"I'm rubbing! What are you doing?" Yang Feng, who was fixed to his seat, yelled angrily.

The shuttle loaded with tens of thousands of tons of goods, at this time, like a stubborn ball, rolled in the torrent of light, and on the bulkhead in front of him, the beautiful avatar was using her somewhat distorted little mouth to emit an electronic voice without any emotion: "Space storm, system damage, space storm, system damage..."

"Huh?!" Boss Yang looked at her with stunned eyes, but unfortunately the beautiful avatar ignored his gaze and continued to repeat those two sentences there without stopping, and then like a gray wolf shouting that I will definitely come back, the screen went black with a lingering sound.

But at the same time, Yang Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, because at this time, his eyes had changed to a blue sea.

"A false alarm!" The thing wiped the cold sweat from his head and said.

"Huh? How is it daytime?" He looked at the blue sky and blue sea outside in a daze, and knew that according to the time, it should be late at night here. He subconsciously stood up, but unfortunately he didn't, because the metal strap tied to his chest didn't give him face at all.

"Isn't it? Hey, beauty! Beautiful sister! Beautiful big sister! Auntie, aunt and grandmother! Don't abandon me! Yang Feng wanted to cry and shouted at the bulkhead without tears, and shouted for more than an hour before the beauty avatar appeared again, but it still looked a little distorted from time to time.

"Space Storm Causes..."

"Let me go first!" Yang Feng interrupted her words without hesitation, and the metal strap was immediately retracted, and he didn't even bother to listen to the words behind the beautiful woman's avatar, so he couldn't wait to pounce.

"What did you just say?" While standing on the deck, releasing the pressure on the bladder towards the pure sea water like a mountain spring, the cargo asked the beautiful woman's avatar behind him in a comfortable mood.

"The space storm caused damage to the system, and it is currently undergoing self-repair, and the traversal function is suspended during the repair period, and the deformation function is limited." The beautiful avatar said quietly.

"Huh?" Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders in surprise, this was not a big deal for him, he raised his head very casually, but then he and his little friends were stunned.

Because at this time, on the sea in the distance, a gray warship flying the flag of the British Navy is breaking through the waves, or it can also be said that it is slowly crawling to the side, to be honest, Yang Feng has seen a lot of warships, but he has never seen such a slow warship, the speed is estimated to exceed fifteen knots, then even if he has been mixed at sea all these years, of course, this is not the most important, the most important thing is that the appearance of this warship is too strange.

A huge chimney is billowing with smoke, at first glance it is coal-burning, there is actually a towering mast in the front and rear, coupled with the messy deck layout, how weird it looks, I feel that the overall shape still has a little afterglow of a battleship in the sail era, but the turret at the bow of the ship looks very majestic, although the appearance is a little ugly, the caliber is a little smaller, it is estimated that it is 152 at most.

"This, what's going on?" He pointed to the warship, which was clearly built no earlier than 1900, and said in a trembling voice.

"This is what I was about to tell you, the space storm has interfered with the path of traversal, and we are now in a strange plane." The beauty avatar said in a tone without the slightest mood swing.

"Are you playing with me? My rich family business! My wives big and small! Yang Feng let out a roar of grief and indignation.

"We can go back." The beauty avatar said.

"How long?" Yang Feng said viciously.

"I don't know what to do." The beauty avatar said very dryly.

All right! The matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more, the key now is how to deal with this situation, the shuttle is full of goods more than a hundred years later, this warship will definitely go on board to inspect after it comes, and then wait for it to be wiped out! At this point, Yang Feng did not have any illusions.

Gotta sink it! He turned his gaze to the portrait of the beautiful woman.

"Can you still play with the air cannon?"

"No, only the simplest small-scale transformation can be done right now." The beauty avatar said.

Yang Feng looked at her very hurt again, and then hurriedly ran back to the cabin, turned on the computer to find the list of this batch of goods.

Anti-ship missiles? No, you can't play alone, tank? Useless, armored vehicles? More useless, airplanes? I'm rubbing, what a mess this is! Could it be that I also bought these five doe girls? Yang Feng looked at the list of weapons in his cargo and felt a little broken.

It seemed that only torpedoes could be used, and the goods finally found the most suitable weapon, the acoustic self-guided heavy torpedo.

It's still okay to make a torpedo tube on the bulkhead of the beautiful avatar, and then grab a torpedo with a mechanical arm and stuff it in, close the back cover and fill it with water, as for how to start the torpedo without a launch control system, this little thing is that the beautiful avatar does it herself, it's nothing more than electric start.

By the time he was done, the warship was already very close, and it was obvious that this big ship that was equally strange to them was also very vigilant, so the single-mounted gun in the bow was aimed at Yang Feng, and now at this distance, this small warship looked even uglier.

The tonnage is estimated to be no more than 1,000 tons, and the total armament is only two 152 guns and four small-caliber guns, according to the standard this is also a large artillery ship, is it a bit too cruel to take 533 heavy torpedoes to hit people, at this time the warships are not only watertight design is pitiful, but also many of them are also wooden planks with armor, and if you don't get it, you will be blown up directly into slag.

Of course, Yang Feng will not really find out with his conscience, who knows if these British will find out with his conscience? The cargo waved its arms excitedly through the glass of the cabin, just like a resentful woman who had been absent for many years saw a group of strong men, and then asked the beautiful woman to quietly aim the underwater torpedo tube at the target two hundred meters away.

The other party did not perceive the danger at all, because he found that his target did not have any weapons, so the gunboat directly stopped and lowered the dinghy, and just when the four sailors boarded the dinghy, one of the guys, who had just picked up the oars, suddenly looked at the sea in amazement, and then jumped into the sea without any hesitation with a scream.

In a stunned gaze, under the clear sea, a black shadow crashed into the waterline of the warship like a sprinting shark, and Yang Feng could even see an officer on the opposite deck, looking at him with the eyes of a fool.

Yang Feng smiled very obscenely, and even raised his hand and waved at him.

In the light of the torpedo explosion, the officer gave him a hard middle finger and was shocked into the air at the same time, and then saw a shard of steel slam directly at him.

The 533-mm heavy torpedo charge is more than 200 kilograms, and it is a powerful black Sokin, such an underwater explosion, not to mention a small gunboat, even a 10,000-ton cruiser can't stand it, this British warship was directly blown in half from the middle, and the flying debris even fell on the top of Yang Feng's head, smashing it with a clanging sound, and then it took less than five minutes to completely disappear from the sea.

Yang Feng came out of the cabin at this time, carrying an M1911 in his hand, staring at the sea like a brown bear hunting salmon, he was looking for fish that slipped through the net, and soon let him find one, in the middle of a pile of garbage that surfaced, there was actually a British officer, although his eyes were closed, but it was obvious that this guy's acting skills were relatively poor, and his hands holding a broken wooden board were as tight as holding a beautiful woman.

"Hurry up! Don't pretend!" Yang Feng said unceremoniously.

The other party was indifferent.

Yang Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, raised his hand and shot him directly into his hand holding the wooden plank, and the 11.43mm bullet immediately broke one of his fingers, and the officer opened his eyes screaming.

"You devil, the Royal Navy won't let you go." This kid is also a person who understands, and he knows that Yang Feng can't let him go, so he simply shows a lot of courage.

"The devil? I love the tune!" Yang Feng was very satisfied with his title, he said while playing with his pistol: "But I can give you a chance, answer me a few small questions, I may be able to let you continue to fend for yourself here, if you refuse, then I will break all your two arms, and then let you fend for yourself."

The officer stared at him with a vicious gaze.

"Just a few simple questions, the current time, place, and better details including the year." Yang Feng said.

"On April 22, 1890, this was the Atlantic."

At this, a crazy smile appeared on the officer's face.

"Orientals, who have offended the dignity of the British Empire, wait to bear the wrath of the soldiers of the Empire! I'll be waiting for you in hell!" He shouted with a wild laugh.

Yang Feng raised his hand and shot him in the forehead.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" The thing said coldly.

It is indeed scary to offend the British Empire at this time, but if the British Empire does not know that it has offended him, it doesn't matter.

There is no such thing as wireless telegraphy these days, as long as there is no living mouth, who knows who did this? Big Boss Yang shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

1890, what a time! It seems that he can play bigger, but this task seems to be quite heavy, for example, Yi Guifei needs results, Braided Chao needs to be killed, and His Majesty the Emperor needs to play to death, and the British need to pit it...

"That's a lot of work! Need to make a list and take your time!" The thing muttered to itself with some emotion.