Chapter 172

[c.e.1779, May 3, breeze, three festivals]

[west longitude: 60.8, north latitude: 14.7, sea area outside Martinique]

[when writing this, the time was pointing to 11:24 p.m.]

[according to the tradition of sea gymnastics, I should have been in a dream like most sailors, rather than writing today's second diary with a feather pen]

[the last log records the voyage before 6 o'clock tonight. This log I'm going to record the next war]

[we are moored on the calm Atlantic by drifting]

[this place is only three kilometers away from the coastline of khayawi Peninsula protruding from the east of Martinique island. When the weather is fine, I can easily see the shadow of the coast even without passing through the lookout tower]

Halloween is about to begin... Tonight, right here

[nearly half of the sailors on the golden deer are preparing for the final landing battle. All the sailors are at their posts. Everyone seems very excited, even little pierce]

[I think this is probably the charm of military action different from conspiracy]

[of course, it would be better if the landing plan could be more detailed]

[the current plan is run by company commander Rashid of the eighth company]

[in the last negotiation before sailing, he finally achieved the minimum openness. In response to his honesty, Nelson entrusted the command of the landing war related to the life and death of the army to him]

[this is naturally good for the upcoming amphibious warfare, but for me...]

[Rashid is really not good at making a living on the sea. Even if he has outstanding strategy and intelligence, he still lacks experience related to the sea]

[as a layman, when making a plan for the first time, he can consider keeping the berthing position away from the traditional route, facing the leeward cliff and avoiding land observation, which is probably the limit at this stage]

[not bad, sloppy, Nelson hinted that I would not comment on the plan and give the interim commander full authority, at least before landing]

[mutual trust, if you don't accumulate, you can't go as far as a thousand miles. Even if you over correct, it has its value. This must be Nelson's idea]

[speaking...]

[one end of the action is the Navy and army that lack trust, and the other end is the employer and mercenary who cooperate for the first time. Nelson tied his future to such a combination. Is it the natural self-confidence of successful people in history? Or is his vision so high that he made too many enemies and couldn't get the support of the army?]

[probably the latter]

[that's a privilege exclusive to genius...]

At this point, there was a knock on the door outside the cabin. Lorraine put down his pen, put away his logbook and opened the cabin door.

Outside the door stood a tall, thin and cold white haired young man with a straight body and a dull expression.

He is the second lieutenant in charge of the eighth company, Harry Sheffield, and the first lieutenant under Rashid. Together with the Sergeant Sergeant Lorin has not met, he is the big three of the eighth company. In terms of status, he is roughly equivalent to the first mate on the ship. He is the chief housekeeper of the company and the successor of the first commander.

As an accompanying officer of the golden deer, Lorraine did not have much impression on him. The most profound thing was the introduction of Rashid to him before boarding.

"This is idiot Harry. He will take care of the arms on your ship in the next few days. If necessary, he can also participate in the naval battle and do what he can. By the way, his brain is not very good. If there is anything he needs to do, please give clear instructions from the president and don't give some ambiguous hints. Thank you."

It can be seen that Harry Sheffield is an activist.

The action faction looked at Lorraine, with gray eyes motionless and lips slightly open: "Mr. deputy commander, your excellency asked me to inform you that the landing war is ready. Please board the submachine boat within ten minutes. Don't let him wait too long."

"Please tell your Excellency the commander that I will board the boat on time."

"Yes, sir!"

After a standard military salute, ha turned around and trotted downstairs. Lorraine went back to the cabin, took a pair of knives, fastened his belt, and soon stood in front of his sailors.

"Haina, Noah and acharin boarded the boat with me. During my absence, bell was in charge of the golden deer command and pierce assisted."

Everyone should be at peace.

"By the way, are the rigging and rope ladder ready?"

Acharin shrugged his shoulders: "it's hard to put it on the boat. That sissy thinks the rope ladder occupies too much space, but boat No. 1 is all our people. You can guess."

"The governor asked us to fully respect his authority, acharin." Lorraine frowned gently. "Find two tarpaulins to cover the rope ladder and tell the commander that it was a gun."

"Cover it in his face?"

"You can ask him to close his eyes and be sincere."

“AYA！”

……

Not long after, Lorraine and the sailors jumped into the boat and looked up to see captain Rashid with an iron face.

The moon was like water. The captain was sitting in the middle of the boat with his legs in his arms and his cheeks puffed fiercely: "Lorraine Drake, are you not satisfied with my landing plan?"

"It's not that serious. At least I'll follow the instructions of the supervisor before landing. There's no doubt."

"Then why do you have to prepare a rope ladder!"

"Why?" Lorraine chuckled. "Maybe... I like to sit higher?"

It was impossible for such a conversation to continue. Six submachine boats carrying more than 100 advance members armed to the teeth slowly left the ship, rowed and silently slid to the dark shadow of the distant coast.

Rowling's No. 1 boat is the leader of the advance team. Acharin stands at the stern with a wind lamp to guide the subsequent boats. Haina half kneels at the bow and looks ahead. Rowling and Rashid sit face to face in the middle of the boat, with a rough map in the middle, which briefly depicts the coastline of Martinique island.

The waves on the sea were quite big, and the surge of more than half a meter kept shaking the boat for a moment. The crew of the golden deer seemed unaware, forming a sharp contrast with the gentlemen from the eighth company.

It is said that they had just had a snack before the action. At this moment, they are probably full of the idea that they will regret

Through the bright moonlight, Rashid stretched out his hand and pointed on the map: "this is the kahavi peninsula at the easternmost end of Martinique, that is, the coastline in front of us. Its shape is wide in the middle and narrow at both ends. At the junction with the island, there are two companies to be stationed in the East."

"The peninsula is high in the South and low in the north, sparsely populated, and the main body is covered by dense tropical forests. There are many cliffs in the south, with the highest altitude of more than 50 meters. There is the only port suitable for large ships to dock in Galion Bay, but it is too deep, and it is the port under the jurisdiction of latrinite, which is easy to beat grass and frighten snakes. There are continuous narrow sandy beaches in the north facing the wind, and the water depth is shallower. If large ships want to dock, they have to wait Can rely on the private pier there. "

"I investigated the information of all four plantations on the peninsula. Two of them have private docks. The private pier of Marty manor is only 30 kilometers away from latrinite. It is said that Mr. Marty is still a member of the town and is not suitable as a landing point. The other is Robert manor."

"Mr. Robey is a new pioneer who moved to Martinique two years ago. The manor is located at the easternmost end of the peninsula and is far away from the island and other manors. There is not even a decent road. The intelligence says that the land transaction is suspected of fraud. Mr. Robey once complained to latrinite and got unfair treatment. I think it is my current stage The best foothold. "

"My plan is..."

A sudden surge interrupted Rashid's words. The beautiful captain looked tight, covered his mouth and gave a "Oh" wail from the depths of his throat.

Lorraine looked at him with a smile: "commander, are you seasick?"

"Damn it!" Rashid cursed at the sea. "It's not windy today. I didn't think the waves were so big when I was on the badger..."

"It's not the wind and waves on the sea, it's the tides. It's high tide now. We're too close to the coastline, so we feel the waves very clearly."

"How big is the tide?"

"For the ocean, the surge of half a meter high is almost zero, but the submachine is just a flat bottom boat. If the harmless surge acts on us, it will become the current situation."

"Damn it! Damn it!" Rashid took a deep breath. "Whatever, let's go on."

"In order to seize the Robert wharf, we have to turn along the coastline to the north bank and from the beach..."

Lorraine suddenly interrupted him, "Sir, I have an objection."

"What?"

"Listen to us. Although the advance team is composed of sea and land, the main force of the battle is your command, a total of 80 people. It's less than a kilometer away. I've heard the sound of retching. I'm worried that when we detour to the north, this advance team has lost its combat effectiveness."

"What do you say!"

"Since the villa of Luobei manor is built on the cliff..." Luolin stretched out his finger and tapped twice in a corner of the map. "My opinion is very simple. Climb and land, and raid Luobei manor from the south side."