Mystery Makes Me Strong

The sailor who jumped into the water just now and used the water control technique to force the torpedo to turn has already been pulled up by the rope tied around his waist.

I saw that the other party's figure was illusory, much more blurred than other ordinary sailors.

Needless to say, this is the result of overconsumption.

Seeing this, Wen Rensheng immediately understood why the scene arranged for him to be the leader of the damage control team...

In fact, the role he really wants to play is to replenish the magic!

The target of his damage control is not the machine, but the alien.

Thinking of this, he immediately acted.

He ordered his men to bring the two exhausted aliens to the thicker armored cabin below.

Damage control personnel are well trained and immediately begin to act on orders.

Wen Rensheng also hurriedly left the deck and returned to the well-protected lower cabin.

The alien who used the mysterious sniper technique was an old man.

The sailor who can control water is very young, about thirty or forty years old, shirtless, and has strong muscles.

Wen Rensheng didn't waste time, but immediately told the two people the technique of resonance method, and then linked the three people's different powers together.

Everyone's alien power is different, and of course it cannot be used universally. This is not gasoline, but blood.

He just used this method to enhance the opponent's resilience.

Fourteen times the recovery power, the opponent originally needed a day or two of complete rest to recover, but now it only takes more than an hour.

In the era of battleships, a sea battle often lasted for a day.

The main reason is that the ship is turbulent, and the hit rate of the naval gun is low. If the hit rate is high, the fight will not last long, and both sides will be worn out, so it will not last for such a long time.

Cannons rumbled outside, and the three aliens sat inside to rest.

No one accused Wen Rensheng of being lazy here instead of fighting fires. Obviously, the captain understood that this was the best way.

While resting, Wen Rensheng asked the old man, "Master, are you the only one on board who knows how to snipe?"

From Wang Wenwen's previous description, he knew that the NPCs in these scenes could communicate. Otherwise, how could Wang Wenwen be hired and rewarded?

The old man glanced at him, and replied happily: "I understand what you mean, yes, I am the only one on this ship, and there is one on every battleship. It is very difficult to mobilize more people, After all, only master-level sniper skills can be effective against such a thick barrel."

"Then are there any other aliens on board who know how to snipe? Experts are fine." Wen Rensheng continued to ask, his eyes burning.

"It's useless for them...wait a minute," the old man was shocked after all, "Could it be that you can temporarily improve their skills to the master level?"

"You can also say that." Wen Rensheng nodded.

His passive boost can be shared with others, but the active boost is not, but the expert level is enough to reach the master level after a passive boost. To know the skills of many aliens, the expert level often means that the expert level is complete, because they will try their best to hone it until it is difficult to improve.

Some abilities have to be used sooner or later to let others know. It is safe to hide them every day, but many precious opportunities will be lost.

For example, now, he didn't know that the more successful the Zhenxi warship was, the greater the post-war reward would be.

The three of Wang Wenwen and the others just repelled a wave of pirates, and they gave petrochemical medicine, which seems funny, but is actually a very heaven-defying drug, from which a lot of black technology can be discovered.

"I know expert-level sniper skills," said the young sailor next to him suddenly. "Most of us who go to the battlefield can master sniper skills in order to improve our self-defense capabilities."

Wen Rensheng immediately asked a sailor to find the captain and asked the other party to mobilize manpower.

Soon, four aliens with expert sniper skills were gathered.

Wen Rensheng also simply taught the resonance method, and after waiting for them to be proficient for a while, he led his people to put the "must hit" BUFF on the four main guns again.

After hearing this news, the captain and the accompanying staff members in the bridge command room immediately became excited.

"Pause the firing of the main gun, the next target, the Royal Princess!"

Then there was another shout at the top of his voice: "Mysterious sniper technique, sure to hit!".

The four main gun barrels flashed blue again.

"Captain, the must-hit effect is ready."

"Take aim at the Royal Princess and fire!"

The four main guns roared at the same time, and after tens of seconds, the watchman sent a message.

"All four hits!"

Then there was an earth-shattering bang!

"Hit the ammunition compartment of the enemy's main turret and explode!"

"The Royal Princess is sinking!"

Everyone in the command room has seen the results of the battle.

In the distance, a battleship broke off in the middle, turned upside down, and began to sink rapidly.

Countless sailors jumped into the sea one after another, and several destroyers nearby rushed over to rescue them.

"Very good!"

"One ship sunk!"

There was joy in the command room.

"This, this is turning the main gun of the 19th century into a guided shell of the 21st century..." Taking advantage of the noise, Wen Rende whispered to Ouyang Ling.

"Is there no enemy?" Ouyang Ling frowned.

As a lawyer among aliens, she certainly knew that opponents who could stand on a stage were often no weaker than her own.

Because if the strength gap between the two sides is too large, this duel will not be fought.

"Of course there are enemies, but they are much less than us," a staff officer explained at this time, "so they tend to save skills like 'Must Hit' and use them at critical times. First, rely on a larger number of battleships Consuming our fighting skills."

"But now, their idea has failed, and I think they will change their strategy soon, and we will be hit with concentrated skills."

Before the staff officer finished speaking, the captain had already issued an order: "Notify the other ships that our ship will retreat temporarily and fight at the limit range, and notify the nearby ships to cover our side."

"Start to turn around, advance parallel to the enemy fleet, and maintain the limit range distance."

The Zhenxi ship immediately turned slowly. The huge battleship was not as flexible as those destroyers, and turning was a very difficult process.

Originally, their tactic was to make a first hit, then rush forward, and after closing the distance, they used the abilities of other aliens to strike as many enemies as possible.

Now that the captain knows that there are almost unlimited "must hits" available, of course he will not continue to rush forward, but will fight at the limit range to avoid torpedoes and ordinary artillery attacks from other warships.

On the battlefield of this big ship and giant cannon, the most important ability at this time is the hit power.

According to the average hit rate of 3%, one battleship is equal to the sum of the firepower of more than 30 battleships, which completely reversed the combat effectiveness of both sides in an instant.

In this era, there are no anti-missile missiles, dense protective formations... After being hit by a large-caliber main gun, you can only rely on armor and luck to resist.

The ammunition of the main battleship is limited, and the main gun barrel also has a limit on the number of shots. The higher the hit rate, the higher the upper limit of output.

At this time, Wen Rende suddenly warned: "No, in 20 seconds, nine large-caliber shells will hit us."

This is the power of his prophecy, which played a role at the moment of life and death.

He felt a little scared in his heart, because he didn't know if he was really dead after being killed in this scene.

And judging from the situation of those American people just now, being hanged is really dead.

"Don't panic, they will handle it." The captain said.

"Mysterious dodge technique, must dodge!"

The shouts of about four or five people faintly spread into the command room.

Then in an instant, a thick fog suddenly appeared on the entire ironclad ship, completely covering the hull.

Wen Rende breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously: "Mr. Captain, why do those colleagues shout before using their skills? Is there any additional effect?"

"I don't know if there are any additional effects. I just know that if they don't shout out, we won't be sure whether it is their result or our own luck." The captain looked out the window seriously and said casually.

There are BUGs in this chapter, which have been corrected and can only be seen in the genuine version.