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Fortunately, the first officer responded quickly as always. She immediately promoted the type of car and asked the two steam engines and two cars to retreat at a slight speed. Only the necessary boiler pressure was reserved for unnecessary use.Thanks to this order, the Engineering Department finally got a respite and can seize the time to rescue the wounded.Burns on coal piles are terrible. The dirt on the bright red singe must be washed off immediately, otherwise the injured will be infected in large areas and will not survive the hospital onshore.

There must have been casualties in the sailing line, deck warhead, and gun department.Suo Zhongwu remembered that when the warship was falling fast, more than one figure flew out of the bulwark; when the cable was raging near the foremast, it seemed that someone was interrupted by the waist.They will be recorded as "missing", a euphemism for no bones left, the comrades on the ship, even unable to hold a funeral for them...

If you look for these tragedies on the ship one by one, don't even want to stop in the early morning of the next day.Suo Zhongwu and the crew of the "Mingwei Xianxin" only mourned for a few minutes before being forced to return to their posts.Although the storm has not stopped and the sea is still white, the sailors of all departments have to leave their hiding places and get busy on the upper deck, masts, splints, and gun carriages.

The broken cable must be connected.The hard sails that have been blown off must also be replaced with new ones; the upturned planks need to be re-nailed with a hammer, and the crooked cannons must be reset in the same way as the chants of the artillery group; the drenched observers, Shaking and holding on to the iron ring guardrail, they began to look at the sea palely. They had to find the movements of other ships in the cracks between dark clouds, lightning and waves, and at the same time, they had to ensure that they would not fall down.Holding the salary of a sailor, doing the work of an acrobat master.

What is gratifying is that what the masters shouted from the mast is exciting and good news: all the other thirteen warships survived, including the smallest rocket siege ship "Prison Gate".Although several battleships were in poor condition and had their secondary masts crooked or dumped, all 13 battleships survived!

"Guangde Hongyi" came with a semaphore, indicating that the army was "no loss" by ship, and the airship and balloons on the ship were also "no loss". The subsequent landing operations can be guaranteed; the first-class battleship "War Drum Dongfeng" , Through the use of semaphores and light signals to release information many times, began to gather ships one nautical mile away, trying to restore the formation...

No warship hung the "own ship seriously injured" signal flag, and no warship returned without authorization.Although the fleet was blown apart, there were no ships left behind, and they were all actively moving closer to the flagship.Suo Zhongwu listened to the good news from the top of his head, and he warmed up as if he was drinking a strong drink. He wondered whether he should also get a tin horn and go to the lower deck to broadcast——

"Make up your appearance!" Suo Kui suddenly appeared behind him, and patted Suo Zhongwu's shoulder hard.He was also drenched from head to toe, and his face was completely bloodless. As soon as he walked with his shoes, he squirted water, but he didn't want to stop."I'm going to give a speech right away!" Boss Kui used his fingers to comb through the stubborn hair, while the invigilator said fiercely at his nephew:

"Hurry up and tidy up your army! Who will show it to me like a chicken!?"

If you really want to talk about it, half of the people on this ship are drunk chickens, and the captain who has just stepped up from the artillery deck is like a fished out of a pot.But Lao Kui didn't care about this, he really took the "Lord of Fubo" seriously, at this time he was still the first image.I saw this guy open the safe under the chart table, first forced Suo Zhongwu to change into a navy outfit, then took out his own dress, and started blowing the cold wind to change the whole outfit.

Suo Zhongwu was forced to stand on the top of the bridge to cover his uncle who wanted to live or die.However, there is a saying that Suokui's new military uniform is indeed beautiful, and all the added decorations are of great value: the sea otter skin is oily and watery, and the six breasted buttons are as brilliant as molten gold. The leather boots are finely polished with egg white and charcoal powder. , Bright enough to illuminate people.In order to match the clothes, Lao Kui even poured himself a high level of wine, just forging a ruddy face.

Although Suo Zhongwu had no respect for him a long time ago, he still had to admire his eighth uncle's cheeky.As for the navy officers and soldiers, it is far from admirable to describe.When Suo Kui appeared in the open-air command post with a smile, the sailors on the deck did not hesitate, and cheers broke out on the spot. Someone simply knelt to the ground, opened his arms and wept with joy.

"Lord of Fubo" was very satisfied with this. First, he waved his hand slowly like a leader, and then forcibly pulled the captain and first officer to his side, and accepted the applause with them."Children! Victory belongs to you!" He skillfully mobilized the emotions of the audience, making the atmosphere enthusiastic:

"You have defeated the sea! You have defeated nature! No one can stop the navy, we are number one in the world!"

.......

Suo Zhongwu narrowed his eyes so that there was only a small slit. If it weren't for the half-boat watching, he even wanted to plug his ears.He listened a lot at the wine table like this kind of commercial flattery; what's more, to him, the eighth uncle is not a god, he loves to make trouble.He just wanted to finish the speech, and then hurriedly went to the bow building to help start the party, and had a hot meal—

On the far port side, a shadow seemed to flash past.Suo Zhongwu opened his eyes suddenly and looked at that direction vigilantly.The rain clouds have dispersed for most of the time, the sky has become a lot brighter, and the visibility is much better than before. He is sure that he has not read it wrong, and that something is really wrong there./It is opposite to the direction of the waves.Why didn't the Observation and Communications Department respond?/

At this time, Suo Kui was talking about the celebration after the victory, from the fireworks show all the way to taking pictures.He promised that all expenses would be settled by the closed pile library, which was regarded as his personal treat, "No cheap wet version. No! Only silver version photography can be matched with a great victory, the unique silver version of the negatives! All crew members must participate, right here On the deck where we were fighting just now—"

Above the head, the lookout whistle blew the copper whistle sternly.After a while, Chaluo (Conch) also rang lowly.Lao Kui clenched his fists, his brows were horribly twisted into a lump, and the whole figure seemed to explode in place. However, no one cared about his emotions anymore.

/coming./

Suo Zhongwu's lips squirmed, and there was a sudden urge to laugh.victory?Getting out of the storm is indeed a small victory.But the problem is that the enemy of the fleet is far more than storm waves.

One, two, three, four...More and more water jets rushed out of the ocean, surrounding the Zhenyang Army naval fleet.The cloud wall broke, and the sun shone through the mist, reflecting a beautiful rainbow of colors, but under the beautiful scenery, there were a group of ugly sea monsters.