Li Ce piloted the "Hornet" to a straight-line distance of about 500 meters from the fleet, and began to fly sideways around the fleet, so that Wang Li could take pictures of the entire fleet.

Unexpectedly, he could encounter big fish while running around, Wang Li felt that his luck had returned, and he reported to the base on the radio while filming. "Bumblebee calls the hive! Bumblebee calls the hive! ”

After a while, a pleasant female voice came from the headphones, "Hive received, please speak!" ”

Some of the survivors are young women in the service industry, who do not have the skills to produce in industry and agriculture, and can only do manual work that they can. With the improvement of the organizational structure of the Liberation Army, they have found their positions one after another. Several operators at the main station turned out to be the hotel's switchboard, known for their sweet voices, if it was usual, Wang Li had to laugh a few words, but now he is not in the mood. "Please transfer me to the combat readiness duty room!"

Sitting in the combat readiness duty room is Yang Bo, director of the Operations Division, who now has only two military staff officers under him, and he can only do many things himself. After receiving Wang Li's report, he instructed the other side to continue reconnaissance and take as many images as possible, and at the same time informed all military units of the situation.

The British fleet numbered more than 30 ships, stretching for one or two nautical miles in front and behind, and Li Ce always kept the planes at a straight-line distance of three or four hundred meters, flying at cruising speed close to the periphery of the fleet, and it took about ten minutes to circle the fleet. Wang Li took a full-body photo of each warship, and a few obvious big guys gave him key attention, at least twice as long as those dragon sets.

He Bu also saw clearly at this time, there were two people on the flying machine, both wearing strange white helmets. If he were in the twentieth century, he would have thought it was an alien. The one in front was clearly the driver, and the one in the back was holding a suspicious camera taking pictures, Heb had never seen such a small camera, and it could take pictures from such a distance. Although the aircraft passed in front of him for just over ten seconds, the fleet commander saw the situation clearly and guessed its purpose - reconnaissance. Obviously, when this aircraft came to a place dozens of nautical miles away from Hong Kong, all it could do was reconnoitre. It should not be possible to install a cannon on such a small machine, and if there is only a musket, it will not be able to help a warship. He turned to the herald and said, "Order the ships to fire freely." "Although the aircraft is always five hundred yards away, and the rifle can't reach it at all, it is good to let the other party swagger so much to reconnoiter and take pictures, and the lieutenant general is very angry, so it is good to interfere a little.

Ergin also lowered his binoculars after the plane was gone, and he was no less shocked than Heb. After the fleet commander issued the order, he stared at the latter and said in a heavy tone: "It seems that our initial predictions were too optimistic, and the technological level of this group of rebels is far beyond our imagination. Although Hebu was not convinced, the facts were in front of him, and it would only be underestimated to continue arguing, so he had to run to the stern of the ship and continue to observe the flying machine.

Because it was a crossing period, the distance between each ship was very separated, and the speed at which the flag transmitted information was much slower than that of the plane, and by the time the ships received the order, the plane had long since disappeared. It was only when the planes circled from the tail of the fleet to the right side of the fleet that sailors and infantry began to fire at the planes with rifles. It's a pity that the pitiful range of the firing guns makes them completely useless, and they don't know how to calculate the amount of advance, even if they have a weapon with enough range, they can't hurt the bumblebee in the slightest. As for artillery, it depends on a bit of luck to hit a target as big as a warship, and no one can expect to hit a fast-moving, small target in mid-air.

Wang Li faithfully recorded the scene of the British setting off firecrackers, and looked at the smoke rising from the side of each warship, and he had the pleasure of teasing the British. The plane began to circle a second time, and Wang Li planned to go back after this circle. However, when he noticed that the warship at the back of the fleet had fallen far away, he had a new idea.

The Air Force Major patted the pilot on the shoulder, pointed at the warship, and then patted the machine gun, who immediately understood what he meant. The nose of the plane deflected, and it slammed into the warship viciously.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the shot, Li Ce narrowed the distance to 200 meters, maintained the altitude at 80 meters, and then tilted at 30 degrees, with the warship as the center of the circle, and began to circle in a clockwise direction. Wang Li turned the machine gun to the right side of the plane, pulled the bolt, and prepared to shoot. A small cloth bag was installed in the shell of the machine gun, which was used to recycle the cartridge casings, and since it was not yet possible to produce it itself, each one could not be wasted. The DV is placed on a stand under the gun mount to record the results of the battle as it is fired.

Approached by the Hornet's was the transport ship "Goa", which had only six twelve-pounder guns on board, and in addition to the crew, it also carried 800 army troops. At least three or four hundred people had gathered on the deck at this time, all with rifles shooting at the Hornet, so that the deck was filled with choking smoke. Captain Brian chased the fast-moving aircraft through his binoculars, and when he saw the man sitting in the back turn his gun towards his ship, he felt a sense of foreboding, and then saw the muzzle of the gun spew out tongues of fire.

Because there was a tracer bullet between every five rounds as a calibration bullet, the 7.62mm bullet formed a flaming whip swept through the port side of the "Goa", mercilessly tearing apart all the human tissue encountered, and because of the dense crowd, almost every bullet did not miss, and some even passed through the body of the first victim and brought the second victim. Where the fire whip passed, a mist of blood was raised, and it took less than ten seconds, and there was no one standing on the port side. Except for a few who escaped by hiding behind the bulwark, the rest were either dead or dying, covered in blood, severed arms, and the wounded crying and groaning. Before the passengers of the poor "Goa" could recover from the blow, the hornet turned around the starboard side again. This time the soldiers on the starboard side were all clever, and not one of them remained standing anymore, and they all hid behind the bulwark, and the heavy oak planks provided them with good cover. When Wang Li found out about this, he didn't waste bullets on the side of the ship, but aimed at the cockpit in the middle of the deck. The small wooden house of about ten square meters was immediately smashed to pieces, and several glass windows were all shattered, so it can be judged that most of the people inside were also dead.

The Hornet circled the Goa twice, and Wang Li used a point shot against those targets that were not hidden enough, and some unlucky eggs became his results. It wasn't until the 200 rounds of ammunition were used up that the "Hornet" swooped over the "Goa" with two more roars, frightening the surviving British soldiers into hiding and the two cold-blooded killers returned unsatisfied.

It was only after the figure of the "bumblebee" disappeared that the frightened British began to clean up the mess and treat the wounded, and Major Bryan looked at the devastated situation in front of him and wanted to cry without tears. The Major was lucky that the bullet didn't hurt him even a single hair, but the others didn't. Seven or eight out of ten people on the deck were either killed or injured, and the flowing blood formed puddles of blood on the deck, and Brian struggled to move his steps, trying to avoid stepping on the "things" on the ground, but these "things" were so many that people couldn't get off their feet. As soon as I stepped into a pool of blood, I felt something I stepped on, and when I looked up, it was a small white ball that had been stepped on. Brian wasn't in the mood to dwell on what it was, and continued to walk towards the cockpit.

The officers directed the soldiers to clean up the battlefield, and the rescued wounded were singled out, and the ship's doctor began to give them first aid, but fortunately chlorine was already widely used, and they did not have to undergo surgery in a conscious state like their predecessors. Half of the head had been cut off, several large holes had been made in the chest and abdomen, and the corpses, which had been determined to be too dead to die, were thrown into the sea to make room for the treatment of those who were still alive. The clerk is playing the role of a priest in a cameo role, giving a dying confession to the dying wounded. A wounded man leaned against the bulwark, his face turned pale from blood loss, and he was panting rapidly, but he was already out of breath and out of breath. The right hand covered the abdomen, blood gushed out from time to time between the fingers, the left hand stretched forward, the five fingers opened, as if trying to grasp something, and it didn't take long for it to hang down weakly. Two sailors approached, one of whom tried his snort, shook his head at the other, and each of them raised his hands and feet and threw him out of the bulwark. Not far away, a soldier who was asleep under the influence of anesthetics was being amputated, and the bullet accurately broke the calf bone of his right leg, and amputation was the only way to save him under current medical conditions. The doctor pulled the hacksaw quickly, and blood and flesh splattered from the incision. At his feet, there was already a severed calf, and there were many wounded waiting around him, wailing. The Indian soldiers were not treated so well, except for the lightly wounded who were bandaged with the help of their own compatriots, and the seriously wounded were thrown into the sea along with the dead bodies.

Brian staggered to the cockpit door and saw blood flowing through the crack in the door. He opened the hatch in the hope of an eventuality, and the inside was a mess, and the two people in the cabin, the second officer at the helm and the herald, were reduced to two pieces of flesh. At least twenty bullets had been fired each, and the walls were covered in splatters of flesh, and the smell of blood made Brian almost vomit. He had also seen this scene in the destroyed Chinese battery more than a month ago. But the mood at that time was excited, and now all that remains is sadness.

Half an hour later, Hebu came to the "Goa". Because it was not easy for the warship to turn around, he came in a dinghy. He received the report only five minutes after the attack on the "Goa", because the other ships were far away from the "Goa", so the report was vague and the vice admiral had to come and see it himself. As soon as he arrived, he saw dead bodies floating on the sea, got on the boat, and the scene of heavy casualties made the lieutenant general, who had already been mentally prepared, gasp. He searched for the captain, Major Brian, in the chaotic crowd, only to find the latter sitting in a daze at the cockpit door. He strode over, picked up the major who was still wandering in the world, and shouted at him, "Get your warship out of here, the dead will lure the sharks!" ”

Brian came to his senses from the angry roar of the lieutenant general, straightened his uniform, scribbled a military salute, and then opened the hatch and entered the cockpit. Because the rudder was left unattended after the attack just now, the "Goa" has deviated from course and has been spinning around at sea. Bryan now needed to correct its course, and the uninjured sailors were sent off to sail. Perhaps because of the reduction in some weight, or perhaps because of the addition of some auxiliary sails, the "Goa" slowly caught up with the large force.

At this time, Heb also received a formal report of damage. When he came, he brought a few ship doctors with him, which made the treatment faster, but this did not reduce the casualties. 4 sailors were killed, 7 infantry were killed, 1 officer was killed, 15 were seriously wounded, and whether these people would survive or not depended on God's will, and 38 were slightly wounded. About 20 more Indian soldiers were killed, which is negligible.

After listening to the adjutant's report, Hebu felt that his brain was hurting. A small flying machine and a musket that could fire continuously had caused more casualties than tens of thousands of Chinese government troops, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it. "Do you know why there are so many casualties?" He asked the adjutant.

The adjutant flipped to the second page of the notes of his inquiry, "According to the confessions of the surviving soldiers, the main thing is that the enemy attack was too sudden, and the soldiers were not prepared for it, so there were heavy casualties in the first blow. The soldiers in the back knew that they were hidden, and the casualties were reduced. ”

"There's another reason," interjected one of the ship's doctors who came to assist, picking up a deformed warhead with tweezers. "The warhead used by the enemy is copper, which is more powerful and penetrating than the lead bullet we use, which is why it has caused so many casualties."

He Bu took the bullet and looked at it carefully, but he didn't see why. However, he knew that suffering such a big loss before the official start of the war would be too great a blow to morale. The order was immediately given, and the fleet picked up speed to regain the lost time.