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Chapter 127 Talking and laughing

The second round of artillery was more accurate, with 80% of the shells falling into the crowd, so the infantry who had just assembled on the dock were hit by a second blow. Just as the firing order was issued, the signal soldiers on the flagship also began to wave the signal flag. After seeing the flag words, several small boats suddenly accelerated, and even the cavalry above began to use the weapons in their hands to help paddle the water, and rushed towards the dock with their lives. The landing was the real beginning.

"Let the Marines go on too, don't stop the naval guns, and shoot the residential area behind. Tell Swan that people can be killed or caught, but don't use the purpose of killing or catching people, just drive them away, don't enter the residential area too deep. Just control the near-pierce, and the Marines will solve the subsequent problems." Hong Tao did not joke again this time, and his orders were followed one by one, trying to avoid talking nonsense.

"This small town will no longer exist tomorrow, and the wars in the future will become more and more cruel. This method will be used on the Han people in the north. I don't have the ability to distinguish who is the Mongols and who is the Han people in a city. How will you describe what I do in your book?" As soon as the order was finished, Hong Tao couldn't help it. Not only did he want to see other people's actions, but he also wanted to understand other people's thoughts at all times, and his desire to control became stronger and stronger.

"It's enough to be a little bit off for the sake of justice. It's enough to just say something. But the students don't quite understand how the gentleman can easily destroy a city with these 100 people. Those expensive grenades will not be thrown here, right?" If a cultural person really wants to tell lies, no one can stop them, and their lies are more beautiful and sensational than the truth.

"No matter how small it is... this word is good! It's better for justice! Don't worry, you will know what the hero described in your book is doing. I have a new weapon you don't know. In our country, this thing is called a chemical weapon." At this time, the smoke on the dock had dissipated. You can clearly see dozens of Mamluk cavalry were already lined up, and there was no enemy in your sight. There were grenades that were still exploding one after another in the residential area. The Java infantry, who had suffered two consecutive blows, did not dare to come out and die again.

"What is chemistry?" Wen Nan heard another fresh word and was very interested.

"Chemistry is a kind of knowledge that studies the structure of all things in the world, which is very helpful for daily life." Hong Tao wanted to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf again.

"Why didn't sir open a chemistry department in the navigation school?" Wen Nan actually had stock in Hong Tao's stomach, and his eyes lit up again.

"...Well... I'm honestly, I'm not very good at chemistry and can't teach others for the time being." Bragging is a very hard job and needs to be free to send and receive. Just talking about your own strengths may arouse others' suspicion, so some defects are often exposed, which can better highlight the authenticity of the previous words and make them more credible, and bragging becomes the truth.

"...It's a pity. Australia is gone, why does a continent sink into the sea?" Wen Nan's face was full of disappointment, but he couldn't find out the loopholes in Hong Tao's words. Wen Nan was very entangled with that extreme South Australia. He wanted to go and see it all the time, but unfortunately Hong Tao blocked the road very early and it sank.

"Look, I said that geography classes are very important. You don't like to listen. This is a geographical phenomenon. I said a few days ago. The continent under our feet is a ball, like an orange. The orange peel is the land and sea we are trampling on. But, the orange peel has many cracks, and it's okay, and you rub me and I squeeze yours. As a result, some orange peels squeeze on top, and some are squeezed down. Australia is more unlucky, and it's squeezed down, and it's submerged by the sea. In fact, it's not really heavy, it's just that.

The sea water is a hundred meters deep. Maybe one day it squeezes up again, and then Australia will have it again." As long as the Mamluk cavalry gets ashore, Hong Tao will be relieved. If there are Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side, he dare not chat with Wen Nan here, but there are Javanese on the opposite side, and there are not even steel weapons or heavy armor. It is like infantry without anti-tank weapons encountering tanks, and there is nothing to worry about. As soon as the second group of marines get ashore, the cavalry and infantry cooperate with each other, and they will never have the chance to die with the tanks with grenades.

"But why do orange peels squeeze each other? Who is controlling them?" Wen Nan transformed into a school-friendly elementary school student at this time, one question after another.

"This ball is not solid, it is full of hot liquid. Have you seen it for boiling water? You can tightly cover the lid of the pot, and once the water is opened, the lid of the pot will be pushed up. By the same token, the big ball is full of boiling water. Once it is hot, it has to be pushed out. Maybe it will be pushed out from Australia today, but tomorrow it may be pushed out from the Great Cannibal. No one can say it. Look, there is a big volcano on the east side of Jinhewan. Let me tell you about the eruption.

Those things spewed out of the surface were boiling water inside the big ball. He was like this…” Hong Tao, except for his own origin, hoped that everyone could understand everything he said. It would be better if he could understand it almighty. Once he had the chance, he would be willing to tell people what he knew but others didn’t know, especially macro issues such as the earth, the starry sky, the universe. Every time he talked about such things to others, he felt like he was God and was so happy.

"Master, the third group of landing troops have already arrived. They asked if they should start the arrangement immediately." Just as Hong Tao was talking, Wen Nan was so intoxicated that he had heard it, Mercy ran over again and reminded him in a low voice. This was the third time he had come. He didn't dare to interrupt Hong Tao in verbal words the first two times. Now he could see that. If he didn't interrupt, Hong Tao wouldn't finish it tomorrow morning.

"Oh, so fast! As a result, Lao Wen, you first think about the relationship between the sun and the earth, let's talk tonight..." At this time, Hong Tao just talked about the issue of the earth surrounding the sun, and looked at the dock impatiently. Even if a can of heavy oil did not come ashore, he could drag it for a while. Unfortunately, everything on the dock was ready, and hundreds of people were waiting for him to give orders like fools.

"Let the Quanzhou number be supported to cover it, and start."

With Hong Tao's order, the Quanzhou slowly drove towards the dock. At the same time, the cavalry and the marines divided into three groups, bypassed the residential area, pushed many wheelbarrows, and headed towards the other end of the city. These people did not burn, kill, loot, and as long as the residents here did not get too close, they ignored them, and just turned the black grease in the jars on the wheelbarrows towards the wooden houses.

The Quanzhou on the dock was not idle either. He kept unloading the cans from the ship, and then loading the empty cans brought back from the wheelbarrow onto the ship. The residents and soldiers originally hid in the residential area also launched several counterattacks, but they were all shot back by cavalry and crossbows. In the street battle, the crossbows were even more powerful, and a few people shot volleys. There was a death zone within dozens of meters of this street, and there was no place to hide. Seeing that the counterattack was ineffective, Javanese soldiers and residents began to disperse from the city to the surroundings. Some crawled into the woods, some climbed up the hillside next to them, and some were captured by the Mamluk cavalry. They did not know what these people were going to do, and why the black oil that exuded a pungent smell was poured out.

The landing troops continued to toss until dusk before boarding the boat and returning to their respective ships. There was no casualties during this operation, and no fierce battles occurred. The only loss was that several heavy oil-loaded cans were broken.

"Lao Wen, do you want to try to destroy a city with your own hands? If you want, I will give you this opportunity!" After the last batch of small boats left the dock, Hong Tao put away his telescope, walked down the stern, and came to a 135mm cannon on the deck, and shouted at Wen Nan, who was still observing with a telescope on the stern.

"Sir, please..." Wen Nan was quite polite and bowed to Hong Tao.

"Bang...A few minutes later, with the help of the gunners, Hong Tao finally loaded a cannon and then shot the incendiary bomb out with his own hands.

According to Hong Tao's idea, the scene should be like this: the shells roared and exploded into a ball of fire. The place hit by the shells immediately burned, and the fire instantly covered the entire city, making the sunset in the sky feel inferior. But he himself stood on the stern building and the wind was light and clouds were light, and he was a bit of a silence of the ashes while talking and laughing. Only with this background can his particularly tall back be revealed...

"Damn... I'm filling more than 300 heavy oil, but I didn't ignite any of them... Is there any reason? Shoot me a volley!" But in fact, the fart didn't happen. The firefly's butt exploded a few times, and then there was no follow-up. This made Hong Tao very embarrassed. The process of showing off was seriously hindered, and he became angry.

The heavy oil is not too easy to burn and is not easy to evaporate, with a flash point of about 300 degrees. After three rounds of five 155 artillery fired from the Jinhe River, we finally saw black smoke coming out of two places in the residential area. However, if the heavy oil burns, the scene is still spectacular. Its flame is not high, but the smoke is extremely rich and heavy. The wind is slightly smaller and cannot be blown away. A large black smoke column is straight up and down.
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