plymouth were still bright. There were groups of sailors on the plywood busy inspecting various shipboard weapons. The boiler room had been running, and the four huge chimneys were steaming. Black smoke.
Although everyone on the warship, from the captain to the cooks in the kitchen, firmly believed that the warlord in Jingcheng would never dare to let his troops break into the concession.
However, sending troops to surround the concession is still challenging the dignity of the Injili Empire, so the Royal Navy, as the most important force in protecting the dignity of the Injili Empire, must respond.
The captain of the destroyer Plymouth, Captain Ross Geller, a veteran who had served in the Royal Navy of the Imperial Empire for forty years, vaguely hoped that something would happen.
Because the sound of gunfire from the Royal Navy of the Yinjili Empire has not echoed on the rivers of this ancient country for a long time, so much so that even a small local warlord now dares to provoke them. I am afraid they have forgotten that three hundred years ago, this How the city trembled under the guns of their Royal Navy.
"So, I always thought you were a hero and did the right thing, Jorge."
In his spacious and luxurious captain's lounge, Colonel Ross Geller, who has silver hair, sharp eyes, strong body and straight back, is smoking his beloved walnut pipe. While smiling, he said to the middle-aged brown-haired man sitting opposite him:
"Although Consul Doug just scolded you before disembarking, I think you did the right thing the day before yesterday, and you should give those yellow-skinned monkeys a harsh lesson to let them understand that we Anglo-Saxons are The true master of this world.”
The middle-aged man sitting opposite Colonel Ross Geller had curly brown hair, thin cheeks, and deep-set brown eyes. There was still a hint of panic at this time.
This middle-aged white man is Jorge, the patrol captain of the Yinjili Concession who caused the bloody eucalyptus in Jingcheng the day before yesterday.
After the incident, Jorge, knowing that he had gotten into trouble, first hid in the consulate. After the Jingcheng army surrounded the Yinjili Concession, Yinjili Consul Viscount Doug sent him to Putzi Mao. Onboard the Sri Lankan destroyer.
Although Viscount Doug severely reprimanded him before leaving, he still had to ensure Jorge's safety.
Jorge himself is just a small person, but now it is related to the face of Yinjili Empire, so he must not be allowed to have an accident.
Hearing Colonel Ross's words at this time, Jorge showed a bitter smile on his face and said in a whisper:
"Actually, I didn't know what happened to me at the time. I had no intention of giving the order to shoot, but I didn't know what happened, so I just waved my arm. The atmosphere at that time was really tense, and everyone under my command thought I ordered the shooting, and it just happened..."
Colonel Ross laughed heartily, the thick mustache on his lips trembling.
"Jorge, you don't have to explain anything. I said that I very much agree with your approach. When you return to the empire, I will help you say hello to your old friends in the military court. At most, it will be a formality. You will be acquitted..."
Before Colonel Ross finished speaking, he heard several thunders in the sky outside the cabin, dazzling lightning flashes across the night sky, and it immediately started pouring rain.
"Damn the weather!"
Colonel Ross frowned, and although he was a little reluctant, he stood up from the soft and comfortable sofa.
As an experienced and responsible captain, he now had to go and see for himself what impact this heavy rain had on the ship's weapons and cannons.
"Jorge, don't worry. There will be no problem with your safety on my battleship. No one can come to this battleship to take you away."
When leaving, Colonel Ross said something to Jorge so confidently.
In the luxurious cabin, only Jorge was left sitting there blankly, looking a little confused.
He was not repenting for the bloody eucalyptus he caused the day before yesterday, he was just thinking about some strange things that happened at that time.
What he said to Colonel Ross just now was not to absolve himself of guilt.
At that time, he really had no intention of giving the order to shoot, but it was as if a mysterious force forcibly controlled his arm and made the shooting gesture.
But Jorge was not sure whether this was his hallucination or whether a mysterious force really controlled him.
Just as he was trying to remember, a shadow of a person suddenly appeared in front of him.
Colonel Ross is back so soon?
But I clearly didn’t hear the sound of the door opening!
Jorge raised his head in confusion, and then he saw a man in black standing in front of him.
He was completely covered in black clothes, and his face was covered with a piece of black cloth, with a bloody swallow embroidered on the black cloth.
Jorge was suddenly stunned.
Who is this? Why did it appear on the battleship?
The next moment, he realized something and immediately opened his mouth to shout.
Then Jorge discovered to his horror that no sound could come out of his mouth.
The man in black waved, and Jorge flew into the air and flew in front of the man in black.
"eye for eye."
This sentence came from under the black scarf embroidered with blood-colored swallows.
The language is in Chinese.
Jorge has been in Dahua for many years, so he can understand this Dahua saying.
The mysterious man in black.
Mysteriously able to control the power of flying into the air.
There was a look of despair and fear in Jorge's eyes.
He watched as the man in black slowly stretched out a hand to his chest and inserted it from his chest.
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Jorge let out another howl of agony, but unfortunately still no sound came out.
His consciousness stayed in this moment forever.
The man in black crushed Jorge's heart, then gently pulled down with his palm, disembowelling Jorge, and the internal organs slid out like a waterfall, dumping onto the luxurious cashmere carpet.
The man in black's arm didn't even tremble as he threw Jorge into a pool of blood.
Then the man in black took out a paper-folded swallow from his arms, about the size of half a hand. The man in black threw the paper-folded swallow on Jorge's body.
The blood quickly dyed the paper swallow into a bright red color.
Then the man in black actually took out a small camera and took a few photos of Jorge's body.
Then the man in black put away the camera, walked to the cabin window, and opened the window door.
The violent wind and rain outside the window couldn't wait to rush into the cabin.
The man in black jumped out of the window.
He opened his arms and jumped down from the high battleship, like a swallow soaring in the rainstorm.
