[C.E.1779, May 3, breeze, three sessions]

[West longitude: 60.8, north latitude: 14.7, the waters off Martinique]

[When I wrote this, the time was pointing to 11:24 at night]

[According to the sea exercise tradition, I should have been in a dream like most sailors in this meeting, not like I am now, holding a quill and writing today’s second journal]

[The last log records the voyage before six o'clock tonight, this log I am going to record the next battle]

[We are drifting on the calm side of the Atlantic Ocean]

[Here is only three kilometers away from the coastline of the Kahawe Peninsula in the east of Martinique. When the weather is fine, I can easily see the shadow of the coast even if I don’t pass the lookout]

[Halloween is about to begin...just tonight, right here]

[Almost half of the sailors on the Golden Deer are making the final preparations before the landing battle, and all the seamen are on their posts. Everyone seems very excited, even Little Pierce is no exception]

[I think this is probably what makes military operations different from intrigues]

[Of course, it would be better if the landing plan could be made more detailed]

[The current plan was made by Leched, the commander of the eighth company.]

[In the last negotiation before sailing, he finally achieved a minimum of openness. In response to his frankness, Nelson entrusted the command of the landing battle, which is a matter of the life and death of the army, to his hands]

[This is naturally a good thing for the upcoming amphibious warfare, but for me...]

[Lahid is really not good at making a living on the sea, even if he has an outstanding strategy and good intelligence, he still lacks sea-related experience]

[As a layman, it is possible for him to take the berthing position away from the traditional route when making a plan for the first time, while facing the leeward cliffs and avoiding land observations. For him, this is probably the limit at this stage]

[Not bad, so-so, Nelson hinted that I will not make any comments on the plan, at least before landing, give the temporary commander full authority]

【Mutual trust, you can't reach a thousand miles without accumulating steps. Even overcorrection has its value. This must be Nelson’s idea]

[Speaking...]

[One end of the operation is the navy and army that lack trust, and the other is the employer and mercenary who cooperated for the first time. Nelson tied his future to such a combination. Is it the natural self-confidence of successful people in history? Or is the vision too high to make too many enemies and not get the support of the military? 】

[Probably the latter]

[That is the privilege of genius...]

At this point, there was a knock on the door from outside the cabin, Lorraine put aside the pen, put away his logbook, and opened the cabin door.

Standing outside the door was a tall, thin and cold white-haired young man with a stiff figure and a dull expression.

He is the second lieutenant of the eighth company, Harry Sheffield, and the first second lieutenant under Leched. He is the same as the eighth company’s three big mates who have not met Lorraine. His status is roughly equivalent to that of the ship’s first officer. The chief steward of the company is also the successor of the commander ranked first.

As the officer accompanying the Golden Deer, Lorraine didn't have many images of him. The most profound thing was Leched's introduction to him before boarding.

"This is an idiot Harry. In the next few days, I will go to your ship to take care of the arms. If necessary, he can also participate in naval battles and do what he can. By the way, his brain is not very good. If there is anything he needs him If you do, please give clear instructions from the chairman. Don’t give ambiguous hints, thank you.”

From this we can see that Harry Sheffield is an activist.

The activists looked at Lorraine, their gray eyes were motionless, and their lips opened slightly: "Mr. Deputy Commander, Your Excellency Commander asked me to inform you that everything is ready for the landing battle. Could you please board the assault boat within ten minutes? He waited too long."

"Please tell your commander, I will board the boat on time."

"Yes, sir!"

After a standard military salute, Ha turned and took a step, trotting downstairs. Lorraine returned to the cabin and took the double knives, buckled the belt, and soon stood in front of his seamen.

"Henna, Noah, and Acharin follow me on the boat. During my absence, Bell will be in charge of the Golden Deer command and Pierce will assist."

Everyone should agree.

"By the way, are the rigging and rope ladder ready?"

Acharin shrugged his shoulders scornfully: "It was squeezed into the boat. The girly thinks that the rope ladder squeezes too much space, but the first boat is ours, you guessed it."

"The admiral asked us to fully respect his authority, Yacharin." Lorraine frowned slightly. "Find two tarpaulins to cover the rope ladder and tell your commander that it is a cannon."

"When his face is covered?"

"You can ask him to close his eyes and be more sincere."

"AYA!"

...

Not long after, Lorraine and the sailors jumped into the boat, and as soon as they looked up, they saw the green-faced Captain Leched.

The moon was like water, and the captain was sitting in the middle of the boat with his legs in his arms, his cheeks bulging viciously: "Lorraine Drake, are you dissatisfied with my landing plan?"

"It's not that serious, at least in the steps before landing, I will follow the admiral's instructions without any doubt."

"Then why have to prepare a rope ladder!"

"Why?" Lorraine chuckled, "Probably... I like to sit taller?"

This kind of conversation is no longer possible. Six assault boats carrying more than a hundred advance team members armed to the teeth slowly left the big boat, paddling their oars, and slid silently towards the dark shadows on the distant coast.

Lorraine’s No. 1 boat was at the front of the advance team. Acharin stood on the stern with a wind lantern to guide the subsequent boats. Henna half-kneeled on the bow and looked forward. Lorraine and Leched were on the boat. Sitting facing each other in the middle, there is a rough map spread out in the middle, which simply depicts the coastline of Martinique.

The waves on the sea were quite big, and the wave of more than half a meter kept swaying the boat. The crew of the Golden Deer didn't realize it, which formed a sharp contrast with the gentlemen from the Eighth Company.

I heard that they had just eaten a midnight snack before the action. At the moment, they are probably full of thoughts that they will regret...

With the bright white moonlight, Leched reached out and pointed on the map with difficulty: "This is the easternmost Kharve Peninsula in Martinique, which is the coastline in front of us. Its shape is wide in the middle and narrow at the ends. The eastern fortress La Trinité was built at the junction with the island, with two companies garrisoned."

“The peninsula’s terrain is high in the south and low in the north. The main body is covered by dense tropical forests. There are many cliffs in the south and the highest altitude is more than 50 meters. Galion Bay has the only port suitable for large ships, but it is too deep and it is lat. The harbour under the jurisdiction of Rinitai is easy to catch the grass. There are long and narrow sandy beaches facing the wind in the north, and the water depth is a little bit shallower. The big ships can only rely on the private docks there."

"I investigated the information of all four plantations on the peninsula. Two of them have private piers. The private pier of Marti Manor is only 30 kilometers away from La Trinité. I heard that Mr. Marti is also a councillor in the town. Not suitable as a landing point. The other is Robbe Manor."

"Mr. Robbe is a new pioneer who moved to Martinique two years ago. The manor is located at the eastern end of the peninsula. It is far away from the island and other manors. There is not even a decent road. The intelligence says this land. The transaction was suspected of being fraudulent. Mr. Robe once filed a complaint with La Trinité. He was treated unfairly and ended up without a problem. I think that place is the best place for me at this stage."

"My plan is..."

A sudden surge interrupted Leheed's words, and the pretty captain's expression tightened, and he covered his mouth and let out a mournful cry from the depths of his throat.

Lorraine looked at him with a smile but a smile: "Your Excellency Commander, are you seasick?"

"Damn it!" Leched cursed at the sea. "Today's wind is obviously not big, and I didn't think the waves were so big when I was on the Badger..."

"This is not a wind wave on the sea, but a tide wave. Now it is the high tide. We are too close to the coastline, so the feeling of the wave is very clear."

"Is the tide so big?"

"For the ocean~lightnovelpub.net~ the half-meter-high surge is almost nothing, but the assault boat is just a flat-bottomed boat. The harmless surge acting on us will become the current situation."

"Damn it! Damn it!" Leched took a deep breath. "Regardless of this, let's continue."

"In order to seize Robe Pier, we have to follow the coastline to the north shore, from the beach..."

Lorraine interrupted him suddenly: "Your Excellency, I have an objection."

"what?"

"Behind us, although the advance team is composed of both land and sea, the main force of the battle is your subordinates, with a total of 80 people. This is less than one kilometer away, and I have heard the sound of retching. , I am very worried that when we detour to the north, this advance team has lost its combat effectiveness."

"Then what do you say!"

"Since the villa of Robey Manor is built on the cliff..." Lorraine stretched out his finger and tapped twice on the corner of the map. "My opinion is very simple. Climb and land on the rock instead. Raid Robey Manor from the south. ."