"Notice! The target leaves the strait, the course remains unchanged, the relative speed is minus 1.5 knots, and it is expected to make contact in 30 minutes!"

"The gorge is 3 kilometers away, and it will be out of the gorge soon, and it will be out of the gorge soon!"

"Sail on standby! The captain ordered the wing sails to be opened immediately after leaving the gorge, and the whole ship accelerated!"

"Acceleration alert! Collision alert! Deck personnel are fixed nearby, the wind is expected to cut to the right, and the expected speed is 12 knots!"

"Second-level combat readiness! Idle personnel immediately go to the officer's office to receive weapons and receive full warning!"

"Combat preparation!"

As the gorge was approaching, the deck of the Lucky Horseshoe was full of turmoil. The sailors methodically executed successive orders, speeding up, cutting the wind, warning, connecting the ship...

The plural orders are arranged in the mind of each sailor according to the training manual, and then subdivided into each post to form a personal instruction to tell them where to go and what to do.

Every sailor knows his responsibilities. Even if he runs on the deck, he can't find a bewildered and idle figure. This capable and aura fully demonstrates the peerless style of the world's second maritime power.

Zirned admired the grand opening of the Lucky Horseshoe in full fascination.

This is his ship, even if it is far inferior to those of the fourth and fifth tiers in terms of shipboard firepower, but only with the elite qualities of the crew, he has the confidence to challenge all opponents below the battleship tier.

For example... those swaying sparks in the distance.

The adjutant ran up with a thick cable: "Captain, considering the tilt of the hull for a while..."

Zirned Shishiran opened his arms: "Trouble Lieutenant fixed me on the bow. I am going to enjoy the beautiful scenery here."

"Yes!"

The lucky horseshoes swelled through the wind and the waves, the sides widened, and the field of vision became clearer.

Zirned closed his eyes comfortably and opened his heart to embrace Yuehua.

"Come on, Porto Corgi, let you see the speed of America today, Wingsail..."

"Hook rope! Throw it!"

With a heart-cracking cry in his ears, Zirned opened his eyes in panic, seeing dozens of hooks flying through the air like snakes.

Sharp iron claws scrambled to get on the deck of Lucky Horseshoe. Some hooked directly to the hull and collapsed suddenly. Some only drew shallow claw marks, and rolled out sawdust along with the ship.

The most tragic hook caught a sailor sailing. Under the high speed of the Lucky Horseshoe, which reached nearly ten knots, he was suspended without resistance. The body was like a dough, elongated, longer, and fleshy. Splitting, spine segmented.

When he reached the point where he couldn't pull it, he screamed and was cut into two pieces by the waist in front of more than five hundred sailors on the three battleships. The flesh and blood and internal organs were scattered all over the sky, and the rebounded upper body hit the other sailing sail beside the mainmast. With a single blow on his hand, the hapless man was smashed into his chest, and there was no life left.

Lucky Horseshoe slowed down abruptly, and the sailors on the deck were prevented from losing control because of pre-fixing.

But they soon heard the next command to disperse their souls: "Musk, let go!"

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the Badger and the Wasp gathered a musket team of nearly two hundred people on the side of the ship, and fired at the same time in a standard platoon posture, aiming at every French sailor who was bound to the deck like a torture.

Flesh and flesh fly!

There is no cannon, no knife light, and the platoon guns on the sea have exerted their power in this special ambush that is no less powerful than that of the land. The dense lead bullets almost shattered the living creatures on the deck.

The adjutant was dead, and the young soldier threw down Zirned at the moment the ambush started, subconsciously transformed himself into a shield, and blocked nearly twenty bullets with his back.

The dirty blood flowed down the corpse to Zirned's face, highlighting the pale eyeballs and the pinpoint pupils in the center of the eyeballs.

V... an ambush?

Zirned watched in disbelief as the Badger and Wasp, being dragged by inertia, hit the side of Lucky Horseshoe.

The people on the boats were crowded, dozens of Red Army uniforms dangling sailor's knives, shouting and jumping for help.

This red uniform...British?

Zirned stared blankly at the opponent's mainmast, which was thrust into the sky, and finally at the tip of the mast, he saw the rice-shaped flag fluttering in the wind.

The red orthographic cross is the guardian of St. George, symbolizing England, and the oblique cross with white stripes on the blue background is the guardian of St. Andrew and symbolizing Scotland.

The two sacred guardians gather into one flag, forming a blue background, red and straight, and the peculiar word "rice" with a white oblique angle, which is the symbol of the Kingdom of Great Britain.

This kind of flag may be seen everywhere on land, but it has a unique meaning in the sea. It is the powerful maritime power that leads the entire world, and the name of the Royal British Navy!

The British navy...

Why are they lying in wait in Martinique...

Why would you let the puppies in Porto...

why……

Zirned's eyes trembled, and he saw a tall and cold young officer standing in front of him with blood stains.

"Captain Nessi Zirned?"

Zirned nodded startledly.

The young officer sighed: "I am a lieutenant colonel of the Royal Navy, the New World Fleet's detachment, and the Admiral Horatio Nelson of the Halloween Fleet. I regret to tell you that in order to protect the confidentiality of the operation, please hurry up and pray."

"I am a senior officer...I should have the right to redeem my life..."

"On this point... the fleet estimates that it will organize a temporary military court, and the time of trial materials will be reasonably advanced, and it will probably have to weave some useful charges for you. That's about it."

"Really... Then my last request..."

puff!

Without waiting for Zirned to finish, the sharp commanding sword had been inserted from the back of his neck, strangulating the cervical spine, tearing the muscles and blood vessels along the way.

Zirned convulsed, staring at Nelson's army boots suspiciously, his pupils spreading slightly, slowly losing the highlights.

Nelson took out the sword blankly and said softly, "The gentleman's integrity prevents me from ignoring the petition of the dying man, so you still don't say anything, it's good to everyone."

He returned his sword to its sheath, turned around and swept the sailors on the ship: "Mr. Frey, please organize brave soldiers to sweep the cabin. Two hours later, I will deal with the aftermath on this ship."

The young Frey snapped and saluted: "Yes! Sir!"

...

The Venus star is still looming in the west, but the east is eager to reveal its white belly.

The morning dawn was green, and the year-round gorge breeze from Blacklinges Point was blowing the waves against the rock wall, foaming in waves, and dissipating the gunpowder smoke all night.

The Golden Deer drew a lazy arc, sailing out of the end of the sea and sky like a crooked old man, Bell gently moved his hand to control the huge battleship and leaned against the gap between the three frigates like flowers.

The piloting sailor was stunned by this bold move. Seeing Drake's sailor carrying the plank, humming and connecting the golden deer and the lucky horseshoe, he forgot to report.

But to be honest, the Golden Deer does not need boring notifications to refresh its sense of existence. Among the three frigates, she is like a huge floating island. The two-meter-high deck stands out from the crowd, and even the figures on the deck are extraordinarily tall. .

Lorraine dashed across the swaying ship board in two steps, stepped on the blood-stained deck of Lucky Horseshoe, and saw Nelson among the crowd from a distance.

"Hey, the ground is full of blood and meat, the deck is scratched, the sides are scratched, and the sails are actually burnt... I remember telling you that I want you to be careful of my boat."

Nelson snorted coldly: "This is the spoils of the Royal Navy. For your beautiful plan, I lost seven brave sailors."

"You have to be more frank, Admiral, don't forget that I have invested more than ten thousand pounds in this business. Have you seen the pile of gold coins? Put seventy-five kilograms of gold in front of you, then It's just a little golden mountain."

Lorraine tossed his sleeve in disdain.

"So, please be grateful. It is the glory of the soldiers to die in battle, and for me, a 30% new Brig can't even return to the original."

Nelson blinked. "Three percent new?"

"Every businessman knows that the market is far more fair than God, and I am willing to swear to God for my assessment."

"But aren't you a heretic?"

"Don't worry about the details, Admiral, I am a heretic, and you are not!"

The black line full of ships...

Nelson looked at Lorraine in a daze, and murmured: "I didn't believe that you were a good businessman until I was talking about business with you..."

"Input, output, thank you for your patronage."

That's what happened. Bell was appointed as the interim captain of Lucky Horseshoe, with 50 sailors on the Golden Deer, and rushed to the nearby British colony of Grenada to supplement the sailors.

Before the end of the Halloween operation, this ship will be an hired ship of the Drake Chamber of Commerce under Nelson's command along with the Golden Deer, and is not allowed to leave the operation in any form.

This is certainly not the result of that game-like dialogue.

In the era of sailing, armed merchant ships have no less combat power than low-level warships, and they are more numerous.

In order to make full use of this civilian armed force, all countries have complete employment systems.

Employment forms are generally divided into employment and recruitment.

Recruitment means forced enlistment. The state will give cash compensation to the personnel, materials, ships and other items that have been incorporated into the military in accordance with legal standards. From then on, the military template will be used and no special disposal will be made.

Employment is more common, just like the relationship between Lorraine and Nelson now.

This kind of employment is unpaid. The UK will not provide salary to Lorraine, calculate military merits, and will not compensate for losses.

Correspondingly, Lorraine has the right to refuse tasks that he considers too risky, and at the same time he has limited and sacred control over the materials he has seized, which is recorded as sabotage and sinking in his military exploits.

The so-called limited means that the Chamber of Commerce generally does not allow the possession of warships above the battleship level, that is, even if Lorraine seizes large warships above level 3, the UK has the absolute priority to redeem them at market prices. This priority even requires Higher than Lorraine's dominance.

The attribution of Lucky Horseshoe is a special case.

It takes a lot of money to execute the heart arson operation. Nelson did not have the money and needed Lorraine's advancement. Now the operation is successful. The Lucky Horseshoe is the debt Nelson repaid, and it is placed under Lorraine's name in the name of Lorraine's seizure. , For those soldiers, it is counted as sinking.

This state is a convention, and from a certain point of view, it is also a special way for the army to thank the merchants for their merits, and it is no different from seizing and taking care of themselves.

More than half an hour later, Bell, who had completed the handover, drove into the depths of the ocean with a **** warship. Lorraine and Nelson stood side by side on the stern of the Badger, raising their heads to look at the series of "wind chimes" at the mouth of the gorge. .

The wind chimes are strung by hundreds of Frenchmen who were hung on the cliff~lightnovelpub.net~ There is no struggle, no life, Zirned's high-level military uniform is floating on the top, facing the wind, it looks particularly conspicuous .

Lorraine touched his nose: "Admiral, did you hang all the prisoners like this?"

"Most of them are dead, a few are hanged living people, I remember eighty-seven."

"I never die..."

"Aren't we pursuing endless death?" Nelson smiled, "I picked the twenty people with the worst mental state and put them back. Those lunatics will bring the defense fleet over, and then it will be a **** battle..."

"There are still fifteen days. We will choose the battlefield." Lorraine blew a whistle, responding to the silent bells, "It's really exciting."

"So don't die."

"One ship breaks down and two ships make a profit. Did you know? I haven't been in a loss-making business since I went to sea."

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