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Chapter 868 Montevideo Does Not Believe in Tears (Part [-], please subscribe)
"Success!"

Not only Ding Yunhai shouted excitedly, but other people in the cabin also cheered loudly there.

As an airship officer, Ding Yunhai has been studying how to fly an airship for the past few years.

"With countries all over the world equipped with airships one after another, we must study how to intercept airships!"

Airships are very difficult to destroy, and bullets hit them with little effect, except for a little hydrogen leakage.

So, after researching and researching, Ding Yunhai turned his brain to the leaked hydrogen. His tactic is very simple, that is, to use a machine gun to make holes in the airship, preferably in a certain area, and then fire the signal flare, using the flame of the signal flare Ignite leaked hydrogen.

It seems very simple.

But the actual operation is not easy. Firstly, the bullet holes must be dense enough; secondly, enough hydrogen gas must be leaked; secondly, the flare must hit the leaking area just right...

Although it was not easy, after destroying the first airship, when the Brazilian airship turned into a blazing torch, Peasuo and the others were all shocked The Brazilians were fleeing, and the Ming airship was chasing after them. Dense bullets rained down on the airship, and the signal flares dragging the fire dragons were flying in the air. through a beautiful arc.

Because the Brazilian airship descended to a height of more than 500 meters, people on the ground also saw this wonderful air battle.

This is the first air battle in human history!
During the one-hour air battle, the Brazilian airship force lost two airships!

Although it was only an airship, this result still made people on the ground dumbfounded, especially Major George of the British Navy who was about to leave Montevideo and several other foreign naval officers. They came here with the Brazilian fleet as observers, but when they were about to leave, they witnessed this fierce air battle.

They were dumbfounded, and stared blankly at the falling airship in the distance, watching the airship turn into a torch. After a while, Major George said.

"Damn it, the Ming people have clearly mastered the technology of airship air combat!"

"Oh, it seems that the airship is not as powerful as imagined. Are they using a flare gun? Can the flare gun penetrate the airship?"

Several military officers from the United States, France and other countries standing on the deck were talking to each other there.

What is certain is that this air battle taught them a lot, at least some enlightenment.

"Flare guns can't penetrate airships!"

Major Pearce, the military attache of the U.S. Navy in Brazil, said directly.

"We experimented."

Every country has studied how to play airships, but the results are all a little unsatisfactory.

But now, they actually saw how the airship was shot down.

"But how did they do it?"

"After we return to Rio de Janeiro, we can naturally obtain information in this regard from the Brazilian airship officer."

They were heading back to Rio de Janeiro, the last merchant ship to leave Montevideo, with rich and expensive passengers, and of course many expatriates.

"May God bless them!"

When the merchant ship whistled and slowly left the port, George and the others were still looking at the sky. Today, this sky gave them too many surprises...

The shelling and bombing never stopped in the following days. For the people in Montevideo, what did they feel?
Of course it is fear, because the bombing of the airship is not limited to the outer defense line or fortress. Sometimes, the airship will also bomb the city, but they bomb the warehouse at the dock and the arsenal in the city, and these places are the most bombed. The impact is that the price of goods in the city is getting higher and higher. After the supply of meat is cut off, the price of flour has also risen one after another.

Although the expensive prices have a great impact on ordinary people, for the people in the city, they are more concerned about the situation on the front line.

Now, most of the people in Montevia are women. As long as they have time, they gather in groups at the gate of the telegraph office or in front of the locked newspaper office, but few of them will go to the Brazilian army. Because we all know that the airships of the Ming people have bombed the headquarters many times, and the beautiful building of the Ministry of War has been destroyed in the bombing, so now people are waiting in the telegraph office and newspaper office. Telegram ahead.

What are people waiting for?
Of course, it was information from family members. Those women did not speak, but their stern faces looked very serious and serious.

Almost every household in the city of Montevideo had someone on the front line, their son, brother or father, and of course their lover or husband.What the women were all waiting for might be the announcement that someone in their family had died.

People die every day, and the women just wait for the news of the death. Their family members, their husbands, lovers or brothers, and sons may die at any time, and die under the shelling of the Ming people.

Cosette is very familiar with the scene in front of him. A few years ago, before the fall of Buenos Aires, there were women crowded at the door of the telegraph office or newspaper office as they are now, and they waited. Not the news, but the death list!

At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, a notice was posted outside the newspaper office, which was the list of today's dead. Along with the posting of the list, many women burst into tears there.

"Andre, my Andre..."

Cosette burst into tears suddenly.She cried out her husband's name, and her husband died.

She had fled here a few years before, after losing a husband in Buenos Aires, and married André.

But now?
She lost her husband again!

She lost two husbands in two wars, and her husbands all died on the battlefield. She looked around in a daze, looking at the women who were crying like her, some were crying, some were crying. People are rejoicing, rejoicing God's blessing, there is no name of their family members on the list.

"Damn it, I'm a widow again!"

After leaving the newspaper office, Cosette said to himself as he walked, looking at her and even regretting it now, why did he escape here back then?
If she had married a Ming countryman like Amicia did, at least she would not have to go through such torture again.

"Oh, God, how can this be right?"

While Cosette was talking to herself like this, another thought suddenly popped up in her heart.

"Maybe it's not too late now. If the Ming army occupies this city, maybe I can also find an officer from the Ming country to marry him. Hey, God, how could this happen?"

When this idea came up in her heart, she couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. In fact, she had such an opportunity a few years ago, but what did she choose at that time?

Looking back now, it was really stupid at that time. If I stayed in Buenos Aires at that time, maybe, it would not be like this now. I became a widow again and lost my husband...

(End of this chapter)