CHAPTER 309: CHAPTER 221 DIVINE SIN_3

Afterwards, he struggled for a while longer, switching to the method of casting cannon bodies using wax patterns from molds, which indeed solved the problem of the cannon’s rough surface. The precision barely improved, but the cost skyrocketed, the process was complex, and among ten workers, not even one could handle this work. Additionally, it was impossible to cast large-caliber cannons, and production couldn’t be increased at all.

Now, he is struggling with the iron mold cannon casting method and the steel drilling method for the interior, approximately advancing to the early to mid-Qing Dynasty level, but there are still many technical difficulties to be solved, which can’t be resolved in a short time.

Perhaps he was too stupid, or maybe his approach to time travel was incorrect, and he didn’t bring a "Baidu" with him, so whenever he encountered a technical problem, he would be stuck for several months, with nowhere to check and no one to ask. As a result, over two years, he hardly produced any cannons.

The cannons on the "Chita" are experimental products he developed over the previous two years. To ensure precision, their caliber is very small, generally around 10cm. If placed in history, they might be considered medium-sized Flamboyants, but they have limited range, with typical shooting distances of only 500-600 meters.

The only advantage is that they’re lightweight, allowing a few people to carry them around, and they have a fast rate of fire. But the fast rate doesn’t have much to do with him; the Flamboyant itself is divided into mother and child guns, and the breech-loading of child guns is simple. As long as there are plenty of prepared child guns, the rate of fire itself is faster than the Matchlock Gun by quite a bit.

Nonetheless, even if imperfect, these experimental products are sufficient to deal with the water thieves of Satomi, who have few armored ships and use bows, arrows, and gunpowder bottles for primitive fire attacks. A dozen Flamboyants fired from all angles of the "Chita" unleashing a metal storm after emptying all the child guns in one go.

The god of war is not just a boast, even as a juvenile or incomplete version... think of it as a demigod maybe, but it’s not something mere mortals of flesh and blood can withstand.

For a moment, the "Chita" seemed to turn into some kind of deep-sea monster, spitting tongues of flame from all angles, enveloping the entire ship in smoke, making it appear even more mysterious and unpredictable. Meanwhile, the Satomi water thieves experienced such powerful firepower at sea for the first time, caught completely off guard. The nearby small ships were riddled with holes, corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed freely, with not a single living person in sight.

The ships farther back didn’t fare much better. Various stray bullets occasionally claimed lives, while the decks, boxes, and barrels were shredded, causing wood splinters to fly everywhere. It was impossible to stand on the deck, and even if someone attempted to counterattack with bows and arrows, they were quickly shot down by experienced Wanjin officers organizing several Iron Gunners to fire in unison.

Mizuno Shichiro just climbed onto a Customs Ship on the battlefield outskirts when he saw the "Chita," this "sea-going fortress," with its height, size, and firepower, was frantically reaping the lives of his subordinates. His men, trapped on the ship with little cover and no place to hide, stood no chance.

His eyes reddened instantly, and he deeply regretted coming to expel Wanjin’s navy, unable to comprehend how Wanjin’s naval firepower became so strong—being a water thief like this, a single battle would consume several thousand catties of gunpowder. Can you even break even?

Where did these wealthy guys come from?

If you’re so rich, why are you out here as water thieves?

He was heartbroken, but he couldn’t allow his subordinates to be suppressed by Wanjin like this. Hastily, he made his way to the bow and ordered the captain of this Customs Ship to launch smoke bombs, instructing his men to initiate a fire attack and directly set the enemy’s ship ablaze.

Simultaneously, he kicked his subordinates and ordered the "Satomi Aquatic Team" to deploy, diving to drill holes and sink the enemy directly.

At this point, he couldn’t care less about seizing spoils, as his side was completely stalled by the firepower network, unable to inflict significant damage on the enemy’s ships.

If the battle continued like this, the Satomi navy would be done for!