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5343 The Last Ship of Arms

The sudden counterattack of the Chinese people shocked all the British. The cruiser seemed to be unable to save it. The hull had begun to tilt, and countless sailors were directly killed. Those who survived by chance also jumped into the water.

The other two warships could only escape urgently and then rescued friendly troops who fell into the water. The Biscay Bay finally escaped and left the British's vision range!

The flying ship left the route, chose to enter the storm zone like the head of state, and ventured to head east!

When night fell, the captain took all the soldiers on the deck and took off his hat and saluted in the direction of the explosion!

"Brothers! The brothers' ships exchanged their sacrifices for us the opportunity to survive... They must be cherished! We are not afraid of death, but our ship's arms must be sent back!"

"Many of you are recruits, and some of you are volunteers! You don't know how heavy our responsibilities are!"

"I can tell you a secret! The main gun caliber of our Chinese flagship, Taishan, is claimed to be 210, but it is actually 300!"

"And do you know how long the service life of such a powerful main gun is? It's only 200 rounds!"

"The initial speed of the shell is too fast when it is fired, and the temperature is very high. The rifle in the barrel cuts into the surface of the shell and causes rotational force. This ensures the stability of the shell's ballistics... which is commonly known as "the shooting is accurate and the shooting is far away!"

"But the rifle is metal, and the shells are also metal... The high-temperature friction between metals will cause certain wear on the rifle! Don't think that this wear has nothing to do with it, this time it affects the accuracy!"

"And if the barrel is fired more often, it will cause metal fatigue and increase the risk of explosion!"

"So the main guns of battleships have an important indicator, which is the firing life... The 300-caliber main gun only has a firing life of 200 shells. If you launch more, you cannot guarantee the accuracy, and it will explode!"

"The barrel that reaches its launch life must be removed and replaced. Now do you know how much money the Navy is burning?"

"The more difficult thing is that every time the main gun fires, it will remove part of the rifle, which means that the inner diameter of the main gun is expanded a little..."

"Scientists have calculated the amount of wear...so the main gun shells are numbered!"

"From the first round to the second hundred round, according to the size of the numbered shells, you can't see clearly with the naked eye, but if you put the first and second hundred together, you can definitely see the difference!"

"Now everyone understands it? The shells we carry are irreplaceable, they all have fixed numbers and fixed order..."

"The consequences of wrong launch are very serious... If the shell is large in diameter, it will get stuck and even explode!"

"The shell has a smaller diameter and no accurate head, and it loses its power..."

"We have to live and return to the Chinese people alive... to send this most important arms over..."

"The Holy is loaded with some small caliber shells. There are still inventory in our Chinese arsenal. It is not too dangerous to lose a ship!"

"We can't do it! We must survive... The 100 300-caliber shells on our ship are the last batch of supplies for the Taishan!"

"It can support a high-intensity naval battle! Perhaps this naval battle can change the fate of our Chinese people!"

"Now everyone understands the arduous task of our work? The British have already known our intelligence. They will definitely intercept us in the Strait of Malacca!"

"What should I do now? Let's brainstorm, we need to have a way out!"

The soldiers on the entire deck immediately whispered. Before, they only knew that their mission was important, but they never thought it would be so important!

Soldiers have a relatively low level of education, so it is good to barely understand writing and some basic mathematics!

They are very confused when it comes to metal technology disciplines. They really didn’t understand them before, but now they understand them after talking about them!

It turns out that this ship of arms is related to the life and death of the Chinese navy! This has changed their newly aroused desire to die again. It is very simple to die together, but it will be even more difficult to complete the task alive!

People whispered and talked, and soon most people made their attitude clear, "Let's go south! Let's go around Indonesia... and go to the Pacific Ocean, and go to Luzon... and there is our sphere of influence!"

"Yes! No more Malacca, go to the Sunda Strait! Go into Java Sea and go straight to Brunei..."

"No, the Sunda Strait is too close to the Lion City. If the British can block Malacca, they will definitely block the Sunda Strait!"

"Let's go to the Banda Sea! There are archipelagos over there..."

"Not even... there are some remnants of Spain and the Netherlands over there! They will definitely cooperate with the British to intercept us!"

"What should I do? Do I have to go around Papua New Guinea? Too far...we don't have that much supply!"

People are arguing, but all opinions are unified, and we have to go around from southern Malacca!

But it is so simple to go around. It is now summer, and it is the season of frequent typhoons. Southeast Asia has always had many typhoons and rainstorms. It is indeed extremely dangerous to surround such a large circle of ports.

The captain reached out and suppressed everyone, "There is one more thing you forgot... Australia is the territory of Britain... How could the Indian colonial government forget to send them a telegram?"

"Even if the Australian Navy only has some old wooden-shelled iron-clad warships, it is still enough to deal with our camouflaged fly-scissors!"

"No! It's absolutely not possible to go south. It's too dangerous. The probability of success is only one-tenth... We can be desperate, but we can't bet on the ammunition and arms of the Chinese people!"

The captain pulled a box of wine from behind and divided it to everyone. The soldiers passed the drinks one by one. There were stars in the sky. The wind blew the sails, and the cables pulled the wooden mast, making a squeaking sound!

The captain drank one-third of the bottle of rum spirits in a big gulp, and he gasped and said, "There is a way! Let's go north!"

Pushing away the chart, the captain pointed to the sea and said, "We have now left the main channel of the Indian Ocean and entered the southern storm area where ships dare not enter, that is, the no-man's land!"

"Although this place is dangerous, it is not easy to be discovered! Here our son is moving forward and try to avoid the enemy's pursuit!"

"Here... we took the night to head north with the range of about 90 degrees east longitude! We used the fastest time to cross the golden channel and gamble... we bet that the British warships could not hit us!"

"Ah? Go to the Bay of Bengal? There is a place of death... It's all the spheres of influence of Britain and France. Are we looking for death?" someone asked.

The captain shook his head, "No... let's go to the Isthmus of Kra... let's take a gamble... go to the Isthmus of Kra, and then log in to find our Chinese intelligence station!"

"If we can connect with our intelligence personnel... we can abandon the ship! Land transport transport these shells over and to the Gulf of Thailand, we will also reach our own territory!"

"There will definitely be a warship to support you!"

The captain looked up at the more than 70 subordinates on the deck, and suddenly stood up and bowed, "Brother! I know you must have subordinates from the CIA..."

"With such a precious arms transmission, it is impossible for the Bureau of Kings not to send elite soldiers and powerful generals!"

"Brother, please... I know this is a hard work, and I know that you have exposed it at all, that is a violation of discipline and even a life-threatening danger..."

"But... the arms of our ship cannot be lost! For the sake of the Chinese, brother, please stand up..."

"As long as you can connect with our intelligence network on the Indochina Peninsula, we will have hope of completing the mission!"

"Brother...brother, please!"
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