Chapter 225

The rumble of heavy artillery resounded over the wharf, the dike collapsed and the stone sank.

Drake's sailors had the experience of ground attack in lerobel. This time, they replaced the 24 pound heavy gun and performed the word destroy brilliantly.

This probably stems from the natural hatred of the shore defense fort in the sailor's soul. No one, including Lorraine, can stand being targeted by the fort.

In the first round, the function of the fort against the sea was destroyed. The main goal was to collapse its stone gun cabin to ensure that there was no place for the soldiers operating the gun.

In the second round, the body of the fort was destroyed. The target moved down and moved to the towering base. One base was so strong that even the shells of heavy guns could not be destroyed. Then continue to move down and attack the wharf seawall carrying the fort.

There are countless heavy shells dropped by the Andes. In a word, after the four-wheel cruise, the three forts that can actually reach the safety of Drake's ships have completely disappeared, turned into rubble and rotten iron, and slid into the deep seabed together with the limited, long unidentified human bodies.

Lorraine tracked the perspective of the confrontation crowd with a telescope with great interest.

Rashid returned to the shore and hid in the nearest place to the sea with Le Francois's fateful mayor, probably ready to jump into the sea to survive.

The three giants under him looked pale and reached the middle line of the confrontation. They danced with the rhythm of the artillery. They didn't know whether they were dancing to relieve the emotions of both sides, or did they bother to find far fetched reasons for the artillery attack again and again.

In short, their work was fruitful. After a whole hour of shelling, both sides succeeded in not wiping their guns and getting off fire.

Lorraine couldn't tell whether he was happy or sorry at the bottom of his heart, but now that the self-protection action was over, of course, he should perform his duty to his comrades in arms.

"The lucky horseshoe is on alert to enter Hong Kong to receive refugees and friendly forces in an orderly manner. The Andes is close and horizontal. Remember that all those who raise guns on the shore are targets. Don't take it lightly."

Under his command, bell personally steered and drove the lucky horseshoe into the berth with a difficult reverse. The sail did not drop and the anchor did not sink. He only tied the hull with two thick sail cables. Even if the board could not be laid flat at all, he should retain the privilege of leaving at any time.

The whole ship's sailors gathered on the main deck and lined up on both sides with long guns. The hammer of each gun is ready to fire, with the muzzle flat and slightly upward.

After barely stopping, the sailors in charge of ship operation began to throw ropes at the trestle. Only four people were hoisted up at a time. After coming up, they were stuffed into the stern cabin and were not allowed to stay on the deck for a moment.

It took nearly two hours for 200 soldiers of the eighth company, 227 surviving refugees and more than 400 people in the receiving area.

With fewer and fewer hostages on the shore, the slaves on the wharf became more and more restless. In order to appease them, Lorraine had to order the upper auxiliary guns to shoot at the empty field. The guns attracted more slaves, but at least the scene became calm again.

At about 3 a.m., the last four hostages were hoisted onto the deck. Bell hurriedly ordered to cut off the binding cables. He couldn't even wait to take back the thick ropes. The lucky horseshoe rushed forward and ran away from the embankment, and everyone on board turned upside down.

Lorraine took a deep breath, watched the lucky horseshoe run farther and farther, and suddenly ordered.

"Slaughter is the most barbaric act in the world. Gentlemen and ladies, it has nothing to do with country and belief. Since we embrace civilization, we have the obligation to avenge civilization."

Acharin's voice followed Lorraine's.

"Pay attention to the whole gun! Shotgun, straight ahead, full shot, release!"

The thick smoke of gunpowder shrouded the half side of the Andes in an instant, and a few tenths of a second later, the sound of artillery was overwhelming.

Sander, who personally presided over the overall situation of the wharf in order to cooperate with laisid's acting, stared in disbelief.

"Savior, you plan on me!!!!!"

……

Perfect ending, probably.

Before the slaves remembered to use the distant fort and the land cannon outside the city, the Andes dropped four rounds of shrapnel and raised its sails to escape.

She was greeted with heartbreaking cheers from the stern of the lucky horseshoe.

Soon after, the Halloween fleet met off the coast of Le Francois, and the commanders of the operation gathered on the temporary flagship Jupiter. Before Lorraine could say anything, he saw laisid leading a big red bellied gentleman up the deck.

His eyes searched among the commanders in Chinese clothes. He soon found Lorraine in civilian clothes and tall in military uniform, and then jumped up excitedly.

"You... Are you the current captain of the Andes? Captain Rashid's boss, the commander of the rescue operation, Mr. Drake?"

Lorraine rolled her eyes to find Rashid.

Leisid shrugged indifferently, came up and said, "as you think, this is Sir Allen, the mayor of Le Francois."

Lorraine nodded and put on a sincere but not too close smile: "Lorraine Jonathan Drake, Drake chamber of Commerce, says hello to you."

The Jazz didn't care about Lorraine's reserve and stepped forward to hold Lorraine's hand.

"Mr. Drake, you are a real hero! Your decision saved the lives of Le Francois, and your last shelling avenged my dead compatriots!"

"I just made the decision that a civilized man should make, sir." Lorraine broke away without trace. "Even in the national war, mankind should not forget the teachings of the Lord. Kindness and humanity are the principles we adhere to, and any temptation should not and cannot override them."

"That's very good!" cried the knight in his eyes. "That's very good, Mr. Drake!"

At this time, the annoying Rashid came up again and explained in a voice that seemed to have no emotion: "Sir remembered his wife and son killed by the mob. When we arrived at the city hall, the mob had broken through the main door. It's a pity that we only saved Sir and his young children."

So Lorraine could only comfort her conscience: "I'm sorry for the change."

The knight wiped away his tears and resolutely raised his head: "my experience is only a trivial part of the whole Le Francois tragedy. 4762 citizens and only 227 were lucky to be saved. This is all my sin. I am not qualified to be sad until I have stated this sin to God and the king!"

"You're too harsh on yourself..." Lorraine carefully considered the words. "Sir, although it's a little untimely at this time... Le Francois's survivors are being taken in on the enemy's warship. They are very frightened and can't see the future."

"In order not to let this good deed end in vain, you should stay with them until the messenger of France takes you back to your motherland. At the same time, I will order my crew to reduce contact with you, but you can rest assured that there will be no shortage of food, water, medicine and warm clothes. I guarantee with my honor..."

"You're right!" the Sir shrugged. "I... I shouldn't leave my people now. God sent you and your crew, but not everyone can get the revelation of God! I should go back, I should go back!"

"Captain Rashid." Lorraine glared at Rashid. "Please send the Jazz back to the lucky horseshoe immediately, and then take my order to captain Judea. Thank you."

"That's what I should do, sir."

Rashid took the Jazz away quickly. In a state of unease, the Jazz even forgot to say goodbye to Nelson, the real master of the fleet.

But Nelson didn't say anything until their boat left. He and Collinwood blocked Lorraine on the railing together.

"Drake, I have many questions to answer. Why did the planned pick-up delay three hours? Why did you fire in the process? And why did the mayor of Le Francois come to your ship?"

"I have to think about how to report the whole thing to you concisely..." Lorraine rubbed his eyebrows painfully. "Before that, I remember when I put in infantry, did I capture a manor owner and his family?"

"Yes, Mr. Robey of Robey manor. What's the matter?"

"Where are they now?"

"Barbados, the idea at that time was that he could not disclose our news until the Halloween operation was over..."

"Sure enough..." Lorraine sighed sadly. "I remember I promised him to return the manor to him when the war was over."

Nelson looked strange: "do you like that remote manor?"

"No, it's just possible that I have to break my promise..."