Chapter 506

The Mistra.

Unlike the lady who was beaten seven dizzy and eight elements but raised her fighting spirit, the Mistra is in the buffer period after the tiger escaped.

The ship was quiet.

The sailors cleaned up the messy decks and cabins, and even whispered, lest they should be scolded by the seafarer in charge.

Annie came out of the kitchen cabin with the war damage information just counted in her arm and the fragrant hot cocoa in her hand. She greeted the sailors all the way to the forecastle.

Favna was drawing something on the chart.

"Lieutenant?" Annie shouted, without response.

"Favna?" she changed her name and added a little volume.

Fafna jumped up with a miso, threw away her pen, abandoned her picture, climbed and shrank to the guardrail on the upper deck, grabbed the handrail and turned her head carefully.

What a face it is

His small face was red and his hair was scattered. His big eyes were rarely exposed from behind his hair, but they were full of tears. As soon as he swayed a little, he came out of his eyes and hit the ground.

Annie's brain was buzzing.

"Fa... Fafuna, don't cry, don't..."

"Annie..." the little supervisor was wronged and depressed, trying to suppress the urge to cry, "just now, I thought I was going to die..."

"You... You did a good job! Our loss is not big! It's really not big!"

"But I've been shot for dozens of times... I saw that the carpenter's room was removing armor pieces, and it seemed that all armor pieces on the port side were going to be removed..."

"Ah... That... After all, I squeezed past the lady, and I couldn't help being skinned by a 32 pound gun..."

Annie gently put down the war damage statistics and went over to pass the cocoa to fafuna.

"Your hot cocoa, very strong."

"Thank you..." favna thanked timidly, held the cocoa cup to her mouth, stretched out her tongue and licked it like a kitten, "it's cold..."

"Well, those guys in the kitchen soaked it at the beginning of the raid and said they must never burn the governor's tongue again."

Annie smiled and squeezed into fafuna's side. As soon as she had enough, she reached for the war damage statistics.

"According to the statistics, the attack ability of the bow and stern is intact. The fire power on the starboard side is reduced by 40% and that on the port side is reduced by 50%. The ship is full of judgment penetration, but there is no real hole, so it will neither die nor burst nor enter the water."

"In addition, some horizontal sails were injured, the speed decreased by about 10%, and the wing sails and auxiliary sails were intact, but there were too many losses of armour and gun baffle. You should be careful when making plans for the next approach."

"Next..." fafuna's tears spilled out again. "I almost forgot there was next..."

"Ah!! fafuna! Fafuna! It's ok if you don't want to get close! The drill only lasted four hours. The lady hurt the bow mast. Next, just hold on for another three and a half hours..."

"Only three and a half hours left?" the governor looked pitifully at the chief officer.

"Yes!"

Fafuna quickly took a gulp of cocoa and didn't even wipe her mouth. She climbed back to the sea map and picked up her pen to continue painting.

Annie took a long breath and leaned against the railing to continue comforting.

"Fafuna, don't worry. Although the lady has strong firepower and thick hull, if you insist on Youping with your strength, even vice president yatis can't help us. Our advantage is very obvious."

"Annie..."

"Huh?"

"You see..." fafuna bowed her head and waved, "we don't have enough time, and the lady hurt the bow mast. It should be the most clumsy stage before adjustment."

"I know our situation is also very bad, but if we don't seize such a good opportunity, we won't have a chance to sink the lady."

Annie was always comforted: "that is to say, it's not dangerous at all... Eh? You said... Sink?"

"Well, for the simple disposal that needs to be handled, we immediately turn around, entangle the future and freshman code by brenhild and grey, and we'll bite your woman's ass."

"Bite... Ass?" Annie grabbed herself and climbed over, "fafuna, are you not afraid?"

"Afraid..." fafuna raised her head in tears, "but if you don't win, aren't you afraid in vain?"

"Ha?"

"Turn around, pursue at full speed, and continue to encircle the ships on both wings. Annie, calm the crew."

"Well, oh!"

Hearing the positive reply from her friend, fafuna threw away her pen and sat down on the chart with her knees in her arms, staring straight at the sea.

"Annie..."

"Huh?"

"You said, why did the president and sister Katrina arrange this drill, and why did they contact the product exhibition at this time?"

……

The drill is in full swing.

On the vast sea, the headless ostrich and the sunflower decisively left the array and sailed away from the main array with a wide and wide battlefield. Brigantine and brig, the first formation of the same level 6, surrounded them with a fierce momentum.

The speed of these small Bermuda ships soon exceeded the wind, climbing up to 12 knots one after another, far exceeding the upper limit speed of conventional gunships, but from their navigation posture, they obviously showed their ease.

The audience is addicted to the romance and blood of racing!

Although compared with the rapidly changing main array confrontation, the pursuit war will give people the illusion of no mountain and no dew at first glance.

But when the smoke of the main array dissipated, the great contrast brought by the speed and flexibility of the world immediately projected into people's eyes, replacing the previous cruel stimulation like fighting animals, and aroused the yearning in the depths of the people's hearts.

Maritime group is a leader in the design optimization of high-speed ships in the world.

In its product catalogue, the military field has the first generation God level of section 15.5, the second generation God level of section 14.5 and the valkiri level of section 14.5. In the civil field, 18 section Jiaohua class and 16 section seabird class are the best representatives.

These high-speed ships are called "Drake design style". They are characterized by slender shape and sharp fluid. While having unique high speed, they have successfully maintained the stability and flexibility of the average level.

In particular, seabird Briggs and Jiaohua brigantines, as the main commodities of the maritime group for medium and low-end customers, have average attack and defense of seabird and low cost of Jiaohua, which have special advantages that are difficult to give up in their respective target markets.

Lorraine spared no effort in their marketing.

Over the past three years since the finalization of the main structure, he has made a high-profile limited investment and momentum within the 100 business association. Although he has not opened a comprehensive order, the names of the two ships have already spread all over the long coast of the pan Atlantic through the mouth of the associated press.

Under their oppression, major shipyards launched their own new ship types one after another.

In the last two years, 17 new ship types based on Baimu large have been launched in the new mainland civil class VI market, and the average speed has been increased from 11.5 knots to 14 knots this year.

This sudden technological explosion surprised the old European shipyards that previously dominated the field of civil sailing.

Under the impact of their vigorous counterparts in the new world, their market share is shaky. Even the mainstream naval thinking of seeking stability and strength has been pried. High speed naval warfare has become an upsurge of discussion in recent years.

At this time, Lorin, who generally met his own needs, finally allowed the maritime group to fully open its product catalog to the market, and focused the capital of the whole new continent on the bay of Biscay at the time of the development boom in Miami.

In his mind, the live fire drill of the first fleet directly under him and the secret service formation in Biscay Bay is not only the product promotion meeting of the maritime group, but also the real estate marketing meeting of the asset company.

Lorraine is busy.

Aroused the desire to chop hands of the British representative Colonel Collinwood, he soon left the box and turned to his next target, the representative of the United States.

The war viewing platform was bustling and well prepared marketers swam among you, big or small capitalists, introducing the warships flying on the sea and rendering the brilliant prospect of Miami without trace.

The top box was also very lively. Katrina and the Spanish representative talked and laughed. Chuck from New York accompanied the French representative. The Netherlands and Denmark shared a private room. Karen pushed glasses with them for lamps. The Portuguese were also invited to attend. After all, there is no eternal enemy in the mall.

Lorraine walked to the door of the American box, adjusted her clothes and knocked on the door.

"Mr. Hamilton, may I come in?"

The door of the box opened with a cry, and Alexander Hamilton, with purple eyes, leaned back on the sofa with a smile and moved his face.

"Why meet the British first?" he asked. "Kenvi, America needs a reasonable explanation."