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Chapter 723 Target, Hiroshima

Chapter 723 Target, Hiroshima ([-]rd update, please subscribe)
On the main street of the brothel, the brutal fight was still going on, with hundreds of sailors entangled with the swarming Japanese with sticks and samurai swords.And Song Ki-duk is at the center of the mess.

He ran out of bullets.

The wooden sticks of the sailors were broken, and the samurai swords were full of gaps. I don’t know how many wounds they had on their bodies and heads. Even so, these sailors who had undergone rigorous training roared like thunder and gritted their teeth regardless. deathmatch.

Everyone remembers their oath - sailors never surrender!

"What are we!"

Facing the swarming, more and more Japanese, Song Ki-duk stood there and shouted loudly.

"The Royal Navy of the Ming Empire!"

"us……"

"See you at the Martyr's Shrine!"

The sudden roar, like thunder, echoed in the air, a few simple words.A simple slogan is to some extent a source of courage for the soldiers to fight on.Regardless of Shun, it was at this time that the injured sailors also sang along.

"Let's sing loudly today and drink the cold wine. I will leave soon, so let the wine glass make a light and crisp sound. Let me hold your hand again, and hold your white hand. Goodbye, my Sweetheart, goodbye, my sweetheart, goodbye, take care, we are going to fight, we are going to go to war..."

It is impossible to verify when this song "We Are Going to England" became popular in the navy, but it must have been written by Emperor Zhu, and it is basically a tribute to the original version. Some kind of aspirations of naval soldiers-the British Royal Navy is the strongest in the world!
Of course they want to challenge the strong!
The disparity in strength gives this song a special meaning. It is both a hope and a goal, and of course it is a march, a song of warriors.Of course, to a certain extent, it is also the military song of the Royal Navy of Ming Dynasty.

Li Cheng, who was in the front line, had bloodshot eyes as he looked out. He was exhausted from fighting, and the samurai sword in his hand was full of gaps, like jagged teeth.More than [-] sailors are back to back like this, they rely on each other, protect each other, they live and die together, they fight the Japanese swarming with their last effort.For this group of fighters who are not afraid of life and death, even the so-called Japanese warriors are in awe,
"What a group of real warriors!"

When they praised so much from the bottom of their hearts, they held katana swords, but hesitated, as if they wanted to wait for others to rush up.

In fact, they were waiting for an opportunity. For these Japanese who were born in the gentry, they had learned swordsmanship since childhood, and perhaps they were waiting for an opportunity.

In the team, when a sailor's legs gave way when he was exhausted, Li Cheng pulled him up.

"No……"

In an instant, two samurai swords struck at him. While Li Cheng hastily swung the sword to block, a knife pierced through the space between his abdomen. He took a step back and released part of his force. The left hand grabbed the samurai sword fiercely, and the tip of the knife still pierced his lower abdomen.

"what……"

With his lower abdomen injured, he half knelt down.The sailor beside him who was supported by him yelled and stood in front of him, and was stabbed in the arm with a knife again. He turned around and hit the sneak attacking Japanese on the head with a wooden stick.

Although his injured hand Li Cheng yelled loudly, pushed the point of the Japanese knife away, swung the samurai sword like a bayonet of a rifle, and stabbed forward with a sudden step, the point of the knife directly pierced the Japanese chest , the man clutched his chest, vomited blood and fell down.

Song Jide, who was standing in the middle of the line, frowned tightly. His forehead was wounded by the stones thrown by the Japanese, but he didn't bother to bandage the wound at all, and just let the blood flow from between his fingers. , almost all the brothers were already scarred, but they still tried their best to fight with those Japanese!

The fleet...should know about it!
They should be able to see those two smoke columns!
The smoke column is the smoke column that rises when the houses lit by the sailors burn. It is to indicate the target to the fleet. As sailors, they know how to guide the fleet.

The fleet must have known it, not only the sailors who heard the news and returned to the fleet to bring the news back, but also the Japanese who were on the side of the reform government. After Kawamura Junyoshi, the navy officer, heard the news, he immediately became excited. yelling.

"Haha Heavenly Punish Rebel, Heavenly Punish Rebel!"

In Kawamura Junyoshi's view, this is the best time for him to make a career. He called the adjutant immediately and shouted loudly.

"Quickly, gather the sailors quickly, we want to put down the Hiroshima rebels!"

There are tens of thousands of Hiroshima rebels, but that's no big deal, there is a powerful fleet behind him, and the fleet is full of indestructible ironclad ships!
When Kawamura Junyoshi excitedly summoned the fort and the sailors and miscellaneous soldiers in the naval camp, the former councilor Maehara Issei, the leader of the "Martyrdom Army" who received the news, almost screamed and shouted.

"Hurry up, hurry up the carriage, no, bring the horse over here..."

As the leader of the rebel army elected by the uprising gentry, Maehara Issei is quite reliable. He knows the significance of the Ming Fleet in the bay better than anyone else. If any of their sailors are killed or injured, it will be over.

As long as he thinks that the Ming Dynasty Navy may fire, or even go ashore, and think that there are more than a thousand navy sailors under their control, there is only one thought in Maehara Issei's mind-those people are crazy!

"These damned guys, are they crazy?"

While complaining, Maehara Issei gave instructions to his subordinates.

"Quick, Kondo, you go to the port, and you must ask the admiral of the Daming Navy, and tell him that we will punish the thugs severely, and we will definitely satisfy them! No matter what conditions you promise, you must make them promise not to send troops ashore!"

Just as Maehara Issei hurriedly rode his horse and led hundreds of soldiers towards the brothel, the Ming Navy fleet had finished pressurizing its boilers and began to slowly leave the berth. Looking at the fleet leaving the berth, some The crew of the foreign merchant ships who received the news all said, "The Japanese monkeys can only ask for blessings!"

Everyone knows what it means for a fleet to be out of berth while the sailors are coming ashore.

Finally, when they left the sea area one kilometer away from the port, Shen Yaozu who was standing on the bridge ordered in a deep voice:

"Command, after measuring the range of each gun, fire on the two wings of the smoke column, with the Gatling gun as the guide, and the main and auxiliary guns are waiting to fire!"

Why use a Gatling cannon?
Because its rate of fire is fast enough!
Listening to the gunner's mate reporting a series of data...

The four 30mm doors on the side of the "Nanhua" battleship are already pointing to the sky at the maximum elevation angle.

"Take a distance of [-], shooting angle... azimuth..."

While the measuring officer informed the distances one by one, the Gatling gunner adjusted the firing angle and direction according to the order.

"finally……"

Shen Yaozu and the chief of staff looked at each other, but smiled.

They know what's going to happen the next moment!
"Fire!"

With an order, the gunner pressed the button.

"Zi..."

Accompanied by the unique sound of the Gatling cannon, in an instant, hundreds of shells flew towards the smoke column with a parabolic trajectory.

(End of this chapter)

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