Chapter 2: The stormy waves of 175: Wusongkou offense and defense 2

The command room of the Thirteenth Town was in an abandoned shed, with an Eight Immortals table and some cabinets in the room. A large map was placed on the table, and three people stood around the table. They were Wu Qiyun, the commander of the Thirteenth Town, Mao Fun, the chief of staff of the Thirteenth Town, and Kuang Shuren, the instructor of the Thirteenth Town.

Finally, he received the order to go to the front line immediately, which made Wu Qiyun's warlike blood a little excited. He asked the Chief of Staff to immediately issue an order to gather the officers and soldiers of various associations, and then shouted outside: "Xizi comes in to pack up and prepare to go out."

Kuang Shuren suggested on the side: "Old Wu, the Green Camp and the Eight Banners on the Front Line have fled. Should we send a battalion to go out immediately first? Otherwise, if the British army boarded 6, the artillery would have no cover."

Wu Qiyun was a little disliked about the role of the instructor.                                                      �

But once he took his brothers out to fight and set up a place for his friends. This guy was also chatting in front of him, and even sued him for the superior instructor, causing him to be punished and almost removed from his post. In Wu Qiyun's mind, this was purely a surveillance. No matter how annoying he hated, Wu Qiyun had no choice. Kuang Shuren was at the same level as him, and many official documents were not signed by this person.

Fortunately, Wu Qiyun had the final say in military management. He almost blurted out the word "no" from Kuang Shuren's suggestion just now, but after thinking about it, he could not act voluntarily in war, and this guy was right.

Although the new artillery lands operated by the East and West Fortresses were from the Green Camp. They all received professional training from the 6 military headquarters. They were divided into a group of five people, one of whom commanded, one loaded, one lit fire, two carried shells, and one reserved. Under the fierce bombing of British naval guns, these gunners were not timid at all. The Green Camp and Eight Banners of the East Fortress had retreated. But the defenders of the Fortress were still bravely fighting back.

Wu Qichi 1ued his upper body, revealing his bronzed skin half of his body. The muscles on it swelled vigorously when carrying the shells. He handed the shells to the loader, and the round shells were stuffed into the cannon chamber from the front. When he retreated, the ignition hand next to him ignited the lead. Wu Qi took a few steps back, noticing that the lead finally turned into ash, burning into the cannon chamber. With a huge shock, the cannon body shook rapidly on the cannon stand. As the mother and child barrels flew and interlaced, a cannon was already out of the blink of an eye.

At a 500m per second, the shell fell on the fore deck of the "Danmashige" within two seconds at a ground level invisible to the naked eye. The second explosion came again. The tnt explosive in the shell shattered the iron ball, and countless iron blocks pierced the surroundings. Objects within a radius of several feet were shot like hornets' nests. The explosion ground air wave overturned a long-tube cannon weighing more than 1,000 kilograms. The cannon overturned several heels and rolled on the deck with the people washed away by the air waves. The bloody collision along the way.

Almost at the same time, a rocket with a stabilizing rod on Wu Qi's position was ejected. The battle base of the 32-pound rocket exploded at the moment of touching the ground, and a ball of thick flames swept towards Wu Qi, swallowing him up in an instant. The sudden light in Wu Qi's eyes turned dark and suddenly became dark.

In the eyes of Zeng Datou, an officer from the Thirteenth Towns of the infantry who arrived at the East Fort in advance, Wu Qi had turned into a charred corpse. Obviously, the type of rocket fired by the British was arson bomb. Zeng Datou crawled in the crater outside the fort and observed silently. There were also artillery soldiers from Thirteenth Towns. During the exercise, he had seen this thing and could be used on people's tragic situation. This was the first time he had seen it. The body of No. 1 was burned and shrunk, and the stinking smell came out of the nearby plants and trees burned. The shells swallowed in the flames made a huge explosion again. A ball of thick flames rose with the explosion, and the solid three-way land on the fort was blown out of a deep pit.

Zeng Datou showed a team of infantry soldiers around the shore. He lurked towards another nearby fort. He immediately waved his arms behind him. The commander stood up and rushed over in the grass. He jumped to Zeng Datou's side.

"Immediately notify the horse team officer and ask him to lead a team of people to block the British army in front."

"Get the order."

With the departure of the messenger, Zeng Datou arranged one by one, and the troops of a battalion were divided into five pieces by Zeng Datou, and the British 6th Army that came ashore were blocked in the divided areas.

After a while, there were dense gunfires coming from the front, which was the horseman fighting with the British army that had just appeared.

Gong Zizhen was frightened by the battle situation in front of him. The British's combat effectiveness was beyond his expectations. After this round of artillery battle, almost all the new and old turrets were paralyzed. Now, as soon as the turrets here sounded, they would immediately summon the British naval guns. With only one round of volleys, the cannon's turret would be silenced. The fierce counterattack just now only sank five British ships, two of which were transport ships and three warships. Another six British warships were injured, causing them to withdraw from the battle, two of which were battleships.

What was more surprised than Gong Zizhen was Yilu, the commander of the British Expeditionary Force. The loss this time was far from expected. The information provided by the intelligence department was not available to the Chinese. Its power was so great that he encountered losses that he had never experienced since the war started. He shouted violently deep in his heart: "We must loot Shanghai and turn one of the most economic areas in the Chinese people into a charred black."

"Your Excellency General, you have piecework from Australia."

Take the letter sealed with wax from the adjutant, and Yilu tore open the envelope with three goose feathers inserted.

After reading this letter, Yilu's hand trembled slightly. He pinched the letter into a ball with his left hand. The letter was kneaded into a ball of paper, and curled helplessly in Yilu's palm.

Elliot looked at Yilu's frown brows, and his heart gradually shrouded a shadow. He did not ask Yilu directly, but looked at the shore from the deck. The more intense the battle appeared, and said: "God General, we should increase the attacking force. Now all the soldiers who fell into the water have been rescued. The enemy's artillery has been completely suppressed, and we will soon capture Shanghai."

"No, call back all the soldiers and return to New South Wales, Australia immediately."

Elliot couldn't help asking: "God General, did you have something that shouldn't have?"

Yilu said in a seemingly plain manner: "It is true that Singapore has fallen into the hands of the Chinese. The dignity of the British Empire has been severely provoked, and we must first recover there."

This news not only silenced Elliot, but everyone in the room was silent. Yilu smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "It seems that we have found the Chinese fleet that is hiding."

When the British soldiers arrived at the East Fortress of the Thirteenth Infantry Town, they all retreated into the sea.
Chapter completed!