A small ball of fire suddenly appeared at the rear end of the launcher on Yang Guang's shoulder, and the activated rocket ejected from the front end of the launcher. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After maintaining inertia and rushing forward for more than ten meters, the rocket began to launch and ignite in the second stage, dragging a long tail flame to climb towards the sky.

"Uh, you're still thinking about fireworks at this time? This friend at the helm of Ye is really unreliable, right? When the other sailors on deck saw this, they couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help muttering something in a whisper.

Not only the sailors on Ye Zongman's side, but also the captain of the Franc machine on the Franc machine ship that was firing the cannon, with one hand on the rudder, also showed a contemptuous smile on his face, and said to the first mate beside him: "Are these stupid Ming people planning to set off fireworks and pray for the help of the gods?" ”

Captain Franco's words drew laughter from the first mate and several sailors around him, and he shouted loudly: "Didn't you eat? Guys, give me a hard beating......"

When he said this, Captain Franco found that the first mate beside him had a frightened expression on his face, and he looked strangely at the sky in the direction of Fufune behind him, only to see that the thing he had thought was a firework was swooping towards him from a high altitude.

"Nope! God...... "Captain Francoix almost instinctively wanted to turn the rudder to avoid it, but his arm only moved, and the rocket had already smashed on the deck.

The FGM148 Javelin rocket, which can penetrate even the armor of a tank, easily carves a huge hole in the wooden deck and penetrates deep into the cabin.

The next moment, the entire Franc machine suddenly began to swell from the inside out, like a balloon that had been blown up. As the planks that made up the ship split apart and spread out in all directions, flames poured out of the cabin, engulfing the entire ship, along with the bodies of the captain, first mate, and other sailors.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zongman and his subordinates only felt that their hearts were tight, and their chests seemed to be crushed by heavy objects.

Yang Guang was very satisfied and put the launcher back into the metal box, and his first naval battle, which took about 10 seconds, ended with the opposing ship being torn apart.

Javelin rockets are indeed very expensive, but they are worth the money, and a military rookie like Yang Guang can kill with one hit. If you change to an RPG-7, it will definitely be much cheaper, but the distance between the two sides is 1000 meters, and the sea is bumpy, so it is not so easy to accurately hit the target.

Wang Ying looked at the contents of the metal box with some envy, feeling that this kind of fireworks was unheard of, no wonder the night before the trip, Yang Guang's words were full of confidence. With this kind of fireworks, which can burn the enemy's ships outside the range of the cannon, who else can fight the enemy in the future?

Ye Zongman didn't care what fireworks Yang Guang used to burn down the ship on the opposite side, he noticed that the ship that had been bombarded earlier had begun to sink, and two small boats were lowered on the boat and were rowing towards him.

"Huang Laoqi, beckon the brothers to pull over the boat. In addition, the other three ships were flagged and asked to search to see if there were any living mouths on that ship. Ye Zongman quickly commanded a few words, and then said to another person: "Ah Gui, prepare all the five peaks, if these people are not honest, they will blow themselves to death!" ”

Several subordinates agreed, and they got busy. A moment later, the two boats were rescued from Yang Guang's flagship, and the boat they had been on was completely submerged under the sea, leaving a large whirlpool on the sea.

One of the dozen or so Franc Robot was tall. The handsome-looking man stood up, performed a noble etiquette at Ye Zongman, and said, "I am Baron Juan, they are all my subordinates, thank you very much for saving us." Several of my subordinates are injured, can you give us some medicine? ”

This man is tall, handsome, and has a very similar magnetism in his voice, which is definitely at the level of an international male model or a well-known movie star in modern time and space, which made Yang Guang take a few more looks.

Ye Zongman is not very familiar with the language of the Buddha Lang, that is, he can barely say a few words of daily conversation, but there is a man in his thirties next to him who seems to be very proficient, and he acts as a translator in Ye Zongman's ear in a low voice.

After understanding what the other party meant, Ye Zongman replied without humility or arrogance: "Sailing at sea, rescuing the lucky is a common practice, and it doesn't have to be like this. I've prepared a clean room, as well as food and the medicine you need, so please go and get some rest. ”

A priest-like person in the crowd on the other side translated Ye Zongman's words into the Francophone language and told the man, and the man politely expressed his gratitude again, and took a dozen compatriots to follow Ye Zongman's men to the innermost room in the cabin.

The rooms on the sea ship must have been cramped, and the room for sailors was naturally very crowded. After closing the door, the Franco-Robot who had been standing together quickly dispersed, revealing a young blond man in the middle of them.

Despite the many things that had happened today, the blonde young man's face did not show any fear, but showed a kind of eager excitement, but he was still able to control his emotions and asked in a voice that only those around him could hear: "Angel, are you sure that the fireworks that burned Baron Duru were released from this boat?" ”

"Your Highness, I'm sure!" The man who claimed to be Baron Juan at first, and who considered himself the leader of this group of Franc Machines, replied respectfully.

The blonde man saw the javelin rocket destroying the Franc boat, and he clenched his fists and said, "If we can get the secret ...... of this weapon"

"Don't be reckless!" The priest quickly stopped the blond-haired young man and said, "Your Highness, these Ming people are not like normal maritime trade merchants, these ships have the wrong draft, and they are obviously not satisfied with the loading of goods. Also, you recall the guns held by the sailors on the ship, the muzzle of which was very thin......"

The conversation between the priest and the others was transmitted to Yang Guang's ears by the "summoning know" under the bed, and he sat alone in the room, holding the handful that looked like a giant dragon in his hand, and said to himself thoughtfully: "Your Highness? It's kind of interesting. ”