Chapter 29: The ōtsu Incident

  However, this means that the production of our own torpedoes must begin. This is not particularly difficult, as at this time the torpedoes are still powered by compressed air and have a very short range, and also lack gyroscopes, making it possible to attack only stationary targets in good sea conditions. Trying to hit a moving warship with this thing is simply impossible, one Mk 8 steam-powered torpedo would be enough to destroy everything.

  It all boils down to a matter of processing precision. The shell and simpler parts are made by Bofors, while the critical components are manufactured by the beauty, thus thoroughly ensuring control over it.

  Took Woolf aboard his own yacht, examined the two large diesel engines, then took him directly to Newcastle at 28 knots, letting him thoroughly appreciate the charm of the new engine, and before they even arrived, Woolf was completely won over.

  No massive boilers, no coal piled high on the deck, no towering smokestacks, and no dozens or even hundreds of sailors to attend a steam engine. In the empty engine room, two small (in his view) diesel engines hummed quietly (also in his view), propelling the triple-body yacht like a seagull gliding across the water's surface.

  Good heavens, this is simply the most perfect engine; just think what it would mean if a battleship were equipped with such machines - how much of its heavy burden would be eliminated, and how much more armor and big guns could be added to increase its fighting power.

  "Mr. Yang, I have to say, this is a perfect machine." Although he knew it wasn't suitable for him to say so, the excited Woolf couldn't help but express his feelings.

  "But there are also limitations, fuel! If we really apply this engine on a large scale, it means that we have opened up a whole new era, the era of petroleum!" Yang Feng said calmly.

  "That oil company should be pleased," said Woolf with a shrug of his shoulders.

  After arriving at the Armstrong company, Yang Feng drove the Parrot Shell into the dock and personally locked up the power compartment. He left a dozen or so bodyguards and two Jin Yuan company employees to guard it. To this action of his, Woolf did not show any dissatisfaction, and immediately took him to visit the armored cruiser being built at the Elswick shipyard.

  This over 3,000-ton giant ship's hull has basically taken shape, and the next step is to install its power system and weapon systems. It is estimated that in about half a year, it can be delivered to Sweden's Karlskrona Shipyard, where various external armor and 120mm cannons will be installed.

  Looking at his future warship, Yang Feng suddenly thought of his opponent.

  "I heard that Japanese people ordered two new-style cruisers from your company, I don't know if it's true or not?" This guy suddenly asked the Woolf beside him.

  "No, at least not yet!" Woolf shook his head and said, looking like he wasn't lying, after all the relationship between Yang Feng and Amstrad was far beyond what the Japanese could compare to.

  "Maybe I heard it wrong," Yang Feng said nonchalantly, actually at this time the Japanese had not placed an order yet, mainly because they didn't have the money, His Majesty the Emperor was calling on citizens to cut back and save up to buy warships.

  After watching his own warship, Yang Feng attended a welcome banquet held by William George Armstrong, the boss of the Armstrong company, and formally confirmed the intention to cooperate with Andrew Noble, the actual manager of the Armstrong company. The next day, under the supervision of Majifen, who arrived in Black Arrow, six 6-inch quick-firing guns and a batch of shells were loaded onto a cargo ship, and then drove the Black Arrow back to London, while Majifen escorted the six quick-firing guns back to China.

  As soon as he returned to London, Yang Feng was invited by the fool to attend a ball. The foolish prince is now more and more inseparable from Yang Feng's Wan Aiko and Toto. Under his promotion, these two things have been popular in the British aristocratic circle. Yang Feng even worries that if he can't go back for two years and cut off the supply, will those angry dukes and princes tear themselves apart.

  This guy and his yacht became the main topic of conversation among these boring people at the ball, with some idiots even complaining that he didn't invite them to visit.

  "Your Highness, the Parrot Shell is currently being refurbished at the Amstron shipyard. Once the refurbishment is complete, I will invite all friends to come aboard my ship and experience the thrill of speed." Yang Feng said with a smile.

  Two people were talking, when a Russia's last queen, dressed in sparkling jewels, walked over with a young man in his twenties who was smiling intimately at her. Yang Feng almost thought he was her future husband, but then remembered that Nicholas II was probably touring Japan around this time.

  "Your Highness, it's been several months since we last met, and you're becoming more and more beautiful." Yang Feng said with a smile.

  "Yang, you have your skincare products to thank for that." Princess Alice, or Alex, smiled and said.

  "Who is this?" Yang Feng turned his head to look at the man beside her.

  "This is my brother," said Alice.

  "Your Highness, I apologize for the rudeness." Yang Feng hastily bowed and said, her brother seemed to have only one, the future last Grand Duke of Hesse Ernst Ludwig, but this guy seemed like a glass, Yang Feng took a look at Ernst Ludwig's passionate smile, suddenly had a chilling feeling.

  "He's your admirer!" The princess covered her small mouth and giggled.

  "Ah?!" Yang Feng looked at him with some confusion.

  "It's truly unbelievable that such wise and emotional poems could come from the hands of a young Oriental like you." Old Glass stretched out his hand to Yang Feng with a shocked expression.

  "Ah, I should say they came from my heart." Mr. Yang said with a pretentious tone, only now remembering that he had plagiarized some parts of Khalil Gibran's "Sand and Foam" since wet people are more popular nowadays, it seems this guy was overwhelmed by these wise poems.

  It seems that being a plagiarist is still a promising career, looking back at the things Tagore wrote about being infatuated with Japanese geishas in his book "The Flight of Birds", I wonder what he would think if he saw them now.

  This guy is maliciously thinking about his plagiarism career, while responding to the flattery of Ludwig's downstairs, although it seems a bit absent-minded, but the wet people should be like this, you see which poet looks like a dog, of course, except for our wet person.

  At this moment, a vampire rushed in hastily, looking at his expression, something big must have happened. Yang Feng thought about today's date and seemed to vaguely remember what it was.

  "Your Excellencies, I have just received a telegram. The Russian Crown Prince, who is currently visiting Japan, has been assassinated by the Japanese!" said the vampire with a serious face.

  "Heavens, poor Nicholas!" Princess Alex heard the terrible news about her sweetheart and nearly fainted.

  "Your Highness doesn't have to worry, the Crown Prince only suffered a minor injury, but it's said that his face was disfigured." The vampire hastily said.

  "Hah, who made him like running to that kind of place?" The fool said with a schadenfreude tone, ignoring Princess Alex's angry gaze, he knew that the main reason why his proposal to his cousin was rejected was because of the Russian crown prince.

  Among the surrounding shocked murmurs, Mr. Yang shook his head regretfully and said, "Now you all know why I don't like this country!"

  The ōtsu incident gave him a handle on the Japanese, and the next day's Ming Pao stopped all other reporting, including the eagerly anticipated serialization of John Carter of Mars, to devote a special section to discussing the wicked nature of the Japanese people, especially bringing up their past as pirates who plundered China's coastlines, portraying the Japanese as more terrifying than devils with horns.

  Then deeply analyzed the national characteristics, history and various strange customs of Japan, as well as the greed for expansion as an island nation. Although many contents here are easy to cause British people's sense of substitution, it is precisely because of this that they can give them the deepest feeling.

  When a robber turns into a law enforcer and puts on a cloak of civilization, he is always filled with anger towards his successors. When the British see that there is a nation in the East that is replicating their own rise to power, they will absolutely not have any affection for them.

  However, this time the Japanese embassy did not come out to debate with Ming Pao. The previous defeat had already made them understand that in such matters, the best choice is to shut up and let those despicable Chinese people talk to themselves. Besides, there's no way to argue about this matter, the slap on the face of the Russian crown prince cannot be erased. Now the best approach is to pretend to be pitiful and win the sympathy of Europeans with a soft image. Anyway, Russians are not very welcome either.

  Unfortunately, even if they didn't take the bait, Boss Yang had a way to deal with it. If the Japanese wouldn't show up, he would himself. While this guy was recklessly slandering the Japanese in Ming Pao, he also paid for hatchet men to strongly support the Japanese in other newspapers, and then Ming Pao and the papers that took his money would refute them, the other side would counter-refute, and this side would again refute, at which point it wouldn't be necessary for him to spend any more money. The heat of the ōtsu incident had already surpassed that of the previous Japanese AV problem.

  Of course, this was just his little entertainment, spending a small amount of money to get a good mood. Now Boss Yang is not short of money because the beautiful female avatar had a great harvest in the treasure hunt activity in the Gulf of Mexico. When he saw the cabin full of gold and jewels, he got so excited that he almost stuck to the wall to kiss the beautiful female avatar

  Tens of tons of gold, over 40 tons of silver, and nearly a ton of various jewels, this is just the achievement of less than a month of beautiful female portraits. If you scan for a year, it will be hundreds of tons? Moreover, this is only the Mexican Gulf, what about other seas? Especially on the most important North Atlantic route, I'm afraid several thousand tons are not a problem.

  "Damn it, how much good stuff did these colonizers snatch back then? Just the gold that sank is already in the thousands of tons, let alone what they transported back to their country, which must be several times more?" Yang's eyes immediately burst into flames of anger.

  "Plunder everything! Leave nothing behind and let these devils live through the days of eating black bread again." The man said viciously.