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After receiving the order, the weapon operator on the armed helicopter simply aimed, and a missile on the external missile launcher flew out immediately!

Under normal circumstances, the missiles on armed helicopters are used to deal with tank-level combat vehicle units. It is difficult to cause a fatal blow to warship-level units because there is a gap in specifications between them.

However, the current situation is obviously not an ordinary situation.

There is basically no possibility of hitting it empty. The flying missile hits one of the sail warships at the moment.

The violent explosion spread crazily, carrying the flames of the explosion and instantly destroying the wooden hull of the sail warship.

There is no doubt that the fatal blow would almost blow the entire sail warship into pieces!

This is the gap in technological power. As long as there are enough ammunition, the armed helicopter can probably completely destroy this sailing fleet.

The terrifying blow not only killed a large number of enemy navy soldiers in an instant, but also frightened countless soldiers on other sailing battleships to the point where they froze on the spot.

What's going on? What happened at that moment? Why was their sail warship suddenly blown to pieces?

At that moment, they had too many questions in their minds.

Until the voice from the armed helicopter came again...

"This is just a simple warning. Stop your approach immediately. If you don't listen again, next time, we will directly destroy your entire fleet!"

The previous big explosion that blew their sail warship into pieces on the spot gave this warning a direct and terrifying deterrent effect.

A threat of death instantly enveloped their minds.

The commander-in-chief of the fleet obviously did not dare to gamble on this, and he quickly roared and issued an order to stop advancing.

Then, the ocean-going fleet under Dark Behm spread out their formation and slowly pressed forward.

After the distance was shortened to a certain point, the huge steel warship of Wanjie Civilization undoubtedly brought another terrifying sense of oppression to the opponent.

Before, I had only heard some simple descriptions from reports, and could not fully realize the horror of these steel warships.

Now that the distance has been shortened, that terrifying posture, combined with the previous terrifying strikes, has caused a large number of enemy naval soldiers to almost lose their will to fight.

Compared with the steel warships in front of them, their sail warships looked like toys!

In fact, it doesn't matter whether we let these sail warships approach or not.

Everyone can see that even if these sail warships come close, they cannot threaten them.

Under this premise, the reason why Dark Bem did this was to put it bluntly, he was killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, intimidating the opponent, letting the opponent know how powerful he was, so that he could completely take over the dominant position!

If the fleet continues to press forward, based on the tonnage of their warships, it is estimated that they can directly crush those sail warships on the spot.

But he obviously has no interest in doing that.

It was easy to tell which flagship was the main flagship on the other side. After closing the distance to a certain extent, the two ships connected. Duck Bem, who was standing on the deck of the ship, directly led his navy and land forces.

The soldiers of the team jumped onto the deck of the main flagship opposite.

Faced with this situation, the naval soldiers on the enemy deck, each holding a matchlock gun, looked like they were facing a formidable enemy!

Then, behind a row of musket formations, a middle-aged man who seemed to be the commander-in-chief of the fleet shouted loudly at them...

"Stop approaching! What is your purpose of trespassing into our territorial waters without authorization!!"

Facing this battle, the adjutant who was following Dark Bem obviously couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice, trying not to let out a laugh.

At the same time, many Marine Corps soldiers behind him were in the same state.

Because this battle of the indigenous people seemed too funny to them.

How to describe this feeling? It's like a group of children threatening them with toy guns with serious faces.

He is a regular soldier who has received professional training and has been in the army for many years. They will never laugh in a serious occasion like this.

Unless I can't help it...

I can't help it, life at sea is really boring.

And this group of natives brought them so much joy when they met again, it was really a feeling that they had not seen for a long time.

Coming back to the topic, Duck Bem didn’t intend to hide such a question, he went straight to the point...

"We are a fleet from the civilization of all realms, and the purpose of our coming here is very simple. From now on, all the people in your country will submit to the civilization of all realms and accept the rule of our Emperor. That's all.

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"You're dreaming! Fire!!!"

Seizing an opportunity, the enemy naval commander directly signaled his musketeers to open fire.

In his opinion, although the opponent's strange weapons and fleet are terrifying, humans are still humans after all. In addition, Dark Bem does not wear any metal armor, so it is impossible to block their musket attacks no matter how hard he thinks!

The other party took the initiative to come to their deck, which was undoubtedly an opportunity for them.

The enemy's musketeers were still somewhat capable. The formation they stood in was a typical queuing and shooting position, and they fired three shots in the shortest time.

Amidst the almost continuous gunshots, dense musket pellets flew out of the gun and flew towards Dark Bem and the others.

Just when the indigenous soldiers were imagining the scene of Dak Bem and the others screaming in agony amidst the hail of bullets, and then falling one by one, the next second, the scene before their eyes completely froze their expressions.

Lived.

After the three rounds of musket fire, a group of Marine Corps soldiers led by Duck Behm were still standing there intact, even looking at them with half-smiling faces.

Hold them.

"Reload ammunition, reload ammunition quickly!"

The naval commander screamed in terror.

The reloading efficiency of the matchlock gun is not that fast. After shooting three rounds of shots in the shortest time, it is estimated that it will take about half a minute to reload the next round of attacks.

And during this half minute, Dark Bem stretched out his clenched fist forward unhurriedly. After releasing it, there was a "crackling" sound, and Dark Bem

Mu's voice sounded again.

"Do you want to continue playing?"
Chapter completed!