Chapter 613: Demon King Satan's Ship!

"Flowering shells, this is the flowering bullets used by the army!" A naval officer shouted loudly, flowering shells, in this era there were already shells with gunpowder inside, which were called flowering shells, but due to the instability of the fuse of such shells with gunpowder, the probability of such shells being used on battleships was almost equal to zero.

This kind of flowering shell is mainly used in the army, in addition to artillery, there is also a group of special troops, which are dedicated to igniting this kind of shell and throwing it at the enemy, which is the origin of grenadiers.

However, the power of this flowering cannonball fired by the cannon on the other party's strange ship is too great, it is almost like the power of dozens of flowering cannons that explode after hitting a target at the same time.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is only one cannon on this strange ship, return fire, fight back with all your might, I don't believe that his battleship is made of steel." Colonel Mario reacted quickly, and when he saw the tragic situation of the **, his anger made his eyes red, and he roared loudly.

His roar quickly sobered up the veterans of the battle, and several warships in the middle of the fleet all fired at the strange ship with hatred, and the cannonballs whistling in the sky smashed towards the strange ship of the Orientals like a meteorite wrapped in flames outside the sky!

"**He***, these *** are too dark, they really use our ironclad ship as a big bell, and they are smashing it here." Liang Xiao, the gun chief of the foredeck turret, shook his head that was a little shaky, and cursed loudly, which immediately provoked the laughter of his companions in the turret.

There is only one gun in the turret, which is a breech-loading gun with an air-hydraulic reentry machine, the base of which is fixed to a steerable base, and the turret that protects the gun and the gunner is cast directly on the deck, which greatly reduces the weight of the gun and allows the gun to move more quickly in the turret. However, because it was cast on the deck, and for added defensiveness, the middle and rear parts of the turret were completely integrated, so that the guns on the foredeck could only move within a 18-degree angle to the front, and the same was true for the guns on the rear deck.

"Report, ammunition reloaded!" At this moment, the sweat-soaked gunner's roaring voice echoed in the choking turret with the smoke of gunpowder.

"Target port five degrees, ruler...... Fire! With the roar of the cannon commander Liang Xiao, the slender barrel of about five inches in caliber suddenly fell, and then there was a roar like the sky and the earth cracking, and the blazing flames at the mouth of the cannon barrel had not yet dissipated, and the shell weighing dozens of pounds was already like a black lightning bolt under the help of the propellant, just in the blink of an eye, in front, the hull of another battleship next to the battleship that had just been blown out of a huge hole by a cannon saw a bewitching spark again, followed by a deafening explosion that exploded a mile away.

"Good! Both guns were hit, and the beam artillery captains were really good! Standing in the conning tower, which was not much higher than the turret, through the observation window that would not exceed the width of a four-pound shell, Zhang Baozai excitedly smashed his fist on the thick bridge armor.

"It's a pity that there is only one artillery, if there are more cannons like this, I am afraid that the world can go anywhere." Pan Huixia, the first mate with an excited face, said with a hint of regret.

This nearly forty-year-old first mate is one of the pirate cadres of the old Liang family, just before coming to the New World from the East, Pan Huixia, who had already become the captain of a third-class battleship, was a hundred unwilling when he first received this order, but after being interviewed by Liang Pengfei alone for about an hour, the captain of the third-level battleship who was originally complaining was directly ordered by Liang Pengfei to be appointed as the first mate of Zhang Baozai, and he took over this task very happily.

The reason is that Liang Pengfei promised this old hardcore subordinate of the Liang family, as long as he can serve as Zhang Baozai's young deputy during the New World period, helping and guiding this young man, then, after his position is over, he will become a first-class battleship captain, or the latest ironclad captain.

"Report to the captain, the distance is already close to five hundred 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 yelled loudly at the passage leading to the lower 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 about ten inches wide and five inches high, and then, from that small window, a gun barrel protruded, yes, it was the barrel of the machine gun that had been used in the Battle of Beijing, but these three barrels were much thicker than the barrels of the machine guns in the Battle of Beijing.

At the beginning of the design of this ironclad ship, its congenital defects have been determined, 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, and this difference is mainly in quantity.

There is only one large-caliber breech gun on the front and rear decks, which makes the ironclad ship far more than all contemporary warships in the defense ability under the premise that the firepower is very lacking, and the designers proposed to equip the guns of the sail battleship with a large number of guns on the side of the ship, but this proposal was vetoed by Liang Pengfei at the beginning, because the weight of the ironclad itself exceeds that of the sail battleship, even if it is only loaded with two large-caliber guns, it has made the speed of this steam-powered battleship no longer have an advantage, If you add a large number of guns, then this is not a battleship, but a tractor-speed mobile battery.

In the end, a designer proposed the use of heavy machine guns, which are lightweight and lethal weapons, and installed them on battleships, which quickly got Liang Pengfei's approval, and finally, it took nearly half a year to finally develop this kind of ship's heavy machine gun.

The ironclad ship was equipped with five of these ship's heavy machine guns on each side of the ship, one on the bow and one on the stern, for a total of twelve.

There were three small windows open in the bow and sides of the ship, and the iron-black barrels of the three machine guns began to roar briskly as the commander of the machine guns gave the order, as if they were sounding music to the heavy guns on the deck.

Zhang Baozai and the others could clearly see the gunpowder smoke spewing out from under the bow of the battleship, as well as the light explosion sound of the bullets that the battleship could not hide even if the solid bullets fired by the enemy ship were spit out by the barrel.

The original rigorous formation of the detachment of the United States of America in front was hit by the gunfire of this ironclad ship, the middle of the linear formation was like a long snake being torn into two by life, and the two sail warships that were hit were like two seals that had been fatally wounded by killer whales and were dying on the sea.

And when the heavy machine guns on the ironclad ship fired, the formation that was barely maintained suddenly began to panic.

The side of the battleship was easily torn by the large-caliber heavy machine gun, one after another hideous holes, flying wood chips, and bullets whose kinetic energy had not completely decayed raging inside the battleship, and those American Navy officers and men who were hit by large-caliber machine gun bullets were like being hit head-on by a rushing train, no matter which part was shot, it would burst into a hideous and incurable wound, and they could only howl miserably, waiting for the kiss of death.

"My God, Virgin Mary, what the hell is this, is this the ship of Satan?" Colonel Mario, who knelt on the deck, was as obscene as a begging beggar, the boat-shaped cap on his head had long since flown away, the golden wig on his head was tightly pulled in his hands, the corners of his mouth were still hanging from the vomited yellow bile mucus, his eyes trembled like a nervous patient, and his eyes were desperate like lambs under the fangs of the beast.

His sleek, beautiful military uniform was stained with stubble and blood, the last legacy of his lieutenant, Tyson, when he was torn to pieces by the bullets from his heavy machine gun.

Colonel Mario was lucky, yes, he saw with his own eyes that the mainmast of his flagship had been blown open like a fist in the mainmast after being shot, and he watched as his adjutant Tyson's chest suddenly appeared a huge hole the size of a football, and the flesh spewed out of his head, and then Colonel Mario began to fall to his knees and vomit, and when the terrible weapon came again, the deck was full of severed limbs and stumps, and countless screams and howls followed, and Colonel Mario's original ambition has long since been thrown to where it has been thrown, and at this moment, his heart is full of unspeakable fear, yes, because the dreaded battleship that keeps spewing terrible tongues of fire is murderously cleaving the waves.

Each firing of the breech-loading guns spewed flames nearly a foot long, followed by the earth-shattering explosion of the American battleship hit by the shell, and the huge red-black tumbling fire that looked like a volcanic eruption.

The original beautiful and aggressive formation of this detachment was like a sea serpent torn to pieces, rising and falling on the sea, and the seven battleships were already showing their might at this moment, relying on their own strong defense, firing wildly at this already stunned detachment.

As the ironclad ships got closer and closer to the detachment, more heavy machine guns with hideous barrels sticking out of the ship's side, and then, began to spit out the terrifying tongue of fire, and the barrage of bullets that sprayed left a terrible wound on the side of the warships of the United States of America.

At this moment, Rear Admiral Hall, commander of the expeditionary fleet of the United States of America, was looking in that direction with an unbelievable expression, and the clouds of gunpowder smoke formed a strange gray-black cloud on the sea surface, and the explosions that came from time to time even covered up the dense artillery sound in front of the main fleet.

Just as Rear Admiral Hall was hesitating whether to send another detachment to reinforce it, he saw a strange battleship that was pure black and billowing smoke from above, like a prehistoric sea beast, in a brutal manner, smashed through the flames and smoke, and showed its true face to the warship group of the United States of America......