Chapter 613 The ship of the devil Satan!

"Flower bomb, this is the flower bomb used by the army!" A naval officer shouted loudly. In this era, there were gunpowder shells, which were called flowering bombs. However, because the fuse of this gunpowder was unstable, the probability of using this kind of shell on warships was almost equal to zero.

This kind of flowering bomb is mainly used in the army. In addition to artillery, there is also a group of special arms, which are specially used to ignite this kind of shell and then throw it at the enemy, which is the origin of the grenadier.

However, the power of the flowering shell fired by the artillery on the other side's strange ship is too great, just like the power of dozens of flowering cannons exploding after hitting a target at the same time.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. There is only one gun on this strange ship. Fight back and fight back with all your strength. I don't believe that his warship is made of steel." Colonel Mario quickly reacted and saw the tragedy of the reader. His anger made his eyes red and roared loudly.

His roar quickly woke up the veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, and several warships in the middle of the fleet opened fire on the strange ship with hatred, and the roaring shells in the sky were like meteorites wrapped in flames outside the sky at the strange ship of the Orientals!

"Fuck his grandma's. These dogs are too dark. They really regard our ironclad ship as a big bell, and they are smashed here." Liang Xiao, the turret captain of the front deck, shook his confused head and cursed loudly, which immediately provoked the laughter of his companions in the turret.

There is only one gun in this turret. This is a rear gun with an air hydraulic reiner. Its base is fixed on a base that can be turned, and the turret that protects the gun and the gunner is cast directly on the deck, which can greatly reduce the weight of the gun and make the gun in the gun. Move faster in the tower. However, because it is cast on the deck, and in order to increase the defense surname, the middle and rear of the turret are completely integrated, so that the artillery on the front deck can only move at an angle of 180 degrees from the front, and so are the artillery on the rear deck.

"Report, ammunition is loaded!" At this moment, the vest on his body had made the roar of the sweat-soaked gunner echo in the turret overflowing with choking smoke.

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"The target is five degrees on the port side, the ruler... fire!" With the roar of the gunman Liang Xiao, the slender barrel with a caliber of about five inches suddenly setback, and then there was a roar of sky and earth cracking. The flame of the mouth of the barrel could not dissipate in the future. The shells weighing dozens of pounds were already like a black lightning flashing under the help of the propellant, just in the blink of an eye. In front, the A charming spark was seen again on the hull of another warship next to the warship that had just been blown up with a huge hole by a cannon, followed by a deafening explosion.

"Good! Both cannons were hit, and they were really good, Captain Liang!" Standing in the command tower not much higher than the turret, through the observation window with a width of no more than four-pound shells, Zhang Baozai excitedly smashed his fist on the thick bridge armor.

"It's a pity that there is only one cannon. If there are more such cannons, I'm afraid the world can go anywhere." Pan Huixia, the first mate with an excited face, said with a trace of regret.

The first officer, who is nearly 40 years old, is one of the pirate generals of the Liang family. Just before he came to the New World from the East, Pan Huixia, who had already become a third-class battleship captain, was reluctant when he first received this order. However, after being interviewed by Liang Pengfei alone for about an hour, and this The captain of the third-class battleship, who was originally full of stomachs, was directly ordered by Liang Pengfei to be appointed as Zhang Baozai's first mate, and he took over the task very happily.

The reason is that Liang Pengfei promised that this old hardcore subordinate of the Liang family, as long as he could always be the deputy of Zhang Baozai, the young man, to help and guide the young man during the New World, then when his position ends, he will become a first-class battleship captain, or the latest ironclad ship. Long.

"Report to the captain, the distance is close to 500 meters." At this time, an officer reported the data loudly, and Zhang Baozai took a deep breath. Convey my order, the machine gun can fire!"

"Yes, captain." Pan Huixia put her legs together, and then roared loudly at the entrance to the deck.

On both sides and in the center of the bow of the ironclad ship, about half a meter from the deck, there were small windows one after another with a width of about ten inches and a height of about five inches. Then, a barrel stretched out from the small window. Yes, it was the barrel of the kind of machine gun that once showed off in the Battle of Yanjing, but these three guns. The barrel is much thicker than that of the machine gun in the Battle of Yanjing.

This ironclad ship has identified its innate defects at the beginning of its design. After all, in this era, many innovations and new technologies have not yet appeared, so it is very different from those ironclad ships in later generations in the use of artillery. This difference is mainly in quantity.

There is only one large-caliber back-bore gun on the front and rear deck, which makes the ironclad ship appear to be very short of firepower under the premise that its defense ability far exceeds that of all contemporary warships. The designers proposed that the warships should be equipped with a large number of artillery at the side of the ship, but this proposal was initially put forward by Liang Pengfei rejected it, because the weight of the ironclad ship exceeded that of the sail warship. Even if it was only loaded with two large-caliber guns, the speed of the steam-powered warship no longer had an advantage. If it was equipped with a large number of artillery, then this was not a warship, but the movement of the speed of a tractor. It's just a battery.

In the end, a designer proposed the use of a heavy machine gun, a light weight and powerful lethal weapon, and installed it on the warship, which soon got Liang Pengfei's approval. Finally, it took nearly half a year to develop this kind of heavy machine gun.

This ironclad ship is equipped with five heavy machine guns on both sides of the ship. In addition, there is one in the bow and stern, a total of twelve.

A total of three small windows were opened in the bow and the side of the ship on both sides. The iron-black barrel of the three machine guns was ordered by the machine gun commander, and the heavy machine gun began to sound briskly, as if it were choring the heavy artillery on the deck.

Zhang Baozai and others can clearly see the gunpowder smoke from under the bow of the warship, and the kind of light explosion when the bullets fired by the enemy ship can't be covered by the barrel.

The original rigorous formation of the squadron of the United States of America in front was hit by the gunfire of the ironclad ship. The middle of the linear formation was like a long snake bitten into two parts by life. The two hit sail warships were like two killer whales bitten with fatal wounds and dying on the sea. A seal.

And when the heavy machine gun on the ironclad ship opened fire, the formation that had barely maintained suddenly began to panic.

The side of the warship was easily torn one ferocious hole after another by the large-caliber heavy machine gun, the collapsed wood chips, and the bullets whose kinetic energy had not completely decayed were raging inside the warship. The American naval officers and soldiers who were hit by large-caliber machine gun bullets were like being greeted by a running train. When they hit, no matter which part they are shot, they will burst into ferocious and incurable wounds. They can only howl sadly and wait for the kiss of death.

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"My God, the Virgin Mary, what the hell is this? Is this the ship of the devil Satan?" Colonel Mario, who knelt on the deck, was as obscene as a beggar. The boat-shaped hat on his head had already flown. The golden wig on his head was tightly pulled in his hand by him, and the vomited yellow bile mucus was still hanging from the corners of his mouth. His eyeballs kept shaking like a neuropath. His eyes God was as desperate as the lamb under the fangs of the fierce beast.

His original straight and beautiful military uniform was stained with stubble and blood spots, which was his adjutant, Tyson's last legacy to his boss when he was torn to pieces by the large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets.

Colonel Mario was very lucky. Yes, he saw with his own eyes that the main mast of his flagship was blown up like a fist on the main mast after a shot. He updated his adjutant Tyson's chest suddenly appeared a huge hole big enough to accommodate a football, and the flesh and blood sprayed. He had a head, and then Colonel Mario began to kneel on the ground and vomit wildly. When the terrible weapon came again, the deck was full of amputated arms, and countless hiss and howls came one after another, and Colonel Mario's original ambition was no longer known which place he was thrown to. Fang, at this moment, his heart is full of indescribable fear, yes, because the fear warship that kept spitting out terrible fire tongues came with murderous waves.

Each firing of the back-mear gun will emit a nearly ten-foot-long flame. After that, there is an earth-shaking explosion on the American warship hit by the shell, as well as the huge red and black fire like a volcanic eruption.

The original beautiful and attack formation of this squadron is now like a torn sea snake floating on the sea, and the seven warships are already showing their power at this moment, relying on their own strong defenses, and opening up madly at the squadron, which has been stunned.

As the ironclad ship got closer and closer to the squadron, the ferocious barrels of more heavy machine guns protruded from the ship'sboard, and then began to spit out the frightening fire tongue. The bullet screen composed of ejected bullets left a bullets on theboard of the warships of the United States of America. A terrible wound.

At this moment, Major General Hall, the commander of the United States Expeditionary Fleet, was looking in that direction with an incredible expression. A group of gunpowder smoke formed a strange gray-black cloud on the sea. From time to time, the sound of explosions even covered up the dense sound of artillery in front of the main fleet. The flames soaring into the sky were scattered. The emperor's formation has already told the Major General the fact that this elite squadron is in trouble, a lot of trouble.

Just as Major General Hall was hesitating whether to send another squadron to send reinforcements, he saw a pure black strange warship with thick smoke above like a prehistoric sea beast, crashing off a severely damaged sail warship in a rude posture, and rushed through the flames and The gunpowder smoke showed its true face to the warships of the United States of America...--------------------

(to be continued)