Different World Development Manual Chapter 201: Fire
Because the Britons still did not find oil on Daedalus, the technology tree that caused the Britons to walk was also the modern steam technology tree.
Burning coal became an important way for the British Empire to obtain energy.
In order to cope with colonial actions, in order to maintain their hegemony on the Daedalus continent, in order to maintain the transportation of manpower and material resources.
One year after the crossing was confirmed, the British Empire began to gradually resume the production of steam technology.
The battleship plan has been put on the day again.
For more than 9 years, the British Empire has built a huge steam battleship fleet.
Although the undead controlled the British Sea before and caused heavy losses to this huge fleet, even so, the amount blessed by the Royal British Navy is still huge.
After Xianglin, the sea princess, joined the Daedalus united front, the control of the British Sea returned to the Daedalus coalition.
Several battleships and a huge fleet of dozens of steam destroyers stopped directly outside the bay of New Jinshan City.
The fleet commander looked at the new Jinshan City that had just been bombed by the Royal Air Force and was burning in the fire, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
There is a new industrial area of the British Empire. After the battle, this industrial area has basically become ruins.
The commander of the fleet gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely: "Damn undead, **** undead, if it weren't for you, we would definitely not be like this."
After the ghost army above the city was completely wiped out by the magic bomb, the commander of the fleet ordered: "All the imperial fleet will take orders, aim at Xinjinshan City, prepare to fire!"
A harsh alarm sounded in the cabin of the battleship, the sailors were all in their positions, and the huge triple-mounted turret on the deck spun around.
"Hey!"
After a simple adjustment of the position, the turret was fixed, and the muzzle on the turret began to adjust its angle "whooping".
After a while, all the ballistics were calibrated with the help of modern fire control.
The pressure of the cabinet and the public opinion of the empire forced the Royal Navy to launch a thunderous operation against the undead entrenched in New Jinshan City.
There were a large number of army casualties on the ground. In the previous battles, there were heavy casualties, and a large number of imperial colonists were transformed into undead.
These are the public opinion of the empire and are not allowed.
Looking at the former prosperous city in front of him, the commander of the Royal Fleet couldn't help shook his head. There is no such thing as the former prosperous now. There is a dead silence inside, full of dead souls.
Even the undead of Britain, in the opinion of the current public opinion, they are still undead.
The fleet commander solemnly ordered: "Fire!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Battleships and destroyers immediately launched a fire attack on New Jinshan City.
The huge muzzle on the battleship, every gunshot, every roar, seemed to shatter the hearts of the enemy, even if they were undead.
Each shell that falls in a city can explode a huge crater.
Some shells hit the high-rise buildings directly, and the buildings collapsed.
The collapsed building was directly pressed down, crushing the undead below to death.
The tiny naval guns on the destroyers also did their part for bombing.
Although the damage they cause is not as terrifying as the battleship’s main guns, they are sufficient to deal with the undead.
Of course, in this bombardment, in addition to the main guns of the battleships, there were also rockets on the battleships and destroyers.
For Britain, in the face of the Daedalus natives with extremely low force values, the use of missiles is a waste of truth, so rockets have become the standard equipment of the steam warships built later.
The exquisitely crafted aristocratic style of the Royal Fleet has really changed to Lucia's rough and durable style.
The sky full of rockets, in this evening sky, carries a majestic song.
"Katyusha is standing on the steep bank, singing like a bright spring?"
It turned into a spark and flew directly towards Xinjinshan City.
The sky gradually dimmed. Because of the eyesight of the undead, the entire undead city didn't need any light source.
Burren dragged his broken body, squatting under a piece of ruin that was still intact, feeling the trembling of the earth, and even more fear in his heart.
Such shelling, the empire did not even consider the survival of the British undead like them.
What about human rights? Isn't this what the empire has always advertised before?
Am I becoming an undead, so I don’t deserve this kind of survival right?
However, the artillery shells will not take care of Burren’s feelings, under the undead army of Western aid, the massive casualties that have been exposed, and the colonial area of the New World that has not been restored for a long time.
The people of the empire also abandoned these guys, and they even regarded these British dead as enemies.
"Boom!"
A rocket fell directly under the debris that was hooked up on Burren's side, and half of Burren's body was blown into the sky on the spot.
Burren is dumbfounded, he is dead?
No, I was already dead, I was an undead, a zombie with no rotting body.
But I don’t know if I was deceived, or if I was too unlucky.
Clearly squatting under the debris beside the crater, he was hit by the second shelling.
The crater said, won’t it be shot again?
Berren’s half body was rolling in the sky, spinning, watching his greasy intestine belly floating out of his body, and watching the lower body in the crater below that there was no scum, Burren Completely desperate.
"Pattern!"
After half of Burren's body was rushed into the sky, he spun around for a while, and finally hung on a street lamp that had already flown.
It seems that this stack of street lamps was possessed by the **** of luck. No matter how bombed Xinjinshan City, the street lamps at this station did not fall in the bombing except for being shaken twice by the shock wave.
And Burren just hangs on it, staring blankly at the whole bombarded city.
From daytime to dusk, from dusk to night.
I don't know how long it took, and there was a dense group of machines in the sky again.
The undead with great strength at night, Buren, numbly looked at the black spots in the sky, hoping that they could surrender an aerial bomb and be accurately hit on him, ending his life of being neither human nor ghost, and giving himself The same happy.
However, what the fleet brought this time was not an aerial bomb, but a spark in the sky, slowly falling from the sky.
Burren’s chaotic eyes have long been dyed red by these flames. He stared at the rain of fire falling down from the sky, grinning softly: "Is it the flame? It seems that there is not even a chance to get into the soil. Up.
The original plan to keep a whole body and be mourned by relatives and friends at the funeral would probably have failed.
Oh no, in fact, I can no longer keep the whole body, even the lower body is blown up. "
"Huhuhuhu..."
The flames in the sky drifted down, and some flames fell directly on Burren's body, and they started to burn.
The scorching smell, even now, Burren smells it, and he doesn't feel too disgusted.
As an undead, he has no reaction to this stimulating taste.
As the flame burned on the body, the body made the sound of "sizzling" and being burned out of oil and water.
The whole New Jinshan City is burning, and in Burren’s eye sockets, tears with the turbidity in his body gradually rolled out, following the pale and **** cheeks that were burned out~ IndoMTL.com~ the stream hits.
The city full of flames has already lit up the dark sky.
Looking up at the sky, the clouds seemed to be burning, red, black, red and black.
Looking down at the street again, the undead were burned to the ground and lost their ability to move.
The British comrades who are still well maintained, although they can't feel the pain caused by the flame on their bodies, they still slap the fire on their bodies and call for help.
They think they still have a chance to survive.
The corners of Burren’s mouth raised, looking at the struggling British undead who were burned to the ground, Burren felt that it would be a relief to let the flames close to him and swallow them.
I don't know how long it has passed. Gradually, apart from the burning of flames, the city seems to have lost the sound that other movable objects can make.
And Burren's consciousness gradually faded in the burning.
He is tired, he wants to sleep.