Amidst the constant explosions of shells from the Carlos V, the American sailors on the Indiana poured shells into the sea like crazy, repeating the mechanical movements over and over again in the smoke of maroon propellant.
Their eyes were fixed on the eight destroyers. Unfortunately, these wolves rushing up at high speed were not greatly affected by their efforts. They were still riding the wind and waves on the boiling sea, closing the distance between the two sides at extremely fast speeds.
distance.
"God bless, sink them quickly!" Schley stared at the sea with a pale face, staring at the destroyers passing through the exploding water columns and thinking silently in his heart.
Perhaps God heard his prayers and saw a huge fire ball suddenly exploded in the middle of one of the destroyers, and the small warship quickly began to sink.
However, before he could shout out with joy, a strange roar suddenly came, and he subconsciously threw himself to the ground. Then he saw countless firelights suddenly spurting out from the side wall of the command module protected by thick armor. The next moment
His eyes were blazing red.
On the Carlos V in the distance, Admiral Camara looked contentedly at the fire coming out of the Indiana's command tower, and said to an officer next to him: "Check which gun hit the enemy flagship commander.
Ta, I will personally bring medals to the gunner when I get back."
At this time, in the command tower of the Indiana, Dewey, whose arm was blown off, was struggling to stand up in a pool of blood. As for poor General Schley, who had been blown away long ago, he didn't even care about the wounds that kept gushing out.
He looked at the sea with a pale face. Five kilometers away, seven destroyers were firing torpedoes at the same time.
Dewey couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. He quietly watched the torpedo's trajectory extending towards his feet. He didn't know what he was mumbling, but he quickly closed his eyes and slipped on the ground.
A messy deck.
The moment he fell, the explosion's flames suddenly erupted underwater from the starboard side of the Indiana.
Seven torpedoes hit the flagship of the Atlantic Fleet at the same time. This first-class battleship of more than 10,000 tons, like the Iowa, disappeared from the sea within a few minutes, along with the fleet's chief and deputy commanders and hundreds of people on it.
officers and soldiers.
Shortly after the Indiana sank, during the pincer attack between the Princess Astraas and the Cologne, a 240mm shell drilled into the main gun ammunition compartment from the waterline, completely sending the Brooklyn into the water.
It hit the bottom of the sea, and the explosion of the ammunition depot was so powerful that it even blew the nine-thousand-ton armored cruiser into two pieces.
The successive sinkings of the flagship and the Brooklyn made the captain of the New York, Chadwick, finally lose the courage to fight. He left the Massachusetts with two protected cruisers and fled. In the end, only these three ships were left in the entire Atlantic Fleet.
The battleships fled back to Key West. Half an hour after their escape, the Massachusetts hoisted the white flag amid the Spanish siege, along with two protected cruisers and four auxiliary cruisers.
"Your Majesty, I am very happy. The Spanish won a complete victory in the Battle of Santarem. The U.S. Atlantic Fleet was completely wiped out except for the armored cruiser USS New York and two protected cruisers. The USS Massachusetts was captured and Fleet Commander Dewey was killed in the battle." Yang Feng's Navy Commander
Chief of Staff Peng Haoyang took the telegram sent back by Deng Shichang and ran to Yang Feng excitedly and said.
"Pay attention to your position. What does it mean to be overjoyed? Is the failure of our American friends worthy of your joy?" Prince Yang, wearing sunglasses on his face, reprimanded seriously and took the telegram from his hand with dissatisfaction.
Peng Haoyang lowered his head in shame.
"Ha. Ha!" Then he heard Prince Yang, who had just accused him of not gloating about his misfortune, burst into a burst of triumphant laughter, causing everyone around him to look askance.
They are now at a newly built airport outside Fuzhou City. Today is the day for the test flight of the magical machine aircraft invented by Yang Feng. Not only officials at all levels in Fuzhou, but also foreign envoys and newspaper reporters came in a bunch, and they were all stunned.
Looking at Prince Yang who was laughing wildly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please pay attention to your attitude. Minister Tian Bei is still here!" Peng Haoyang had to remind him carefully.
"Tian Bei? Can't I laugh when Tian Bei is here? What's the harm in having a smile on such a great day today?" Yang Feng said contemptuously, picked up the telegram, and then continued to walk to Tian Bei with a smile.
The others came forward and said: "Everyone, today will be a day that will go down in history forever. I believe that countless people will remember this day. Many people say that things heavier than air cannot fly, but I don't believe it. Today I am going to let
Look at the whole world, how I can make something heavier than air fly!"
The guests who came to cheers immediately applauded. Although they did not understand that Prince Yang, who was originally normal, suddenly became so excited, it was understandable considering that a scientist was a little particularly happy when a new invention was realized.
Among them, Tian Bei, who has been flattering Yang Feng recently, applauded the loudest. He will probably vomit blood when he goes back to find out the real reason why Yang Feng is happy.
A strange-looking machine was pushed out of a factory not far away by manpower. All the guests immediately widened their eyes in curiosity. This was a machine whose entire body was painted red, with a cylinder seven or eight meters long.
The shape of the body becomes thinner towards the back, and when closed at the end, it looks like an oversized red pepper. There are two propellers about one meter in length at the front end. An exposed engine can be seen behind the propellers, and a ship-shaped cabin is dug above the rear.
, there are seats inside, and behind the seats is something like wings, about nine meters long. There is another thing like this under the machine, parallel to the one above, but slightly shorter, between the two
It is supported by steel pipes. There are two wheels under the bottom, and there are also some steel cables of unknown purpose. There are short fish scale-shaped things inserted on the left and right sides of the tail, and there is a larger vertical one on top.
There is also a wheel under the tail.
Of course, these guests will not know that this is a biplane yet.
Of course, Yang Feng would not build a shabby wooden frame like the Wright brothers. If he wanted to build it, he would have to at least directly build an Albatross D5, a 200-horsepower air-cooled engine. This was strictly in accordance with his design drawings and was completed by engineers from Mawei Shipyard.
After a lot of hard work and countless wasted materials, it was finally made for him using expensive electrolytic aluminum. Of course, Yang Feng's personal help was also indispensable.
Thin-walled alloy steel pipes were made by Fuzhou's steel factory in order to meet the needs of Zhennan Wang. This thing is stronger than what Albatross used in history. The plywood used for the skin is also the latest research. Of course,
It also relied on the guidance of Prince Yang. Although this aircraft seemed very simple to Yang Feng, in this era, it was the crystallization of real high technology. Both the engine and the skin were unique. If you take into account the waste of materials and
In terms of manpower, this simplest wooden biplane cost more than half a million taels of silver.
"How about it? This is an airplane. With this thing, we can fly freely in the sky, just like those birds, and the speed may be faster than the birds. According to my calculations, we can fly at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour.
It's not a problem, it only takes a few hours to fly from here to Shanghai." Yang Feng said proudly.
There was an immediate chorus of exclamation in response. Although the guests didn't know much about science, considering the status of the man in front of him in the scientific community, since he said this thing could fly, it probably could really fly.
Immediately afterwards, the test pilot who was personally guided by Yang Feng carefully sat in the cockpit. Of course, Prince Yang could not do such a dangerous job himself, but his test pilot had also practiced on the simulator for more than two months. As long as
There is absolutely no problem in just taking off without being scared and panicking. Although landing will be risky, this is not within the scope of Yang Feng's consideration.
"Don't panic, just pretend you are sitting in a simulator and just follow the actions I taught you. As long as you don't make mistakes, there won't be any problems." Yang Feng lied in front of the plane and told him seriously.
"Your Majesty, it is not a pity for a villain to die, for fear of breaking this treasure you invented." The test pilot selected from the Army Academy said what he meant. In fact, there are still many people who are willing to go through fire and water for Yang Feng at this time, especially
It is these military students who are indoctrinated every day with the thoughts of being loyal to the King of Zhennan. Many of them would probably not frown if Yang Feng told them to die. The Chinese people's thoughts these days have not been completely destroyed by those fallacies and heresies.
The four words of loyalty and integrity are still very important.
Yang Feng slapped him on the back of the head and said: "Bullshit, the machine is worth a shit, Your Majesty, I am not short of money, human life is the most precious, I guess there will be no danger when you take off, and there will be no danger during the flight, even when you land.
It may be dangerous, but as long as you strictly follow what I teach you, you'll be fine. If you really feel like you can't fall, just fly up again. Just try it in the sky a few more times. Watch the fuel gauge. If you run out of fuel, you're not sure yet.
Just pull it up and jump out. After jumping out, pull the rope when you are far enough away from the plane, and the parachute will bring you back to the ground safely."
The test pilot nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes, then solemnly saluted Yang Feng with a military salute and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the villain will definitely drop it."
Yang Feng stepped aside with satisfaction. A ground crew member helped the test pilot start the propeller. As the propeller rotated at high speed, the aircraft began to taxi on the runway in front of surprised eyes, and then the speed became faster and faster.
At Yang Feng's signal, the test pilot jerked the control stick, and the fiery red biplane flew into the sky. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!