Late at night, 26 kilometers east of the mouth of the Chesapeake Bay...

At the rudder position of the Jackdaw, Bell carefully re-checked the weathercock, righted the compass on the side of the handwheel, and then stood in front of the handwheel and assumed a rudder posture to ensure that the weathercock, compass and sail surface could stop. In my sight.

Everything is ready.

Lorraine glanced at the weathervane that was turning happily, and said casually: "I still prefer to watch the wind with a turban, because once the boat gets up, the head rushes, the rooster swaying from left to right will always It gives me an unrealistic feeling and makes me want to smash it."

"That's why the Jazz said you wasted your talent."

Bell squatted down to check the knots, not only the anchoring rope that was about to be used to save his life, but also the rear mast that would squirt on top of his forehead for a while.

"The assault distance of more than 20 kilometers is wider than the bay mouth that is about to break through, and the coastline is out of sight for a long time. It is still night sailing. Even if I personally take the helm, this is the first experience in my life..."

"You can tidy it up and show it off to Miss Offie."

"Come on, she doesn't understand."

Lorraine shrugged: "So I will never fall in love with a land duck."

"You?" Bell smiled contemptuously. "Only you think you have the right to choose."

"Um?"

"It's okay." Bell saw the gale chicken dancing. "The wind is chaotic."

The Jackdaw raises its sails.

First was the towering main sail in the middle, and then the wide rear sail. The sailors controlled the sail and went the other way, trying to prevent the Jackdaw from being overly exposed to the wind.

But even so, the Jackdaw drifted faster, gradually surpassing the current, and the bow of the ship raised splashes of waves.

Lorraine stood behind Bell, on the top deck of the stern tower, holding on to the railing with both hands.

"The mainmast looks at Hina, the foremast looks at Pierce, the main sail Karen, and the rear sail king. The bow gun door opens, and Acharin is in place. The fore deck command Catalina, and the rear deck command Bell, in place. The two side artillery doors are ready for battle, the foremast, and the sail!"

"The fore mast raises the sail!" Catalina ordered loudly, and the clear female voice was especially prominent in the night sky, straight up to the sky.

The only horizontal sail of the Jackdaw was raised, the 26-meter-high mast, and four independent horizontal sails, from bottom to top, from big to small.

Hanging in the air, the windsurfing sail between the foremast and the mainmast was loosened by the sailor who hung on the cable, and then the bow sail cord connecting the foremast and the fore mast also opened the bow sail.

Lines of snow-white sails swelled in the wind, and the sails of the mainmast and backmast jointly dragged the stringers and pulled the vertical sails.

Full sail!

Lorraine suddenly felt a force of pushing backwards, and the Jackdaw slammed forward. As soon as Pu started, its speed quickly climbed from a floating state of less than 0.5 to nearly 6 knots, and it continued to increase and increase!

"Heading west, wind speed 4, gentle breeze. Jackdaw, Chesapeake Bay mouth... burst in!"

Bell's eyes were fixed on the compass, his hands clenched the handwheel, he locked the weathercock with his left light, caught the wind chicken's subtle trembling on the hula la wind cup, and adjusted the direction of the ship at a very small angle rhythmically.

The Jackdaw is almost always at the best cutting wind angle, and the entire trajectory of the voyage is an uneven broken line, rather than a straight line or arc that looks beautiful and crisp.

The seemingly longer voyage is actually more efficient. Lorraine has already gone to the bow and entrusted the command of the entire aft deck to Bell.

Bell did not disappoint. With the cooperation of Karen and Wang Ye, the two vertical sails and the rudder were combined into a whole with a degree of slacking. With the guidance of the two lookouts and the front wheel of the rudder, the heading was not shifted. Under the premise of, it only took less than 10 minutes to push the Jackdaw to the highest speed under the existing sail equipment and wind conditions, 9 knots!

The foredeck temporarily entered a relatively surplus stable period. Catalina felt the wind and looked back at the rear deck in shock.

"Captain, where did you pick up the monster... Is our helmsman the child of the wind?"

"Sea Breeze is the realm of Niald's duties, and Niald is my belief..." Lorraine smashed his mouth speechlessly, "Katerina, don't you think what you just said was a bit rude?"

"I don't think, because your **** obviously likes Mr. Helmsman more than you."

Lorraine decided not to be familiar with women, even if that woman was a female knight.

He raised his arm and pointed at the dark sea.

"Bell was originally Shaq Drake's flagship helmsman. Although he was unable to set foot on Bermuda's Long Beach due to various accidents, he still believed that we would encounter a blockade formation at the Baymouth based on his knowledge of Shaq."

"It just so happens that Earl Galvez’s intelligence also mentioned the blockade formation. The Lion, the Conqueror, and the Inspiration take turns as the flagships, with two wing ships, one is a normal Tier 5 ship, and the other is generally Baltimore. Grid, that is, a warship-type frigate with winged sails and a maximum speed of 12 knots."

"We can't know in advance where they will set the blockade, but fortunately the bay mouth is wide enough, even if it is only two kilometers, we can try to avoid the terrible Tier 3 ships and destroyers that have more firepower than ours."

"The only trouble is that military high-speed ship. We will die miserably if we get caught in her."

There was no joy or anger on Katerina's face. She whispered: "Fleeing is the specialty of pirates. Although the top speed is only 0.5 knots away, I will let her know what is the difference between a high-speed military ship and a high-speed raider."

"Then leave it to you."

...

Break in! Break in!

After an hour and a half, the wind-sweeping Jackdaw finally crossed 26 kilometers from the starting point to the mouth of the bay, approaching the wide Chesapeake Bay from near the center line.

In order to hide his whereabouts, there were no lights on the ship, and all the sailors ran in the moonlight.

But today's moonlight is bright, and the visibility on the unobstructed sea barely touches three kilometers.

The good light conditions gave the Jackdaw more space to avoid, on the other hand, it also increased the possibility of her being discovered and increased the risk of encounters.

Fortunes and disasters depended on. Before the blockade formation was formally broken, the people on the ship did not dare to take it lightly.

Routine notification.

"Northwest, 12 kilometers from Cape Charles!"

"Southwest, 11 kilometers from Cape Henry!"

The voices of Pierce and Henna came from the top of their heads. Lorraine used a compass to draw two arcs on the chart. The intersection of the arcs was close to the mouth of the bay.

He held his cheeks to guess the location of the blockade fleet, and by the way, guessed the flagship of the formation and the possibility of encountering the Lion.

This incident may sound a bit ridiculous.

Once the size of the fleet is large to a certain extent, the administrative affairs that require the admiral to decide personally will increase sharply. The admiral of the large fleet will often cut or even abandon daily sailing tasks to free up time to deal with chores.

It is the normal rhythm of British admirals to run around in major locations like Sir Parker, and the independent operation of the flagship is the normal rhythm.

But Lorraine knew that Shaq was never good at handling affairs.

Whether it is clerical or social, his desire to control regardless of occasion will always mess up everything, and only being on the boat can make him feel at ease for a while.

Even many years ago, when he was transferred to the logistics department during the promotion process, he would often go to other people’s ships to occupy the magpie’s nest on the grounds of checking material consumption.

The captains delivered the complaint letter to the house, and Elia had to transfer him back to the field to reluctantly quell the anger and fulfill Shaq's wish by the way.

Therefore, people like Shaq will never give up the patrol mission. No matter how busy the chores and the schedule are, he will stay on the ship when the Lion sails, commanding a small formation visible to the naked eye, looking forward to it. A moment of joy for the blade opponent.

"I'm also looking forward to it, Shaq... If you can cut your head off, you won't have to worry about those boring things..." Lorraine laughed to himself~lightnovelpub.net~ This wish is not. Possible.

Not to mention that the Jackdaw does not have the ability to connect to the Lion, even if his agency is able to make a plan, from the perspective of the Chamber of Commerce, Lorraine must avoid direct confrontation with the Royal Navy as much as possible.

Fighting is a hotbed of hatred. Once the hatred is solidified, Edward Kenway will become a time bomb in the arms of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, which will blow Lorraine and his Chamber of Commerce to pieces one day.

"It's really a boring delusion..."

Lorraine shook his head, trying to throw away those unrealistic distractions, and suddenly heard Henna's shout.

"The 7-kilometer northwest ship is lit up, at ten o'clock, with a relative speed of 3.5!"

7 km? ten o'clock?

Lorraine awakened suddenly and marked on the chart with the fastest speed.

A semicircle is centered at the intersection of the two arcs just now, covering the entire bay mouth and part of the bay. There is a dazzling intersection in the direction of the center at ten o'clock, not from the unpredictable blockade formation, but from pure black. The trajectory of the perfect circle...

"Hey! Patrol formation No. 6? Good luck!"

Lorraine pushed away the chart depressedly and raised himself.

In the current situation, if you continue to penetrate the center line, you will swagger through the front of the No. 6 formation at a very close distance.

This behavior is tantamount to provocation, and will surely cause the No. 6 formation to rebound.

It is not that the Jackdaw can't get rid of them, but when the location of the blockade formation is unknown, doing so will greatly increase the risk of being flanked.

Avoidance is certain, and you cannot go to Cape Charles in the north. The only option is Cape Henry in the south.

only……

Lorraine instantly became irritable.

"Bell, avoid it to the left, and avoid the trouble in front of you first. Henna continues to track the light, and Pierce looks straight ahead. All! First level alert!"