"Load with solid bullets, raise the muzzle, fix and release!"

boom! Boom boom boom boom!

With thunder and thunder, the red-hot projectile flew out from one side of the sandbank like splashing water, and fell to the other side, splashing water that covered the sky.

This is the third day of the bombardment of Bimini.

For three consecutive days, the Golden Deer and the Eros alternated on two sides, and the two boats alternated in an orderly rhythm to project ammunition towards the haven. The average density was maintained at approximately one round of one-sided fullness every 30 minutes. Many, the actual killing is also very limited.

But this kind of round-the-clock uninterrupted shelling has brought tremendous mental pressure to the safe haven, especially those poor boats that can't compete for a berth.

In three days, there were four Slumps, two Skuners sank, one Skuner and three Brigentine were injured, and the remaining ships were trembling, afraid to enter or retreat.

There were brave men who tried to negotiate with the three-eyed crows at the mouth of the bay, but when they saw the pirates whose shells were all covered with oil, they hurriedly backed away, not daring to make a request for negotiations with the devil-like ship.

The pirates have also tried to fulfill the duties of a host, such as driving away the irresponsible littering of cannonballs outside the sandbar, even if it is temporary.

For the first time, Alves and Eros accepted their opinions peacefully and left for about two hours.

For the second time, the Golden Deer rushed to rescue from the mouth of the bay, and the two sides had a brief but fierce exchange of fire across the sandbar.

The hull of the Eros received a twelve-pound shot, and the two pirates led by Lame Romi were severely damaged. One of the Brigentine was bombarded by Acharin and almost failed to escape back to the berth.

Since then, the safe haven has completely lost its counterattack.

They endured, endured, endured... waiting for the Drake Chamber of Commerce to persuade them to surrender, but Lorraine didn't say a word from beginning to end.

until today.

Another shot was sprinkled aimlessly, and Acharin held his sight glass to look at his harvest.

This kind of shelling may almost never hit the target, but as long as it is not in the berth, the possibility of those merchant ships being directly hit by shells is completely the same.

No one can be spared by technology. God is the only object that businessmen can rely on in the safe haven of wind and waves.

It's a pity that this round of shelling completely hit the empty space.

Acharin turned his sight glass boredly, and suddenly saw a small assault boat with a cross standing on the bow of the boat.

"I am Badigya Zuanca, president of the Tuxpan Zuanca Chamber of Commerce, a serious Spanish businessman, and the actual speaker of the safe haven now."

There was an elegant man standing on the small boat and shouting to the freeboard of the Golden Deer.

"You are not real pirates? For God's sake, I request to meet with your commander."

...

More than three hours later, Zuanka and three other business representatives of different nationalities were taken to the Three-Eyed Crow by the Golden Deer.

The ship is still lying steadily in the middle of the mouth of the bay. From the starboard side facing the inner sea, there is no horrible human hull covering the port side, only the messy gun guards supported on the deck. Brackets and limited pirate regiment seamen hung on the mast.

Among them, the one most familiar to merchants is Asaros, which is the most expensive.

A business representative exclaimed: "God! That is Asaros, the deputy commander of Cotton Jack, is he dead? A seagull is pecking at his face, but it seems that he has no reaction at all!"

"He has a reaction..." Zuanka opened his eyes in horror. "His feet are trembling. It's just because he is dying that he can't make a stronger struggle..."

The merchants who had been captured tremblingly climbed up the ladder prepared for them. On the deck, they saw Chenori, the second acquaintance of today.

Zuanka blinked: "Captain Chenori, you are..."

"I just fell into the arms of justice!" Chernori slapped his angular chest, "I applied to serve the Drake Chamber of Commerce, for justice, even starting from a small sailor would not hesitate. Although. Master Drake has not accepted my request, but I have been allowed to move freely on the ship, and the next step is to get a valuable contract!"

"Ah...that's really congratulations." Zuanka glanced at Asaros on the tip of the mast subconsciously, then looked at the refreshed Chernori, and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, President Drake. Is it here?"

"Master is waiting for you in the restaurant." Chenoli thought for a while, "I have been waiting for three days."

A group of five people walked slowly along the ship, and Chenoli pushed open the hatch like an attentive servant, welcoming the representatives of the merchants into the dining room.

Standard negotiating posture.

There is a long table in the middle of the restaurant, with three men and two women sitting on one side of the table, and four places on the other side.

Lorraine stood up with a smile in a clean tuxedo and introduced to Zuanka and others.

"I am Lorraine Drake, the president and chairman of the Drake Chamber of Commerce in Great Britain. Ms. Heina Yesra and Miss Noah Sara are shareholders of the General Assembly, Mr. Richard Leonard. He is the vice president and shareholder of the Kingston Caribbean Chapter."

"And Mr. Pedro, I think you should be somewhat familiar, because he is a smuggler who is begging for a living in Bimini."

Of course Zuanca knew Pedro.

Also known as a Spanish businessman who strayed into Bimini, Pedro originally got to know the lame Romi under his recommendation.

Their wives are still distant cousins. From the perspective of the wife's family, the relationship between the two parties is as close as the direct and collateral families in the family!

Such an intimate relationship...

Zuanka was furious, and stared at Pedro's face like a snake staring at a frog: "As expected of the kind-faced Master Pedro... I don't know when you met President Drake? It would be too stingy not to recommend to relatives."

Pedro opened his eyes weakly: "Yes... I was persuaded by Mr. Drake on the way to Bimini. This... Badigia, you also know that we don't meet very often... "

"But you can at least notify my wife!"

"Even my wife doesn't know about this..."

Lorraine applauded boringly: "Okay, well, I didn't expect the two to be relatives. But today is a formal meeting. Can the parents leave it until after the meeting?"

It sounds like business representatives are qualified to say no.

Zuanka honestly took the merchants to a seat, and when Lorraine sat down, he uttered anxiously.

"President Drake..."

Lorraine turned his face to Henna as if he hadn't heard it, and Leonard coughed slightly.

"Because the normal trade routes of the Chamber of Commerce have been threatened, with the permission of the Supreme Glory of Great Britain, the Drake Chamber of Commerce has cleared the illegal nests of the trade routes."

"Operation Bimini is an integral part of this eradication."

Zuanka rolled his eyes, resisting the desire to argue and was forced to cater to it.

"Your Chamber of Commerce upholds justice and is a model for all businessmen in the civilized world. But..."

"After three days of fighting and suppression, up to now, there are still 29 pirate ships in the haven, including one galenic type five, one bagg type, one brig type, and one brigantine type. Eight ships, twelve of the Skuna type, and six other types of sloops."

Zuanka's face changed suddenly: "President Drake..."

Lorraine pointed at Leonard with his finger, without turning his head.

Zuanka can only be patient and go to Leonard again: "Vice President Leonard, Cotton Jack’s pirate ship includes Holy Anne, Black Goat, Irian, Rogers, and Orlando. There are five ships in total. , The rest are innocent merchant ships!"

"Innocent?" Leonard adjusted his clothes. "Pirates are the cancer of human civilization and the enemy of all justice. Trade with pirates is a criminal act prohibited by all civilized countries. Including Spain, your country’s laws will Protect your life and legal property, but will not protect your illegal wealth in Bimini."

"But..." Zuanka gritted his teeth, "We can join hands with pirates. We have 29 ships and thousands of people. You can't stop this force!"

"It seems that you are threatening me." Lorraine suddenly intervened, and put a huge hat on Zuanka, "but you have to know that the prerequisite for the effective threat is these thousands of people and twenty-nine people. This boat has the consciousness to sacrifice its life for you."

"Do you know why I didn't let Chenori go to the island to persuade him to surrender. After you offered to contact you, you insisted that businessmen from Britain, France, and the United States must be accompanied by representatives?"

"Because I am a law-abiding businessman."

Lorraine smiled and stood up, around the dining table, and put Zuanka's shoulders on him.

"You see, I deliberately took my private copy card from the admiral's room and hung it in front of you, just to let you understand that all my actions have the sacred and official authorization of Great Britain."

"My looting is legal. Gentlemen, the pirate suppression is also just. Just and legal, this is the truth of this operation."

"Let's make a long story short."

Lorraine straightened up and paced behind the business representatives.

"Drake's privateer authorization does not include the British ~lightnovelpub.net~ so the British people and ships can leave and leave safely. If there is an accidental injury during the shelling in the first three days, please count it to me, I will ask the New World Fleet and the Jamaican Governor’s Mansion to testify and give appropriate and generous compensation, even if you are wrong."

"France is the enemy of Britain in the New World, but as the Drake Chamber of Commerce, we have a good relationship with the French colonial authorities. Therefore, I will also open the French people and ships, but the previous accidental injury, sorry, it is probably you What that **** meant."

"Then the Americans, the enemy of Great Britain, the motherland of Cotton Jack, I will be merciful and ask my French friends to send you to the North American continent unscathed, but you have to keep your boat and wealth. That is what I deserve. ."

"Finally, Spain..." Lorraine walked back to his seat and sat down, looking at Zuanka's expression softer, "Go to war as you wish. You could have been treated similarly to the Americans, even because of Pede Mr. Luo's righteous actions, you can still take away some of your wealth. However, you have failed my goodwill."

"It makes me feel sorry, I really regret it, President Zuanka."

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