New Ming Empire mixed in America

"Brother Zhou, I...I don't know how to use that thing..."

A Wehrmacht soldier squatting next to the shooting position said something with a trembling voice.

"You coward, if you're scared, give up your position!"

A soldier behind him yelled and was about to step forward to push him away, but was stopped by this middle-aged man.

"I'm not afraid, I just don't know how to use that thing. Teach me once, teach me again!"

There was a cry in his voice, not because he was afraid of death, but because he really didn't know how to use a rotating machine gun.

"You just keep an eye on me when I go up, just hold the thing that fires with your hand, and just shoot at the crowd..."

Before the soldier who was called Brother Zhou could finish his words, he stretched out his hand to pull away the dead shooter in front of him, and then started shooting.

The comrades near the barbed wire fence in front had already begun to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Spaniards, and the explosion of grenades could be heard from time to time in the crowd.

Pursing his lips, he glanced at the middle-aged man who was carefully recording his actions, and then started shooting at the Spanish soldiers.

After dozens of bullets were fired, he was hit in the chest by a bullet. During his last moments, he tried to tilt his body to his side so that the middle-aged man behind him could take over.

Where he lay down, three comrades had already fallen.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and shouted, pinched the launch handle that was stained red by the blood of his comrades, and imitated Brother Zhou and fired towards the battlefield ahead.

A Spanish soldier hiding in the ruins aimed his gun at the middle-aged man's head, but did not pull the trigger immediately.

Because he saw a bronze-colored cannonball appearing in front of him and expanding in front of his eyes.

‘Boom~’

The Spanish soldier's body was wiped out of the world along with half of the house beneath him with the explosion.

Putting down his telescope, Colonel Butler stared blankly at the mid-air at the port. The huge thing that was once thought to be a battleship rose into the mid-air and was approaching in their direction.

His head was raised higher and higher, because the airship had already reached the sky above the charging Spanish soldiers.

One grenade after another was thrown down by the observers on the airship, and the rotating machine gun also began to fire at the position of the Spanish soldiers in mid-air.

As for the position where the two sides were strangled together, no one took care of it, mainly because they were afraid of accidentally injuring friendly forces.

The airship flashed past the battlefield and soon reached the sky above the fortress.

"This is the bombing team, please drop the bomb!"

Holding the walkie-talkie in his hand, the leader of the bombing team, who had just thrown away all the grenades on his body when passing over the battlefield, asked eagerly for instructions.

"Request rejected, waiting for bomb order!"

An order from the airship command room came over the intercom again.

"Team leader, the airship is adjusting its position now, and the observation team is still measuring the wind direction. It will take another two minutes!"

A member of the bombing team couldn't help but remind him. He looked at his team leader in surprise. Normally, the team leader would not make such a stupid mistake.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, the team leader put down the walkie-talkie and looked out through the special aiming port.

On the battlefield of the ruins of the fort, the shouts of killing continued to sound, and the sounds of gunshots and grenades exploding never stopped.

As for why he was so anxious...because his uncle was a member of the advance team.

A few minutes seemed like centuries. Finally, the order came over the intercom to drop the bomb.

The leader of the bombing team gritted his teeth and put the bombs that had been painted with various graffiti by his team members into the bomb delivery tube, and let the bombs with his anger fall towards the fortress.

There was no calibration this time because the airship did not fly to the ultimate altitude of just over 500 meters.

And when bombing a target as big as a fortress from this position, with the assistance of the bomb tube, the accuracy is very reliable.

If incendiary bombs were being thrown, then firing would be a necessary step, but now they were throwing bombs.

Aerial bombs similar to mortar bombs fell on the heads of the fortress defenders in the horrified eyes.

Some of these bombs will explode only when they hit the ground, and the shock wave will be very violent.

Some of them would explode above their heads, and scattered shrapnel and steel balls would sweep across their location.

But more bombs fell on unmanned locations in the fortress, causing the masonry on the fortress to fly everywhere.

After the airship joined the battle, the shore defense guns on the fortress gradually went silent.

The Spanish defenders did not have the courage to continue operating the coastal defense artillery despite the bombardment.

After the fortress was suppressed, the gunboat that had just been driven away returned to the vicinity of the dock, and shells were fired one after another towards the position that had been marked to shoot Zhuyuan.

The transport ship also began to approach the shore, with the advance team in front. Now the transport ship can safely unload the soldiers in the port area.

After more fresh troops joined, the morale of the Spanish soldiers, which had already hit rock bottom, collapsed.

He stepped on the corpses of his companions and fled back along the route he had just charged.

Colonel Butler no longer had the desire to command at this time. He knew that the first line of defense could not be maintained.

And given the character of Governor Birmingham, the blame for losing the defense line will definitely be pinned on his head.

But it's too late to say anything now, he is just a battlefield commander.

If his superiors had not dealt with Governor Birmingham, he would not have had the opportunity to command all the troops here in Manila.

"There will be opportunities later..." After whispering, he began to instruct the soldiers here to strengthen the defense line in preparation for the retaliatory attack from the Easterners.

Now the offensive and defensive sides have changed, and the offensive initiative has been once again in the hands of the New Ming Empire.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. If you do not send an advance team to attract firepower, but directly send an airship, the effect may not be very good.

Because there are many places in the defense facilities here in Manila to prevent shelling, as for permanent incendiary bombs attacking the city...

This place had just been ravaged by an earthquake, and there were more ruins than intact houses in the city. Bombing the urban area had little effect because most of the people here had evacuated the urban area.

Apart from the local natives and Spanish immigrants who were looking for work in the port area, there were only maritime traders coming and going.

But if the port area is bombed, the Xinming Empire's subsequent supplies will be somewhat difficult.

So until now, the damage in the port area has not been too great. Except for the warehouses and houses near the fort that were destroyed, the rest of the area is still relatively intact.

As the large-caliber field artillery was sent ashore, the airship over the fortress shifted its target away from the fortress and began to move towards Spain's first line of defense.

Several large oil barrels used for school shooting were thrown down from under the airship, and they swayed towards the defense line with speed parachutes attached.

This is the bombardment team preparing for firing!

The crew members on the airship still couldn't hold back and conducted a calibration launch over the Spanish defense line.

"I told you not to use incendiary bombs, why didn't you receive the order?"

Seeing the school projectile floating in the air near him, Ding Yi held up the walkie-talkie and roared.

Fortunately, the calibrated projectiles used this time were the same as those on Honolulu Island.

If incendiary bombs are used to fire directly, these incendiary bombs floating on the heads of the National Defense Forces will cause huge casualties to the National Defense Forces.

But this time it was not without losses. The school projectile damaged a field gun, which was why Ding Yi cursed loudly.

After seeing that he had gotten into trouble, the airship crew members accompanied Xin carefully and apologized continuously, and then controlled the airship to move towards the defense line behind him.

However, this accident was all seen by Li Mingqi, and he had already written it down in his notebook about the airship crew's failure to follow the reservation plan.

After this battle, the commander on the airship will definitely be investigated by the Jin Yiwei. No matter what his starting point is, his violation of military orders is irrefutable.

During the attack on San Francisco, Wang Chuan's heavy artillery regiment failed to obey orders and Wang Chuan was transferred to take charge of the fort for half a year.

If he hadn't performed well and won the naval battle of Yingtianfu, he would probably still be staring at the seagulls on the fort now.