Prince Arthur walked down the viewing area and crept around to a hidden place behind a complex.

There is a Daming Rising Sun-C car parked here that is not even OEM.

Arthur wondered: "This is a Chinese car?" Aren't we going to bomb shelters? ”

Lord Lytton shook his head again and again and said: "Your Royal Highness, how can you take refuge with them, those air-raid shelters were all dug by Indian laborers, but because of the sudden appearance of the Great Famine, there was a serious shortage of labor, so although these air-raid shelters were dug, they were not completely dug ......"

"In other words, between the choice of building beautiful viewing areas and impressive villa complexes, and building sturdy, deep bomb shelters, you chose the former?" Prince Arthur asked.

"Your Royal Highness, now is not the time to discuss these technical issues, I think let's hurry up and get in the car!" Lord Lytton hurriedly suggested.

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When he finally got into the car with Arthur, Lord Lytton wiped his sweat.

It's so tiring to talk to such a stunned young prince.

Isn't it nonsense to choose between building a villa or a bomb shelter?

Without beautiful and decent ground buildings, who knew that my Great Britain was extremely powerful? How can you take a good photo and make Her Majesty Victoria happy!

As soon as she is happy, won't I, the Lord, be able to move up?

As for the rebate for building a house, it must be more than digging a hole!

Do you really want to learn from what the newspaper "New Berlin" said, like the Ming people to build sewers in Fengdu and other places, and what stupid things like "sewers are the conscience of a country and a nation"?

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At the same time, what puzzled Alikook, Litton and others was that the group of planes of Ming Kingdom suddenly deviated slightly from the direction and flew towards Calcutta halfway through their arrival.

"Don't the Ming people know that we're having a celebration, they're just trying to bomb Kolkata?"

Many people have such doubts in their hearts.

But soon Litton had something in mind.

Tens of seconds later, a huge mushroom cloud rose over Calcutta, which also confirmed his guess.

It is certainly not just the explosion of a bomb dropped on an airplane that can cause such an explosion.

The only explanation is that the Ming people accurately bombed the Kolkata Arsenal, and a large number of explosives piled up in the arsenal caused a chain explosion.

The Anglo-Indian government has seven arsenals, and the level of production is not bad.

At that time, the British supported the Agubo rebels in the battle against Zuo Chu, and the rifles they used were produced by the Indian arsenal.

However, at present, the only arsenal capable of producing anti-aircraft cannons is the Calcutta Arsenal.

With its explosion, India no longer has the capacity to produce anti-aircraft artillery that threatens the Daming airship.

As for the plane?

It is a fool's dream to use this primitive anti-aircraft gun to shoot down the Ming Dynasty's Thunder Dragon fighter.

Moreover, two artillery experts from the Royal Academy of Engineering were also killed in the explosion.

Although their status as engineers was not low, Litton did not invite them to the convention, but worked overtime to direct the lazy Indian workers in the production of cannons.

Their death means that in the short term, it is impossible for the British and Indian governments to replicate production in other arsenals.

Seeing the rising mushroom cloud, the nobles, who had never seen such a violent explosion, panicked even more.

The nobles who were not led to the bomb shelter rushed to escape.

The European aristocracy was a little better, they were not many in number, and with the help of soldiers, most of them escaped.

And the Indian princes, who had the largest number of people, were all huddled together, and no one would let anyone, but none of them could leave.

Ali firmly occupies the best position, whether it is Indians or Europeans, come and fight one by one, and for a moment it seems that Sparta has been reborn.

He even saw an Indian woman who was missing two front teeth, and he actually wanted to take up a little space on his side.

A gentleman's fist from Ali Guo knocked her down the stairs and went to be friends with the French envoy.

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Lord Lytton, who was already in the car, was not frightened by the explosion, but became worried: "It seems that there is really a traitor who has betrayed the Empire...... Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Prince, our car is a top secret, and no more than three people know about it, and no one will do anything to the car. ”

"Alright, let's go! Take the hidden road and don't be discovered by the Mingren! Prince Arthur was obviously frightened by the explosion and urged him again and again.

"Don't worry, this is the original Ming car, and the performance has nothing to say!"

Lord Lytton did not arrange for a driver, but personally twisted the key, stepped on the accelerator, and with the rumble of the engine, the Sun-C car started.

When there was no one around, Litton had already used the bus for his own time, and I don't know how many times he had raced in the Indian wilderness.

Cars are always a man's romance.

Even if it is as expensive as a medalist, it is also a good mood to fly up the car.

He even had the wild experience of carrying Nixon all the way to death.

It's hard to imagine that one day Zhu Fugui will take Victoria to Qiuming Mountain for drag racing.

But that's the reality.

I don't know if it was to escape for my life, or if I couldn't control my hands and feet, Litton stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the speed of more than 70 miles frightened King Arthur into crying wolf.

"Your Royal Highness, you see, as I said, this car is great!"

"What do you say? The wind was too strong for me to hear! ”

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At a speed of 70 miles, the wind is not enough to make people unable to hear the voice of their neighbors.

It was really the Ming planes that had already begun to bomb the Imperial camp, and the huge explosion was deafening.

Those high-ranking nobles above the earl who hid in the bomb shelter were not even killed by the bombs of the Ming Dynasty.

Rather, because of the slight crustal shaking caused by the explosion, the bomb shelters built by the Indian coolies cut corners and fought for time collapsed in a large area.

For these old brothers, Zhu Fugui, who saw the combat report afterwards, could only say that those who dared to take Indian planes were fierce men, and those who dared to enter the Indian air-raid shelter were even more fierce among fierce men.

May they rest in Bangalore, ahh

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Looking at the venue that was almost ploughed flat, the Indian princes who were blocked in the viewing area trembled.

In particular, the 50,000 British troops stationed there almost withstood the indiscriminate bombardment of the burning sky and the earth.

Daming's planes came round after round, bombs, incendiary bombs, as if they didn't want money to be saturated.

Some of the British troops raised their guns and fired, while others scattered and fled.

But according to visual observations, at least one-fifth, that is, 6,000 British troops, were directly blown into minced meat or burned to charcoal.

And at least half of the surviving British troops were wounded to varying degrees.