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

"The distance from the mouth of the gorge is 3 kilometers, and it is about to leave the gorge, and it is about to leave the gorge!"

"Caofan is on standby! The captain ordered him to open his wing sails after he left the gorge, and the whole ship accelerated!"

"Accelerating alarm! Collision alarm! Deck personnel are fixed nearby, expected to cut the wind to the right, and expected speed of 12 knots!"

"Level 2 combat readiness! Idle personnel immediately go to their subordinates to collect weapons and have a full warning of the boarding!"

"Fight preparation!"

The entrance of the gorge is approaching, and the deck of the lucky horseshoe is in a mess. The sailors orderly execute orders issued one after another, speed up, cut the wind, early warning, and board the board...

Plural commands are arranged in the order of each sailor's mind according to the training manual, and then subdivided into each position to form personal instructions to tell them where to go and what to do.

Every sailor knows his responsibilities. Even if he runs on the deck, he cannot find a confused and idle figure. This skillful and powerful look fully demonstrates the world's second maritime power.

Zirned was intoxicated by the grand occasion of the lucky horseshoe's full-scale launch.

This is his ship. Even though the shipboard firepower is far inferior to those of the four or five-level large ships, he has the confidence to challenge all opponents below the battleship level based on the elite qualities of the crew.

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

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

Zirned opened his arms: "Please fix me at the bow of the ship, and I'm ready to enjoy the next beautiful scenery here."

"yes!"

The lucky horseshoes buzzed the wind and waves, and the sides became wider and the vision became brighter.

Zirned closed his eyes comfortably and opened his heart to embrace the moonlight.

"Come on, Porto bastard, let you see the speed of America today, wing sail..."

"Hook! Throw!"

A heart-breaking scream erupted in his ears. Zirned opened his eyes in panic and saw dozens of hooks flying through the air like snakes.

The sharp iron claws rushed to the deck of the lucky horseshoe. Some hooked the hulls straight and collapsed suddenly, while others only drew shallow claw marks, and rolled out the rolling wood chips as the ships interlaced.

The most tragic hook hit a sailboat. At the high speed of nearly ten knots of Lucky Horseshoe, it was suspended without any resistance. Its body was lengthened like dough, longer, with flesh ruptured, and spine split.

Until he was unable to pull, he screamed and was divided into two pieces in front of more than 500 sailors of the three warships. The flesh and blood were scattered all over the sky, and the rebounding upper body hit another calf on the side of the main mast. With one blow, the unlucky guy was smashed into the chest and his vitality was gone.

The lucky horseshoe suddenly slowed down, and the sailors on the deck were spared from losing control due to prior fixation.

But they soon heard the next order that made them lose their souls: "Must, release!"

With intentional arising and unintentionality, the Badger and the Wasp gathered a team of nearly two hundred muskets on the side of the ship, and fired at the same time in a standard rogue posture, aiming at every French sailor tied to the deck like execution.

Flesh and blood fly!

Without cannons and sword lights, the volleyballs at sea played no less than land in this special ambush, and the dense lead bullets almost shattered the living things on the deck.

The adjutant died. The young soldier threw down Zirned at the moment the ambush was started, subconsciously transforming himself into a shield, blocking nearly twenty bullets with his back.

The dirty blood flowed along the corpse to Zielneed's face, highlighting the pale eyeballs and the needle-like pupils in the center of the eyeball.

Fu... ambush?

Zirned watched in disbelief as the Badger and Wasp who were dragged by inertia and smashed heavily on the side of the Lucky Horseshoe.

The boats were crowded with people, dozens of Red Army uniforms in hand with sailors in their arms and shouting and jumping to ask for battle.

This red military uniform...British?

Zirned looked at his opponent's main mast that was rushing straight into the sky, and finally saw the big banner with rice shaped like a shiny in the wind on the tip of the mast.

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

The two sacred guardians gathered into a banner to form a unique character [Mi] with blue bottom, red straight and white slanted, which is a symbol of the Kingdom of Great Britain.

This kind of flag may be everywhere on land, but its meaning is unique on the sea. It is the powerful maritime power that leads the entire world, and the special reference of the Royal British Navy!

The British Navy...

Why are they lying in Martinique...

Why did you let Porto's puppy go...

Why……

Zirned's eyes trembled, and he saw a tall and handsome young officer standing in front of him stepping on blood.

"Captain Nessi Zirned?"

Zirned nodded in a daze.

The young officer tweeted: "I am Lieutenant Colonel of the Royal Navy, the Nodder Detachment under the New World Fleet, and the Halloween Fleet Admiral Horazio Nelson, I regret to tell you that in order to ensure the confidentiality of the operation, please hurry up and pray."

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

"About this... the fleet will organize a temporary military court. The trial materials will be reasonably advanced. Perhaps some useful crimes must be created for you, and that's about that."

"Is that... then my last request..."

puff!

Before Zirned could finish his speech, the sharp commanding sword had been inserted from the back of his neck, squeezing the cervical spine, tearing open the muscles and blood vessels along the way.

Zirned twitched, staring at Nelson's military boots in confusion, his pupils spread little by little, slowly losing their highlights.

Nelson pulled out his sword expressionlessly and whispered: "The gentleman's ethics prevent me from ignoring the petition of the deceased, so you still don't say anything and are good to everyone."

He put his sword back into the sheath, turned around and swept over the sailors who boarded the ship: "Mr. Frey, please organize the heroic soldiers to sweep the cabin. In two hours, I will deal with the aftermath on this ship."

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

...

The star Qi was still looming in the west, but the east could not wait to reveal the whiteness of the fish belly.

The sky is blue in the morning, and the endless gorges wind in the corner of Black Ringers all year round whirling the waves against the rock walls, bursts of white foam, dissipating the smoke of gunpowder all night.

The Golden Deer drew a lazy arc and drove out to the end of the sea like an old man walking out of the sea. Bell gently moved his hand to control the huge warship and leaned into the gap between the three frigates like a flower.

The sailors who were piloting were stunned by this bold move. Seeing Drake's sailor carrying the boat board, connecting the golden deer and the lucky horseshoe, they forgot to report it for a moment.

But to be honest, the Golden Deer doesn't need boring notifications to refresh its presence. Among the three frigates, she is like a huge floating island, with a deck two meters high standing out from the crowd, and even the figures on the deck appear particularly tall.

Lorraine walked past the shaking boat board in three or two steps, stepped on the blood-stained deck of Lucky Horseshoe, and saw Nelson in the crowd from afar.

"The ground is covered with blood and minced meat, there are scratches on the deck, scratches on both sides, and the sails are burning... I remember telling you that you should be careful with my boat."

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

"You have to be more frank, Admiral, don't forget that I have invested more than 10,000 pounds in this business. Have you ever seen gold coins piled up into mountains? Put seventy-five kilograms of gold in front of you, and that is a small mountain of gold."

Lorraine shook her sleeves disdainfully.

"So, please be grateful. It is the glory of soldiers to die on the battlefield, and a 30% new Brig can't even make a profit for me."

Nelson blinked: "Thirty percent new?"

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

"But aren't you a pagan?"

"Don't care about the details, Admiral, I'm a pagan, and you're not!"

The black line full of the ship...

Nelson looked at Lorraine in a daze and murmured: "It was not until I was talking to you that I was sure that you were an excellent businessman..."

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

The matter was decided. Bell was appointed as the temporary captain of the Lucky Horseshoe, and was equipped with 50 sailors from the Golden Deer. He rushed to the nearby British colony Grenada to replenish sailors.

Until the end of the Halloween operation, the ship will be in charge of Nelson as a hired ship of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, and will not be allowed to move out of action in any form.

This is certainly not the result of that game-style conversation.

In the age of sails, armed merchant ships had combat power no less than low-level warships, and there were more.

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

The forms of employment are generally divided into employment and recruitment.

Recruitment means forcing the army to enlist. The state will provide cash compensation to personnel, materials, ships and other items incorporated into the military sequence according to the statutory standards. From then on, military templates will be applied and no special treatment will be done.

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

This kind of employment is free. Britain will not provide Lorraine with salary, calculate military merits, and will not compensate for losses.

Correspondingly, Lorraine has the right to reject tasks that he believes are too risky, and at the same time, he also has limited and inviolable dominance over the materials he seized, which is recorded as destruction and sinking in military merits.

The so-called limited means that the Chamber of Commerce does not allow warships at the level of battleships or above under normal circumstances, that is, even if Lorraine seizes large warships above level three, the UK has absolute priority to redeem based on market prices, and this priority is even higher than Lorraine's dominance.

The ownership of the lucky horseshoe is a special case.

It took a lot of money to carry out the arsonist operation. Nelson took out the money and needed Lorraine to advance funds. Now that the operation has been successful, the lucky Horseshoe is the debt paid by Nelson. It is classified under Lorraine's name in the name of Lorraine's capture. For those soldiers, it is recorded as sunk.

This state is a convention, and from a certain perspective, it is also a special way for the army to thank the merchants for their achievements, and it is no different from seizing them.

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

The wind chime is composed of hundreds of Frenchmen hanging from the cliff. It has no struggle or respite. Zirned's senior officer uniform floats at the top, facing the wind, and looks particularly conspicuous.

Lorraine touched her nose: "Admiral, did you hang all the prisoners?"

"Most of them are dead, and a small number are hung alive, I remember that there are eighty-seven."

"I'll never stop..."

"Aren't we pursuing endlessly?" Nelson smiled, "I picked the twenty people in the worst mental state and let them go back. Those madmen will bring the defense fleet over, and then, there will be a bloody battle..."

"There are fifteen days left, let's choose the battlefield." Lorraine whistled and responded to the silent bells, "It's so exciting."

"So, don't die."

"One ship guarantees its capital, two ships make profits. Do you know? I have never done a loss-making business until now."
Chapter completed!