Chapter 376

The French fleet is plotting a victory, preparing to hit the continental sub fleet in Chesapeake Bay, so as to wash away the humiliation played by Peter Parker in the Windward Islands.

Outsiders may never be able to explore the twisted and tangled feelings between the Drake brothers, just as bell has no way to know what kind of mind Lorraine is seeking to contact Shaq.

He just went to find Emmons after midnight as usual, but he learned from old Barry that Emmons passed him and left New Orleans in a hurry two hours ago.

Bad luck seemed to entangle Bell's ankle from this moment on.

He tried to contact Shaq's hidden line in New Orleans, which was lost.

He reported to Lorraine overnight. Lorraine sent the green dew to Charles Town, Bermuda to look for Leonard. Two days later, Leonard set out to return to Britain ten days ago in order to buy the largest private shipyard on St. George's Island

This is the real claw.

Leonard holds 60% of a series of secret agents of the Federation. At the same time, he is also the main communication bridge between the chamber of Commerce and smuggling business. Without his assistance, Carmen's work was delayed for at least ten days, and even the information sent to Shaq lost the most suitable messenger.

After all, this is a sensitive time. The sailors in New Orleans, including Lorraine, can be expected to be under galvis's surveillance. Overly sensitive actions may produce a series of adverse chemical reactions, but not the sailors in New Orleans... Pierce, Noah and Daniel are not suitable for transmitting this information. Karen and acharin are too far away to solve the urgent need.

After thinking about it, Lorraine finally decided to take risks, let bell group board the road sign, get off the ship in the vast sea and go straight to the Royal Navy dock in Bermuda.

The road sign set sail on the fifth day after the meeting, and bell boarded Bermuda on the seventh day, but such a compact arrangement finally threw itself into the air. Bell failed to see Shaq and finally failed to hand over the vital information.

Where the hell is Shaq?

Time goes back to noon a few days ago, the day after Lorraine and galvis met, Bermuda, Royal Navy dock.

In Shaq's office, the simple captain Armani looked angry.

"Sir, this is a conspiracy!"

"Are the bureaucrats of the Admiralty made up of blind people and dementia? Have they forgotten the integrity and honor of nobles and gentlemen?"

"In your term of office, the blockade rate of the mainland sub fleet on Chesapeake Bay was as high as 68%, and the rounds under your personal supervision even climbed to 79%. This rate is unprecedented, which is the peak of the mainland sub fleet since the turmoil in North America. The data is almost twice the average of your previous two terms, and the number of ships actually sunk and captured has also reached 1.5 times!"

"Can't they see it? How can they turn a blind eye to such a brilliant record! How can... How can they shamelessly blame you for all the responsibility of the Continental Army for obtaining armed assistance!"

"God will be ashamed of them!"

"Sir, you should appeal, especially now that the situation in North America is becoming more and more tense, you should stand up and plead for such chaos, such as going directly to Buckingham...!"

"You're too noisy, captain."

The words are not enough. Armani's enthusiasm is interrupted by the laziness outside the door.

The bleary eyed Emmons scratched his head and opened the door. His beard was torn and dusty, but at the moment when he looked at Shaq, he was all solemnized.

"Lieutenant, I'm back."

"Night flight?"

"Bought a life-threatening fishing boat, set sail at 6 p.m. and landed 20 minutes ago."

Shack nodded silently, "have you read the letter I brought you?"

"I've seen it at least twenty times on the ship," Emmons said softly and endlessly. "Do you think it's pressure or protection?"

"I don't know..." a daze flashed in shack's eyes. "Someone took a fancy to the merit hidden in the war and was eager to squeeze me out of my current position. This is not the first time. I'm not surprised at all."

"But this time, while delivering the official letter, the messenger also brought messages from Deputy Minister lindham and Lord hood. The Deputy Minister reminded me to pay attention to the movements of French warships and guard against the guns outside the intelligence; the Lord's words were somewhat vague. He only said that it was Drake's dereliction of duty as an aristocrat that Tavistock had not convened a ball for too long."

Emmons frowned and covered his chin.

As a think tank of shack, he knew for a long time that the political support for shack's success lies in the love of his Majesty George III and the admiration of vice minister Qingshu lindem, Minister of the Navy.

In addition, there are two heavyweight Navy generals, Lord hood and Sir Parker. They are the comrades in arms and close friends of Lorin and shack's father Elia Drake. They often ask shack to face his life and always regard him as an important younger generation rather than a hero in the army.

Shack's interpersonal communication is extremely scarce in the Drake family. His circle has and only has these four forces. They are the biggest and only support for shack to survive in a series of political struggles and intrigues.

Now two of the four forces suggest that Shaq accept this obviously unfair order and retreat bravely

Emmons desperately recalled the military situation these days and always felt that some key information had been ignored or omitted by them.

But he couldn't think of anything.

The navy of the Continental Congress has no obvious expansion. Thanks to the activity of Haite shipyard, almost all the newly launched warships of the U.S. Navy have been anchored in the Charles estuary in Boston in recent years.

The French navy, which helped defend the coastline of North America, also made no conspicuous move.

After the battle of the Windward Islands, in order to maintain the balance of power in the Caribbean Sea, they were transferred very badly, basically curled up in some bays with dominant terrain, and handed over all the vast coastline to the Royal Navy, under the control of Shaq.

Besides

"And Peter..."

Shaq's sudden voice woke Emmons from his meditation.

He couldn't help asking, "isn't even Sir Parker?"

"Peter is very different." Shaq shook his head. "He asked his good nephew to bring me an autograph and told me that if I wanted to continue to lead North American defense, he would launch a second round of military attack on Martinique in mid August."

"Not 'in mid August', but 'in mid August'?"

"He made it clear that the Duke of Wales, endeavour and the son of Poseidon were all on standby at Kingston Royal port in order to deal with emergencies. He could organize a large fleet in seven days and blockade the sea off Fort France in 20 days at most."

"Sir, are you old and confused!" Emmons opened his eyes in horror. "He wantonly creates a decisive battle situation in an unnecessary period, which will leave an indelible stain on his military career! He actually wants to help you achieve this level. Is the current situation really so bad?"

"That's the problem." Shaq's voice sounded tired. "We don't have intelligence. The Navy, the secret service, or Peter don't have intelligence. We all smell the smell of mountain rain, but what will this rainstorm wash out? Everything is just based on empirical speculation."

"Do you have any good plans?"

"No. the current situation is too chaotic. There are still Americans, very active French, swaying Spaniards, sneaky Dutch, enemies and friends in the Navy and idle people who sit still and wait for the good play to begin."

"Drake was supposed to be the best at seizing benefits in this mess. My ancestors showed their talent to be able to do well in muddy water more than once, but my... Father always preferred Lorraine. He inherited this talent unreservedly to my stupid brother, which is his specialty."

"I occasionally think, if Lorraine is by my side..."

At this point, his words were interrupted by his own laughter and stopped abruptly.

"How stupid," he said to himself, "if Lorraine were here, of course he would like me to die in the struggle with the French. Keeping silent is his greatest reason and restraint. How can he provide any useful advice..."

Captain Armani swallowed his saliva and carefully intervened in this dangerous topic: "Sir, I think you can really try to ask President Drake for advice. I have had several contacts with him. He is a helpful gentleman with good..."

"You're too noisy, captain."

As like as two peas, Emmons was the only one who interrupted the whole thing. This time, he was talking with Emmons by common consent.

Armani retreated with a red face, and Shaq didn't talk about sex. He sank down and looked at Emmons quietly: "I'm waiting for your advice, Emmons."

"Three votes in favor, one abstention, lieutenant." Emmons said bitterly, "I always hate unequal concessions, but reason tells me that you'd better listen to the advice of wise men."

"Unequal concessions..."

Shack was silent for another moment, as if he were sorry and glad.

He leaned over, pulled out another new official letter from the built-in safe in his desk and handed it to two confidants.

"In short, the time for this transfer is urgent. The new supervisor will arrive and hand over in three days. After the handover, the lion will withdraw from active service and transfer to Plymouth naval dock for one year's maintenance and maintenance."

"My new position has been decided. I have a civilian resume in the Ministry of the Navy and serve as lieutenant general director of the foreign relations department and deputy director of the staff office. The two positions allow me to bring a total of five entourages. You are all on the entourage list, and Amani will be promoted to major this winter."

The painting style changed too quickly. Armani and Emmons blankly opened their mouths: "mention... Governor, even the transfer order has come down. Has it been decided long ago?"

"The transfer order came with the official letter. But it only wrote the proposed position and handover date. I have the right to choose whether to accept it or not, and the real entry formalities will not be handled until I go back to Plymouth." it is very rare that Shaq, who is always strict, stretched himself in front of his department, "The destination has been decided, gentlemen. We should clear some hands in the last three days."

"Armani."

"Yes, sir!"

"There is a big loophole in the procedure for Judea's resignation and retention. I have asked Mrs. Judea's opinion. The time has been pushed back to 1779. I handled the retirement procedures for him and forged five retirement applications. One of them should be stronger than the other, so that people can see my retention of him and his decision."

"Er... The salary..."

"Don't worry, he only retained his title. His salary has never been paid."

Captain Armani immediately spits out a sweat point as big as soya bean on his forehead: "long... Wise sir."

"Emmons."

Emmons raised his eyebrows. "Here is your servant who is always on call, my master."

"I hear Lorraine is fiddling with a new boat in Boston?"

"An invincible and terrifying sea monster. This is what the former major Judea said after being drunk. The ship is designed to use the gun barrel caliber of the battleship, 32 pounds with 68 pounds. It has the body of a class I ship, nearly 70 meters long, and the speed of the latest class V high-speed ship is more than 10 knots."

"I admit that if these design indexes can be realized one by one, she will indeed become a great ship. But invincible... It is said that she has only one gun cabin, 48 or 52 doors. Maybe judia wants to say that she will become invincible in the world of privation and piracy, otherwise in the face of a real first-class ship, she will still be just a small insect that can be crushed to death."

Shaq listened with great interest and suddenly asked, "can you buy these contraband on the black market with 32 pounds and 68 pounds?"

"As far as I know, he has obtained 32 pounds from the French. The quantity is sufficient, but it can't be 68 pounds. Only the Royal Navy's gun casting factory can produce 68 pounds of Shipborne mortar guns, and each door has its own file and destination..." Emmons talked more and more lightly, and became more and more afraid, "Lieutenant, you're not going to..."

"From the moment I accepted the transfer order, that is, from 2:17 p.m. yesterday, I was no longer the owner of the Royal Navy dock. In view of the serious work style in the past two years, my resignation inventory was carried out overnight and took only six hours. The list and confirmation had also set off for Kingston this morning."

"This means that the loss of anything in the warehouse is no longer my responsibility, but the fault of my next leader."

"Of course, I can't provide 68 pounds of mortar, and the whole mainland sub fleet doesn't need 68 pounds, but there are still six new 48 pounds in the warehouse."

"Emmons, didn't you just say that our concession is unfair? Maybe your personal relationship with Secretary Raymond can make the handover fairer. I've heard of some of your activities. I have to say, it's very clever..."

[interval 1781... End]