Chapter 470

"Send the wounded up the stairs and place them in the tactical room!"

"The left stairway, guard firmly! Now it's the side. Being greedy for life and afraid of death will not only kill you, but also kill your classmates and colleagues!"

"There's no escape! There's no retreat! Try to think about what the school teaches you, form an array of mutual assistance, and don't give in!"

Freon slapped the railing in front of him and gasped heavily.

His command position was in front of the tactical room on the second floor of the stern building, which was originally Katrina's supervisor command position.

After receiving the side, because the tactics gave up the front deck, Katrina took the initiative to give up the command position, took her command team and moved to the upper deck of the poop to command the firegun team, taking into account the whole formation. This became Freon's command position.

In the large fleet, the captain of the command ship never belongs to the enviable job type.

The Fleet Command System will be pressed on the top of the ship command system for a long time. Just like when the army is fighting, the theater commander places his headquarters on the mountain where the former enemy commander is located. Since both sides see and hear the same, the theater commander can easily swing the former enemy's fingers into passers-by.

How should the relationship between the two sides be coordinated?

There is a vast space on land. The headquarters at the theater command, the former enemy command, the division level, the regiment level, the company level and the first level often open a distance in space, ranging from 30 km to 1 km.

The high command system is far from the front line. In addition, commanders can command the war "theoretically" as much as possible, and are easily not influenced by the derogatory words in war such as "sensibility", "Empathy", "impulse" and "enthusiasm".

However, there is certainly no such rich space on board as on land. In the same ship, the commander can only do self-discipline.

Katrina has done a very good job in this regard. She has really not interfered with Captain Freon's command in both the previous naval battle and the current docking.

Even if she has expectations for alvette, she will convey the order directly to the captain, and will not forcibly intervene whether the captain performs it or not.

From this point alone, freon can give full marks to the cooperation between the two sides today.

Indeed... Just from this point

After the awkward naval battle, the alvette ushered in an equally awkward side battle.

Freon knew that his crew did their best. These young people showed courage and fearlessness, as well as the virtues of mutual assistance and friendship.

But they are still losing ground on the scene.

The port side was thrown away in one face to face, making it easy for the enemy to connect to the side. The excessively smooth connection allowed the enemy to put a large number of people on the deck and launch an overwhelming offensive, and soon controlled all the external space on the ship except the poop.

Thanks to the Musketeers on the stern.

This elite, who is regarded as a treasure by freon and is composed of half the old and half the new, often takes cover in time. Although those damn leather shields can't kill a lot of pirates, they can always save the injured crew at a critical time, so that Freon can organize effective rescue, and at least 40 lives have been saved.

With more injuries and fewer deaths, freon's strength became more and more stretched. He asked his chief mate to go to Katrina and want to use the hidden power on the ship that did not belong to the captain's command to draw sufficient manpower from the gun cabin to supplement the upper level, but

"You can talk to captain Eriksson yourself." that's what Katrina asked the chief officer to send back.

Freon's teeth ached with anger.

Rigid, stubborn and without empathy, she only left the flagship for two years. How could the enthusiastic female chief mate become such a person!

Freon took two deep breaths, straightened up his waist and squeezed the hilt of his sword.

"Command for me. I'm going to talk to governor di Botti..."

"Oh, Lala!"

The clear sky suddenly burst into dry thunder. Freon turned around in surprise and watched the pirate's brave commander jump up in the crowd.

He jumped so high that a faint, almost unrecognizable red light flashed in his pupils and jumped up from the glued crowd.

His original position was more than 5 meters from the poop, and there was a height difference of 3 meters between the main deck and Freon's command post, but these could not stop him.

He jumped up, his burly body like a bear soared into the air, held up the ferocious heavy yoke chain, kicked on the shield held up by the pirate shield hand, and broke the neck of an unlucky sailor. In this way, he jumped to an altitude of four or five meters and hit freon in a way that human beings could not understand.

Freon felt as if he had seen this inhuman power.

It is not very similar to Lorraine's elegant and sharp fighting style, nor to Haina's shadow like changeable style, nor to the strength of Blackbeard's team, some like

"Captain, be careful!"

Freon was pushed out heavily. He woke up and saw the young face of the loyal chief mate at the moment of falling.

Poof!

The flail chain hit the chief officer's head heavily, and his skull was broken and his brain splashed. The chief officer's head was smashed into his chest. The thick blood rushed to the sky like a fountain, and splashed all over the wall like a rainstorm, which covered Freon's face.

Sdegelin's feet fell to the ground. With one hand, he lifted the dead chief mate into the lower crowd, raised his chains and stared at Freon with empty eyes.

"Just kill you... Oh, Lala!"

The heavy yoke chain does not need to be in front. Freon has no time to get up, Dodge, or even feel the sadness of the chief mate's death. The yoke chain has been hit down.

"Ah!!!!!!"

Qiang! Ding!

A cloud rose.

Freon's shrill scream stopped suddenly. When he opened his eyes, he saw only a touch of fiery red hair floating in front of him.

Katrina fell from the sky on the occasion of a thousand uniform shots. She was low. The short sword in her left hand held the chain calyx of the flail chain, and the stabbing sword in her right hand took a sword flower in the palm of her hand and stabbed sdegelin's heart with a Shua.

Steglin stepped back and jumped, avoiding the straight stab and landing on the ground.

However, Katrina's action was more agile. The female knight ran over while pushing back her opponent. Her luxurious and unique left hand accurately held the chain calyx that was not easy to force for the second time. The right hand sword dragged behind tilted upward, and a sword cut on the outside of steglin's thigh to cut a long wound.

Sdegelin could only retreat, retreat and spin again. Blood squeezed out of the wound on his thigh, dyed flax trousers, and his flail chain shook like wind and thunder.

Katrina retreats!

The slender legs stepped back alternately, did not hesitate to give up the space previously obtained, and returned to captain freon in three or two steps.

Boom!

Freon was covered with a near death collapse: "mention... Governor..."

"Captain Freon." Katrina arched her back and stretched her arms like a leopard. "Please go up and continue to command, including the musketeers and the skuas and sea parrots on the sea."

"The sea parrot is injured. The tactics of the two ships should focus on self-protection rather than killing. But I still hope to drag the enemy as far as possible and don't let them reinforcements."

"Yes... Yes!"

Freon ran quickly up the stairs, leaving only Katrina and steglin on the second floor.

Steglin's nostrils spewed a mist: "red haired... Katrina, I heard from the regimental commander that you almost became the first loser in the pirate king's competition."

"But the last person who died was the black mamba." Katrina slowly changed her posture, raised her left hand, falsely held the short sword, stretched her right hand forward, and the sword tip turned up. "Are you also a crazy soldier?"

"Do you know the crazy warrior?"

"No." Katrina quickly denied her guess and ignored sdegelin's rhetorical question. "Crazy soldiers don't have such clear thinking, and if you are really crazy soldiers, I can't stand your attack."

Stargreen's face turned black: "you're provoking me, woman!"

"As long as you are not a fully awakened monster..." Katrina gasped, "what can you do if you provoke you?"