Chapter 654: Molotov Incendiary Bomb (Page 1/1)

In the face of the Changxing Army's surprise fleet, which was getting closer and closer, the coalition forces seemed a little flustered. On the one hand, they had to deal with the bombardment of Zheng Zhilong's fleet, and they also had to open artillery to prevent Zhang Huan's fleet from approaching.

When Zhang Huan's fleet was less than a mile away from the coalition forces, he immediately ordered a U-turn. The battleship faced the enemy on the side of the sea under the fire of the coalition forces, revealing a dense gun window. A darkened cannon poked its head out of the gun window, ready to open fire.

Flores, the commander of the Dry Lace fleet, immediately ordered to aim the artillery fire at the Zhang Huan fleet, which could sink the enemy ship as long as it could hit a few shots at such a close distance.

The Changxing army must not be allowed to open fire at will, otherwise his fleet will be in danger of being wiped out. At this moment, Zhang Huan's fleet was also in danger, and it was completely passively beaten before it crossed the hull, and it had no ability to fight back at all.

Seeing that the coalition warships were adjusting their hulls and the artillery was meowing to his side, Zhang Huan was very anxious. In any case, he had to withstand a round of coalition blows before he could adjust the battleship to the best angle.

"Let's hope the loss isn't too heavy!" These are the elites of the Changxing Army and Navy, and losing one of them will make him feel distressed for a long time!

The European naval power did not cover the dry wax, and in the short time when the Zhang Huan fleet turned, the dry silk people took the lead in adjusting the battleship and spit out hot shells at the Zhang Huan fleet.

Listening to the whistling sound, Zhang Huan could no longer care about maintaining his image, and jumped to the ground. The two soldiers around him immediately pounced on Zhang Huan and shouted: "Be careful, adults! ”

There was no time to care about the other warships, and Zhang Huan, who was lying on the deck, felt two violent vibrations from the hull. Shot! Also hit twice! Zhang Huan read silently in his heart.

When the enemy shelling was over, Zhang Huan stood up. Shouted loudly: "Take the wounded!" Rush to repair the battleship! Can the artillery crew still move? The early sun cannon changed the incendiary bomb for Lao Tzu and hit it hard! ”

At this time, the deck of the battleship was in disarray, and the upper part of the side was hit by enemy shells. A two-foot-wide gap was made in the side of the ship, and the flying wood chips scarred more than a dozen sailors.

Another shell hit the artillery deck, and one gun crew was killed or wounded. The 18-pounder gun was destroyed by the enemy, but fortunately, the first sun cannon was intact.

But the shell that hit the deck was a little different, this shell was a red-hot shell, and it landed on the deck and ignited a bunch of cables the instantly.

The soldiers of the Changxing Army were busy fighting fires and rescuing the wounded, and only two shells hit the Moby Dick battleship, keeping the Changxing Army busy.

That kind of red-hot cannonball is very dangerous, and if it weren't for the fierce fighting, the dry wax people wouldn't use it at will. To fire a cannonball that can ignite an enemy ship, you need to prepare a charcoal brazier next to the gun.

After the cannonball is fired, put it into the charcoal brazier and burn it, and when firing, you need to put a piece of mud about the thickness of the barrel after filling the gunpowder, so as not to let the red-hot shell ignite the gunpowder in the barrel.

After inserting the red-hot iron ball, fire the cannon quickly to avoid exploding. In the heat of naval battles, it was the veteran gunners who operated such shells, and if they made a mistake, they would explode.

Flores nodded in satisfaction, he was very satisfied with his gunner. The round of artillery just now hit more than half of the battleships, and some of them were hit by more than two shells.

With this percentage of hits, it only takes a few more rounds to sink most of the enemy ships. Just when he was thinking about sinking the enemy ship, the counterattack of the Changxing army also arrived.

I saw that the Changxing warships kept firing shells, and the sea was suddenly covered in a burst of gunsmoke. This smoke made Flores's heart tremble, and the amount of charge determined the power of the artillery.

Looking at the artillery of the Changxing Army in this way, it is certainly not a pleasant thing to be subjected to such a round of shelling.

On the top artillery deck, four early sun guns were aimed at the Dry Wax Silk battleship. The gunner skillfully loaded the ammunition and took out a special shell from the special wooden box on the side.

This shell is much lighter than other shells, and it weighs only half of the weight of more than 20 catties. The gunner first visually measured the distance between the two ships, and it was more than 300 paces.

The gunner picked up a thick goose feather and quickly cut a section with scissors. The sheared goose feathers are then inserted into the holes left by the shells, and the wooden supports on the shells are fed into the barrels.

The artillery commander, who had adjusted the angle, picked up the red-hot iron tongs and shouted, "The cannon is fired!" This is to remind other gunners to pay attention to the misoperation so as not to be shocked by the recoil of the gun.

Then there was a loud bang, and the early sun cannon fired that special cannonball out. The shells rose into the air and smashed into the enemy ships under the influence of gravity.

Flores watched the enemy ships fire incessantly, and her heart was really nervous. But he later judged from the whistling of the shells that several of the enemy's shells were missing.

What else is there to be afraid of such an enemy, at such a close distance, he can almost put the muzzle of the cannon on the opponent's ship and still fly, it seems that he is a little too careful.

Just as Flores was secretly congratulating himself on the fact that his ship had not been hit, a whistling sound sounded overhead. Flores quickly looked up, and the sight frightened him.

Several small black dots fell from the sky and smashed into his battleship. Flores roared: "The cannonball is coming!" Then he was rescued on the deck.

Flores, who held his head in his hands, felt a violent tremor on the deck, and the trembling power shook his chest and abdomen a little uncomfortable.

He hurriedly looked up and saw that three large holes had been smashed out of the deck of the battleship. Flores hurriedly picked it up and went over to inspect the damage to the battleship, and was relieved to see through the hole in the deck that the gun deck was intact.

Fortunately, the power of the enemy's artillery is not strong, and if the power is too great, it will be extremely troublesome to click through the artillery deck to reach the bottom warehouse.

The dry wax gunners on the artillery deck were also frightened by the three shells falling from the sky, and one of the gunners kicked the immobile shells with his foot.

As the shell rolled, he was surprised to find that it was still smoking. Just as he was about to crouch down to take a look, a white light flashed before his eyes, and then there was eternal darkness.

Flores' newly relaxed nerves were tensed by the continuous explosions of the battleship beneath his feet, and his first reaction was that the gunpowder had exploded.

He immediately rushed to the hatch leading to the gun deck, only to find that the original hatch had been blown away and had disappeared. From the artillery deck, a wave of heat made it difficult to breathe, just as Flores hesitated to go down.

A series of explosions resounded across the artillery deck, and Flores was shaken by the continuous explosions and fell unsteadily on the deck.

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