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Bang!

A lead bullet penetrated through the gap in the shield and hit the chest of an axe-wielding pirate. The pirate screamed and flew out. Before he landed, he was caught by someone behind him. He replaced the axe in his hand.

Duh!

The sharp face of the axe heavily hacked into the deck of the lower cabin. The pirate twisted his wrist a few times, raised the axe again, raised it, and slashed!

After such a few times, the thick deck was finally split into a small crack, something fell from the inside, and the echo came, and the pirates showed joyful expressions.

"Captain, it's cut through." The axe-armed pirate shouted from the shield wall.

Bonnet raised his eyes and scanned the chaotic deck, nodded and said, "Get down."

Before he could say anything, Julius squatted down and opened the deck. First there were four pirate drill cabins with shields, then the attackers with axes and knives, and then Julius. When he entered, Bo Nit got into the hatch under the **** of four other shield-bearing pirates.

This is the lower hatch near the bow, located between the foremast and the mainmast, at the centerline of the hull 13.

The hatch is connected to the lower level gun bay, the deck is completely embedded in the deck, and the length and width are about two meters, and the up and down stairs are almost the same width.

The width of two meters is certainly not a spacious place, but at least it is much better than the labyrinthine twists and turns of the aisle in the fore and aft towers, and it is directly connected and easy to go up and down.

On weekdays, sailors prefer to enter and exit the gun compartment from this hatch and the corresponding rear hatch, and then from the gun compartment to and from the lower compartment. In wartime, the pirates also like it.

The invading pirates were blocked by the waiting Drake gunners near the stairs.

Lorraine has money. After the flagship of the smuggling era entered the whole ship's firearms, he devoted himself to pushing the entire fleet into the firearms era.

Long and short gun shooting is a compulsory subject for every sailor in the direct fleet. The general standard is 60 rings for a 15-meter target, 75 rings for a 15-meter target, and 80 rings for a 30-meter target for the stormtroopers.

Therefore, the shooting level of sailors who can stand firmly in the direct fleet is generally good, especially in the gun bays with high population density. Under his command, he was divided into five groups in turn, just like building a cannibalistic wall out of thin air.

Four of the pirates who came down to the gun bay fell to face each other, and the rest of them hid behind a small shield wall, unable to advance or retreat, and the sound of gunshots continued like a torrential rain.

Julius's face flushed red, he squatted on the stairs, carrying two short muskets, and could only reach out the muzzle to fight back during the almost imperceptible shooting gap.

But his hit rate is terribly high.

After all, the gun bay is only that big, with a top on the top and a bottom on the bottom. There are ammunition boxes on the left and right, and artillery fixed on the cart. The gunners arranged in dense lines have no hiding space at all.

Even if the normal effective range of a short musket is only 8 meters, as long as the floating bullet does not fly higher than a human, it can hit the human body anyway.

Stalemate, stalemate.

Two shields were shot, and the pirates were knocked down six more. The original shield protecting Bonnet could not squeeze up, so he could only pass his own shield up by passing flowers, which made up for the shield wall. lack.

Bonnet waited irritably at the top of the stairs, and while letting the equally inefficient pirates go to the main deck to mobilize his hands, while listening to the gunshots like beans exploding, he heard the chewing sound of capital cannibalism.

The ghost knows how much Lorraine spent to arm these sailors!

He only knew that a new British-made maritime commuter gun sold for 80 to 100 pounds on the black market, and a Dublin short musket sold for 30 to 40 pounds on the black market.

Compared with these two prices, his pirate group, as the most powerful pirate force in the Windward Islands, received a dividend of less than 33 pounds last year, even for veteran cadres like Julius and Stegren. , Their income is only more than 150 pounds.

One year's income of a veteran cadre = the arms of Drake's ordinary sailor...

And judging by their well-trained appearance, these guns are not regarded as treasures at all, and every sailor has received sufficient shooting training.

In other words, Lorraine would scrap a lot of firearms every year just for training.

"Vicious capitalist! Damn privateer!"

The second batch of supplements came up, and the number was only a dozen. It's not that Bonnet doesn't want to recruit more people, but this small staircase simply can't fit more people.

The only thing that makes Bonnett feel gratified is that five of the newcomers have guns, plus Julius’s original four, minus the two that were killed when the shield wall collapsed, and the ones who could fight back became seven. Personally, the intensity of firepower has also increased.

Regroup and continue shooting.

Ten minutes later, the pirate's shield shattered on the seventh side, and the supporters came to the fourth wave. The suppression on the opposite side finally broke down due to the overheating of the large area of ​​the barrel.

Julius seized the opportunity to order the pirates with heavy casualties to launch an assault. The mad Vikings howled and pounced, plunged into the thick smoke of smoke that could not see their opponents.

But... the opposite is empty.

Except for the blood on the floor and seven or eight still warm corpses, there was nothing on the opposite side, no one, no gun, and the deck leading to the bottom compartment was tightly closed. Julius tried to pull it, squeaking. ...... There is no hitch.

He stood outside the cabin and hesitated.

Bonnet frowned and walked over, glanced at the blood and a limited number of corpses, and then at the dark hatch.

"They actually took the initiative to give up here..."

Julius put down the deck: "It may also be because the barrel of the gun is overheated, and I am afraid of going hand-in-hand with us..."

"A hundred people would be afraid of going hand-in-hand with more than forty of us? You too underestimate Lorraine's commander." Bonnet shook his head, "Is there an ambush below?"

"There are a hundred people on the deck, a hundred people in the artillery bay, plus at least 50 people in the guard poop. According to the standards of a fifth-class ship, they should have no sailors." Julius guessed.

"It is possible that a temporary addendum has been made to the connection. It is not uncommon for Lorraine to do this in Cantabrian."

"The sailors of the temporary addendum did not have such a high degree of obedience." Julius recalled the piles of pirate corpses at the top of the stairs, and the immature but brave struggles on the deck. "Captain, or I will take someone down. Tan Tan?"

"Be careful." Bonnet said in a deep voice, "Retreat when you find something wrong. Lorraine's boat is very good, but our old brothers are running out..."

Julius grinned: "I know."

After discussing the verdict, Julius picked eight people to go downstairs with him, four with swords and shields, and four with short guns.

This makes Julius truly grateful for Odin's glory.

In this era, the quaint sword and shield costume is almost a unique symbol of the only remaining Viking pirates.

If their pirate regiment had a strong Viking bloodline, it would be impossible for any pirate regiment to find so many pirate fighters who are proficient in using shields and are loyal and brave.

And without these sword and shield pirates, the lead bomb storm had already tore them to pieces, and the flesh and blood body would not have survived in that state anyway.

Julius could not help but give birth to a fluke.

Maybe there are no traps...

Drake’s sailors may have really escaped. The Viking pirate group may be the natural nemesis of the Drake Chamber of Commerce. It is only because they have never conflicted clearly, that the two sides have not been aware of this fact...

If so... it would be great.

The first pirate with sword and shield held up the shield and stepped down the stairs, then the second, the third...

Four people formed a small shield wall, with Julius behind, and four other musketeers behind.

The bottom compartment is very dark.

The narrow aisle is in the middle, and there are rows of watertight cargo holds on both sides. There seems to be people in the middle of the aisle, densely packed, but there are unexpected gunshots.

Julius squinted his eyes through the gap of the shield wall ~lightnovelpub.net~ the crowd on the opposite side, the leader stood up, and his burly figure stepped towards the pirate's shield wall.

Hey la la la la la la la la...

The sharp blade rubbed the copper ring around the sharkskin scabbard, and a puff of sparks flowed to the ground.

The man held a sword in one hand and a large buckler with a single glove that was several times larger than normal, looking as light as nothing.

He moved forward slowly and steadily, his figure and face becoming clearer as the distance got closer.

Julius's pupils shrank: "Big... big head?"

"Long time no see, Julius..." Leif lowered his sword and said flatly, "Is it you that Bonnet chose to die?"

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