"How many more shots?"

Benson was a little moved, but once he considered the four times the loss, he hesitated: The cost of this shot is too high, I have to think carefully, maybe wait a little longer, and then he will collapse on his own?

"To praise your courage, to consolidate the wonderful partnership between us..."

The cunning Firimante immediately saw Benson's hesitation and said quickly: "For the next shells, I will only charge you 2.5 times the loss of each cannon. What do you think? This is a 60% discount! I have gritted my teeth and invested a lot of money in this discount, and you will never encounter it again in the future!"

Next, let’s put in the money you’re a turtle grandma! You are doing a business without money, can you make money in nothing?

Benson cursed in his heart, but he was really moved: he was paralyzed. Anyway, four guns were fired in front, so it didn't matter if he fired a few more guns. As long as he could get the Earl of North Sea as soon as possible, it would be worth it to leave this place of right and wrong!

After multiple considerations, Benson finally nodded heavily: "Okay, then let's drive another five... Well, four guns! This time, I'll pick the place closest to the four battleships of the Earl of North Sea to drive. I want that Earl to truly experience the terrifying feeling of life and death! By the way, I still want to emphasize one thing, don't really hit the merchant ship next to you, General Ferrymant, can you do it?"

Long Hao's four warships were parked inside the harbor, and there were more merchant ships around. Now Benson requested to directly intimidate Long Hao, which undoubtedly increased the requirements for artillery attacks.

"No problem, I assure you with my badge that our British empire sailors have always been miracle creators!"

As long as there are guns, Ferrymant doesn't even slap his chest to endorse: "I've seen it. There are still many blank waters there, I promise. There will definitely be no accidental injuries... By the way, Little Benson, why not fire six guns? How about adding up with the four guns in the front?"

"I don't have that much money. Four cannons are just four cannons, and eight cannons are also very auspicious!"

"Okay. Actually, I personally think it's good to fire five guns, so let's get together..."

"Get out, thick!"

The order for the second shelling has been issued. This time, the battleship Gogol was also personally "dressed in battle". Feilimant ran out of the captain's room and personally directed the British sailors to debug the barrel and correct the base. In this shelling, the Gogol took on the arduous task of two cannons.

Benson's fleet was preparing for the second launch, and of course the actions on their ships were transmitted to the harbor dock without missing a single point. As a result, the merchants were panicked again: Look, look, there is a good use for the first-level combat readiness order. If you don't hand over the Earl of the North Sea, the madman fleet will be bombarded again! This time, will the shells fall into the sea so lucky? Will they really not hit our merchant ship?

"Are you going to bombard me?"

Long Hao was also very impressed by Benson's persistence. He had already walked off the Town Stone and stood in a relatively safe place on the shore with old Mayor Stevenson and others. The poor Captain Krim was taken aside.

Seeing Long Hao appear, Krim, whose hands were tied up, couldn't help but shout: "Earl Beihai, see it. This is the power of our fleet's artillery. Are you scared? Let go of me quickly. Come with me to our army's ship for trial, and you will have a glimmer of life!"

Long Hao glanced at Krim with disdain and smiled, "Captain, you still have the mood to worry about me. Don't you know? Will this shelling bring you this fleet of unknown origins? "

"trouble?"

Krim was stunned, but then shook his head and laughed wildly: "Are you scared? Why are we going to have trouble? Under the power of giant ships and cannons, you will have trouble if you have trouble! Look, the long gun barrel was lifted up again, with a bang, the shells flew over, and all the people here were finished, haha, all of them are finished! Battleships are invincible, long live the battleships..."

This man is crazy.

Long Hao frowned and sneered in his heart. He threw a telegram from his hand and threw it in front of the crazy Krim: "Let's read it for a while, Captain Krim! This is an hour ago statement issued by the White House. Your Captain Benson has been removed from all his naval positions, and this fleet that bombarded our San Francisco Harbour is not recognized by the US government... In addition, the President personally ordered you to retreat unconditionally within 24 hours, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Long Hao's words hit Krim's heart like an iron nail. Similarly, this sentence was also said by Long Hao to the maritime merchants next to him. After hearing this, these maritime merchants, who were originally anxious and indignant, showed surprise smiles on their faces.

Krim picked up the paper telegram in a daze, read it quickly, and then shouted in disbelief: "Love, this is a lie, a huge lie! This telegram must have been forged by you, right, Earl of North Sea, you are so despicable that you dare to forge the White House's speech! You answer me, how could the White House know so quickly what happened last night? Ah, can you... those reporters, those machines, god-killing, damn it!"

The slow Captain Krim didn't wake up until now, and understood the reason why Long Hao arranged so many reporters last night.

Due to his vision, he could not have thought that those telegrams could send the matters of the large warehouse to the White House overnight, and the White House's efficiency would be so high that he even imposed a punishment on his fleet this morning!!

Ignoring Krim's collapsed appearance, the impatient maritime merchants next to him took the message over, and looked at it with a few heads together, all of whom were relieved: "Huh, the president is speaking, haha, the crisis in San Francisco is about to be lifted, and our merchant ships are going to be saved!"

"Don't be too happy too early!"

Long Hao poured cold water on these happy maritime merchants: "This is just a statement from the White House. It is hard to say whether the fleet opposite is known or not. Moreover, even if you know, it is hard to say whether they will abide by it... Look, the gun barrels on their ships have been raised again. Look, no accident, the second intimidation bombardment is about to come!"

Following the direction of Long Hao's finger, a scorching fireball burst out from the largest iron armored battleship, and the flagship Gogol, the main gun was fired!

This time the shelling was even more fierce because the opponent's target was closer to the waters of the harbor. When the shells fell, the sea water exploded, blasting towards the closest ships like broken glass.

"Earl, that's your warship, right?" An sea merchant exclaimed.

"Wrong, this is the battleship of Viscount Savi in ​​Spain, and it is just my management."

Long Hao turned around and saw the Zhenshi and three modified training ships swaying in the water, his expression remained unchanged: "The Spanish flag is hung above it. Everyone should see clearly. If the next shell falls on it, you can testify for me. This war was first carried out by the American gunboats!"

The Dragon Scale Navy on the four battleships had all evacuated, and the four empty ships also had the confidence to face Benson's "intimidation" shelling.

After the Gogol fired, Pushkin and Dardban also activated their respective main guns. "Boom" and "Boom". The deafening gun sounds once again came to the Commercial Harbor. At this moment, there were not many people on the dock, but even so, it still gave the bystanders a feeling of suffocation and being breathless.

This time the shelling seemed to be even more powerful than last time!

This is inevitable. The Gogol and Pushkin are a pair of 8,300-ton first-class battleships, and the main gun on them is a two-seat double-mounted 14-inch gun barrel. When they are fired together, the momentum will be greater and the cost will be more expensive!

The two shells of Pushkin and Dardban fell into the waters near Zhenshi again, causing greater waves and stronger impact. Many merchant ships with smaller tonnage were creaking by the waves. It is conceivable how lethal these two shells would be directly hit by solid targets.

Seeing this, Long Hao couldn't help but secretly glad: Fortunately, when I left Zhenshi, I ordered Qianlong-1 to drive away, and the dragon boat left with me. I was not staying under Zhenshi, otherwise they would be affected by these shells.

Three consecutive main gun shells landed in the blank waters of the near-shore harbor, and with the four shells that were shot for the first time, Benson's fleet has so far shots in blank spaces without ships. How could this not make smart people think a lot?

"I've seen it! Just like what the count said, this is a threat! It's a shameless threat!"

A sea merchant who participated in the shipwreck salvage plan shouted as if he had discovered a new continent: "The navy on the opposite side dared not bombard our ships, nor did he dare to hit the shells on the shore! Look, seven consecutive shots were all shot in the sea. If it was such a sense of accuracy, those gunners could jump into the sea!"

"Yes, you are right to observe, the count's eyes are wise. This fleet is really just intimidating us... As long as we persist, when the president's order is passed to them, they will have to retreat in shame!" Another sea merchant clenched his fists and agreed.

"Hmph, these grandchildren are still worried..."

"Bang"!

"Boom and hesitate"!!

However, before the maritime merchant finished speaking, the Gogol flashed again, and a main gun vibrated violently and fired! This time, the shell did not fall into the blank waters, but... fell on a merchant ship parked next to the Zhenshi!

What armor can be found on the merchant ship?

In game terms, it is a logistics unit with a defense close to zero!

So, when the shell hit the merchant ship sturdyly, a huge fire immediately broke out!

The cracked iron bars, flying parts, and fired goods seemed to be swept by the strong wind, splashing everywhere!

When the biggest impact of the explosion passed, the poor merchant ship seemed to be smashed by a giant with his hand. The bow of the ship was crushed and it sank down... The blue sea water poured into the hull from the unseen hole. As soon as the merchant ship was about to sink in the surging fire!

The incident happened so suddenly that the witnesses were shocked and collectively lost their voices. Their mouths were like a big goose egg, which could not be closed at all. They just watched a merchant ship become the first victim of this bombardment.

There was no way, this gun was shot too accurately, and the hull was cut off by one fifth, and its sinking was an inevitable ending.

"Woooo, my ship... Saya Imperial Capital, I shipped porcelain from China..."

Among a group of sea merchants who were still shocked, a fat man with yellow skin suddenly knelt on his heart, wailing and venting his breath, as if he would faint at any time.

Needless to say, he was the unlucky owner of the unlucky merchant ship. No one expected that Benson's shells would really hit the solid target this time, and with one blow, he directly killed a living merchant ship!

At 12:18 on May 24, 1892, at this time with auspicious colors, the shells of the Benson fleet finally hit the target, and a merchant ship from Dutch Indonesia was hit incredibly sadly. With one blow, the entire ship sank.

This gun also made the Benson fleet's bombardment of San Francisco a certain fact, and completely forced the navy colonel to the road of no return.

Historians say that this gun broke the peaceful west coast and the peace in the western United States. This gun was like bombing a Pandora's box and releasing many terrible things...

The initiator Benson had no time to evaluate the historical impact of this shot at this moment. He also opened his mouth wide and his eyes were bulging, as if he had seen something incredible.

What? Hit the target?

Why...what happened?

Didn’t you agree not to hit the merchant ship next to you?

Oh my God, what did I see just now?

Wasn't the explosion a merchant ship?

"Filimante, what's your bastard?"

After awakening, Benson rushed out of the captain's room in anger. He wanted to question Ferrymant: Didn't you blow the British sailor's artillery skills into the sky? What's going on with this gun? I promised to shoot outside, why did you win the bid in one shot?

Wow. You guys are so happy to ejaculate. When this matter is over, you will be able to leave. But I, Benson, cannot bear the terrible consequences of this winning bid!

Is this considered a "takeover warrior" and "Xi's father"?

Filimante, is the badge you used to swear by is made of chocolate?

Behind the main gun mount, which was still emitting heat, Benson ignored Ferrimant's noble identity. He angrily pointed at the British Admiral's nose with his fingers: "Ferrimant, you want to give me an explanation, why did he hit a merchant ship? Why, you bastard, do you know that this will kill me?"

Ferrymant pushed away the British sailor who rushed up to protect himself and said apologetically: "Oh, I'm so sorry. It was my temporary mistake that I made a little bit off the cannon distance! Oh, who made too many merchant ships parked in that water? This accidental injury is inevitable! Oh, archers have precedents for shooting off-targets, let alone artillery on battleships? People make mistakes and horses make hoofs. This is understandable, Little Benson, right?"

Benson shivered with anger and said angrily: "I don't care about that much, Ferrymante, what about your promise? Do you British fart when you speak? Madd, or garlic farts, I grass!"

Benson scolded him badly. The British sailors drew out their guns with anger. Benson's guards were not showing any weakness. They drew out pistols, loaded bullets, and confronted them... and were about to break out!

"Who are you scolding? American country bumpkin!"

"You are scolding you, how did you shoot? When you can't shoot, you can pee in the mirror when you can't shoot, you can learn from your mother, idiot British guy!"

...

Fortunately, the fire did not happen. Feilimante seemed to know the fault and was first convinced. He sighed and waved his hand to repel his subordinates: "It's already like this, no one wants it, little... Well, Colonel Benson, why would I suffer a little loss in this shot and only charge you a shell cost?"

I'll just go, it's all like this. You old man still have the attitude to collect money!?

Benson was still angry. At this time, he really wanted to eat a pack of dried sweet potatoes and garlic, and then use a series of garlic farts to spray Ferrymant with his face: You British guy, I can hear that you did it on purpose! You hit that merchant ship on purpose, you wanted to force me to the dead end to a complete war with San Francisco!

Once the war begins in full swing, will he, Feilimante, be able to fire more guns and collect more losses?

Black heart, really black heart!

Even though he was angry, he could figure it out, but he could figure it out. Colonel Benson really couldn't turn against Ferrymante now, and the six battleships had to rely on this old man... So, he had to endure the anger and swallow the imagined chain of farts into his stomach.

Benson tried his best to calm down and said, "Ferimante, you know the best of what you did. Now I don't count on you. Give me an idea. I just need to capture the Earl of North Sea as soon as possible!"

Feilimante smiled and said, "That's very simple. If you ask me to fire a few more shots, I will keep the broken warships of the Earl of North Sea. If this happens, will he still surrender if he loses his support?"

If you lose the warship, you will surrender?!

Oh, of course Benson could not agree to such a suggestion that only a brain-dead person would accept. He snorted coldly and ordered all the British sailors on the six battleships to roll off the cannon. He vowed not to let these British sailors touch the cannon again. With Ferrymant's personality, he would be afraid that he could really blow San Francisco all over!

In that case, I will have no room for revolt in the navy.

An accidental injury can be explained. If you really tear your face and bombard it, Benson will have to hide in Africa for the rest of his life...

Since the matter of bombardment and sinking a merchant ship was done, Benson, who had calmed down, would not miss this opportunity. After he rectified these disobedient British sailors, he once again uttered the flag at the San Francisco Harbour: "This bombardment is the last warning. If you are stubborn and refuse to hand over the Earl of North Sea, the next time will be a comprehensive bombardment. All ships anchored in the harbor will be bombarded indiscriminately!" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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