Chapter 726 Destroy Hiroshima (Second update, please subscribe)
Hiroshima Garrison Camp is a large Western-style barracks. Although it was built only a few years ago, in another world, from the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 to the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Fifth Division and other Japanese troops stationed here stepped on the iron boots again and again, invading China from here and committing heinous crimes on Chinese land.
Although in this world, the Hiroshima Town Group has sunk into the cold sea under the bombardment of the British Royal Navy, it has now become the camp of the "Martyr Army". This rebel army composed of former samurai began to gather strength and conduct military training after occupying Hiroshima.
Today is New Year's Eve.
The military camp, which was usually full of training, seemed very lively. Even the warriors needed to celebrate the New Year. Just as they were pasting up spring couplets according to tradition, they heard a strange noise coming from the air. The sound was shocking, like the whistle of a train passing through the air, sharp and piercing.
"What's that noise?"
The people in the military camp who were busy all looked up at the sky. They didn't know what made the sound. After all, the sound sounded a bit strange, and it was a sound they had never heard before.
That was the sound made by the friction between the 305mm shells and the air as they flew through the air. The sound was sharp and piercing. When the oppressive sound came from far away and came closer, people realized that something ominous was going to happen.
Suddenly, as soldiers, they seemed to understand that the sound was the sound of artillery fire.
"Bombard!"
At this moment, "BOOM", "BOOM", "BOOM"... eight loud noises sounded in succession in the Honshiki military camp of Hiroshima Garrison. At the moment when the artillery shells weighing more than 400 kilograms fell, the military camp seemed to have an earthquake. As the earth shook violently, it was as if eight volcanoes erupted at the same time!
Eight 305mm shells landed in the camp, pausing for a moment before smashing through the roofs, and then suddenly there was a violent explosion, tearing the seemingly solid brick and stone barracks into pieces as if they were made of paper, with shrapnel and bricks flying everywhere. The shells that landed on the training ground sank directly into the ground several meters deep, and in the violent explosion, turned the ground and the buildings on the ground upside down.
The black smoke column shot straight up to the sky like a volcanic eruption!
In the high clouds, shrapnel flew in all directions and thick smoke enveloped everything. The Japanese in the center of the explosion disappeared directly. They were either evaporated into air or torn into pieces by the shock wave, turning into countless pieces of meat. The flying shrapnel and countless bricks and stones whistled in the air, reaping lives nearby.
At the moment when eight huge bombs fell, in the devastating explosion, the Hiroshima Garrison Camp was completely transformed into a slaughterhouse. Within a hundred meters from the center of the explosion, there was blood and flesh flying everywhere. In the loud noise, people and objects were destroyed.
The destructive force was displayed in front of people in the most direct and naked way. Even those lucky ones were knocked down by the violent explosion in the distance. The ears of the survivors were buzzing, and they lost the ability to understand and react.
What exactly happened?
Was it an arms depot explosion?
Kurata, who was dizzy, thought confusedly that when he opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness. The smoke had blocked everything between heaven and earth, and even the sunlight could not penetrate the thick smoke.
The only sound left in his ears was tinnitus. Amid the roaring tinnitus, Kurata wanted to stand up, but he felt that he had no strength left in his body. Around him, the injured people were crying, and some were walking around in the smoke in a daze, as if they were looking for something.
Maybe he was looking for the souls that were blown apart.
At this moment, accompanied by a sharp whistle, shells fell again. This time, they were the cruiser's 254mm shells and 150mm and 120mm secondary gun shells. Although their power was not as great as that of the 305mm main guns, the power of these heavy shells was also extremely amazing.
Compared with the 305mm main guns, although their movements are not as devastating, they have the advantage of being numerous.
However, within just a few minutes, hundreds of shells of various calibers fell into the military camp, row after row of shells whizzed in, accurately landing in the military camp, and falling into the pile of officers and soldiers of the so-called "martyr army". In the violent explosion, under the rising smoke, it was a bloody storm, countless flesh and blood were flying in the air, and the broken meat flew into the air, and the spilled blood fell like rain.
Faced with such nearly devastating artillery fire, those martyred soldiers who had once been arrogant and wanted to restore Japan's traditions now actually achieved their goal - they really died for their country.
Those who failed to achieve their goals were in chaos. They ran around desperately, trying to escape from this hell of iron and fire. However, in this destructive force, these samurai had lost their judgment due to the violent explosion. They were like a group of headless flies, running around in the barracks and the rice fields outside the barracks. However, the shells falling from the sky seemed to have eyes, constantly falling and constantly blasting out huge columns of smoke. Every time, when the 305mm shells fell, in the devastating explosion, there would always be hundreds of Japanese who were swallowed up by the smoke in an instant, turning into dust or minced meat. Only a few lucky ones could retain slightly larger body fragments.
Of course, some were lucky enough to survive, but amid the deafening explosion, they all stood there as if they had lost their souls.
The next moment, they died again in the violent explosion.
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The rumbling sound of artillery echoed in the air. The fleet was already shrouded in smoke. The fleet lined up in a row and kept throwing shells at Hiroshima. This was no longer an artillery bombardment, but a display of strength.
This was a thunderbolt on the Chinese New Year of 1875!
What kind of impact this thunder will have on this land is no longer a question that Shen Yaozu needs to think about. Standing on the bridge of the "Nanhua", at this moment, he is calm.
As the fleet commander, he just quietly enjoyed the bombardment!
At this moment, he finally understood why everyone was always so proud when talking about bombarding other countries.
This kind of pride comes from the heart. Why do the strong like to bully the weak?
It is human nature to bully the weak!
This is where the cool feeling lies.
It's so unpleasant when the two sides are evenly matched. It's so nice now when I'm the only one beating others and no one is beating me...
Once again, the roar of the twelve-inch naval gun echoed in the air. Listening to the shocking sound of the gun, Shen Yaozu smiled. This kind of power is unique to the navy, and only such power can make people learn to be in awe.
Awe!
Shen Yaozu turned his gaze towards Hiroshima City. Now the people in this city should learn to be in awe!
"Okay, it's time to send a message to Yingtian!"
Oh, by the way, he hasn’t sent the message yet!
A general is not subject to orders from his troops abroad. Although both the Nanhua and Zhenyuan had radio stations, he had not contacted the country because of the urgency of the matter.
(End of this chapter)
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