Abyss Express

Royal Iron Warrior.

Launched: 1860

Total length: 128 meters

Maximum speed: 17 knots

It is the masterpiece of Prince Albert, husband of Queen Victoria.

The iron armor wrapped in a wooden interior was a sea knight in armor a hundred years ago.

With all the hallmarks of ships of her kind for the next hundred and fifty years, she was the first battleship in modern history.

The main power comes from the mechanical force converted from fossil fuels——

——More than a hundred years ago, it was the fastest, fiercest, most powerful ship in the world, and at the same time possessed the strongest protection.

The moment it was launched, all the wooden ships in the world, no matter how big or small, were gone.

But these beautiful stories only exist in history.

This year is 2025, and the historical symbolism of the Warrior has turned it into a maritime museum, just like the Belfast parked in the River Thames under the Tower of London, but the fate of the Iron Warrior is better, at least it remains At Portsmouth, where he was bred, by the shipyard.

Its principal armaments were twenty-six sixty-eight-pound guns, capable of firing either solid or hollow-point bullets impregnated with molten iron.

The lethal range of this cannon is 2,900 meters. Note—it is the lethal range, not the effective range.

In addition, it also has an eight-inch front-loading rifled gun, which is used to smash the teak armor with a thickness of more than 200 mm.

But these weapons, in the eyes of modern British coastal defense frigates, are simply children's toys.

"But don't be afraid of 10,000! Just in case!" Mary Stuart held the satellite phone and yelled at the Blood Prince, "You don't have to worry about my safety. All the soldiers in South Sea City are under your command and deployment. Do whatever it takes to destroy it."

There was an urgent and flustered answer from the phone.

"But the Virgin."

"It's nothing!"

"But Our Lady! It's out to sea!"

"Then smash this old antique ship with shore cannons!"

"Impossible! Holy Mother! It is impossible for the British Royal Navy to open fire on such a museum. Do you really know what it represents?"

"I don't care, I don't know ships, anyway, I don't want to see the sun on us, and you don't want to bask in the sun, do you?"

"Mary! Listen to me! Listen to me! Listen to me! It's the first battleship in Britain and even in the world, just like you—you claim to be the first God blessed by the Holy Blood The chosen one, no blood race would dare to harm you. For the army, the Iron Warrior is their Mother of Grace!"

"But the sixty-eight-pound gun on this battleship can shoot three thousand meters away!" Mary argued with the prince hysterically: "My God! It can also shoot hollow iron bullets, and the distance between the cumulonimbus and the ground is only one thousand meters away!" Laimi, it is not impossible for these bastards to artificially rain by bombardment!"

"Holy Mother, don't be in a hurry. I know you are in a hurry, but it's useless to be in a hurry, right? They've already gone to sea. If they could do this kind of thing, maybe they would have fired a long time ago. The elevation angle of these ancient ship-borne weapons is not enough , it is impossible to foolishly fire at the sky."

"Then send SAS special forces to deal with them, call the amphibious combat unit, kill all these people, and take the ship back."

"Exactly! My Holy Mother!"

Before the words were finished, a mournful cry came from outside the door.

"Mother! Mother! They are coming Mother! Help me, save"

The miserable cries were snuffed out by the explosion of bullets——

—Mary Stuart was very anxious at this moment.

Her scouting sentries died quickly under the butcher knife of Jack the Ripper, including three blood princes with soul power, all of whom were top combat units recruited from the SAS.

Her heart is bleeding. To train these outstanding soldiers in modern society will not only consume a lot of money, but also consume energy and time.

These three blood princes were all given blood by Mary herself, they had been trained in various weapons since they were children, and they had undergone cruel selection from childhood to adulthood. They were powerful warriors who were loyal to Our Lady of Grace.

But now, they are all dead!

By someone who came out of nowhere! Ghosts from over a hundred years ago were killed.

These three combat units all have soul power, even if it is the soul eaten away by Meng En Sheng Xue and Mrs. Bai, it is also soul power, and it is also a flash butterfly!

But when the communication signals of these combat units went out, they couldn't even leave a last word.

The remaining three blood princes were going to deal with the antique warships at sea. For this reason, Our Lady of Mary set an example and dispatched more than 100 bat soldiers to dispatch all their guards. On this condition, other parishes must also send elite blood bats.

At this moment, in order to prevent the arrival of spring, the Blood Race in London rushed to Portsmouth Harbor with a total of more than 400 flying combat units from various parishes.

This was Castle Chaderton at its weakest—

—is the moment when Mary was closest to death.

Just half an hour ago, she and Leonardo confided in each other and confessed their difficulties.

After all, at this moment, only this godfather can protect her, the delicate, weak and pitiful Holy Mother of Grace.

For Leonardo's [Scarlet Mist], Our Lady of Mary has full confidence. The destructive power and precision of this kind of soul power, even in her vampire life span of hundreds of years, is a rare killing weapon.

As long as I can survive these three days——

——Can survive the changes in the Red Queen Parish and complete the transfer of power.

——Dodge the butcher knife of Jack the Ripper and avoid the terrorist attack of the Abyss Railway.

——Sink the Iron Warrior and kill all the sailors who don't have eyes.

With all these variables strangled in the cradle, she, Mary Stuart, remains Our Lady of Grace.

But just now, five minutes ago.

One of Leonardo's eyes landed on her teacup.

From under the big clock tower 600 meters away, from the atrium of the flower garden to her teacup.

The ghost knows what kind of bomb the enemy used to blow up half of the entire city wall of Fort Chaderton.

At the same time, the worst news came from Portsmouth, more than ten kilometers away——

——The Armored Warrior sailed out of the port, the mast that saw the big ghost raised the Union flag, and the sails of the Black Prince rushed into the storm.

Mary couldn't figure it out, this ironclad ship needs 700 people to operate, and the different types of workers with miscellaneous needs such as sailors, servicemen, artillerymen, boiler workers, etc. have almost disappeared in modern society.

Even if all the current British Royal Navy is pulled out, and the most knowledgeable and educated 700 people are selected from it, they may not be able to pilot this kind of antique.

Who is it?

"Who is going against me?!"

Mary hid in the secret room of the study. This small room has an elevator, which can directly lead to the underground platform zero.

She was ready to escape, but the strong greed in her heart was torturing her brain and destroying her will.

There was an indescribable sense of hunger in her heart, the heart of steel on her ring finger did not belong to her, and the size of the ring was wrong, but she wanted to cut open the flesh and implant the iron ring into the flesh.

She could feel the other half of the ring, could feel the other owner of this magical pyroxene killing.

The violent and icy sharp spiritual pressure almost made her distraught, and she shed unwilling tears.

—Is she regretting it?

—No, she was just annoyed.

Why couldn't she find the crown prince Wangcai before the Almighty Hand.

Why can't she capture the heart of this ruthless killer one step earlier than the boss.

Good news came from Leonardo, and he was going to meet the returning warrior at the gate of the manor.

Mary also prepared to heat up a pot of blood tea to reward her subordinates.

Only six short minutes passed until Leonardo's eyeballs fell into her teacup.

——That is to say, Mary Stuart's godfather, who favors the added soul power—these things can't survive six minutes in front of Jiang Xueming.

This is a premeditated terrorist attack. It was BOSS who circumvented the sanctions imposed by the [Philosophers Foundation] and put this tiger on the surface world to kill bacteria and viruses!

Everything starts with this ring.

Because of this ring—

——Just because of this ring.

"Is he really doing it for this pyroxene? For that bitch's arm? To blow up my castle and kill my children? Now he's jumping up and down the castle with a gun and a club! All because of it [Love]?!"

Mary Stuart was completely puzzled.

She looked left and right in the CCTV monitoring room, scratching her head at the monitoring screen.

"Who the hell is this bitch? The best bitch? The best of the best? Why can she use Jiang Xueming's stick? My God"

In the picture, sister Xueming picked up Tangning's shotgun and shattered the legs of two little maids, and then dragged each of them from the bathroom to the kitchen waste incinerator, cremating the two blood-sucking monsters on the spot.

Mary recognized the gun—

——It was the little lover of her sister Martha, and the gun of Robert Downing.

"Now things are getting more complicated! My mind is so messed up! You are fighting one by one, and you will leave me with a lot of trouble if you die!"

The fact that her dead sister had suddenly started attacking Mary was beyond her comprehension.

According to the video recording in the vestibule, Jiang Xueming's weapon had been blown into a ball of rotten iron in the flames of the plastic bomb.

Mary recognized 9527, but she couldn't recognize the changed Jiang Xueming at all.

Not only that, when the bell tower alarm sounded, almost all blood bat guards rushed to the scene immediately and died in the huge explosion.

It was a terrifying impact with a radius of more than 150 meters. If Mary had seen the horrors of the Church of the Skeleton Society and the Church of the Blood, she would definitely be wary of Anonymous's fighting methods, but it was a pity that she had not seen this video.

But the [thumb] of the Almighty Hand has seen—

——That's why [thumb] kindly persuaded Mary to turn back as soon as possible.

The two sisters of the Stuart family didn't even know what evil star Hades they had offended.

In the monitoring screen——

——The head chef is fighting with this vicious woman.

Occasionally, you can see the blue flames from the chaotic stick shadows, and the dazzling light source of the steel heart.

Mary finally recognized the woman's real body, but it was too late.

"Jiang Xueming! This bitch is actually Jiang Xueming?" She screamed, grabbed her hair, and almost tore off her scalp: "The little finger of the Almighty Hand! It's the soul power of the little finger that is causing trouble! How dare you help the train station?" Work?"

Seeing that the head chef was exhausted, under the whipping of the steel mace, the body of the blood bat broke into a voiceless sound. The long table in the dining room was riddled with bullet holes—

——Xue Ming had three gunshot wounds on his body, and MOLLE's vest was torn.

She held a stick in one hand and threw Tangning's gun away with the other to inject herself with medicine to recover her blood.

The ability of this body to endure pain is hardly human-like, like the abdominal lacerations in her body caused by pistol bullets, and the perforation damage in the lungs left by shrapnel when the bulletproof plate was shot by full-power rifle bullets.

If these pains were to be endured by a man, I am afraid that it would be a problem to stand up and fight back with a gun.

But with this character account, you can even pick up the stick and blow the enemy's head in the first place.

The scattered blood nobles in the castle died and fled.

She was condescending and threatened with a stick: "Where is Mary Stuart? If you cook for her, you must know where she is, right?"

The head chef was abruptly drawn back into a human form from his bat form by a stick, his face was full of flesh, and his eyes gleamed fiercely: "Bah!"

Drilled through the two helpers from the corridor, and fled out in a panic, gunshots rang out from the side door immediately——

——I saw 9527 holding the ASH and blasting these two unlucky ghosts into a sieve.

Xiaoqi cautiously moved forward with the gun, leaned against the door frame and made gestures and code words—meaning that this guy didn't say anything, but some people said it.

Xue Ming immediately understood, no longer wasting time, raised the stick——

"——I said! I said I said!" The head chef still wanted to struggle to survive.

The lion bone Wucun fell hard, like chopping a watermelon, blasting the hot red mist.

Xue Ming pointed to the surveillance video, caught the shotgun thrown by Seventh Brother, hung it by his side, and at the same time took a shotgun from Seventh Brother's backpack.

"Mary! No matter where you escape to! As long as you wear a heart of steel, I can catch you even in the underworld."

Matron Mary was livid and trembling with rage at the threat of death.

She immediately took off the steel pair of rings, even if it left a bloody and terrifying scar on her knuckles, she didn't hesitate at all.

She looked at the dressing room in the secret room, where her beloved and favorite sister Maggie was hidden in that small room, and she had another plan in her heart.

At this very moment, on rough seas.

Salt-resistant plastic sheeting covers containers on the deck of the Iron Warrior.

The old captain Jim Downing yelled at the helm wheel to cheer up old friends and children alike.

"Twelve knots, on the right course. How long will it take for our new equipment to be assembled?"

The decks were coming and going, carrying cargo in the storm—

——If you want to sneak out of the port without telling Haiphong, and you need this ironclad ship to be fully loaded, the time is very tight.

The fat lord put on the first mate's uniform again, and was busy with the electrical engineer of the weapon system in front of the dashboard.

"We only have one hundred and forty-four people! All the sons and grandchildren who can be called are here! Do you think it's a spring picnic for elementary school students? Captain!"

"But the radar told me!" Jim's voice was as loud as thunder: "There are things coming! Hundreds of them! The tide police launch in Haiphong fired a signal flare at us, telling us to stop immediately. I can see! There are bats in the sky!"

The dean of the nursing home was repairing the siren brass pipe in the communication room. When he heard the warning from the captain on the radio, his whole body tensed up, and with a broken voice, he took out a triangle iron the size of a clothes hanger, and placed it in front of the sailor's dormitory. running around.

"The enemy is coming! The enemy is coming! The siren and the horn can't be repaired! Get up! The enemy is coming!"

Originally two groups of soldiers on shifts immediately got up from the warm antique mahogany bed frame, including boy Tang Ning - this young man was exhausted, in order to deliver equipment to the Iron Warrior, he and the engineering team came from Winchester I ran more than twenty times south to Portsmouth Dockyard.

But it's all worth it.

If you want to shoot silver iodide into the clouds with a sixty-eight-pound gun, and have them explode in the clouds with a delayed fuze with precision, this kind of thing is too unreal and impossible to do.

But modern ship-mounted Sparrow missiles can do it.

This kind of thing that cannot be bought in the UK can be purchased from distributors in India or Japan.

Tang Ning used four whaling ships to transport these ships.

The missile under the anti-salt-alkali plastic cloth is what he can do, and the last little work he can do.

Its fire control unit can manually set the detonation height, and the silver iodide preparation can be stuffed into the ammunition-carrying shell of the warhead. As long as the amount of charge and the detonation height are well controlled, a missile can blast out an artificial rainfall injection area with a radius of 1.5 kilometers.

Its ultimate projectile speed exceeds Mach 4, and no vampire can catch up.

In order to avoid interception by coastal artillery near the sea, the Iron Warrior must drive farther. Go to deep water!

There are too many difficulties and obstacles along the way, but as long as the twenty-six sparrow missiles can be launched smoothly, everything will be worth it.

In the distance, the pitch-black sea level suddenly swept across patches of large bats.

It is difficult for them to discern their tracks hiding in the storm, and even the most powerful observers cannot see these pilots clearly in this environment.

Captain Jim hissed, "Turn on the lights!"

The fat man's first mate responded in a panic: "What lights?"

Jim: "All lights!"

Three electrical engineers ran past the command room on the deck, burrowed from the old cabin pavement into the damp timber tunnel to find the circuit gate, and saw the big orange cat chasing mice in the bar.

To steer this ancient and clumsy warship, such a small number of manpower is simply not enough, and it took about forty seconds just to turn on the lights.

There were patches of sinister and strange laughter coming from the mid-air. These laughters were distant and close at times, as if they were mocking the stupid behavior of these old antiques.

The moment the ancient warship lights up, the dim light source illuminates the tide police launch in the distance, but the visibility of only 100 meters is like a lamp in the dark night.

Some sailors curled up in the steel fence under the mast, trembling while holding a cross.

A deep male voice came from the motorboat, it was a representative sent by the blood race.

"I want to see Jim Downing!"

Mr. Jim stood in the wind and rain, took off his hat, revealing his old face and gray hair.

His face is like bark, and he can see the rings of the years.

Immediately afterwards, the old man raised his loudspeaker, leaned against the iron door of the command room, and cursed at the motorboat.

"A bastard with no eyes! Get the fuck out of here! Do you want to taste the 7,000-ton impact of the Iron Warrior?!"

The blood aristocrat on the motorboat was stunned for a moment, and then Father Jim yelled even more harshly.

"Fuck you bloodsucker! You can wear the crown and the navy badge of the anchor too? We fight in the hills! We fight in the trenches! We fight in the fields! Fight even if there's nothing left but mortars, planks, oars! Die Finally fight in the sky! Even if our island, or most of it, is conquered and starving! We will fight! We will fight to the end!"

The blood on the motorboat persuasively persuaded: "Surrender! Jim Downing! You are the oldest of the veterans of the British Navy. I don't know what trick you have used to bribe the Portsmouth Shipyard to accompany you to go crazy. but--"

Immediately, Jim interrupted and yelled: "The iron trash of the fucking radio tower! Why is my voice not as loud as his? Did you not eat? I'm going crazy!"

The voice of the captain of the polo team, which is an entertainment for the elderly in the nursing home, came from the radio: "Don't complain, it's a miracle that this ship can move. If you have the time to care about this, why don't you ask the fat brother—when will the weapon system be fixed?" .”

Father Jim immediately turned his head to ask, he didn't even put down the horn, and yelled loudly at the command room.

"Where are our cannons!"

The fat guy punched the avionics dashboard, and finally connected the strong switch rivets and bayonets.

"Only one cannon can be used! Are you sure to fire now?!"

Captain Jim did not hesitate: "Gunner ready! Correct the coordinates! Adjust the depression angle!"

The blood noble on the motorboat was obviously panicked, he never thought that this old bone was going to play for real

And with a horn, he kept shouting shelling instructions to everyone.

Captain Jim: "Ready?"

The announcer on the motorboat grew more alarmed.

"No no surrender! You have no chance!"

"It's coming?"

"Stop! Stop the fuck! Jim Downing! You will be court-martialed!"

"What crime?"

"What the fuck is that?!"

"Sixteen-inch battleship main gun! A gift from my grandson! Have you seen the turret?"

"Saw it! That's why I said it! Stop the fuck! You're attacking the Royal Navy!"

The anti-salt-alkali plastic cloth was torn by the huge gun barrel, and the base of the turret was embedded in the hull of the Iron Warrior.

"Who is the Royal Navy? You are sucking the blood of my sons and grandchildren! And I am protecting my country and people, I want to ask! Who is the Royal Navy? Is it you? Or me? - you think I am facing Surrender to invaders? That boy Churchill said it in Dunkirk! We will never surrender! We will never surrender!"

"Wait! Didn't you notice! Are you surrounded? Tangning!"

"Are you talking about these beasts in the sky? I was surrounded by them seventy years ago!" Father Jim returned to the central control, finally regaining face from the loud siren of the radio tower. "I didn't expect Ronggui's hometown to be besieged by these monsters for so many years."

"It's not just us, there are four frigates that have left port! You go one step further! It's hell! You all have families, right? You veterans are actually planning to bring your children to fool around! Why are you against us? You really Do you really think, can you drive this antique ship out of the harbor? Go around the whole of England?"

"I've been living in hell for a long time! Because of this rain! I am for this country. The missing arms, missing legs, and missing eyes are moldy every day. These long-gone limbs are still faintly It hurts! My God! As for what you said, how far can this boat go? I didn’t think so much! How will you know if you don’t try it!”

"Jim Downing! Wake up! Your grandson is still on board! He should have been an excellent carrier pilot! He should be Madam Martha's lover! He is an elite favored by the blood race!"

"Boom—"

The roar of the 406mm main gun overwhelmed everything, and the scorching air waves and flames from the muzzle almost illuminated the entire sky, like the supreme light of heaven when the Son of Jesus came into the world.

The shock wave generated by the terrifying kinetic energy of the muzzle almost stopped the rain for a moment. Because of the keen hearing of the bat-shaped monsters hovering in the air, a dozen or so unlucky ghosts fainted on the spot and fell into the sea to feed the fish.

The huge waves in the offshore waters squeezed the hull of the Ironclad Warrior away, and the entire turret bounced and vibrated, and a deep gully was split on the deck of the Ironclad in an instant.

The runabout had disappeared, and only a few pieces of driftwood floated in the dark water.

Father Jim put a cigar in his mouth—

——Stuffed another cigar into Boy Tangning's mouth.

I asked the first mate to borrow a fire. Because the first officer is very angry.

The fat brother cursed and crawled out of the center console from the shock of the huge shelling.

"Do you know! Just for your pleasure! Now all weapon systems have to be overhauled! It can't stand this toss!"

Jim smiled confidently, while Tangning smiled powerfully.

The grandfather and grandson didn't think about the consequences at all, and spit out smoke rings.

"Oh yeah!~"

"Oh yeah!~"