Chapter 630

"Port shot!"

"Fix your body, right full rudder!"

"Full right rudder! Tilt!"

Boom, boom!

Even if bell completed the most thorough evasion he could do in advance, at least four shells hit the hull of valkiri successively, making a loud sound of gold and iron, flying far away and falling into the sea.

This is the true epitome of the war on pier 17.

The length is 270 meters, the width is 140 meters, and the bay mouth box is 105 meters away. In such a narrow sea, a giant ship like valkiri can't move freely at all.

Can not speed up, can not guerrilla, even the most basic U-turn must be divided into several times to complete. Valkiri is like a whale trapped in a fish tank. Even with Bell's steering bonus, he still behaves very clumsily.

The performance of the hound group is just the opposite.

The team was originally famous for its small-scale multi ship strangulation, leaving legends of wolves in many straits and harbors with complex sea conditions.

Today, they have not shamed their past reputation, and their layout is very specific to the sea conditions and the enemy.

There were nine warships in total, including two class 5 Galens, two class 5 barges, one class 6 brig and four class 6 brigantines, while only five warships really entered the bay.

Bagh, Galen and brig form today's Bay wolves. With their own small and exquisite interleaving, they make the most of the limited space and realize a stable and disorderly movement around the clumsy valkiri.

The four brigantines did not enter the range of the bay. They were lined up with tight fish scales to block the mouth of the bay. They were tightly sealed without any gap.

They cut off valkiri's passage into the open sea. Bell had tried three false moves, but the brigantin group was not moved except to fire.

As we all know, the pirate workshop never produced the noble style of life and death outside the belly, so bell quickly responded that they should have learned the weakness of valkiri's impatience from Blackbeard, so they laid the present snare with the weakest gunship.

The plight of Valkyrie is far more than that.

At the beginning of the battle, bell formed a close fire situation with one of the two level five Galens with crazy reversing. Acharin seized the opportunity to make a round of achievements and directly paralyzed his opponent.

However, the attack of the hound regiment was not greatly affected, because fortunately, bell missed Henry's flagship fantasy in this second choice.

The first wolf still commanded her pack. Four gunships tightened the noose from all directions, and each shelling was built 30 to 50 meters close to valkiri.

The close shelling greatly improved the accuracy of the pirates' shelling. In just 20 minutes, walkiri had been shot 26 times, and there were no less than 10 direct attacks, while acharin's return attack only hit the stern of a Bagh ship and demolished 13 stern buildings, but did not cause a devastating blow to each other's navigation.

The close artillery battle also allowed the pirates to give full play to their firepower. Originally, the naval gun below 18 pounds should not pose too much danger to the armored valkiri, but with the proximity blessing, the solid bullet of the 12 pound gun is enough to break the rivet, and the direct attack of 18 pounds also has the power of twisting the mesh support.

Acharin also heard the sound of a 24 pound short barrel gun in the pirate's gunfire. This white blade artifact produced in the United States has the strength to really threaten valkiri. At the present distance, only one shot is enough to break through and destroy the armour leaf.

Valkiri has been hit with five armour leaves, three of which are from a 24 pound pen. Their existence has created unspeakable pressure on Bell and made this game really mean a dead end for valkiri.

"Full right rudder! Roll!" bell pressed the steering wheel to the lowest with his red eyes and avoided the most dense firing area again, but there were still two hits.

Acharin used all his skills to deploy the guns of the whole ship, which could not affect the limited sailing angle, but also delay the saturation efficiency of the other party to the greatest extent. The demand for hit was forced to be reduced to the lowest position. Everyone knew that this was the choice to drink poison to quench thirst, but they couldn't give a better choice between chronic suicide and sudden death.

After dodging two rounds of continuous shooting, bell suddenly called acharin to his side.

"Yazha, tell me." the temporary captain gasped and soaked in sweat, "how much angle do you have to give you to ensure that the channel out of the bay is opened!"

"You're a tough man!" acharin had long ignored his demeanor. "If those brigantines don't take the anchor, we'll have to sink at least two ships before we can force our way out of their gap!"

"Then tell me how you can sink two ships!"

"I started..."

"The stern is shot!"

Bell gave a fierce blow: "ten degrees on the port side, turn the sail!"

Valkiri turned a sharp and small curve to avoid a round of rapid fire at the stern of the ship. Immediately, he straightened and began to turn again and again until the bow turned and entered the next navigation track to avoid turning around.

Acharin took a deep breath: "I told you at the beginning that if I want to sink two brigantines at the same time, I need to fill the almost stationary sideboard and shoot for more than three minutes."

"Martyrdom and explosion is the best result! But since those ships are here to watch today, the ammunition on board can hardly support a large-scale martyrdom and explosion, and all the results can only be reliably hit!"

Bell gritted his teeth: "I'll try to create opportunities for you..."

"You're not the captain!" acharin interrupted bell impolitely. "Bell, you're not the Madman of the captain. You can't do anything to survive. We've tried just now. We didn't get the results, and we almost fell into the trap of the fantasy and let those mice succeed."

"I said I would try my best!" bell also raised his voice. "Next turn, starboard, you go and get ready. Let Wang Ye, Noah, Kao and faraming get ready for full docking."

"The way to die is to not really die! I will force myself to do it. After all... I'm not a fool!"

……

Break through!

Bell's orders quickly spread to every corner of the ship, firearms were distributed to every sailor's hands, and the warning of landing was implemented to everyone at the same time.

Drogo Cao boarded the deck, his majestic body was painted with oil, and Wang also put on the scabbard of the kitchen knife. He still commanded the sails and the sailors on the deck, cooperating with bell to avoid the continuous shelling.

Noah counted her little Akana one by one, put it in the card box, took out the knife given to her by Haina, and Jane put it back in her arms.

Faramin leaned to the door of the ship's medical room, with a long holster around his neck, a total of six short muskets, each of which was ready to go.

The breakthrough is about to begin. Soon, valkiri will enter a static shelling for more than three minutes.

This is to open the way of life, but there is no doubt that in the process of opening the way of life, valkiri also waited to open the door and bow to the guests.

The pirate regiment of hound Henry is not an ordinary fish belly, and its number is several times that of the sailors on the ship. The victory rate of being connected to the side is less than 50%. Even if it is finally defeated, no one can guarantee that they will live to the end.

But

Victory is ours!

"The left rudder will be full for the last time in a minute!" the commanding sailor conveyed Bell's words on the deck, "close the bow sail, close the wind catch, and close all the cross sails and longitudinal sails after the roll!"

"The attack position is expected to be within the full range of Bagh a, brig and brigantin B and C. the deck personnel should look for a cover position nearby and be alert to the threat of rising bombs!"

"Turn the rudder, drive..."

Boom!

A thunderous roar broke through the air outside the harbor and broke Bell's order from the middle.

Acharin lay on a gun and incredibly put his ear to the gun door.

Boom! Boom! Boom, boom! Boom, boom!

"Thirty two pounds long... Twenty-four pounds long... Thirty-two pounds long... Thirty-two pounds long... Twelve pounds long... Thirty-two pounds again..."

"I must be crazy when things come to an end..." acharin laughed at himself and slid down from the gun and sat down on the ground. "I heard the full gunfire of the first-class battleship. I must be crazy..."

Before he had finished speaking, the herald sailor rolled down the hatch on the upper deck like a gourd.

"Gunner general!" cried the sailor, "support... Support!"

"HMS nipton has sunk the enemy ship marked brigantin C, wounded ships a and D, and is brewing a second round of saturation!"

"The captain has ordered that the original breakthrough plan be cancelled and meet with nipton to comprehensively encircle and suppress the ships of the hound regiment in the bay!"

"He asked you to get ready to drive away wild dogs! He said... There is no need to break through. This bay was chosen by hound Henry himself. Now it's time to... Fight back!"