Don’t …
Roy struggled to sit up, clutching his bandaged head with a hint of humility, trying to find some possibility.
This light warship is less than 1,000 tons. There is no complete command tower. The command tower lacks a protective bridge, and the deck lacks a choking smell of smoke and humiliation. Tears overflow the eyes of young people. Because Roy saw that the main mast at the back end of the bridge of the light warship was flying with an iron cross and a black eagle flag! This is a German oil-fired boiler ocean destroyer!
"The Royal Navy can’t fail! Huiyuan fleet can’t be destroyed by the army so easily! " Roy got up and shouted at his companion sitting on the deck.
“einfireren！” In the dark, the cigarette butts were suddenly extinguished and thrown into the sea, followed by the sound of pulling the bolt and the British sailors could not understand German.
The stern deck sā moves to attract searchlights, and the powerful searchlights shine on the eyes of the British sailors. Roy is angry, his companions are depressed and ashamed.
"I’m sorry, it’s hard for young people to accept this fact. He didn’t mean to …" The British navy lieutenant got up in the hidden crowd and stopped the German sailors with a nervous face, regardless of whether the German sailors holding the Committee rifle could understand English or not, trying to explain to the German sailors the accident of avoiding guns.
The Mediterranean Huiyuan fleet is gone. It is hypocritical to be late. Roy is desperate and lonely. He goes back to his small corner and sits cross-legged on the cold deck, staring at the sky.
Anger retreats like water. Roy j: ng is in a trance.
Failure, complete failure, and then being captured, deviating from the identity of parents, wives, missing persons in the Admiralty, trembling and waiting for the end of the European War.
What day is that day? From the Battle of Helgolan Bay, the Battle of korol to the Battle of Shazhou in Dogel, and the Battle of Scar Gerakl Strait, the British Empire almost lost its underwear, and the Heidi Selim Ocean Fleet lost a capital ship. What should the Royal Navy do to deal with it?
At night, the English Channel seems that the Mediterranean Huiyuan fleet is crying, defeated and captured sailors are crying. At 9 o’clock in the evening, there are no stars in the sky, and there is no moon on the sea. Se is surrounded by thick black ink.
"When the Ocean was shot on the starboard side for the first time, the second minute later, we encountered a round of crossing the SHE. Just one round of crossing the SHE Ocean sank nearly thirteen thousand tons of warships, and six officers and men’s water and ammunition depots exploded …"
Perhaps the rank of naval lieutenant played a role, or the naval lieutenant did not apply for the special treatment of prisoners of war officers inherited from the medieval knight rules. His sailors stayed together and won the respect of German sailors. The incident was calmed down. The naval lieutenant declined the treatment given to prisoners of war officers by the captain of the German destroyer. He sat with his back against Roy, pulled out a little tobacco soaked in seawater from his pocket and chewed it carefully in his mouth.
The smell of salty tobacco leaves is really flattering. The lieutenant frowned and sighed heavily.
"Ocean was the last warship sunk in Portsmouth naval battle. The watchtower told me that the starboard side was hit by a 6-inch gun shaft, so I left the control tower and searched for the impact point along the right secondary deck. In the end, I found that it was a false alarm. The armor-piercing projectile rubbed against the boiler room and exploded, which did not pose a fatal threat to Ocean. So I temporarily left the deck to direct rescue. I dragged you out of the sunken gun profile and sent you to the medical cabin. At this moment, the damn thing came across the bow door. The 12-inch gun was lit, and the fire spread along the gun shaft, and the water and ammunition depot, so the bow of the ship Ocean was torn apart by the explosive tension. You and I were thrown into the sea, but luckily we were not involved in the sinking vortex of the ship Ocean. I held you in one hand and a board that might have fallen from the lifeboat in the other, waiting for rescue. "
"Lieutenant, stop it …" Roy didn’t have the patience to listen to the lieutenant’s memory that he had twisted his bandaged head and asked, "I wonder if there is … any hope for the Royal Navy."
At the age of 10, he joined the navy, the Great Britain was trained, and then he took part in the Boer War. After the outbreak of the European War, he became a destroyer captain. After the naval battle, he was transferred to the Mediterranean to supplement the heavy losses. The lieutenant of the British-French joint landing fleet was chapped and his lips trembled. He wanted to say something comforting, but he couldn’t tell himself a lie, so he mumbled a few bytes in his Adam’s apple.
Or did the Germans clear the way for the Navy Lieutenant at night? The German destroyer hit a large-scale main fleet, such as Mo Ye Se, which strictly enforced the blackout. However, the Navy Lieutenant could vaguely distinguish the latest large warship model with the sā class battleship by the faint light.
It’s the ocean fleet!
The prisoners of war were even more silent. The destroyer moved on and slowly leaned against a transport ship with a displacement of more than 1,000 tons.
"John cows, please line up and transfer to that transport ship …" A naval lieutenant colonel carrying a G9 Mao Se rifle and wearing a navy hat askew walked to the transport ship and tightened the Sam Browne belt gracefully.
At the beginning of the 1st century, a Scottish man named John Arbuthnot published a political satire novel, which satirized the Whig war policy of the predecessor of the Ziyó u Party. It was called "The History of John Bull", because the image of John Bull written by John Arbuthnot was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that John Bull became synonymous with the British.
John Bull originated from political satire, and it is still ironic in the mouth of the German Navy Lieutenant Colonel.
The British sailors were lined up, part-time marines, and German sailors climbed the transport ladder at gunpoint. When the navy lieutenant was about to board the first gangway of the transport, he heard a conversation.
"Lieutenant Colonel Lauren, my landing in Britain in November 1914 will be the last madness of the ocean fleet, but I don’t want it to be a strange beginning!" The captain of the German destroyer who came to make the handover saluted the lieutenant colonel who was dressed in naval style but looked more like an army from appearance to temperament.
The British Navy Lieutenant doesn’t know German, but the name Lauren won’t make the lieutenant misunderstand. Obviously, this is the tragic story that led a small team to brazenly land in the port of Los tofte in the British Empire, causing casualties in the British Empire. Half a year passed, and German naval talents emerged like a blowout, except for the fading German strategy, Shuang Jie and Kiel Sea School, the three musketeers submarine king, Weddigen, the purple baron Hannashaw, and Gunther Gunther Lutjens, who became famous in the Mediterranean World War I, and I didn’t know it. Lauren is a new generation leader. It is said that there is a submarine commander named Carl Deng Nici who has done a good job in the Mediterranean. Veterans are immortal and newcomers have grown up. However, Britain has inevitably experienced brain drain and faults due to continuous failures and high-level changes.
Shook his head and walked forward with a heavy heart. The lieutenant accidentally bumped his forehead on Roy’s heel and lost the soul of the sea. Roy didn’t seem to realize all this. He climbed the gangway and spit out tobacco leaves. He smiled hopelessly.
Young Roy’s fragile psychology finally collapsed. Although he was angry and unwilling, his seventeen-year-old chest couldn’t bear two consecutive failures. He just encouraged his companions. Young people didn’t have the perseverance to become lonely fighters. Desperate and sober people closed their minds by hypnotizing themselves.
"Mr. Belfo broke the fleet and can be rebuilt, but can the self-esteem and morale lost due to continuous losses be easily rebuilt?"
Sober people in the dark are the most cruel hypnotists who lose their minds, just like sweet wine and Satan’s temptation, even the navy lieutenant who looks calm and tough is shaken.
The navy lieutenant walked on deck, and the deck of the transport ship was already surrounded by many captured British sailors.
Andrew Cunningham!’
There seems to be someone calling his name behind him. Lieutenant Andrew Cunningham turned around in confusion and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was his lifelong friend, Lieutenant John Torvey, deputy seaman of the King of Wales, and Lieutenant James Somerville, officer of the Solemn Line.
"Tovis Somerville, hey, you’re still alive!" Lieutenant Andrew Cunningham quickly greeted the past and shook his fist at the chest of two lifelong friends who had known each other for 19 years on the USS Britannia.
"Maybe I won’t die until the day when Mr. Churchill, who commanded that ridiculous Scottish rifle battalion, was far away from the French battlefield to gain political money." Lieutenant John Tovey, the deputy seaman of the battleship King of Wales, thought of the defeated Portsmouth naval battle with some bleak banter.
"Ska Gerakl Strait naval battle 11th destroyer detachment death cost stopped the ocean fleet for seventeen capital ships; you and Tuowei are alive; I can drag out an ignoble existence even though the British-French joint landing fleet suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Murderos Bay … "James Somerville still retains a little bit of the young boy in the military academy, and with a little shyness, he succeeded John Torvey’s English-style cold humor." We are still fortunate that the naval forces of the Mediterranean aid fleet in the Battle of Portsmouth were destroyed. Haha, it seems that even dì dū can’t bear to end our friendship! "
Although John Tovey and James Somerville both laughed, they felt a sense of sadness. Andrew Cunningham tried to change the subject and asked casually
"How come the winner, Wang Deguo, doesn’t even want to give alms to prisoners of war officers who deserve special treatment?"
"Charity? ！” John Tuowei glanced at the bridge of the transport ship and snorted, "If that is true, maybe we will all die in this sea of death!"
The second gun chapter 11 aftermath (2)
Although the gun in Sarajevo was an accident, it is obvious that politicians in big European countries have long realized the possibility of a large-scale war in Europe. Apart from Russia and Austria-Hungary, Britain, France and Germany, which are rich in ideologues and war maniacs, have made serious preparations.
The war in Europe is not only a shortcut for politicians to go down in history, but also a stage for diplomats to display their skills. It is also an ace agent. Heaven permeates reverse osmosis, cheating and anti-cheating, which becomes an eternal war. In the game, narrow Europe becomes a windproof wall on all sides, and everyone is the final winner, but the so-called secret will never be overnight.
The report of the defeat of Portsmouth naval battle and the destruction of thunder in the hunting seat was sent back and forth. Belfo, the Admiralty of the British Empire, smoked a whole box of cigars, but he was still at a loss.
The active attack and brilliant victory of the ocean fleet in 29 Ri shocked the world. After the naval battle in Ri Delan, everyone realized that the era of ocean fleet crossing the ocean had arrived, but no one, including the Germans, expected that this day would come so soon.
The news of the fiasco leaked out, and the loss of two super-feared ships has made the British imperial people feel at a loss. More than 3,000 naval officers and men were killed, and more than 1,000 officers and men were missing, which made the British people feel sad. Without these trained sailors, even if the big fleet can rebuild it, can it be avenged?
The smell of smoke dispersed and the British island fell into a lasting silence. It was rare that there were no riots, sā chaos and protests in London. Even the demonstrators in Jutrafalgar Square and Whitehall Square died down.
Londoners are not silent to protest, but the war of German warships will make the British proud. They finally woke up from the unrealistic YIN. Belfo, the minister of the new navy, was not tired of all occasions. He stressed that the Royal Navy was the painstaking effort of the Royal Navy in 1915. Some rich people and coastal residents began to pack their bags and move their families to the remote and desolate Scottish Highlands or relatively safe Wales, but more Britons also began to save themselves.
When the British imperial people gave up their pride, John Bull’s blood and stubbornness of the British nation also showed incisively and vividly. Although the British like John Bull to tease themselves, John Bull sometimes represents and symbolizes the tenacity and strength of the British nation.
The inefficient House of Representatives held a meeting overnight to agree to the request of the cabinet and overseas to issue a new national debt, and the rich and citizens took out soft queues to rob the unsalable national debt in the bank trading hall. The front door of the conscription for the new national debt was crowded with young people under the age of 17 who joined the army and elderly people. When they learned that the army lacked materials, many young people hurriedly switched to military factories or gave their legal guns to serve the country.
Even though it was an emergency response in the face of danger, a patriotic craze that could not last long, it was enough to make Arthur Belfo, a lean man for half a generation, give a speech in front of hundreds of thousands of Londoners with tears in his eyes, apologizing on behalf of the Royal Navy.
At the end of Belfo’s speech, it was announced that the Navy would investigate the responsibility for naval defeat, thoroughly reform the lifeless naval system, dare to take responsibility for new people, and be extremely short of shippable fleet, which brought about the fear of ships. These commitments were not widely valued at that time, but it was only after a series of personnel changes at the top of the British Empire Navy in May 1915 that the truth came out.
For this reason, the conversation speech in front of the arched gate of Balfour Naval Department was called by historians as important as Heidi Selim’s "Selim Roar" in Kiel in 1917.
Thanks to Fujitsu Kikuo’s network resources, Ryu Yanzawa, a naval attache, can always get the screen information before Matsusuke, the ambassador to Britain. For the British Empire’s sea fiasco, Ryu people can’t say that they are bereaved, but the death of a rabbit is always as strong as that of the German army, which makes the vassals of Changzhou, Germany, frightened, and the strength of the ocean fleet makes the Samoans even more frightened.

Although I am a short walk from the basement to the outside, it is hard for me to walk. I feel that the whole person has become very heavy, as if something is pressing on my chest or something is choking my throat.
I pulled out half a cigarette from my pocket, but I couldn’t find a fire for a long time. I sighed and bounced the cigarette butt away.
I am experiencing a scene that ordinary people know. Everyone has become so strange in front of me, including my father who raised me for many years, or I can call him Fan Jiyun now.
But I know I have to make a choice, and I find that there is no division between good and evil, justice and evil in this overall situation. Everyone acts according to his own code, and everyone pursues advantages and avoids disadvantages.
I’m not cold-blooded, but I have to think for myself, because I don’t want to be pushed around like a chess player anymore.
I walked out of the basement, and the sun was a little dazzling. After a whole winter baptism, everything came back to life. Isn’t this also the reincarnation of everything? I smelled the fragrance in the air and felt the warmth of the sun, but I was worried and scared. At that moment, I suddenly felt that the day was gray like a huge shroud, and the birds above my world became harsh and the sun was poisonous. For a moment, I wanted to go back to the basement and stay there forever, but I knew that escape would never be the way.
I went to the villa garden and found Zhang He pacing back and forth on the square lawn. His expression changed from calm to see me, and he came out with an approachable smile and said, "Are we done?"
I nodded in silence.
"What are your plans now?" Zhang Hefang asked
"I want to talk to you." I walked to the front of Zhang He and said with an expression.
"Well, I’m always waiting," Zhang Hefang said politely. "Why don’t we go into the house and say that it’s not bad to have some tea and a cigarette?"
I said coldly, "Let’s go."
The room in the villa was furnished with furniture and style. Zhang Hefang and I sat on two rattan chairs respectively. Zhang Hefang handed me a box of cigars and said that it was made in Cuba. I said that I couldn’t get used to it, so he switched to cigarettes.
Neither of us spoke first, but we both smoked by ourselves. Soon the servant at home brought two bowls of herbal tea, and I deeply enjoyed the anesthesia brought by cigarettes. Looking at the smoke curling up, I tried to clear my mind and became more organized in the conversation for a while.
Finally, I put out my cigarette and pressed a mouthful of herbal tea and asked, "When did you find me?"
"After your father went to Ayuna Miao Village," Zhang Hefang said.
"Do you know Auna, too?" I asked.
"They are all southern witches, and some people will hear about them," Zhang Hefang replied.
I was a little surprised and said, "Aina is also a southern witch?"
"That’s natural," Zhang Hefang explained. "You should also know that although the Nanwu people are not composed of wizards, they still occupy the vast majority."
"So you take orders from her?"
Zhang Hefang shook his head and said, "I don’t take orders from others. I am the head of my team. You should know that the South Witch Group is not a complete and holistic organizational model like the organization. We are scattered people in the South Witch Group, but we have the same purpose and are called the South Witch Group by the organizers."
"Your so-called common goal is to wake up that person, right?"
Zhang Hefang nodded his head.
"What do you want to do this? This is your mission? It’s his fault. "This is one of my biggest questions.
Zhang Hefang shook his head and took a sip of herbal tea and said, "This is not a matter of mission. We think it is the best time to restart reincarnation."
I smiled naively and said, "What do you keep saying about reincarnation restarting? What do you mean by reincarnation?"
"I said you might not believe it," Zhang Hefang said. "This reincarnation restart is not aimed at one person, but at the whole world style."
I was stunned after listening. "What do you mean?"
Zhang Hefang smiled and patiently explained to me that "wizards in modern society are almost regarded as magic sticks, that is, the Jianghu deceives the Southern Witchcraft Group, which has always been a secret form. There is a saying among many great wizards in the Southern Witchcraft Group that every certain period of time, all the articles in this world will be pushed to the end and all the data will be cleared, and human society will never stagnate again."
"Push all the ministries to reconstruction?" I was puzzled and asked, "What is this? I have seen those stone murals in the underground palace of Yunnan. It is because of his appearance that the’ man’ you mentioned made the ancient Yunnan country quickly acquire a complete smelting technology and finally dominate. You said that you wanted to restart reincarnation and push all the world’s literature back, but waking up that’ man’ might help the further development of human literature. Isn’t this contradictory? "
"No, you are wrong," Zhang Hefang retorted mercilessly. "Mr. Fan, I ask you a question, and you don’t need to think too much about it and answer it by your own judgment."
"Okay, you ask."
"Do you deny that the development of human culture will become what it is today with the passage of time?" Zhang Hefang asked me with a smile in his eyes
"Isn’t that so?" I asked.
"Ha ha, then you are all wet," Zhang Hefang said. "The historical development of human culture can never be achieved by time or by the continuous development of human intelligence. There will always be one or two sudden and earth-shaking changes in the historical development of human culture in the East and the West. To name a few simple examples, China’s ancient Chinese, Liangzhu Chinese, Hongshan Chinese and other western Greek, sturm und drang and the huge wave of industrial revolution, although most stupid historians among human beings will always have such a blunt explanation, they still can’t change this sudden and explosive development.
"I never thought about such a thing before I entered the underground palace in Yunnan, but I did think about it after I saw those stone carvings and murals. Maybe the whole human culture was not created by human beings together, but just a few people," I said truthfully
You’re right, Zhang Hefang said. In other words, the node in the eyes of the Southern Witchcraft Group is the bottleneck period of the development of human culture. In other words, this node will never break through by human personal strength. Even after hundreds of years, thousands of years, it will still not break through the human culture, but it will tend to develop in detail, but there will be no substantive changes. That is to say, there is no suitable opportunity for the accumulation of quantity, and qualitative change will never come, and that’ person’ is the key to break through the node.
"I think you will see a lot of unsolved puzzles, such as the discovery of screws thousands of years ago, some ancient technologies and modern people’s opinions.
Chapter sixty-four Southern Witch Ancient Ceremony 【 Thank you for your support.
Chapter sixty-four Southern Witch Ancient Ceremony
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"What is that?" I asked.
Zhang Hefang smiled at my side reaction and said, "Mr. Fan, you must feel that things are very chaotic now. Let me tell you why, and you will probably know what is going on."
"That’s great. I’m all ears," I said.
Zhang Hefang brewed for a while and continued, "But to be honest, I really don’t know whether the ceremony is really effective or not, but at least developing the ceremony in its current form may really wake up that person."
Then Zhang Hefang told me about a secret story that has been known to a few people in the Southern Witchcraft Group for thousands of years. I am more used to calling it Xuanyi Man.
Zhang Hefang said that this mysterious man did help China thousands of years ago, which is the rise of many ancient Chinese texts in the world. Although he said that this mysterious man is almost like a god, he can’t accept the fact that he still has an entity.
I was surprised at this. I once thought that this mysterious man could change his gender at will. How could he be bound by a small matter of life and death? But Zhang Hefang told me that this mysterious man is not immortal, but his so-called reincarnation of life and death is not like reincarnation of all beings. He has his own set of reincarnation, that is to say, he has created a set of reincarnation methods himself
Xuanyi people have a long life, but they will end one day.
There used to be six waiters in the Xuanyi people in Yunnan stone carving murals. These waiters easily reminded me of the bronze coffin bearers in the ancient mountain village of Qin brothers, but Zhang Hefang explained to me that these six people can be called Xuanyi people "divided souls" in a certain sense. Here Zhang Hefang explained a lot to me. After listening to it for a long time, I finally understood that the six waiters were actually like the Xuanyi people or something similar to Xuanyi people in two places.