"Ten degrees on the right rudder, cut in!" "Brynhildcher is coming in! The path of travel is blocked, warning! Avoid it!"

"Side cut and cross side!!!" "Cross side!"

"Port side, shoot!" "Drive away and shoot, let go!"

Honjin.

No one thought that a simple confrontation drill within the fleet directly under the Drake General Chamber of Commerce would really be as bold as its name.

The first formation and the special service formation were completely insane.

Those fragments embedded in the hull, those dazzling colorful paint, those flying twisted armor pieces, as well as the dismantled cables, the rolled sails, the closed gun gates, the shouting sailors, all of which are not in sight. It shows that even if they use non-lethal shells, they still can't shake their determination to send their opponents to the bottom of the sea.

The main formation of the first formation quickly turned after the handover. With the lady's loss of the fore mast, the speed and agility were greatly affected and the battle was restarted during the critical period.

Brunhild took the lead, cutting strongly between the Mirae and the Lady, and squeezed the Mirai arbitrarily against the gunfire, making the Mirai no longer able to take into account the flagship's defense.

The Grey was unwilling to follow, and the momentum was stronger than the former. The murderous appearance once made the Cenozoic think that he was going to meet the side while traveling at medium speed.

It wasn't until Freemani subconsciously issued an order to evade and heard the laughter and laughter on the Grey, the "core member of the sea-capture operation" did not realize later.

"We were tricked..." He gritted his teeth.

The chief mate by his side looked at him cautiously: "Captain, the Dame is alone."

"Immediately return to the guard position, the current lady is very fragile, if..."

"Grey is approaching!" The sailor's roar interrupted Fremani's words, "70 meters cut side! Port side shot!"

"You Man Evasion!"

Boom boom boom boom!

"Port side, fight back!" Freemani fiercely issued the shelling order, "Hey! It's just an admiral. The group of people in the first formation... are they crazy?"

On the left wing, the Mirai was squeezed away by Brunhild, and on the right, Grey was too close to the new generation. The lady was forced out of the wide sea with a span of more than 400 meters behind her. The Mistra broke in and took a mouthful. Bit the tail of the Noble Lady.

On the Mistral, the sailors gathered in front of their admiral and captain Favna as they did before the battle.

Favna turned her back to them, holding a big chart, her small body shrank into a ball.

Annie regained her indomitable femininity.

"Please tell me the admiral!"

Snapped!

Everyone clashed and stood upright, making Favna tremble with fright.

"That... very urgent..." She said like a mosquito.

"Our time is tight!" Annie was furious.

"The Dame...Vice President Attis...we have to make damage before she can regain her mobility..."

"The Noble Lady is very powerful, stronger than the entire first formation! Vice President Attis is also a very good admiral. As a direct disciple of the President, we don't need to doubt his abilities!"

Annie continued to perform super translations like parsing ancient texts.

"But now there is a chance of victory before us! In the previous handover, we destroyed the stern mast of the Dame. According to the information provided to us by the referee, they are likely to need a comprehensive construction. The mast is equipped with sails. In fact, the fore mast of the Noble Lady has indeed entered a loose line state!"

"Before the sail outfit is completed, its speed and flexibility will drop to a trough. We must seize the opportunity to cause substantial damage to her as much as possible!"

"The goal is the stern..."

Favna plucked up the courage to turn around, and looked up timidly. A dozen eager gazes suddenly focused, and she was scared to shudder and shrank behind the chart, and a voice floated from behind the big board.

"Make good use of...make good use of the bow gun, bite...pay attention to the angle of fire..."

"Make good use of our bow guns!" Annie gritted her teeth with hatred for these rough masters, even her voice was murderous, "bite the lady from the back, bit her butt, and don't get into her guns. Shot angle!"

"Command! Follow-up war begins! Orderly separate the sloping mast cable and the fore mast cable, and the gun baffle bow is concentrated! The target is in the center of the enemy stern tower, the bow gun is fully loaded, and the gun is fast fired! Do you understand it!"

"Yes!"

"The admiral, please end the order!"

Snapped!

Favna was taken aback by the knocking sound again.

She hid behind the writing board and looked at Annie sadly for help. Annie gave her a sunny smile and silently encouraged her to face her crew bravely.

I really think too much...

Favna didn't lift her head, her back didn't stand up, and her knees didn't even go straight up.

"Everyone... shrapnel... be careful..."

"Stray bullets can't hide!" Annie fully understood what her friend meant. "It's a man who straightened his chest and knocked down the lady in front of you! Who dares to shrink his neck, a hundred whips, and the mainmast for 24 hours!"

Favna is going crazy!

I don't know where the courage came from to support her, blushing and looking at everyone anxiously: "No, no..."

"Follow the admiral's order!"

Everyone screamed, and even the old oil like Chenoli who lacked trust in Favna was stunned by the enthusiasm in the air.

"To die for the goddess, die without regrets!"

"Run! Run!"

"Five degrees on the right rudder! Bite the tail in front of you!"

"Put up all the gun shields without leaving one side!"

"Separate the rope! Don't interfere with the navigation, and be prepared for the bow mast to be destroyed!"

"Distance 70, bow gun, let go!"

Favna stared at all this sudden, with soft hands and soft feet, she just wanted to sit down and cry.

"Annie...you...I...don't care about you anymore!"

...

"Two projects are two businesses for you. Which one do you want to see first? A or B?"

In the box of the viewing platform, Lorraine and Hamilton replaced the standard seats in business negotiations.

There is a table between the two of them, and two copy of the project with blank covers are arranged side by side on the table.

Lorraine clutched his chin and thought for a while: "Are there any hints? Or ~lightnovelpub.net~ are these two businesses related?"

"The biggest connection..." Hamilton smiled. "Both Party A is the United States. You are not necessarily the only Party B, but you are definitely the first Party B in the world to see the plan."

"That is to say, it doesn't matter which one you choose." Lorraine didn't mean to be grateful, and clicked on the thicker one. "The problem is that I don't have time to read sentence by sentence now."

"This is not a problem." Hamilton reached out and pushed the book Lorraine selected by half an inch forward. "If you are willing to trust me, I can completely explain the content of the plan for you."

"How can I trust you on issues related to the United States..."

A black air appeared on Hamilton's face: "Then what do you say?"

"I care about me, you care about you."

Lorraine opened the plan, and his slender fingers flicked the title on the top of the first page, [Revolving Door Project: Preparations for the First Bank of America].

"It's actually the National Bank...seriously, this business is much bigger than I thought..."