Chapter 1019: 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 the colonial actions, in order to maintain their hegemony on Daedalus, 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 was put on the day again.
In 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 rule 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 felt a little uncomfortable.
There is a new industrial area of ​​the British Empire. After this battle, this industrial area has basically become ruins.
The fleet commander 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 over the city was completely wiped out by the magic bomb, the commander of the fleet ordered: "All the imperial fleet will take orders. The muzzle is aimed at Xinjinshan City, ready 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 began to spin.
"Hey!"
After a simple adjustment of the position, the turret was fixed, and the muzzle on the turret began to adjust the angle of "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 in New Jinshan City.
There were a large number of army casualties on the ground, and in the previous battles, there were heavy casualties, and a large number of imperial colonists were transformed into undead.
These are all aspects of imperial public opinion and are not allowed.
Looking at the former prosperous city in front of him, the commander of the Royal Fleet couldn't help but 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 dead of Britain are still dead in the opinion of the current public opinion.
The fleet commander solemnly ordered: "Fire!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"
The 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.
Every shell that falls in the city can explode a huge crater.
Some shells directly hit the high-rise buildings, and the buildings collapsed.
The collapsed building was directly pressed down, crushing the undead below.
The tiny naval guns on the destroyers also did their part for the bombing.
Although the damage they cause is not as terrifying as the battleship's main guns, it is enough to deal with the undead.
Of course, in this bombardment, the main force output was in addition to the battleship's main guns, as well as the rockets on battleships and destroyers.
For Britain, in the face of the Daedalus natives with extremely low military value, the use of missiles was a waste, so rockets became the standard equipment of the steam warships built later.
The exquisitely crafted aristocratic demeanor of the Royal Fleet has really changed to Lucia's rough and tough style.
The sky full of rockets, in the evening sky, carries a majestic song.
"Katyusha stands on the steep shore, singing like a bright spring ♪"
It turned into a spark and flew directly towards Xinjinshan City.
The sky gradually dimmed. Due to the eyesight of the undead, the entire undead city did not 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 incomparable fear in his heart.
This kind of 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 to enjoy such survival rights?
However, the artillery shells will not take care of Burren's feelings, under the undead army of Western aid, the large number of 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 was dumbfounded, he died?
No, he was already dead, he was an undead, a zombie with no rotting body.
But I don't know if I was deceived, or I was really unlucky.
Obviously squatting under the debris next to the crater, he was hit by the second shelling.
The said crater will not be shot again?
Half of Burren's body was rolling in the sky, spinning, looking at his greasy intestine belly floating out of his body, and watching the lower body in the crater below where there was no scum, Burren was completely desperate. .
"Patter!"
After Burren's body was washed into the sky, he spun around for a while, and finally hung on a street lamp that had already flown.
As if this stack of street lamps were possessed by the of luck, no matter how bombed Xinjinshan City, this station street lamp did not fall in the bombing except for being shaken twice by the shock wave.
And Burren just hung on it, staring blankly at the entire bombarded city.
From day to dusk, from dusk to night.
I don't know how long it took, and there was again a dense group of machines in the sky.
Boren, an undead with great strength at night, 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 joy. .
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 had long been dyed red by these flames. He stared at the rain of fire falling down from the sky, grinning softly: "Is it flame? It seems that there is no chance of getting into the soil.
The original plan to keep a whole body and to 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, and even the lower body is blown up. "
"Whirring whirring……"
The flames all over the sky drifted down, and some flames fell directly on Burren's body, and began to burn "sizzlingly".
The scorching smell, even now, Burren smelled it, and he wouldn'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 was burning, and Burren’s eye sockets gradually rolled out tears with the muddy substance in his body, and followed his pale and cheeks, which were burned out of oil, and ran down. Come.
The city full of flames has already lit up the dark sky.
Looking up at the sky, the clouds seemed to be burning, red and black.
Looking down at the street again, the undead were burned to the ground and lost their ability to move.
And those British comrades who were still well maintained, although they could not feel the pain caused by the flame on their bodies, they still slapped the fire on their bodies and shouted for help.
They believe that 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 point of inhumanity, Burren felt that perhaps it was a relief to let the flames close to him.
I don't know how long it has passed. Gradually, except for the burning of flames, the city seems to have no sound that can be made by other movable objects.
And Burren's consciousness gradually faded in the burning.
He is tired, he wants to sleep.
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