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Ma Yinglong then reported: "There were eighteen injuries, most of them were caused by the rockets... If the thing is not done properly, it will run around, and some can fly to their own boats. Oh, why was it okay to fire the rockets last time?"

"The time to fight Jiangchuan City was a good wind. Yesterday we fought against the wind, so the difference is here." Mr. Zhao picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth and said, "In short, when the wind is strong in the future, you will be careful when it is strong. If you don't do it well, you will hurt yourself."

Zhao Shizhen suddenly thought of something, and stopped eating. He picked up his stack of manuscript paper and placed it on his knees to draw it intently.

The three of them knew that he had inspiration again, so they didn't bother him and continued to speak on their own.

"In terms of ammunition, each ship consumed too much last night, and used three times more shells than last time. Five supply ships were emptied, and the average ammunition reserves of each ship had only recovered to 70%. There were only less than a thousand rockets left." Ma Yinglong said with shame: "In addition, there are 32 guns and cannons that have been deformed, and it is estimated that they have to be rebuilt last night. You can imagine how harsh the cannon was."

"But if this is not the case, we won't be able to keep those two Western ships." Wang Rulong explained embarrassedly: "We will save some firecrackers in the future."

"Don't worry." Zhao Hao smiled and shook his head, "The next batch of supplies should have arrived at the base now."

"Ah, is that?!" The two of them cheered in surprise: "That's great! I'll send a supply ship back today!"

Mr. Zhao smiled and nodded. He had already deeply realized how wonderful it was to lean on the world's number one economy. Especially in wartime, the strong support was unimaginable to other countries.

It has been less than a year since he formulated the 15th Five-Year Plan last year, but the military manufacturing capabilities of Jiangnan Group have been improved to a considerable level.

In a top-secret report submitted to him by the strategic decision-making committee, he told him that the group could cast 100 bronze cannons every month and produce 5,000 kilograms of granular gunpowder... The goal that Mr. Zhao originally gave them was to end the 15th plan, and produce one ton of gunpowder and two hundred bronze cannons per year.

It has far exceeded his goal.

Because Mr. Zhao did not expect that the battle against Japan would come so quickly at that time, he naturally did not expect that he would face the Portuguese so early. In his plan, he should work hard to improve his internal strength during the 1950s and improve production standards and manufacturing processes, rather than blindly pursuing output.

Gunpowder has a shelf life, especially in Jiangnan, which may get damp in the summer. So Zhao Hao only set a very low quantity. If he can't go out to sea, will he rebel if he makes so many gunpowder and so many cannons be made?

But the plan cannot keep up with the changes, and since the opportunity has come, it must be seized. The Jiangnan Group, which temporarily moved to the wartime state, has a concentrated production capacity in the military industry, and the bursting energy is naturally amazing, and it cannot be judged as normal.

The Strategic Committee also reported that if necessary, it could double the output. Only Jiangnan, the treasure land, can have such great energy.

However, Zhao Hao deduced the scale of the war and told them that they only need to maintain the current output.

~~

After talking about his own situation, Ma Yinglong continued:

"In terms of the enemy, all three ships surrendered. Among them, the Duke of Goa was the most severely damaged. The deck was burned with black paint and the bow was leaked. They had to get their sailors back and forth to control them. As for the beauty of the East, because they did not greet them with rockets and the hull was low, the situation was much better and they were almost completely disfigured."

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's good that my beauty is fine."

"Young Master is so concerned about it, how dare you hurt it?" Ma Yinglong smiled and said with a slight smile: "I have washed it and tied it up now, just wait for you to come!"

"Really?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but be overjoyed, "I can go up now?"

"It's OK anytime!"

"Go together, it's interesting to go together!" Zhao Hao wished he could fly over with his wings.

"As for the order, let's study and study how charming this oriental beauty is, making the young master so charming!" Wang Rulong said in a muffled voice.

"Well, from the inside out, we will study it inch by inch." Ma Yinglong also smiled.

He heard a click outside the door, and the guard immediately went out to check it out and reported that it was Miss Qiaoqiao who accidentally beat the soup bowl.

"Isn't the person hurt?" Zhao Hao asked with concern.

"No, no..." Qiaoqiao's crying voice came from outside the door, gradually moving away.

"Are you so sad to throw a bowl?" Zhao Hao glanced at the guard. "Isn't you really hurt?"

"It's really not." The guard shook his head.

"That's good." Zhao Hao nodded and said to Ma Yinglong: "You keep going."

"There is another big Guang ship that fell behind and was unharmed." Ma Yinglong then reported: "And that ship was full of gold and silver, and it was stored on two Western ships, with a total of 120,000 taels of silver and 8,000 taels of gold."

"Hey, I'm making a lot of money now!" Wang Rulong was very happy. He won't lose money this time when he went out to fight, and his pressure disappeared.

"Well, it's not bad." Zhao Hao was also very happy. He knew that the Nanman trade was very profitable, but he didn't expect it to be so profitable. Of course, it was faster before robbing them, and he recovered the cost of the fleet in one hand. He said with great interest: "Let's go back to Jiangchuan City to see. Didn't the Tang people say that there were silver cellars under the castle? The Yujiu family smuggled with the owner of Wufeng ships back then, so they had to save tens of thousands of taels in it, right?"

"Okay." Wang Rulong nodded and wrote down.

Although the security area strictly prohibits officers and soldiers from hiding spoils privately - regardless of the number of violators, they will be expelled from the police and sentenced to lifelong labor.

However, according to the regulations, all seizures will be transferred to the public and then distributed by the group according to the "two-one-one" principle. The "distributeable profit" after deducting costs will be divided into four parts. Two parts belong to the group, one belongs to the security area, and the other is distributed as special bonuses to the soldiers participating in the war according to their merits and ranks... This work is also under the responsibility of the police committee members.

"There is a total of 103 enemies, and 788 were captured, including 134 red-haired people, 635 Kunlun slaves, 11 Japanese people and 8 Han people." Ma Yinglong then reported: "There are 123 wounded among the prisoners, including 28 seriously injured."

"Don't let them treat them well just because they were enemies." Mr. Zhao said with compassion: "To change their mindset, they are now valuable assets of the group."

"Yes." Ma Yinglong responded quickly. In fact, it's not necessary for Zhao Hao to say that he had already ordered the ship doctor to do his best to treat every captive. As long as you board the two sailing boats, you will admit that the shipbuilding and ship skills of the Flangjiren are better than those of the Ming Dynasty, so you will naturally understand how precious those skilled crew members are.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the coast guard fleet is iterating, it will fall on these prisoners.

~~

In that room, Qiaoqiao returned to the kitchen again in a daze.

Ma Xianglan was still showing her the stove... There was no way, the rules on the boat were to leave people when using fire.

"What's wrong?" Sister Ma asked, looking at her being more thrilled than yesterday.

"It's getting more and more distorted..." Qiao Qiao said in tears: "The young master was completely ruined by them. He actually wanted to ruin other girls together!"

"Ah?" Ma Xianglan's chin almost fell into the stove and asked hurriedly: "Are you talking about the oriental beauty?"

"Isn't she the other one? Can the young master remember it?" Qiaoqiao's eyes were gone, and she felt that she could not accept such a thing.

"Hehehe, what have you heard?" Ma Xianglan stopped keeping her from hiding, and smiled at her, "The Oriental Beauty is not human."

"Why are you like this..." Qiaoqiao bit her bloodless lips and said, "No matter whether she is from our Ming Dynasty or not, she is a miserable woman after all."

"The Oriental Beauty is a big sailing ship, a warship of the Flang Jimen." Ma Xianglan said laughing and crying: "Who do you say you are jealous of, and you are a ship's person... Oh no, the ship girl is jealous of."

"Really?" Qiao Qiao opened her mouth slightly, incredible. "Oriental Beauty... is she a boat?"

"No, look." Ma Xianglan took out a ship sketch from the folder beside her and handed it to her: "It's this black Western ship."

Qiao Qiao blinked in shock and saw that the blank space in the drawing was indeed written with five eye-catching words "Oriental Beauty".

After staying for a while, she ran out of the kitchen and compared the sketch in her hand to see the captured Garen ship. Although it had broken two masts, it was indeed a ship.

At this time, she saw Zhao Hao and his friends boarding a boat to Princess Dongfang, and now she completely understood what "up" means.

"This, this..." Qiaoqiao covered her hot little face and wanted to jump into the sea to cool off.

It's so disgraceful that he's actually jealous with a ship girl...

~~

Mr. Zhao finally boarded the Garen ship he was thinking about. As for the deck covered with illegal construction, he was too lazy to take a look.

Compared to the bloated middle-aged woman-like Governor of Goa, the biggest feature of this oriental beauty is her slimness. It canceled the forecastle and lowered the stern, almost shrinking it into the hull, greatly reducing the center of gravity of the ship.

Compared with the Ming Dynasty warships, its biggest feature is that the cabin is wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, which further lowers the center of gravity to withstand the volley of multi-layer artillery.

Standing on the upper deck, looking at various auxiliary riggings and listening to the prisoners explaining their uses, Wang Rulong couldn't help but secretly called luck. Fortunately, the young master was so surprised that he ordered the fleet to rush to Futianura, and with his absolute superior force, he blocked the two Western ships in the harbor.

Fukuta Ura is less than two miles wide, and the deep waterway suitable for Western ships is less than five hundred meters wide. This seriously limits the maneuver range of Western ships, making them passively beaten.

If both sides encounter it on the open ocean, the other party can only rely on the sails that have several times more on the ship and superb sailing skills to obtain faster and more flexible maneuverability.

I can't imagine what kind of results will be like that, waiting for my fleet.
Chapter completed!