Chapter 201

"Report! The target leaves the Strait, the course remains unchanged, the relative speed is minus 1.5 knots, and it is expected to contact in 30 minutes!"

"The gap is 3 kilometers away. It's about to leave the gap. It's about to leave the gap!"

"Sail and stand by! After the captain orders to leave the gorge, open the wing sail and accelerate the whole ship!"

"Acceleration warning! Collision warning! The deck personnel are fixed nearby. It is expected that the wind will cut to the right and the estimated speed is 12 knots!"

"Level II combat readiness! Idle personnel shall immediately go to their officers to receive weapons and receive full port warning!"

"Combat readiness!"

As the gap approached, the deck of the lucky horseshoe was in a hurry. The sailors orderly carried out the orders issued one after another, such as acceleration, wind cutting, early warning and side connection

Plural commands are arranged in the mind of each sailor according to the training manual, and then subdivided into each post to form personal instructions to tell them where to go and what to do.

Every sailor knows his duty. Even if he runs around on the deck, he can't find a confused and idle figure. This pair of ability and momentum fully demonstrates the peerless style of the world's second maritime power.

Zierned was intoxicated with the grand start of the lucky horseshoe.

This is his ship. Even though the shipborne firepower is far inferior to those large ships of class IV and class V, with the elite quality of the crew alone, he has the confidence to challenge all opponents below the battleship class.

For example... Those flickering sparks in the distance.

The adjutant ran up with a thick cable: "Captain, considering the inclination of the ship for a while..."

Zierned Shi ran opened his arms: "please fix me in the bow of the ship. I'm going to enjoy the next beautiful scenery here."

"Yes!"

Fortunately, the horseshoes beat the wind and waves, widening on both sides and brightening the field of vision.

Zierned comfortably closed his eyes and opened his heart to embrace the moonlight.

"Come on, Porto son of a bitch, today let you see the speed of America, wing sail..."

"Hook and rope! Throw!"

There was a cry of hissing heart and lungs in his ears. Zilned opened his eyes in panic and saw dozens of hooks and cables flying in the air like snakes.

Sharp claws scrambled to pick up the deck of the lucky horseshoe. Some hooked directly on the hull and suddenly collapsed. Some only scratched shallow claw marks and scraped out a lot of sawdust with the ships.

The most tragic hook caught a sailor. At the high speed of the lucky horseshoe, which reached nearly ten knots, it was suspended without resistance. Its body was elongated and longer like dough, its skin and flesh were cracked, and its spine was segmented.

When he reached the point where he could not pull, he screamed. In front of more than 500 sailors of three warships, he was blocked and divided into two sections. The flesh and blood viscera were scattered all over the sky. The rebounded upper body hit another sailor beside the main mast. With one blow, the unlucky man's chest sank, and there was no vitality.

The lucky horseshoe slowed down suddenly, and the sailors on the deck were prevented from getting out of control because of the previous fixation.

But they soon heard the next order that frightened them: "fire gun, fire!"

The badger and the hornet gathered a team of nearly 200 guns on the side of the ship, fired at the same time with a standard discharge attitude, and aimed at every French sailor bound to the deck like a sentence.

flesh and blood flying in all directions!

There was no artillery, no knife light, and the platoon guns on the sea played no less powerful than the land in this special ambush. The dense lead bullets almost tore the living creatures on the deck to pieces.

When the adjutant died, the young soldier knocked down zilned at the moment when the ambush started, subconsciously turned himself into a shield and blocked nearly 20 bullets with his back.

The dirty blood flowed down the body to zilned's face, highlighting the pale eyeball and the needle like pupil in the center of the eyeball.

Ambush... Ambush?

Zilned watched with disbelief as the badger and wasp were dragged by inertia and hit hard on the side of the lucky horseshoe.

The ships were crowded, and dozens of Red Army soldiers, armed with sailor's knives, shouted to jump to help fight.

This red uniform... British?

Zierned looked dully at the main mast of his opponent, and finally saw the meter flag waving in the wind above the tip of the mast.

The Red Cross is the guardian of St. George, symbolizing England. The oblique cross with white grain on blue background is the guardian of St. Andrew, symbolizing Scotland.

The two sacred guardians gather into one flag to form the strange [meter] word with blue background, red straight and white slant, which is the symbol of the kingdom of Great Britain.

This flag may be seen everywhere on land, but its significance is unique at sea. It is the powerful maritime force leading the whole world and the special reference of the Royal Navy of Great Britain!

The British Navy

Why did they ambush in Martinique

Why did you let Porto's son of a bitch go

Why

Zilned's eyes trembled and saw a tall and straight cold handsome young officer standing in front of him with blood stains.

"Captain nessy zierned?"

Zilned nodded in amazement.

The young officer tutted: "I'm lieutenant colonel of the Royal Navy, the no move unit under the new continental fleet, and the Halloween fleet commander Horatio Nelson. I'm sorry to tell you that in order to protect the operational secrets, please hurry up and pray."

"I'm a senior officer... I should have the right to buy my own life..."

"In this regard... It is estimated that the fleet will organize a temporary military court, and the time of trial materials will be reasonably advanced. It may have to weave some useful charges for you. That's almost it."

"Really... Then my last request..."

Poof!

Without waiting for zilnaed to finish, the sharp command sword had been inserted from his back neck, twisted the cervical spine, and tore the muscles and blood vessels along the way.

Zilned twitched and stared doubtfully at Nelson's military boots. His pupils widened a little and slowly lost the highlight.

Nelson pulled out his sword without expression and said softly, "the gentleman's integrity makes me unable to ignore the petition of the dead. Therefore, you'd better not say anything and be good to everyone."

He put his sword back in its sheath and turned around to sweep the sailors on board: "Mr. Frey, please organize the brave soldiers to sweep the cabin. In two hours, I will deal with the aftermath on this ship."

Young Frey snapped and saluted with his legs: "yes, sir!"

……

The star is still looming in the west, but the East can't wait to show the white fish belly.

In the morning, the sky was blue, and the constant gorge wind at heilingus cape was blowing. The waves beat the rock wall, and burst into white foam, which dissipated the smoke of gunpowder all night.

With a lazy arc, the golden deer sailed out of the end of the sea and sky like a crooked boss. Bell gently pulled the huge warship controlled by * * * into the gap between the three frigates like flowers.

The pilot sailor was stunned by this bold move. Seeing Drake's sailors carrying the ship board and connecting the golden deer and the lucky horseshoe, he forgot to report for a moment.

But to be honest, the golden deer doesn't need boring briefings to refresh its sense of existence. Among the three frigates, she is like a huge floating island. The deck two meters higher stands out from the crowd, and even the people on the deck are particularly tall.

Lorraine ran three or two steps over the shaking board, stepped on the bloody deck of the lucky horseshoe, and saw Nelson in the crowd from a distance.

"Well, the ground is covered with blood and broken meat, the deck is scratched, the sides are scratched, and the sails are even charred... I remember telling you to be careful of my boat."

Nelson snorted coldly, "this is the booty of the Royal Navy. For your beautiful plan, I lost seven brave sailors."

"You have to be more frank, lieutenant. Don't forget that I have invested more than 10000 pounds in this business. Have you ever seen mountains of gold coins? Put 75 kilograms of gold in front of you, and that's a small gold mountain."

Lorraine shook his sleeve with disdain.

"So, please be grateful. It's a soldier's honor to die in battle, and a 30% new brig can't even get back to me."

Nelson blinked: "30% new?"

"Every businessman knows that the market is far more just than God. I am willing to swear to God for my evaluation."

"But aren't you a pagan?"

"Don't care about the details, Tim, I'm a pagan, you're not!"

The black line full of ships

Nelson stared at Lorraine and murmured, "I didn't believe you were a good businessman until I talked business with you..."

"Input, output, thank you for your patronage."

So it was settled. Bell was appointed as the temporary captain of the lucky horseshoe, equipped with 50 sailors of the golden deer, and rushed to the nearby British colony grinnada to supplement the sailors at the first time.

Before the end of the Halloween operation, the ship will be employed by the Drake chamber of Commerce and under Nelson's command together with the golden deer. It is not allowed to leave the operation in any form.

This is certainly not the result of that game dialogue.

In the sail age, armed merchant ships had no less combat effectiveness than low-level warships, and the number was more.

In order to make full use of this civilian armed force, all countries have a complete employment system.

The forms of employment are generally divided into employment and recruitment.

Conscription is forced conscription. The state will give cash compensation to the personnel, materials, ships and other things incorporated into the military sequence according to the legal standards. From then on, the military template will be applied without special treatment.

Employment is more common, such as Lorraine's relationship with Nelson.

This kind of employment is free. Britain will not provide Lorraine with salary, calculate military merit, and will not compensate for losses.

Correspondingly, Lorraine has the right to refuse tasks that he believes are too risky. At the same time, he also has limited and inviolable control over the materials he has seized, which is recorded as destruction and sinking in his military exploits.

The so-called limited means that the chamber of Commerce generally does not allow the ownership of warships above the battleship level, that is, even if Lorraine seizes large warships above level 3, Britain also has the absolute priority to redeem them at the market price, which is even higher than Lorraine's control.

The ownership of the lucky horseshoe is a special case.

It takes a lot of money to carry out the hearty arsonist action. Nelson doesn't have any money and needs Lorraine to advance money. Now the action is successful. The lucky horseshoe is the debt paid by Nelson, which is classified into Lorraine's name in the name of Lorraine's capture, and for those soldiers, it is recorded into the sinking.

This state is established by convention. From a certain point of view, it is also a special way for the army to thank businessmen for their achievements, which is no different from taking care of themselves.

More than half an hour later, bell, who had completed the handover, rushed into the deep ocean in a bloody warship. Lorraine and Nelson stood side by side at the stern of the badger, raising their heads and looking at a series of "wind bells" at the mouth of the gorge.

The wind chimes are strung by hundreds of French people hanging on the cliff. There is no struggle and no interest. Zilned's senior officer's clothes float on the top and look particularly conspicuous against the wind.

Lorraine touched his nose: "Lieutenant, you hanged all the prisoners like this?"

"Most of them are dead, and a few are hanging living people. I remember 87."

"Never die..."

"What we pursue is not to die?" Nelson smiled. "I picked the 20 people with the worst mental state and put them back. Those madmen will bring the Defense Fleet, and then there will be a bloody battle..."

"There are fifteen days left. We'll choose the battlefield." Lorraine whistled in response to the silent bells. "It's exciting."

"So don't die."

"One is breakeven and two are profitable. You know what? I have never done a loss making business since I went to sea."