"Fire!"

Looking at the Red Shirts waiting in Cape Town,.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Forty-two battleships opened fire at the same time, and in an instant, the battleships lined up in a straight line on the sea rippled in the water.

Smoke and huge fires rose from the muzzles of the guns, and with the sound of shells breaking through the air, clusters of flames rose on the southernmost coast of Africa.

"It's an easy place to attack and hard to defend." Liu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, he had thought about it last time he passed by Cape Town.

Directly in front of the fleet is now clearly visible as the mountain range known as Table Mountain.

This is also the most striking symbol of Cape Town, this mountain range that stretches for more than 10 kilometers is called God's Table by Europeans, and it looks like a smooth table top from a distance.

At the foot of the mountains lies Cape Town, where all the buildings in the colony seem to be crowded on the beach.

For such a place, it is difficult to attack the north side, but only a strong navy on the south side can guarantee that it will not be attacked from the sea.

Previously, British warships were unmatched, but now this era has passed.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Rounds of shells flew toward Cape Town, as if in no end, and more than 600 guns on forty-two battleships plowed the whole of Cape Town as if they were ploughing the land.

Tens of thousands of shells were fired in a row, and Liu Chen ordered to stop the shelling this time.

It's not that he wants to waste shells, but that Cape Town's location as the southernmost British colony in Africa is very important.

It can be said that as long as you control Cape Town, you control the African routes, and because of this, the British stationed more than 8,000 people in the small Cape Town to control the colonies here and the surrounding ones.

And in order to defend against the Empire, Cape Town has apparently been remodeled in the past two years, just by the volcanic ash fortress on the coast.

"Login!"

After the shelling, Liu Chen continued to give orders, and the marines immediately went down to the landing craft that the empire had just built.

This landing craft is small in size and rectangular in shape, but it is specially prepared for landing, with a focus on defense and offense.

Therefore, in addition to the steel hull of the landing craft, there was a special machine gun firing position in front of the landing craft, and most importantly, the landing craft was the first small vessel to be powered by an internal combustion engine.

Now that the automobile has been in the empire for four or five years, the research on various internal combustion engines has become more and more sophisticated, and some technology has naturally been transferred to the construction of ships.

The diesel-powered landing craft was an attempt by shipyards, and as the technology matured, it was used in the construction of smaller ships in the Empire.

The Empire's large warships would abandon coal and adopt a power structure with oil-fired boilers and steam turbines.

"Buzz ......"

All one hundred and twenty soldiers got into the landing craft, and with the buzz of the diesel engine, the landing craft went to the beach at a faster and faster speed.

The soldiers in the landing craft all shrank behind the steel hull to protect themselves from fire from the shore, while on the raised firing platform on the right side of the ship, the machine gunners stared intently at the shore through the gaps in the protective armor of the machine guns.

"Vomit ......"

Although he had taken the landing craft many times, Lu Han was still a little uncomfortable with the bumps of the high-speed course of the landing craft, and not long after he got on the boat, he fell on the boat and vomited.

The soldier in the landing craft was wiping his rifles, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and one of the soldiers said: "Lu Han, next time let the company commander prepare a boat for you to row, you can't sit on an advanced ship like a landing craft." ”

"Then he will go away, and when he is ashore, we will all finish the battle and eat." Someone started a joke again.

There was a burst of laughter from inside the landing craft.

Lu Han vomited for a while and felt a lot more comfortable, he scolded: "Let your mother's fart, Lao Tzu is rowing and landing, and he kills more enemies than you." “

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly a crisp sound of metal striking sounded, and the soldiers on the ship immediately put away their smiles.

Lu Han also squatted down, "These British have become rats one by one, and now they are specially drilling holes in the ground, and such a fierce artillery fire has not killed them all." ”

"Nonsense, the artillery is all solved, what else do you want us to do? Get ready to work. The company commander on the landing craft reminded: "Check the equipment and ammunition and prepare for battle." ”

The landing craft continued to gallop through the sea, getting closer and closer to the coast, but more bullets hit the hull.

The machine gun made a "click-......" sound, and the bullets flew like beads to the stubborn British soldiers on the shore.

on the beach.

Cape Town's Inspector Puman poked his head out of the trench in disgrace, covered in dust and blood, and panicked.

The trench was littered with the corpses of British soldiers, many of them incomplete, and the wails of soldiers and the heavy smell of blood continued to permeate.

Stumbling onto a bench, Chapman poked his head out to look at the sea, where nearly a hundred small boats galloped like horses galloping on the prairie.

Hundreds of meters of sea are just a blink of an eye for these strange boats.

The British soldiers, who were still alive, were shooting at the ships, and it was only from the density of the gunfire that he could hear how badly this round of shelling had cost them.

"Don't back down, fight to the last man!" Chapman shouted in a deep voice, this is the queen's request for the army after the war in India.

Anyone who retreats will be killed, whether a soldier or an officer.

It was under this high pressure that they still had to fight to the end, even in fear, but at this time his roar was too pale and powerless on the battlefield.

"Da Da Da ......"

The barrage of fire swept through, and Chapman's body seemed to freeze, and then blood poured out of his chest, and his eyes gradually lost color and slowly fell.

In his last sight, the enemy ship came to a halt in the shallows, the head of the hull opened, and Imperial soldiers streamed out of the boat.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

The moment the landing craft stopped, Lu Han and other soldiers were driven off the boat, and the machine gun team and mortar team quickly formed a fire position under the protection of the stragglers.

Intensive fire suppressed the British soldiers in the trenches, and the soldiers, under the cover of machine guns, rushed to the trenches.

Thousands of soldiers landed, and the British troops, already suffering heavy losses from artillery fire, were quickly annihilated after weak resistance.

Soon, the dragon flag of the Upper Empire in Cape Town began to fly.

On the battleship, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Chen's mouth, the battle was going very smoothly, but he understood that a large part of this was due to the status and position of Cape Town.

Because this place is really not safe, but at the same time, the growing military power of the empire is also important.