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But the traversers did not have such patience for the consumption of the people, which is not to say that they are too ambitious, but they are limited by many conditions.

First of all, their ammunition reserves are not very sufficient, and it is difficult to manufacture trigger fuses for high-explosive shells, some of which require the use of modern materials, and so far a total of more than 100 rounds have been made, and they will not be able to replenish much in the future. Although all the ammunition reserves were carried onto the ship, according to the current average probability of four to five shots to hit one shot, it would probably take all the shells to blow up and sink the galleon, but there was another one behind it.

On the other hand, the opponent's artillery was also firing non-stop, and the accuracy was gradually coming up, and now those Dutch gunners must have finally figured out the amount of charge at this distance, and the splash was getting closer and closer to the Qionghai.

More than a dozen bronze cannons kept shooting like this, and it was hard to guarantee that there were not one or two who won the prize. The shells fired by the Dutch were all solid spheres, about the size of a shot put used in sports competitions, and this thing smashed into the board of the Qionghai, although it cannot be said that it would definitely penetrate it, but if a hole was missed, it was basically impossible to repair it with the current technical strength of the traverser.

"Hit hit hit hit ......**! Today, this cannon barrel is still in conflict with me! ”

No. 2 gunner Lin Shenhe angrily smashed his fist on the mortar barrel that had missed again, but his hand was immediately scalded by the hot barrel and a large blister was burned, and the skin collapsed.

It's no wonder that Lin Shenhe was angry, yesterday in the face of thousands of Ming troops, he had three artillery hits, and he was a bit of Zhao Zhangcheng's second posture. But today, the gun position was only moved to the deck of the ship, and there was such a large wooden-hulled ship opposite, with six shells in front and rear, except for the first gun, which was the closest, and the back was getting more and more deflected. So far, none of them have hit.

"Alright, Deep River. Hitting a moving target at this distance, our gun position itself is also moving, and the hit rate is not high in the first place. ”

The old horse next to him saw that he was really anxious, and he didn't want to bandage his arm burned, so he said comfort. But Lin Shenhe didn't appreciate it:

"If you fire eight shots, you can hit four shots. I fired six shots and got nothing...... Damn, that's too big a gap! ”

Ma Qianshan pouted secretly, no longer saying that he was a professional artilleryman and had received several years of professional training, and the training of the Chinese People's Liberation Army could not be described by the word "hard". And Lin Shenhe is just a hobbyist in the final analysis, and the American environment is more relaxed and they can play casually, but after all, it is just playing. It took only a dozen days to systematically train and shoot dozens of solid calibration shells, and I had never practiced firing guns on a ship, and now it is normal to miss the target.

But it's not good to say it to your face. Although Lin Shenhe usually doesn't put on a show, he also scolds and jokes, and tries his best to get along with everyone, but after all, he is from a background, and there are some places that cannot be touched.

However, his old age does not mean that others are like this, Ye Mengyan, who is also helping on the gun position, does not know the importance of two hundred and five. Casual joke:

"What's the matter, Shen Yanei, no? It's a weak day. ”

"You know what a fart, when Lao Tzu walks the fruit and plays with women, you are still pulling your crotch, which of those things in China is not what we are left over! …………”

Lin Shenhe was really furious, and a series of Beijing accents and Beijing tones mixed with a large number of foreign language words scolded poor Xiao Ye as a turtle with a shrunken head, but when he angrily picked up a cannonball and wanted to stuff it into the barrel, his hand was held down.

"Roll ......"

Lin Shenhe was about to scold foul language, but when he looked up, he saw that the person who stopped him was engineer Xu Hui, and immediately shut up. The weapons they use now. In particular, the artillery and shells were made by this senior engineer of the Northern Ordnance Industry Corporation, and everyone respected him very much.

"Let's stop for a while, Xiao Lin, I'll go talk to Captain Tang and Xiao Pang."

As the main member and leader of the weapons group, Xu Hui was the most distressed to see the high-explosive grenades that the comrades in the arsenal had worked so hard to make were thrown into the sea one after another to blow up fish. This kind of mortar shell was not designed to be a ship, and it is really not suitable to be squandered in such a naval battle.

Although it has a scientific foundation far beyond this era, as long as you have a little brain, you will not be too proud of yourself. In this area of the South China Sea, the Ming Dynasty. Dutch East India Company, Spanish or Portuguese...... Or even if it is Zheng Zhilong, Liu Xiang and other pirate groups, their strength is stronger than the current Crossing Crowd.

In time, the more technologically and ideologically armed Travelers will surely be able to leave these groups behind, but it will take time, and time. You need to fight for it with shells......

"We can't afford to waste too many shells here. No one knows what battle will be fought next, so let's go straight to the fastest way. ”

Xu Hui is not the leader of the military group. But even Tang Jian must be treated strictly. After communicating with Pang Yu, Wen Desi and others next to him with their eyes for a while, Tang Jian stood up:

"Since you've said so, let's use rockets, and it's better to finish it sooner."

After some scrambling, several tube rockets were carefully removed from the ship's bottom safety compartment and moved to the deck gun emplacement. There are two types of rocket warheads: incendiary and high-explosive, but according to Xu Hui's construction, everyone still uses high-explosive warheads, intending to directly attack the waterline of the opponent's ships.

Compared with homemade explosives and self-smelting iron-shelled mortar howitzers, the combustion chamber and stable tail of these rockets use a large number of modern materials, and even the steel pipes are made of finished steel shell projectile bodies, and several yellow painted Chinese characters of "Shandong Laiyang Steel Pipe Factory" are clearly visible.

Although this ensures the effectiveness of the weapon, it is very rare in number. This is also the reason why the members of the previous artillery crew would rather use small artillery bombardment in trouble points rather than use rockets, and there are only about a dozen of them, one shot and one less round. However, since it was decided to use it, there was nothing to save, both mortars were laid flat and used as rocket launchers, and the muzzles were aimed directly at the side of the opposing ship, and two salvos were planned to ensure one hit and one sunk.

"It's better to get closer."

According to Engineer Xu's request, the Qionghai began to take the initiative to move closer to the Eindi galleon, and the frequency of the opponent's artillery immediately became dense, although those Dutch people did not understand the intentions here, but this move was undoubtedly in the favor, and they immediately moved closer with murderous spirit. The routes of the two ships are no longer parallel, but clearly have an angle.

"Bell!"

With a loud bang, an iron ball cannonball finally hit the shell of the Qionghai, fortunately it hit the reinforced impact angle of the bow and was bounced, but it still made the whole ship feel a shock.

"All unrelated personnel went down to the cabin, and they were hit by shells and couldn't save the ground!"

Tang Jian shouted loudly, and insisted that Xu Hui, who had asked to aim in person, be driven into the cabin, and the shooting was still handed over to the two gunners.

"At a distance of five or six hundred meters, I still shoot at a direct aim, and if I still can't hit, I won't shoot * artillery for the rest of my life!"

Lin Shenhe swore angrily, and the people next to him couldn't help laughing, this bet in Shenya is not small.

900 meters...... 800 meters...... 700 meters...... When it was about 600 meters, the direction of the Qionghai's route suddenly turned and began to deviate from the opponent's course again. In the process, the middle side of the ship once again remained parallel to the hull of the opposing ship, which was the best time to launch.

There was no uniform firing code, and both gunners chose the best firing window at their own discretion. However, the two rockets flew out of the barrels of the guns at about the same time, dragging long tail flames, and shot at the side of the EI galleon amid a cheer here and a clearly audible exclamation from the ship opposite!

At that moment, time seemed to stop, and everyone on both ships stopped any movement, just quietly watching the two brilliant flames fly in the air. Xu Hui probably used thermite in the configuration of rocket fuel, and the tail flame was extremely bright, illuminating the entire Hongpai Port.

In just a few seconds, the two rockets reached the finish line one after another, and you can rest assured that the egg he shot hit the waterline of the sailboat impartially, blowing up a huge hole, and a large amount of seawater immediately began to pour into it.

As for the old horse, it was even more tricky, the rocket actually drilled below the waterline, almost to the bottom of the ship. A rocket is hard to hit the torpedo effect, with the ship design and manufacturing process of this era, even those Dutch damage management ability can not be saved.

There was indeed a scream of surprise on the galleon, which had hit the bottom of the ship, and the deck was not so quick to know the ground. But the problem was that the tail flames of the two rockets were too dazzling and eye-catching, and many Dutch people leaned out of the side of the ship to follow them, only to see themselves being bombed on the ship. And it's the waterline of the fried!

They were all old seamen, and they knew all too well what it meant to have a hole blown out in the bottom of the ship. The cannons are no longer fired, the sails are no longer operated, and many people hold a barrel on the spot and jump into the sea to get bigger and bigger, and the whirlpool will sink and get bigger.

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