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Chapter 73

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During World War II, anti-aircraft artillery shells were stored in a box similar to a rifle magazine. Each box had eight shells, and after they were emptied, the box would be pulled out and replaced with a new one.

This kind of outdated control system could no longer be seen in modern times. It was very popular at the time.

When Blake gave the order, the NY marines had no choice but to follow his orders. Four of them controlled the anti-aircraft cannon, two were in charge of firing, one was in charge of loading the cannonballs, and the other was in charge of collecting the empty cannonball boxes.

Due to the rapid firing rate of the anti-aircraft artillery, the NY soldiers were sweating profusely. Fortunately, there were many people in the submarine, so the task of transporting the shells was handed over to the others. They pulled out the empty boxes and loaded the steel ball shells according to Blake's orders.

Steel ball shells were invented during World War II to intercept aircraft. The principle of its action was to explode and scatter steel balls after reaching a certain height. These steel balls would scatter in the sky like the bullets shot by a shotgun. Due to the large range of dispersion, they could cause damage to aircraft. It was easy to imagine how much damage this kind of shell would cause to civilians who had fallen into the water.

After the fishermen fell into the water, they screamed and screamed. The anti-aircraft artillery was specifically aimed at the areas where the sound came from. Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong. After two rounds of firing, the sound completely disappeared.

"Cease fire, cease fire," Blake shouted at the anti-aircraft artillery. After ceasing fire, the NY soldiers could not help but vomit when they saw the scene they had created.

"Very well, our mission is complete. Tonight, let's drink to our heart's content. This time, let's go to the Hilton Bar. I'll pay for all the expenses. What do you guys say?" Blake shouted at his men, but the surroundings were quiet. Other than the crackling sound of the ship exploding, no one answered him. Everyone stared blankly at the tragic scene in the water.

Corpses floated on the surface of the water. Many of them were mutilated. Their backs and abdomens were full of bullet holes. Blood flowed out of the bullet holes, and some severed limbs floated in the water. Under the illumination of the lights, it was a very uncomfortable sight. This was a microcosm of the damage that the US imperialists had caused to this country. There would be many more such scenes in the future.

Since we're done with our work, it's time for us to go. Blake, who was expressionless, led his subordinates back into the submarine and quickly sank into the water. Fifteen minutes later, two frigates and four naval patrol boats arrived.

At 8: 16 in the morning, a car was speeding down the street. Is the information you said true? A middle-aged man turned around and asked the man behind him. Of course it was true. You are my brother, why would I lie to you? I have a brother who works in the Navy Intelligence Department. Because his job is a bit special, I believe everything he says. I might not be sure about what others say, but I absolutely believe what he says!

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