Chapter 168

"Wind southwest West, wind speed five knots, stroke! Target Bridgeton, golden deer, anchor!"

On April 24, 1779, the golden deer, which became the flagship of Lorraine again, hung a pure white pansy flag high, loaded with elite sailors, slowly left Luxi fishing port, turned around under Lorraine's command, set sail and broke the waves.

For the first time, Lorraine really felt the wonder of dividing the two corners. Mingming only returned to Luxi for more than ten days. Mingming was still fighting on the lake of Pontchartrain not long ago. Mingming's collection of dust was not washed and his memory is still fresh

Standing in the bow of the golden deer, he still felt long lost.

Sure enough, Edward KENWAY's battle is Edward's. Lorraine Drake has not commanded a ship at sea for more than two months. Such a long repair is almost unimaginable for a man at sea.

He seemed to hear every joint of his body making a hard friction sound. The sea breeze added new oil to them. The joints twisted with the waves. He urgently needed a practical exploration to make them run in again and rejuvenate.

It is worth celebrating that Nelson is ready for his adventure in Bridgeton, Barbados and the Windward Islands.

Now it is the focus of the Caribbean Sea, where British, French and Dutch warships gather, with Barbados and Martinique as the fulcrum, covering the whole sea area of the Windward Islands.

Lorraine smelled the smell of the war, and unlike previous battles, this is a real battle, from the current world to the strongest in the world to launch a formal challenge.

"How exciting..."

The successful white ear stepped on the barrier and jumped onto Lorraine's shoulder. With a meow, he licked Lorraine's face with his warm little tongue, then fell down contentedly, curled up, narrowed his eyes and dozed.

Haina and Noah smiled and appeared behind white ears.

"White ear doesn't like Edward." Hannah poked white ear's small head. "The marriage fat that adjusts skin color has a strange smell, covering your taste."

Lorraine shrugged noncommittally: "Jenny and McCarthy like it very much. On Edward's shoulder, they don't have to worry about white ears."

"It's a pity that Carmen is still in New Orleans. Jenny and McCarthy don't want to leave her."

"It's right to keep her. The next thing has no place for her. It's more valuable for her to stay in New Orleans."

Noah blinked curiously: "Captain, do you know what we're going to do?"

"Although the information is incomplete, Lieutenant Colonel Nelson invited him to participate in the war as a mercenary. As for the combat mission, it's not important. Someone will always tell us."

"Join the war?" Noah's face turned white. "With the regular Navy?"

"I don't know." Lorraine shrugged helplessly. "After all, the times are different. In the Francis era, privateers are the backbone of the Navy. Even in the face of the regular Navy, they are not at a disadvantage. Now... Class III ships are another world. With firepower like the golden deer, they don't even have the qualification to join the battle line."

"Three levels up?"

"There are 74 class III ships, 90 to 98 class II ships, 110 class I ships, and the main battle gun cabin is 32 pounds. Of course, there are no class I ships in the new world. The most powerful are those cutting-edge class III ships. Sir Parker's flagship, the Duke of Wales, has the most guns and the largest body."

Noah nodded vaguely, making Lorraine puff with laughter.

"Don't worry, mercenaries have the right to examine and choose their own combat tasks. I won't let us become cannon fodder."

"Yes!"

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Although the sailors were divided into two groups, the combat effectiveness of the golden deer was not greatly affected, thanks to Bell's participation and the elite of the sailors.

During the voyage, the golden deer was fully manned. There were 250 sailors on board. 20 of them were old people who had followed Lorraine since the era of the butterfly, and 50 were elites selected from England. They drove the golden deer to conquer the Atlantic high latitude route with high winds and waves.

Of the remaining 180 people, 106 have naval service experience, with a minimum service life of two years, and there are no documented bad deeds. The last 74 are strong and healthy young people, aged between 14 and 18, who are the most suitable interns.

This kind of spindle personnel structure, which takes into account trust, ability and motivation, is moderate and stable. It denounces old Leonard's style everywhere. It is thick and tough, which is deeply loved by Lorraine.

Seafarers, on the other hand, have as many jobs as ever.

At the side of the ship, the newly added bell is highly valued. He is the helmsman and the second mate. He is responsible for sailing command.

Haina presides over the lookout and chief mate. Noah and Daniel have the same functions and are still responsible for divination and medical treatment. Pierce lowers the sail and kitchen, and acharin is in charge of the third mate.

On the combat side, the acharins gun, bell took the sail and rudder, Haina and Noah took the side, Pierce was the hunter, and Daniel was the logistics.

In addition, Lorraine has an overview of all affairs on both sides to find out and fill vacancies. Even if it is not easy, it can ensure enough smoothness in operation.

It's all thanks to bell.

This tired and lazy guy is not inferior to Lorraine in skill and inherits from Lorraine. Under the condition of insufficient manpower, he has almost undertaken all the previous work of Haina and nearly half of the functions of Karen and Katrina. As soon as he got on the ship, he showed an indispensable particularity and complemented Lorraine.

His performance convinced jacarin and pierce, and also confirmed the reason why Lorraine attached importance to him.

Only Haina is worried about this.

Apart from Lorraine and chuck, she knew the most about bell, because Lorraine would hardly hide anything from her.

Because of this, when white ears are tired of skewing enough, Noah takes it back to the cabin, Haina stands next to Lorraine again.

Bell's light behind the steering wheel can be clearly seen from the position of the bow

"Lorraine."

"Huh?"

"Will you hide the trial records?"

Lorraine shook his head with a bitter smile. "I don't care if bell and Shaq Drake become enemies, but bell looks much more stubborn than him. If he knows about it, I don't know how he will react."

"But paper can't stop fire."

"It can't be wrapped, so those papers are now ashes." Lorraine scratched his nose. "There are three trial records. Two have disappeared, and the remaining one will disappear before we return to New Orleans. Although the navy is corrupt, their execution has always been trusted."

"What if there are sequelae?"

"It's hard to repeat. Legally speaking, the original has the value of overturning the case, and the clerk's archival record can only be used for reference. That is to say, once three originals are burned, bell is equivalent to being secretly pardoned."

"So are you going to be when it never happened?"

"I will give bell a chance to retaliate. When retaliation has an effect, I may tell him to open this knot."

"Is this the best choice?"

"What's the best..." Lorraine shook his head. "It's just homeopathy. Shaq... What the hell is that bastard thinking!"