Accompanied by a violent explosion, orange flames exploded in the air and swallowed up the entire warship in an instant.
In the smoke and fire, countless steel fragments and scorching flames swept across the deck like sharp blades, penetrating the bodies of the Argentinian sailors. The fragments hit the hard naval guns and exploded into missiles around them. In the blink of an eye,
In the meantime, he smashed the sailor's shoulder, dragging the severed arm and pieces of meat flying to other places.
But in just a moment, the originally tidy deck turned into a slaughterhouse. When the smoke dissipated, the black deck had been dyed red, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, in a pool of blood.
Among the corpses, broken bodies struggled and howled.
Broken arms, intestines, and internal organs were scattered everywhere in a pool of blood. It looked like a slaughterhouse, and this slaughterhouse frightened everyone.
After all, people never imagined that a cannonball could be so powerful.
After the explosion, the sisal canvas on the mast was instantly ignited as if it had been dipped in oil. The canvas on the top of the head machine was burning, and the deck was all red.
Between the blood and fire, the wounded struggled desperately and cried.
The damage caused by the shells exploding in the air was staggering, and it caused a devastating blow to the deck on the stern side - the officers standing upright were like targets, being swept away by the steel fragments. Violent
The shock wave even directly tore some people into pieces like rag dolls. Their arms and thighs were ripped off directly from the joints. While the limbs were torn off, various fragments also hit with the shock wave, penetrating their
The body, and Rezas, the commander of the squadron, did not even have time to give an urgent order. The rigging pulley blew up and hit his chest. His chest was sunk and he could no longer breathe. He was spitting out blood.
Looking around in despair, there were almost no living people around him.
Those eyes that had lost any sparkle were full of despair, and even more so, confusion. Even until his death, he didn't understand what was going on?
"Oh my God, what's going on..."
Davis struggled to stand up from the pool of blood. He looked around in horror, his eyes full of shock.
Is this... a shelling?
What appeared before his eyes was as if he had been ravaged by the God of Death. As far as he looked, there was nothing but death. In the burning smoke, he even had the illusion that the ammunition depot had exploded!
Even the explosion of the ammunition depot is not so powerful!
"Sir, sir, what should we do now?"
A trainee officer covered in blood shouted at him.
The captain died, the first mate died, and they lost almost all their senior officers - their positions were so suitable. The shells that exploded in the middle of the topmast directly swept the quarter deck, sending almost everyone into
to hell,
"Where's the captain?"
"Dead, all dead, sir, you are the only one left now..."
Davis was not a soldier. Facing the crying trainee officer, the moment he looked in the direction of the coastal fort, he hurriedly shouted.
"Retreat, retreat, before we are finished..."
What is certain is that Davis's order saved everyone. If it were not for the impressive accuracy of the mechanical sights in these days and the limited hit rate, they probably would not have had a chance to escape.
Escaped!
He actually escaped!
Standing on the edge of the parapet, Kelsey's eyes widened and she couldn't believe her eyes.
As a photographer, or the only photographer in South China, he specially brought his apprentice to take some photos, but he did not expect to be able to take pictures of war scenes. After all, the exposure time of the camera is very long, and the old-fashioned silver plate,
The exposure time is several minutes long. Even using the most advanced "wet plates", the exposure time takes several seconds, but using them is often quite tedious work, just a variety of equipment and chemicals.
A wagon would need to be filled with stuff. The toxic solutions and mixtures involved in using a camera made it difficult for anyone without a working knowledge of chemistry to take pictures.
The complicated preparation process and long exposure time make it impossible to take pictures of the battle scene. At most, you can take some commemorative photos before and after the battle breaks out.
For example, let's let the soldiers do some posing. Including Zhu Xianhai, he also posed for a few photos before. Fortunately, he stayed still for a few seconds. If he stayed still for a few minutes, it would probably be a typical attempt to commit suicide.
The cameras of this era were not mature at all. According to the standards of future generations, they could only take pictures of loneliness.
"Can I take a photo?"
Kelsey didn't feel confident when she took a photo facing the sea. After all, the exposure time was very long, and even if it was taken, it might be blurry.
But right now, he doesn't care about that much anymore, he's just trying.
"Escaped, actually escaped!"
Staring at the three wooden-hulled ships escaping in a hurry on the sea, Zhu Xianhai felt a rush of grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart... They were escaping too fast!
"You...can't you hold on a little longer and let us shoot a few more times to practice our skills?"
Zhu Xianhai was a little depressed. You know, he had prepared 100 rounds of 100-kilogram "heavy artillery shells" for the Argentine Navy, but its power was not only reflected in its weight, but more importantly, its charge, and
Unlike ordinary cannonballs filled with black powder or silica nitrate explosives, these cannonballs are filled with picric acid explosive, that is, trinitrophenol, which was synthesized in 1771 and used as a dye for silk since 1849.
Yellow dye was the first artificial dye to be used. It spent decades peacefully in dyehouses. It was not used on the battlefield until the 1890s. As a high-energy explosive, it even helped Japan win the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895.
One of the key reasons for the Battle of Tsushima.
In order to surprise the Argentines, Zhu Xianhai specially took this dye from the dye factory and put it into the artillery shells. Facts have proved that its power is indeed extremely amazing, but now, it is just an appetizer.
The main course hasn't been served yet, why did you run away?
"Can't you guys have some backbone?"
Looking at the Argentine warship going away, Zhu Xianhai said a little helplessly.
"Director Ding!"
"Commander!"
Ding Wentao said with shame.
"I disappoint the commander-in-chief. The brothers are really unworthy of the commander-in-chief's training!"
It’s hard to describe in one word!
"A distance of almost three kilometers, one hit out of twelve shots, a hit rate of more than 8%, it seems to be quite qualified!"
I'm afraid even this cannonball was a matter of luck. After all, they had only been training for a few months. Some things cannot be forced.
After a pause, Zhu Xianhai patted his shoulder and said.
"Intensify your training!"
The training of gunners still needs to be strengthened!
Looking at the gunners cheering for the enemy's escape, Zhu Xianhai congratulated them on the occasion, but he knew very well that this time it was just a fluke.
If the opponent is tenacious enough, it is not certain who will win in the end. However, with the astonishing power of the 100-kilogram artillery shells, as long as one shell hits the Argentine warship, the devastating blow it will cause will probably make the opponent
The direction is now running away.
Just like now, did the shell hit the mast or the sail? Zhu Xianhai didn't know, but one thing is certain, after this shot, he broke up with Argentina.
What does the future hold?
Total war?
How likely is this?
Zhu Xianhai was a little curious about what kind of choice Mitre would make.
"The chess game has begun, I'm just waiting for your next move!"
The corners of Zhu Xianhai's lips raised slightly, and a sneer flashed on his face.
Hit with one punch to avoid hundreds of punches coming.
Maybe Mitre hasn't learned this sentence, but he doesn't know at all. To a certain extent, we are looking forward to this punch!
After experiencing the long-term war of resistance in the simulator, it can be said that Zhu Xianhai has long forgotten about Argentina, and he has old and new hatreds for Mitrena.
In the Buenos Aires simulation, in order to seize Helen's company, Mitre sent his henchmen to pretend to be soldiers to steal his money and kill him. In that long-term simulation, it was that guy who sent the envoy
, targeted and dealt the most fatal blow to Nanhua in the immigration process.
revenge!
Zhu Xianhai has a very good memory. Not only can he remember the books and documentaries he has read in the past, but he also has an even deeper memory of hatred.
And he is definitely a vengeful person.
For Zhu Xianhai, this move was a kind of revenge. Of course, this was not a blind move that came from hard work.
