Chapter 158 Isn't the naval battle all about shooting?
"Come out, but remember to keep your hands where I can see them!"
Chen Mo put all the opponent's weapons into his pocket, and then watched as the opponent supported his companion and limped up from below.
By the candlelight, Chen Mo saw the uninvited guest in front of him. A thin young male assassin with a somewhat pale face was struggling to help a middle-aged man in tattered clothes and with multiple scars on his body come up the stairs.
After seeing Chen Mo, the two of them paused for a moment, and then continued to walk up the stairs very slowly. When the two sides were about to lose their position, the middle-aged man suddenly pounced on Chen Mo, and a cold light appeared in the hands of the young male assassin.
, the target is Chen Mo’s waist!
Chen Mo, who had been prepared for a long time, rolled on the spot without forgetting to extinguish the candle. Then in the darkness, there was first a crisp collision sound, and then the sound of sizzling electricity.
At the end, Chen Mo lit the candle again, and then patted the titanium helmet on his head. He didn't know whose head he hit just now, but he knew from the sound that the other person was not ten days and a half old.
, I definitely can’t get out of bed!
Then he saw the scarred middle-aged man lying on the ground with weak breathing and a red and swollen patch on his head, while the male assassin beside him rolled his eyes and fell to the ground twitching.
"You still want to stab me in the waist, but you still have 20,000 years left!"
Chen Mo patted the flap on his body. He never took it off when sleeping. What's more, it was always him who stabbed others in the waist. How could there be any reason for others to stab him in the waist!
Chen Mo first checked the middle-aged man's condition, then treated him with holy light, hung up his life to ensure whether he would die, and waited until he knew whether the other person was good or bad before deciding whether to live or die. Then he turned his attention to
I found this male assassin who had the courage to stab himself in the waist.
Um?
Chen Mo kneaded this feeling repeatedly and finally confirmed that this male assassin was actually a perverted maniac who stuffed a big bun into his chest!
After restraining the two people, Chen Mo quickly went downstairs, opened the door and snatched the money in one go. He was so skillful that he didn't look like a first-time offender. Then, one by one, he lifted the two unfortunates onto the deck, hung them on the zipline and sent them back to Molingen.
Number.
The value of the gold and silver carried by the three gold-carrying ships is close to one million pounds. Although he can accept it as soon as it is good, Chen Mo wants to take off all the British pants, how can he let the rest go!
When Chen Mo touched the fifth gold-carrying ship, someone finally noticed something was wrong and sounded the alarm.
"Sir, shall we retreat?"
Ah Fu saw Chen Mo sliding down and asked immediately.
"Why retreat? There is another ship that can come in time!"
Chen Mo took over the rudder, leaned towards the gold transport ship at the front, and then grabbed the hook to board the ship. At this moment, there were already more than a dozen sailors with scimitars and muskets on the deck. Chen Mo pulled out his pistol in the air, and then landed on the ground.
By the time, all the sailors on the deck had fallen.
Then Chen Mo switched to the Hell Warriors, added flash bombs to open the way, and fought directly from the deck to the vault.
The thick wooden walls were as fragile as paper to the fire of hell. When taking the money, Chen Mo did not forget to spray-paint more than a dozen holes in the cabin to allow sea water to pour into it.
When Chen Mo returned to Moringen, the British fleet had already begun combat preparations. The gun doors of each warship were opened. The sailors rushed into their posts without even having time to put on their clothes, and then began to load the cannons and prepare to fire.
"Afu, go change the flag, it's time for us to leave!"
Chen Mo laughed and controlled the direction of the Molingen, and then a French Navy flag with three gold fleurs-de-lis on a blue background was hung on the top of the mast of the Molingen.
Chen Mo didn't take any detours when leaving. The Molingen was already in the center of the fleet, so he just accelerated and passed through the front of the fleet!
The furious advance of Molingen finally attracted the attention of the British Navy. This warship that did not follow the formation was initially regarded as a feint ship by them. Therefore, the British commander did not rush to order the opening of fire, but prepared to
Let a third-level battleship and a fourth-level cruiser in the front intercept the Moeringen.
However, before the two bulky ships could adjust their attitude, the Morlingen had already passed between them, not forgetting to fire a salvo as it passed by.
The 24-pound long-barreled gun mounted on the Moeringen was powerful enough to penetrate the protection of these warships. Although the solid bullets were not lethal enough, they still caused a panic on the British warships and almost caused an accidental attack on the two British warships.
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At this moment, the shortcomings of the Grand Fleet's complex communication conditions and bloated command structure began to appear. The Molingen was fighting and running all the way, causing the British fleet to be in chaos. The British warships in front did not know what was happening.
In the dark night, they couldn't see clearly the French flag hanging on Moringen. After their own light battleships appeared, the large British warships in front even provided cover for Moringen. A second-level battleship let Moringen
The Root passed quickly, turned to the right, and fired a salvo at the hazy silhouette of the ship in the darkness, and then the opponent fought back not to be outdone.
"These guys are really our friendly forces!"
Chen Mo looked at the darkness behind the rudder. The sound of cannons there was rumbling and earth-shattering. It was estimated that there would still be two or three hours of fighting before dawn!
I don’t know how everyone will react when they find out it was friendly fire!
Relying on the speed of the ship, the Moringen quickly arrived at the periphery of the fleet. Although it was more open, it was also more dangerous. The bulky battleships inside had no way to deal with the nimble Moringen, which did not mean that the fifth-level ships cruising around the periphery
There is no way with the sixth-level cruiser!
In fact, several fifth-level ships have already set their sights on the Molingen, and have begun to bombard the Molingen with the ship's heavy mortars!
"This is like a naval battle!"
Chen Mo looked at the warships chasing behind him, handed the rudder to Ah Fu, took out his ntw, and then aimed at the British warships behind him.
Thunder-like explosions came from the Moringen, even covering the battleship's gunfire, echoing on the sea surface, and with every gunshot, a violent fireball appeared in the sea behind.
The Holy Light bombs fired directly from British warships and anti-material rifles were so powerful that they could even be used to open cans for main battle tanks, let alone these fragile wooden sailing ships.
Seeing the pursuers being destroyed one by one by Chen Mo, the sailors of the Molingen who were already ready for battle couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They had done thousands of simulated movements during training, just for this moment, but
Now, one can imagine the sailor's frustration as the enemy was wiped out without even seeing him.
"Isn't naval warfare just about bombardment? I'll bombard you the same way!"
Chen Mo wanted to comfort his men like this, but there was another thunder blast in the sky, and then a drop of rain fell on Chen Mo's face.