"Push all the guns to the top floor!"
"Guns, bullets, gunpowder, check every room of the turret to make sure there is no omission!"
"Open up the coastal wharf channel! There is the back road. Build fortifications and send garrisons!"
"We have comrades in arms! Don't believe anything they say! Only the top floor and wharf are ours. All that can pose a threat to the fleet are under control, come on!"
"The guard arrived!"
"The ship chef is outside the fort. Please confirm the safety of the chief officer!"
Karen, who was busy with a pot of porridge, stopped impatiently: "Lev! Take two people to pick up the guard and help!"
"Cao, Kerry, arrange new people. Don't let people get stuck in a pile! Let achalin come to the top floor to see me and run!"
Castle roof.
Stop at the top of the mountain, overlook the mountains and enjoy the prosperity.
Karen's eyes swept the wharf not far away, swept the dense white dome beside the wharf, and found the luxurious Town Core in the dome jungle. It is said that the Sultan's palace Aram palace paved with gold.
All this seems to be within reach, like infinite treasures sealed in a glass safe, and the key of the safe has been transferred to them with the defection of Milani castle
Behind him came a rhythmic trot.
Karen looked back and saw that acharin ran away with his coquettish ass, followed by his powerful new attendant, shawley Ryan.
"Chief officer." acharin ran to Karen and stood still, his face not red and gasping, and he was free to sweep the broken hair falling on his forehead. "According to your wish, I'll run here."
The veins on Karen's forehead almost burst.
He put his arms around acharin's neck and dragged him to the side: "ask you a question."
"You can ask, but considering our noble status, I hope you can behave appropriately."
Karen took a deep breath and released acharin: "when are you going to play this boring sissy game!"
"The conduct of France is only feminine, which is very different from sissy." acharin sorted out the folds on his clothes. "Moreover, showing his dignity in front of the common people is not only a noble right, but also an unshirkable obligation. You don't have to care as long as it doesn't affect your work."
"The problem is that your state has seriously affected your work!"
"Affected?" acharin raised his orchid finger and looked incredulous.
Karen nodded with the most serious seriousness.
"If the captain knew you were like this, he would catch sharks with your followers."
"So serious?"
"Know yourself." Karen nodded, raised his hand and swept through Muscat for half an hour. "In an hour, there will be 33 guns here. When the noble woman lands, the total number of guns will become 40."
"I talked to general hassadi. He refused to fight with his compatriots and was unwilling to take the risk of soldiers defecting until he lost his choice. Therefore, his people would stay quietly in the tower. The attic, wall and wharf were ours. We had to fight alone."
Karen stamped his foot: "give you the top floor, the wharf, the palace, the castle ramp, the contact with the ladies and valkiri. You are the real controller of the attack and defense at both ends, but your current state makes me unable to give you trust as usual. What should I do?"
Acharin turned his eyes and immediately looked back: "Mr. shawley Ryan."
"Yes! Mr. Desai, I am!" shawley Raine ran up.
Acharin patted him on the shoulder with dignity: "I have a sacred task for you."
"Yes!"
"Go downstairs, find a sub gun named Kerry and let him throw you into the sea. And tell him that if you resist, tie a stone and throw it again, okay?"
"Ming..." shawley Ryan choked halfway. "Sir, i... what did I do wrong?"
"You haven't made any mistakes, my child." acharin looked at his followers with his chin. "Just between work and pleasure, I chose the former again."
……
7:17 p.m., Muscat Bay.
The petite Impatiens quietly docked on the side of valkiri. The reliable and steady Lei Chong served as the messenger of the task force, which was standing up in front of Lorraine and loudly reporting the progress of the castle.
"... as of 5:30 p.m., the Marines had successfully settled in the castle, occupied the attic, wall and wharf, and all artillery. At 6:15 p.m., the lady landed, and all the Marines landed. They were ready to attack Muscat."
"General hasadi is strictly neutral. The national defense guard regiment is constrained in the tower. The sergeant is in good mood. According to the translation feedback, there is no obvious fluctuation."
Lorraine raised his hand and stopped reporting: "Mr. hasadi's brother is neutral?"
"Yes, he doesn't want to fight against his compatriots. He thinks it's easy to cause instability in the army."
"What about translation?"
"There were eight translators, all of whom were fransises selected from the golden lamb."
"It seems Karen has made up for the loophole in my arrangement." Lorraine smiled. "When is the attack scheduled to start?"
"At the request of general ahasadi, the full-scale attack will begin at 10 p.m. before that, do not raise the flag, do not provoke, and allow time for the guards to withdraw from their families."
"They have been strictly neutral, but they still insist on withdrawing the families of the officers and soldiers..." Lorraine smiled with difficulty. "It seems that the general has strict control over his subordinates and... Is greedy."
He let the thunder go down to rest, leaning against the railing and looking at the dark and quiet harbor.
After the golden lamb, there were no ships trying to leave the port, and the inbound ships who knew nothing about the blockade began to disappear yesterday.
The conditions for attacking Hong Kong have long been met, but it is far from enough to conquer the capital of a country with only 800 Marines.
Excessive greedy partners are not desirable. Letting Omani beat Omani is Drake's core plan to make profits from chaos.
Even the omanians are not fit to be the protagonists of this war.
Drake has been standing in front of the stage long enough. This scene that affects the future of a country is too conspicuous to be done by a single chamber of Commerce. It is a good choice to retreat at the right time. The key lies in the timing, and we should choose the object to take over
Carmen came with a smile.
"My wise captain, since you have successfully raised the belly of an exotic princess, have you chosen a good husband for her?"
Lorraine tilted his head and thought for a moment: "although he still has a tacit understanding as always, this expression doesn't seem to accord with your style, it's more like..."
"Asian slag."
They both laughed at the same time.
After laughing, Lorraine said to Carmen, "I'm really looking for a suitable husband for a foreign princess, maybe one or several, but it depends on how much dowry you and little Sharon make these days."
"The dowry is very rich." Carmen spits out his tongue mischievously. "I even met the princess without your consent. As I expected, the Sultan's infatuation with her body gave her no chance to have a correct understanding of politics. You shouldn't leave her out when making plans."
"The princess in the bottom cabin?" Lorraine thought for a while. "Her problem is a little complicated. At least it's not time yet."
"Send me an invitation. Manager Baker of the African company, Colonel Emmons of the Navy, Mr. medori of the Netherlands, Mr. montbadi of Spain and Mr. elich of France. I invite them to have tea tonight. You and little Sharon will accompany them."
"Obey your orders, my captain." Carmen raised his big watery eyes. "I'll spare the whole night. You know, tea doesn't last until dawn..."
Lorraine fled.