Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 705 Real Men Don't Look Back at Explosions (Please Subscribe!)

At this time, the Dutch captain saw the two "stupid" "pirate infantry" clearly following the firelight that soared into the sky.

Wearing only boxers and full of tendons, they are two hunks.

These two hunks carry a strange thing on their shoulders.

Intuition tells him something is wrong!

"Kill them now!"

The Dutch captain ordered, but unfortunately it was too late.

Because the tail of the bazooka on the shoulders of the Ming Marine Corps ejected a cloud of fireworks, the spindle-shaped head of the bazooka flew towards him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Dutch captain subconsciously wanted to draw his gun and shoot, but before he could pull out his pistol, the spindle-shaped Shipbreaker rocket fired too fast, and with a "whoosh", the Shipbreaker rocket flew into the air , and then hit the wooden shell of the Dutch Flying with a bang!
The shipbreaker rocket is designed specifically to deal with this kind of wooden ship. It has an extremely sharp steel needle at the front end, which can be easily nailed into the shell of the wooden battleship.

"My God, what is that?"

The rocket didn't explode at the first time, but it scared the Dutch captain out of his wits.

Before his soul returned, there was a bang in his ears, and the rocket fired by the team leader exploded!
The entire hull of the galley was shaking violently, and the Dutch captain lost his balance and fell to the ground in an instant, even the pistol in his hand flew out.

"Hit!"

The new captain of the Marine Corps cheered loudly!

For some reason, blowing up enemy vehicles gave him a thrill.

It's just that he soon felt uncomfortable again, because the position of his bombing was wrong, he only opened a hole on the left side of the ship's midship, and broke two or three oars along the way.

The hull is not seriously damaged, and the galley is still sailing steadily at sea.

"Throw it away! I was in a hurry just now!"

The captain cursed secretly.

If it hit the side of the gun deck just now, it might cause ammunition to explode or fire.

But the squad leader was unlucky, and only hit the oarsman's deck, which meant that some oarsmen were killed.

And those oarsmen are not Dutch, they are all Tianzhu slaves.

As the name suggests, the main power of the galley comes from the oarsmen, and the number of oarsmen required varies with the size of the warship.

Small galleys require dozens of men, and larger warships may number hundreds.

The sources of rowers are different in different periods. Before the 16th century, there were many free people. They were hired to work and would not be tied to chains—but these people often lived in poverty and had no other way of making a living. Therefore, the working environment and The treatment will not be so good.

After the beginning of the 16th century, criminals, captives and slaves gradually became the main force of oarsmen.

Slave rowers are often three or four people locked together and fixed on a bench about 0.3 meters wide.

Once fixed in a seat, they cannot move for a short time.

The slave oarsmen could only eat a little black biscuit every day, and they were starving.

Except for a pair of linen breeches, there are iron chains on the hands and feet. As long as the warship needs to move, the oarsmen must row according to the rhythm.

Paddle hard is the only thing they have to do, even if they are exhausted, they can't rest.

Especially when the warship is trying to chase the enemy or trying to escape, the overseer will desperately wave the whip, and the oarsmen must row desperately for a long time.

This is not an exaggeration, it is normal to be exhausted.

To prevent escape, paddlers are anchored to benches once out at sea, sometimes for months.

This means that their eating, drinking and loosing are all settled in one place, and they cannot sleep and rest for a long time, and some rowers will go crazy directly.

To prevent escape, paddlers are anchored to benches once out at sea, sometimes for months.

This means that their eating, drinking and loosing are all settled in one place, and they cannot sleep and rest for a long time, and some rowers will go crazy directly.

Apparently, such a job resulted in a very high mortality rate for rowers.

In addition, because the slaves eat and drink in a small space, the galleys often smell bad, and people in the port can smell the smell from a long distance.

In the 16th century, galleys docked at the port at intervals to wash them off with sea water.

However, such an environment made it easy for diseases to spread and kill a large number of rowers in a short period of time.

A few lucky slave oarsmen, having carried the overseer's whip, survived the long war, and surviving the ravages of disease, were finally back in port for a short rest.

But what awaits them is the next sailing, and those rowers who have already been drained will not last long.

Therefore, galleys during the war need to constantly replenish paddlers.

That's why the small captain of the Marine Corps felt that it was a big loss, so he killed some oarsmen.

boom!
Just when he was not satisfied with the result of the battle, the Dutch flying ship took another rocket on its buttocks, and a ball of fire exploded!
The galley was largely useless.

This should be the rocket fired by his deputy hit the target.

The credit of his deputy, rounded up, also has the credit of his leadership, whirring!

"Wan Sheng!"

There were cheers on the sea, and it turned out that several other Malayan speedboats also felt the battlefield.

"Follow me quickly!"

shouted the captain.

As the saying goes, a real man never looks back at the explosion, just brushes off his clothes after the incident, and hides his merit and fame.

Of course, the real reason is that those speedboats are here to set fire, and if they don't run away, they will be burned to death!
Neither of them dared to stay on the raft for a long time, so they plunged into the water and swam towards one of the Malayan speedboats.

Seeing that the two escaped successfully, the speedboats approaching the fishing boats of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces—the wooden raft defense line began to throw fierce fire oil Molotov cocktails at them!

These ignited Molotov cocktails drew a beautiful arc in the night sky, and then smashed on the enemy's defense line, making a bang bang bang sound, and at the same time ignited a fire that soared into the sky!

The fire turned the surrounding seas into daylight!
The surviving Dutch Flying and several other galleys of the Dutch East India Company were immediately exposed to the sight of the Ming Marine Corps.

Those speedboats were too fast for the Dutch to hit them at all.

The Feixiang, which was hit by two rockets, was the first to be exposed, so it attracted the most firepower. There were five speedboats rushing ahead, and their rockets were ready.

But he didn't fire right away, because the closer he was, the more accurate he was.

Seeing the five Malayan speedboats approaching him at high speed, the captain of the Feixiang felt surrounded by despair, and just shouted in horror: "Paddle, let the group of damned paddle hard. We have to get out of here !"

But no matter how hysterical he was, Flying could not get up fast at all.

It's not that the Tianzhu slave paddlers are fishing for fish, but the captain's shipwreck has made great contributions.

Although the size of this shipbreaker is not very big, the power of the smokeless nitrocellulose gunpowder filled inside is several times that of black gunpowder!
(End of this chapter)