In the darkness, the Great Qing Navy sailed south, and the fleet was approaching the outlet of the Hengchun River in Langqiao.
Several hurricane lanterns were hung on the bow of the ship. Shen Baozhen stood on the deck, standing still. He could only see a dozen meters of waterway. The cold night wind blew his beard full of cheeks. Shen Baozhen stretched out his left hand to touch the thin layer of air in the air. Fog, with a solemn expression on his face.
The fleet led by Shen Baozhen conducted a large-scale raid on the coastal area near Langqiao. After the Japanese invaded Taiwan, they plundered a large number of fishing boats. These fishing boats also had to be blown up. This task was completed by him.
Shen Baozhen led thirty-five warships and ten suicide speedboats to launch an attack on the coastline, mainly dealing with small Japanese warships along the coast.
The herald reported to Shen Baozhen that the fleet had arrived at the attack position. Shen Baozhen walked into the captain's cabin. Now he could only wait and hope that Li Zhunqi would win.
The weather was calculated correctly, and it turned out to be foggy. Layers of mist came over the humid sea, making it increasingly difficult to see the waterway. Shen Baozhen was full of passion, and God helped the Qing Dynasty.
The Daiqing Navy arrived at the enemy's doorstep and launched a sneak attack on the Japanese military port.
But when the death squads enter the Hengchun River, they still need to overcome many difficulties. The fleet sails in thick fog and travels very slowly. Beware of warships running aground. The fleet must sail on the main channel and find the port where the Japanese fleet is anchored. This enters the Hengchun River. In the Spring River Basin, Li Zhun was responsible for commanding operations, and Shen Baozhen was stationed on the cruiser Force, anchored at the seaport.
Li Zhun led ten mosquito boats and twenty suicide speedboats. The fleet, led by Beidong fishermen, successfully sailed into the Hengchun River to find the main Japanese fleet.
Langqiao Deep Water Port Pier is just five miles away, where the main fleet of the Japanese Navy is docked.
The sky slowly brightens, but the mist gathers more and more. The thick fog makes people get lost in it. The death squads drive like ghosts in the thick fog. Their voices are only heard but not their shadows are seen.
The roar of the steam engine broke through the quiet morning.
The Japanese forts along the coast heard the noise and fired warning shots, but not even a ghost could be seen. The heavy fog made the Japanese artillery blind, and they could only hear the roar of the fleet, which made the Japanese scream in panic.
The Japanese fort knew that a fleet of boats had trespassed into the Hengchun River. The Japanese commander Kameda Jinai at the top of the fort held up his binoculars to look for the rising black smoke, but still could not see anything.
The commander of the Japanese fort, Kameda Hitoshi, was anxious. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He had a great responsibility. When the enemy attacked, he had to fight. If he didn't fire, he would be indulging in the enemy and would be shot. Kameda Hitoshi didn't care about the enemy. Where is the ship? He yelled at the top of his lungs: "Fire for me. I order the firing. A few shells will hit me first to kill the enemy."
The Japanese artillery is an elite force. They usually drill wherever they point out, but now there is no target, and the thick fog makes it impossible to see clearly the situation on the river. The observer can only randomly report a coordinate, and thirty cannons roar together, blasting the sky. In unison, one hundred and eighty cannonballs were dropped into the river.
The Japanese artillerymen also knew how to live frugally, and the shells they used were all solid bullets. The iron balls weighing more than 40 kilograms caused splashes of water, but the wide river remained calm.
The Japanese soldiers themselves did not know the result, so they covered their heads and fired indiscriminately. The effect was conceivable, and the death squads were unscathed.
The death squads successfully passed the Japanese blockade and were getting closer to the deep-water port dock. Li Zhun was sitting on a mosquito ship. The Japanese army had discovered the fleet sailing on the water. There was no need for radio silence now.
Li Zhun, wearing a brand-new military uniform and in high spirits, shouted loudly: "Send power to General Office Shen. Our army has arrived at Langjiao Port. The time is eight o'clock in the morning and we are about to launch an attack on the Japanese fleet. We will serve our country with loyalty. Daqingshui The master will surely win, long live my emperor."
Li Zhun knew that this operation had a narrow chance of death. After the sneak attack was successful, he would have to cross the river blocked by the Japanese army, which would be another test of life and death. However, he still rushed to be the commander of the sneak attack and faced death fearlessly.
The Japanese army blew the bugle for emergency assembly, and the Japanese troops along the coast kept blowing the bugle to report to the Japanese naval fleet in Langjiao Port that danger was approaching and enemy ships were attacking.
On a foggy day, the Japanese fleet was docked at the dock. The ship's steam engine had not started yet, and it would take a long time to burn the boiler. Only then would there be power and the ship could set sail. Now the Japanese navy was panicking and the ship was turning around. It's all very difficult.
The sound of the bugle just pointed out the direction of the death squads. A speedboat drove at full speed and rushed towards a Japanese warship docked on the shore.
The sound of artillery and the rain of bullets could not stop the determination of the Qing warriors. The two warriors in the cockpit sang war songs and stared at the enemy warships. Full of hatred for the Japanese army, they rushed towards death.
The use of two helmsmen in the cockpit is to ensure the success of the suicide attack. This road is their own choice. The sea is so beautiful and life comes to an end.
Shen Baozhen knew their value, and Li Guolou knew their contribution. In order to regain the treasure island of the motherland, he shed his blood on this land, and his blood filled his heart was exchanged for the reunification of the motherland.
A warrior in the computer room was lying on the pile of coals, muttering words that he wanted to take a nap and go to heaven with his eyes closed. The unbearable waiting was finally over. At this moment, he was distracted and looked forward to being shattered to pieces.
With a loud bang and a violent impact, the Iwaki's port side was blasted with a huge hole. Tons of river water poured into the ship. The Japanese troops on the Iwaki cried like ghosts and howled like wolves, ushering in the end.
The first suicide speedboat gave the cruiser Iwaki a great gift. The huge roar was so inspiring and ignited the fighting spirit of the death squads.
A fire broke out on the deck of the Iwaki, and there were continuous explosions. The fire was so raging that it was irreversible. The more than 3,000 tons of Iwaki was about to capsize. Hundreds of tons of river water poured into the belly of the Iwaki, and the tilted His posture is like that of an old man in his twilight years, with his proud head lowered.
"The enemy ship's ammunition compartment exploded, Li Guolou was victorious," the officers and soldiers of the Daqing Navy roared together. Even if it cost the lives of all the suicide squads, it was worth killing the Japanese main cruiser. This sneak attack was a success.
Li Zhun witnessed this scene with his own eyes and roared excitedly: "Li Guolou, I did it. God, I succeeded. General Manager Shen, I have lived up to your trust,"
"Fire the guns," Deng Shichang, the captain of the mosquito boat, roared.
"Fire the guns," Liu Buchan, the captain of the mosquito boat, shouted.
"Fire the gun," Lin Yongsheng, the captain of the mosquito boat, waved his arms vigorously.
Ten mosquito boats fired together, firing at the Japanese warships. Sharp fire snakes ravaged the Japanese warships. The fast and flexible mosquito boats shuttled back and forth, attacking the Japanese warships. The Japanese warships docked in the port were like dead fish. Let others slaughter you.
boom.
A Japanese battleship suffered a disaster and burst into flames. The steel monster also had its moment of weakness. The beautiful hull had a huge black hole, and the ugly monster spewed out raging fire.
On the Japanese warship, flesh and blood were stuck to the fort, and the broken corpses looked pale and weak. The crew members were scurrying around, helplessly jumping into the Hengchun River.
"Well done, you are all national heroes," Li Zhun watched as the speedboats cut through the waves and sailed towards the Japanese warships. With so many national heroes risking their lives and breaking open the enemy's chest with their flesh and blood, there was no need to fear the Japanese navy.
Artillery shells exploded in all directions, causing waves several feet high. Four Japanese clippers suffered suicide attacks and sank one after another. On the wide river, escaping Japanese troops floated.
The Japanese artillery on the shore continued to fire aimlessly. The shells hit unknown directions and hit ten Japanese clippers leaving Langjiao Port.
Although those clipper ships were covered with iron and the main structure was made of wood, they quickly caught fire, just like lighting candles, shining through the thick fog at dawn.
A fierce battle was going on in Langjiao Port, and Li Zhun vowed not to give up and used all his strength to attack the cruiser Rijin.
The suicide speedboats searched for Japanese warships. They paid no attention to the old speedboats and focused on the big ones.
The Japanese fleet did not want to be beaten passively, so they weighed anchor one by one, hoping to escape the attack of the Daiqing Navy.
The four suicide speedboats rushed straight towards the cruiser Rijin, passing through the hail of shells and mist, and headed towards the heart of the enemy.
The warriors of the Qing Dynasty were fearless, and the flamingos were reborn from blood. They had to use their blood to achieve the rise of the nation.
Boom, boom.
Two suicide speedboats were hit by Japanese artillery, and they burst into flames and turned into thick black smoke.
Boom, boom.
The other two suicide speedboats collided with the cruiser Rijin, completing the mission entrusted to them by history. The river flooded in, and the cruiser Rijin was like a child with two teeth missing, swallowing the bitter pill of failure alone.
A mosquito ship was on the verge of crashing, but it rushed into the Japanese fleet without hesitation, and with a violent collision, it completed its final destination.
A mosquito ship disappeared from sight, and forty-four officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty died heroically for their country and their country's aspirations.
The Qing death squads fought tenaciously to cripple the Japanese fleet in Langjiao Port. Round after round of shelling was hearty, and each shell vented the evil spirit in their hearts.
Thousands of artillery shells rushed towards the Japanese warships, with brilliant sparks and bloody blood.
"Report to the commander, we are out of ammunition," the herald rushed into the command room.
"Order, return sail," Li Zhun took one last look at Langjiao Port. The Japanese main fleet was beaten to pieces, and the main bodies of the two cruisers were already soaked in the water, like a dying old man taking his last look.
"Brothers, wait for me to come back, I will definitely come back," Li Zhun murmured to himself. Next time he will set foot on this land to honor the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country. What lovely warriors, for the great belief, A heroic sacrifice.
The remaining seven mosquito ships sailed towards the east. They still had to cross the Hengchun River estuary. Although there was still a hail of bullets waiting for them and a narrow escape from death was ahead, Feng Zicai's Wuwei main fleet would meet them and had already begun. In the attack on the Japanese forts, the Japanese forts at the sea entrance will be subject to fierce bombing.
Li Zhun was willing to die for his country, but when he had the chance to escape from death, he still ran faster than anyone else. The mosquito boat he was sitting in took the lead and traveled at a top speed of twelve knots.
At this time, the river was still filled with mist. The rising sun eliminated the water vapor in the air, and the sky became clearer and clearer.
Li Zhun looked at his pocket watch. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. The two-hour attack was too enjoyable. The main Japanese fleet was completely defeated by his death squads.
Li Zhun led the remaining seven mosquito boats to escape, and a dozen Japanese warships chased behind him, with a posture of never giving up. Huge shells fell on the water behind him.
The lightly armed mosquito boat took advantage of its speed and left the Japanese fleet far behind.
There were pursuers behind them and Japanese artillery batteries in front of them. The seven mosquito ships had no ammunition for combat and needed support as they passed through the seaport.
The seven mosquito ships were about to pass the final hurdle. There were bursts of cannon fire at the entrance to the sea, and the thundering roar could be heard from a distance. Li Zhun showed an expression of joy on his face, and Feng Zicai's fleet came to meet them.
The Japanese fort was close at hand, and Feng Zicai led thirty ships to attack the Japanese fort. The fort was a fixed target and easy to aim at. The giant artillery of the Daiqing Marine Division kept firing at the Japanese fort.
The artillery shells from both sides were like raindrops, shuttled in the sky. Feng Zicai stood on the deck, waiting anxiously for the seven mosquito ships. He had received a telegram from Li Zhun. The sneak attack on Langjiao Port went very smoothly. The Japanese cruisers Iwaki and Rijin It has been overturned, and the heavy responsibility of responding to the death squads is on his shoulders. Whether he can successfully break through the gate of hell depends on him.
"Here we come, I only saw seven mosquito boats. Good job Li Zhun," the one-armed general Feng Zhaojin shouted at the top of his lungs. The navy officers and soldiers couldn't use their ears and had to take the cotton out of their ears to speak.
"Well, I saw it. Li Zhun is a talent that can be used in the future." Feng Zicai was very excited, with an expression of approval in his eyes. The suicide squad that entered the Hengchun River were officers and soldiers of the Beiyang Navy. They sacrificed so much, how great it is. A member of the suicide squad, I usually get angry when I see Li Zhun's behavior, but this time I completely changed my mind, and I feel that Shen Baozhen is still very discerning.
The Qing fleet cruising in the wide river continued to fire at the Japanese forts, suppressing the Japanese artillery with powerful firepower and covering the seven mosquito boats.
The Great Qing Navy has never been so generous. Hundreds of cannons roared together, and shells poured into the Japanese forts.
The two sides went back and forth, refusing to give in to each other. The Great Qing Navy endured huge artillery fire and fought to the death.
Seven mosquito boats passed through the Qing fleet and headed for the sea. The river became wider and wider. Li Zhun breathed a sigh of relief. After a long journey, he finally escaped. The navy officers and soldiers hugged each other and celebrated. The surprise attack was successful.
When the five Japanese warships arrived at the seaport, they did not dare to come out. They only dared to cruise within the protection range of the fort. Without the escort of cruisers and battleships, these fast sailing ships were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
From this moment on, the Daiqing Navy was able to block the Japanese Navy's waterways and secure the upper hand in naval battles.
On the sea, the transport ship was connected to the mosquito ship. Navy officers and soldiers were carrying artillery shells, replenishing the ammunition compartment of the mosquito ship, and transporting tons of five-tank coal into the engine room. The Daqing Navy also wanted to attack the coastline of the Langqiao Peninsula controlled by the Japanese army. , conduct a major sweep.
Li Zhun looked at the Japanese fleet with a sarcastic look on his face. It was a struggling navy and there was nothing to worry about. Li Zhun said to himself: "Liu Mingchuan, the rest is up to you. As long as the army removes the forts along the coast, , the Japanese fleet will surely perish, and the Great Qing Navy still has its final battle. I want to completely annihilate the Japanese navy to relieve the hatred in my heart and comfort my dead comrades."
The Daqing Navy sailed away from the attack range of the Japanese forts, and cruised in the estuary in a majestic manner. The huge fleet refused to leave for a long time, the sirens blared, and the volleys roared, resounding through the sky.
Feng Zicai recited Li Guolou's poems loudly, with tears in his eyes.
"Nian Nujiao? Taiwan Town"
The clouds and waves are rolling, traveling thousands of miles, and the blue sea and yellow sand are fighting against the Japanese slaves.
The bloody battle on the treasure island strengthened the country's prestige, the navy restored our mountains and rivers, raised the tombs, stained the banners with blood, and lined up guns to sacrifice the loyal souls. The country remains unchanged, and the vast sea is as far as the eye can see.
Thinking of the country's humiliation and family hatred, I vomit my heart and weep my blood, hoping that the suffering will be over and the joy will come.
The sky is filled with bullets, cannons, thunder and fire, the nine-headed bird soars into the sky, feeling sad alone, the breeze remembers old friends, cleanses away demons, spreads its wings and flies high, the roc chases the clouds and the sun,