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When Kamloops discovered the collapsed tunnel and the still-smoky battlefield, Drunny was completely shocked. His suspicion turned into reality, and he became a little panicked all day long.
On the one hand, Drunni organized manpower to rescue the British troops in the tunnel, but on the other hand, he was afraid that Liu Zhenming and others would take advantage of their victory to attack Kamloops, so he had to repeatedly ask for help from the militia, Ministry of Defense and Northwest Mounted Police headquarters.
The Ministry of Militia and Defense is equivalent to Canada's Ministry of National Defense. Of course, the Northwest Mounted Police cannot be examined by its name. The Northwest Mounted Police is a police force that does not live up to its name. Although it is formally used to maintain law and order, it is actually equivalent to a quasi-regular police force.
The militarized organization, consisting of the Canadian Mounted Police Rifle Battalion and Lord Strathcona's Horse Regiment, headquartered in Regina, the capital of Saskatchewan, is the closest military organization that Druny can now turn to for help.
However, the Canadian government, whose military strength was obviously weak, was also caught off guard. The Canadian federal armed forces only had a total of 40,000 to 50,000 people, and more than 7,000 people were dispatched to support the mother country, the British Boer battlefield.
Is it necessary to mobilize and call in reserve troops just because there are just over a thousand Chinese?
Just when all parties in Canada were having emergency consultations, the Fenians dealt them another heavy blow.
In Victoria, the capital of British Columbia, Lieutenant-Admiral Robertson, commander of the British Pacific Fleet, was worried about the Mohot incident. The news that came at noon almost made him think it was a joke.
After repeated confirmations, Robertson finally had to admit with difficulty that this was true. The Marine Corps led by Mohot was ambushed by Chinese thugs. Not only did they suffer heavy casualties, but most of the soldiers were buried in the tunnel.
I don’t know whether I live or die.
If the warship can go ashore, I believe Robertson will immediately command his fleet to Kamloops to destroy the Chinese mob. Unfortunately, the fleet cannot go ashore, so he can only continue to give Kamloops German troops here.
Rooney sent a telegram asking him to immediately rescue the British soldiers in the tunnel.
Several ships of the British fleet are anchored in the military port, and the civilian port of Victoria is busy because most American merchant ships heading to Alaska choose to replenish supplies here.
When night fell, three small, unknown ships came out of the port and made three shallow waves.
This is the submarine developed by John Holland. After the submarine was transported to the western United States, it was transported here by merchant ship. Due to its small size and less part exposed to the water, it was not easy to be discovered.
All three can dive into the water, but only two can launch torpedoes in the water. This primitive submarine has only 5 crew members and uses two sets of power systems. When sailing on the surface, it uses a gasoline engine and when underwater
When, a battery-powered electric motor is used.
The weapons of the two more advanced submarines are a bow torpedo tube (with three torpedoes) and two artillery pieces. In addition, they also carry mines.
The three submarines set off with the hope of the Irish. One of them was actually operated by Holland himself. This submarine sailed in front. When it was about 10 nautical miles away from the Victoria Naval Port, Holland issued the order for the submarine to dive.
Order.
After the submarine dives, it relies on the battery to sail. The battery can easily run out of power, which means that the submarine can only stay underwater for a few hours before it must surface to recharge, so Holland had to risk being killed by the British.
The danger was discovered, and it was only then that the order was given to dive into the water.
Fortunately, the British had spent too many peaceful days here and had already relaxed their vigilance, allowing Holland and others to reach a place 10 nautical miles away without any danger...
A simple periscope stuck out of the water, and soon the three submarines sneaked into the Victoria Naval Port, the base of the British Pacific Fleet.
The interior of the submarine is very simple, with only a torpedo room and a command and control cabin. It cannot be compared with the submarines of later generations.
Holland stood in front of the periscope and carefully observed the situation of the British warships. As soon as they dived into the water, the submarines were already fighting on their own, and they could not communicate with each other at all. They all relied on the cleverness of their respective captains.
Behind Holland, stood several nervous Fenians.
"Mr. Holland, can we launch?" one of the sailors asked softly.
Holland shook his head and said without looking back: "Don't worry, the British didn't even turn on the searchlights on the shore. We have plenty of time. First we have to determine which warship is valuable. If you don't mind, please call me
Sir, after all we are fighting now."
"Yes, sir!" Several Fenians replied with excitement. They heard from Holland's words that Holland was looking for the armored cruiser.
"Okay, turn the course to the right. The largest British warship is 600 meters away, and be ready to attack." Not long after, Holland shouted loudly.
This is the hard work of his research, and it will be put into practice tonight. It can be said that Holland is more excited and looking forward to it than anyone else.
The submarine slowly approached the British ship and found a good attack position, with the bow of the boat facing the belly of the British ship.
"Sir, the torpedoes have been loaded and are already aimed at the British ship." The message was passed from the torpedo cabin.
"In 5 seconds, launch the torpedo." Holland couldn't help but grabbed his hat and threw it aside.
The torpedo soldiers had been waiting for a long time. After receiving Holland's order, they did not hesitate at all. They pulled the launch button on the launcher that had already installed the torpedoes. With a whoosh, a torpedo rode the water waves and quickly headed towards
Rush forward.
Then, everyone on the boat held their breath waiting for the results.
Holland's bright eyes stared at the periscope without blinking, maybe dozens of seconds passed, maybe a minute.
He saw that the entire hull of the British ship that was being targeted suddenly shook. Looking down, he saw a ball of fire rising into the sky, and a torpedo hit the target.
The shock wave of the explosion came back not long after, causing the submarine to shake slightly.
The crew members in the cabin all looked at Holland.
"Boys, great job, the torpedo hit the enemy ship." Holland shouted at a high decibel volume.
Suddenly, the entire submarine cabin burst into cheers, and everyone was so excited that they clapped and hugged each other to celebrate.
Holland did not join in the celebration. There were still two torpedoes in the boat. How could they not use them?
He continued to order calmly: "Continue to load the torpedo tubes, the battle is not over yet."
As Holland's attack began, the other two submarines also launched attacks in their own way. For a while, continuous explosions sounded in the port for "no reason".
"What happened?"
Robertson, the commander of the British Pacific Fleet in the shore headquarters, heard the noise and quickly ran out to observe the enemy's situation. When he raised his telescope, he saw that the port had been engulfed in a sea of fire, and several warships seemed to be set on fire at once.
It burned like a fire.
"Who, who is attacking us?"
Robertson rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again. The scene in the harbor was still the same. Could it be that today was the Good Friday of the British Empire? Marines were ambushed during the day, and warships were attacked again at night.
Toot toot…
Throughout the military port, warnings sounded loudly...
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for Canadians in British Columbia, because Christu not only organized a submarine attack, but also organized an army to launch a massive offensive in the Vancouver area. The entire province of British Columbia suddenly