Chapter 687

Boom!

A white wave stirred up.

The bow of the defenseless ironclad ship was raised high, and then slammed down again, splashing the waves more than ten meters high.

The huge hull shook violently.

If it were an ordinary warship, the keel would have been broken long ago.

However, this ironclad ship only broke a large hole in the bow, and the watertight compartment entered a large amount of seawater, but there was no risk of sinking for a while.

"Enemy attack, immediately activate the phantom sails, escape from this area, and inform Mr. Si Ming of the situation here, and ask him to quickly reinforce!"

The captain of the Bliksem issued orders loudly.

"Yes!"

One after another order was passed on.

The transmitter started to send the message, the golden runes on the sails on the ship flickered, and the Bliksem traveled 10 kilometers away at a speed of almost teleportation.

"As long as you escape from this area, there will be no problem."

The captain of the Bliksem thought to himself.

However, the Bliksem had just traveled at a rapid speed for less than three kilometers, and a violent explosion sounded again, interrupting the rapid progress of the Bliksem.

If the previous mine only damaged the surface of the Bliksem, this mine was pushed directly into the watertight compartment and exploded.

It directly blew up the watertight compartment that was not so sturdy.

A large amount of water poured into the cabin, and the Bliksem sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, many sailors jumped off the boat and swam towards the shore in an attempt to escape.

Zhang Tuohai, who was not far away, was dumbfounded.

He never imagined that the Lightning was so unstoppable, and the two mines would solve it.

I thought I had to jump to fight at close range.

Looking at the sinking battleship, Zhang Tuohai no longer had the idea of ​​taking action himself, but let those self-propelled machines take care of it.

Da-da-da, da-da-da.

Many self-propelled machines used Gatling to shoot the sailors who ran out of the boat. Countless people sank in the river, and the blood stained the nearby waters red.

After dealing with the fleeing enemies, the self-propelled machines began to team up to attack those still on board.

As soon as a self-propelled machine climbed up the bow, it ushered in a storm-like blow.

Various types of bullets came like raindrops.

If it weren't for the self-propelled machine just refitted with a titanium alloy body, it would be directly scrapped at this time.

After the attack was frustrated, a large number of self-propelled machines immediately surrounded them, and a round of plasma grenades was thrown up, followed by the aerial reconnaissance of the Feitian gasoline-powered saw.

At this time, the people who were originally blocking the door of the cabin have been burned into coke by the plasma grenade.

A bronze treasure chest floated in the cabin.

A self-propelled machine immediately went over and picked up the bronze treasure chest.

After the treasure chest was picked up, the bodies of the ships and sailors turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Seeing the Lightning disappear, Zhang Tuohai glanced at his watch, and the time was fixed at 5:19.

"The whole operation took no more than six minutes, which is not bad."

Zhang Tuoguan dropped the timer on his wristband.

At the same time, he glanced at the attributes on the family badge, and the points had risen to 1012, indicating that there were at least 8 players on this ship.

"Are there only 8 players?" Zhang Tuohai recalled the scene when the river was dyed red just now, and it was obvious that there were definitely more than eight dead.

"Could it be that the remaining ones are all recruited natives? It seems that the ratio of those natives in the fleet is very high, but I don't know if there is any chance to rebel against those natives, if they can be allowed to live in their own nests. Just the opposite."

Zhang Tuohai thought to himself.

At this time, 001 had already sent the bronze treasure chest to Zhang Tuohai.

"Blessed by the goddess of dice, there must be something good."

Zhang Tuohai put his hands together and said something.

After bowing three times to the box, Zhang Tuohai carefully opened the bronze box.

A retro revolver appeared in Zhang Tuohai's hand.

The pistol appears to be made of brass, with a consistent tone throughout, the grip is walnut, and fine runes are engraved on the outside of the magazine.

[Plague spreader: Rune firearms, each bullet contains a large amount of deadly viruses, namely: typhoid, plague, Ebola, malaria, smallpox, dengue fever, after being hit, it will make people rapidly sick and fall into various A complication that can be life-threatening if left untreated. 】

"It's useless."

Zhang Tuohai scratched his head.

The biggest highlight of this gun is that it makes people quickly suffer from infectious diseases, but it must be hit to be effective.

But the question is, if you can hit it, how good is it to make another shot and kill it directly?

Why do you do this?

Moreover, the limit range of the pistol is usually around 50 meters, and the actual combat distance is usually between 10 and 20 meters.

Within this combat range, Zhang Tuohai could use a better high-voltage current instead of a pistol.

However, this is a rune weapon anyway, and the runes on it are still useful for Lilith to decipher the imaginary number code.

"Send this to Lilith."

Zhang Tuohai handed the pistol to 001.

He himself did not dare to go to Lilith's room today, for fear of being cut off.

At this time, Xiao Ai said: "Commander, when the battle was about to end, someone in the Lightning sent a radio message. It was too brief and could not be deciphered due to lack of comparison. However, I intercepted it."

"They still use telegrams to communicate with each other?" Zhang Tuohai couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words.

"However, people are dead, and the news cannot be concealed. They only need to look at the regional channel to find out. Before they leave, kill these guys first."

Zhang Tuohai said.

"it is good!"

A large number of self-propelled machines immediately returned to the car, and then the car approached the remaining two ships in the distance in a submersible state.

At this moment, Si Ming on the Victory was looking into the distance with a gloomy face.

He had learned of the entire Blitzkrieg through an obituary on the regional channel.

His face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot.

The Lightning was his previous car. He put a lot of effort into it, and even sent his cronies to control the situation.

However, it just sank.

"Is there any news coming back?"

Si Ming turned to look at the chief mate and asked.

"No, there is no news." The first officer glanced at the sender and shook his head.

"Captain, the sinking of the Lightning is very strange. I suspect that there is an ambush ahead. Why don't we retreat for a while, call for support, wait until the main force of the fleet gathers, and then dispatch together, we will be able to clear the ambush ahead."

Si Ming stared at the first officer with icy eyes: "Do you think those damned guys will wait for us to slowly gather the army? By the time the main force arrives, they will have already slipped away. Pass my order and the whole ship will speed up. , I don't believe it, with the protection of the statue of the goddess of the sea, what can he do to me, move forward!"