Chapter 390

The lady was full of pre war tension.

They are on the outside of the atoll belt, hiding in the middle of the African continent and Madagascar. The anchor position is 47 kilometers away from the atoll exit. No one can find them unless the Portuguese send more than class II battleships to command the next war.

"Future course reference, safe at ten o'clock!"

"Future course reference, 11:00 safe!"

"Twelve o'clock is safe!" "one o'clock is safe!" "two o'clock..."

The main mast, foremast and back mast and the three gazebos kept reporting their observation results. All submissions were adjusted to take the course of the future rather than the direction of the lady itself.

Shaw Turner, the temporary commander of the warship, tore off the transparent marking page on the chart, Lei like replaced him with a new one, clamped it, and rechecked the ink bottle to ensure that Turner's feather pen would not be empty of ink.

In this war, the lady was at the far end. The most important thing is to find the ambush and respond as soon as possible.

They don't need to hide anything like the future. Turner's requirement for lookout is a 10 minute round of submission, including the outlet of the atoll belt, the water surface condition from 10:00 to 2:00 based on the course of the future and the position of the future.

At sunrise, they found the fast-moving sunflower rushing into the atoll, but a few hours later, the Portuguese still didn't show up.

This made Turner upset.

"Senior." Lei comforted, "xiangyanghua's speed is 18 knots. She escaped from Mombasa at full speed. The Portuguese is probably still 100 kilometers away..."

"That's the problem!" Turner scratched his hair with red eyes. "In 24 hours, the Portuguese can't drive from Mombasa to the atoll like sunflowers, and the supervisor can only linger in the atoll for an additional 12 hours. If the Portuguese still can't arrive at that time, the carefully rehearsed play will become a complete joke. We! Will become a joke!"

"Er... Removing the width of the atoll belt, the Portuguese actually only need to sail 380 kilometers in 36 hours. The average speed of less than 6 knots should be... No problem?"

Matilil happened to pass by. Hearing their topic, he raised his head and looked coldly at the sky: "if the Portuguese keep chasing, of course, there is no problem. The key is that the xiangyanghua rushed into the atoll too early and too fast. The Portuguese can't see her sails all the way. How likely is it that she will bite the atoll?"

"So little Dylan screwed up?"

Ray found that he had completely forgotten to consider the wishes of the Portuguese. He always felt that... They need the Portuguese to catch up, and the Portuguese should catch up honestly

So even he began to get upset.

"Oh, my God! Why don't I have to consider so many problems when I follow the president of the direct fleet to make trouble for pirates? Why is it our turn to design the battlefield and suddenly feel that everything is a problem!"

"Because you are a group of good rookies." matilil snorted, "it's useless to say more! While there's still time, I'll check the condition of the artillery again, so as not to lose fire in the face of war..."

"Have you ever participated in a so-called great naval battle?" Lei looked at the back of the French fiercely. "The Chesapeake Bay naval battle was ruined by two old antiques. They didn't even dare to take apart the battle line from beginning to end. They gathered and scattered well. No ship sank!"

"French pig, you are one of the cowards hiding in the battle line! What's good to have participated in such a naval battle..."

"Shut up, Ray!" Turner snapped to interrupt Ray's provocation. "Matilil is telling the truth, and he also confessed his tension. We are really a group of rookies on the battlefield, and he is also a rookie..."

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Nervous and flustered, the small secret service formation is divided into two places. Everyone feels the suffering of the soul and the ridicule of the God of time.

Turner tore off his 69th piece of marking paper, ray made a feather pen by himself, matilil completed the sixth round of inspection of all artillery, and Adria forgot to correct the direction reference of the future when submitting it.

Xiao Sanmei finished copying the Tao Te Ching and went to the kitchen every year to prepare tea eggs for Pierce; Faraming talked and laughed with the observers and inadvertently put on Minxi Howard Johnson's rude and wild; Hashim observed the stars in the great sun; Freemani dispatched the third ship, but the xiangyanghua collided with the tail of the new code.

And pierce, sitting alone on the bow with his legs crossed, with the command knife given to him by Lorraine and the peeling knife left by his father.

He wiped the shining blades again and again with silk cloth and whispered, "father, brother, bless me..."

At 4 p.m., the lookout of the future sounded the final alarm: "open sea 1 km ahead, exit!"

Pierce and freemanny looked at the direction of the exit at the same time, and said in unison on the future and the freshman Code: "look out, pay attention to the frontal fan, the deck is in place, the sail is in place, and the helmsman is in place. Heading 12:00, half sail, cut the wind!"

"Course twelve o'clock, left rudder five degrees!"

"Speed up alarm, all crew members are on three-level alert, and irrelevant personnel leave the deck!"

"Sail!"

Meanwhile, on the lady.

Adria stared at the distant sea in the direction of two o'clock of the future, which was the furthest direction from the lady.

The sail shadow is bulging and jumping to the sea

"The enemy... The enemy's trace!" he roared toward the deck. "The Portuguese sail shadow was found in the direction of the future at two o'clock! It's 51 kilometers away from me, the relative speed is 8.5 knots, and the high-speed rush!"

"Enemy ship team confirmed! Fernandez chamber of Commerce saint, cross, Gaias chamber of Commerce beautiful life, there is no record of a class 5 Galen!"

"No record?" Turner and ray wondered.

"It's the naval ship of Mombasa!" matilil strode to the gun cabin, and the sound of broken thoughts came into Turner's ears through the wind. "Corrupt Navy, damn Navy. They unexpectedly intervened in the revenge action of slave merchants so early. How much they usually eat!"

Turner suddenly realized: "Navy... Veteran! The other party is an veteran!"

"So the Portuguese actually arrived long ago. They just stayed where we couldn't observe and wanted to leave an acceleration distance for the assault..." he squeaked his teeth. "We are self defeating. This is a real raid!"

"Ray, take the helm!" he stood up and shouted with all his strength, "find the enemy! All personnel in position, first-class combat readiness!"

The first level is the highest level. In the navigation code issued by Drake General Chamber of Commerce, even the normal combat state is only level II. Only in high-risk and emergency situations can the then Supreme Commander start the first level combat readiness.

So the sound woke up the whole lady!

"Confirm, find the enemy's trace, level I combat readiness!"

"Release the rudder lock, No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4 anchor chain recovery! The lady lifts the anchor!"

"Discard the submachine boat and untie the freeboard binding! All sundries should be discarded!"

"The deck is in place, the sail is in place, the wheel and rudder are in place, and the gun door is in place! All posts call the roll and report the number, and the spare sailors go to the restaurant to get armed orders and wait for dispatch!"

"Sail and go up the mast! The cross sail, longitudinal sail, bow sail and wind catching are wide open, and the heading is confirmed to the northeast and East!"

"Heading northeast and East, turn the truss!"

"Main mast pansy, back mast St George! Raise the flag!"

"Rudder position roll alarm! Full rudder right, turn the ship!"

"Right full rudder, turn!"

"Order on behalf of the captain, seafarers appoint agents, and all personnel check the anchor line!"

"Open the sails and move forward at full speed. The lady enters the war!"

"Lady, set sail, set sail!"