January 4, 1780, Kingston.

After finishing his farewell to the old and welcome the new, Lorraine and his sailors took the Cyclops to Port Royal.

Although he had decided to officially enter the pirate world and declare war on Cotton Jack, neither Lorraine nor his sailors took this matter too much.

Times are different after all.

The so-called great pirates have long been lost in their golden age, and the pirates who live in the present are far from the navy of the world's great powers in terms of strength and level.

Lorraine and his Golden Deer once bet on life and death at sea with the French, who were second only to the Royal Navy in their overall strength.

Lerobel's battle allowed them to experience the world's top maritime strength and also allowed them to see their own strength clearly.

With this uninvolved experience and the confidence that followed, Lorraine dared to be proud of the upcoming war.

The main energy of the Drake Chamber of Commerce is still to focus on the expansion of commerce.

The Northwest European and Western Branch will not join the war, and the main force of the Caribbean Branch will not be transferred to confrontation.

The center of gravity of the General Chamber of Commerce is still tilted to profitable smuggling. After joining the fleet, most of the seamen will disembark in the Crow's Nest, leaving only Henna, Noah and Yacharin with the ship, and Wang Ye and the Cyclops will also head north to Boston at that time.

So Lorraine also brought Dylan, Hill and Bartot this time.

In his plan, the next Pirate King will use the Golden Deer as the flagship, Lorraine will serve as the fleet admiral and serve as the captain of the Golden Deer, Henna will helm, and Yacharin will be the cannon.

Noya regulates the sailor's psychology and uses it as a high-end combat power. Dylan is in charge of the second mate and leads the sailing. Hill is in charge of the observation deck. Barto is the leader of the sailor and also leads the stormtrooper.

In terms of the brigade, Orves presided over the God of Love, Leonard served as deputy admiral, and was also in charge of the Three-eyed Crow.

Although the overall arrangement was a little short of capital, the long-term sailors who occupied a large proportion of the fleet were enough to realize the potential of the Jinlu sailing and combat side, and to form a tacit understanding with the two marching ships.

In the captain's room, Lorraine was designing the fleet's combat formation and standard changes, and suddenly felt a slight shock under her feet.

"Have you entered Hong Kong?"

He put down his pen, pushed open the door, and stretched his waist in the bright winter sun.

Port Royal is being expanded.

The vast seawall is docked in the west with dense mooring boats, while the sea surface in the east is empty. The Cyclops happen to be anchored at the junction of dense and sparse. Looking around, it feels like they are at the center of the world.

The situation on the shore is not much different.

The dock workers in the west sweated wildly, pushing trucks and carrying goods; the dock workers in the east sweated wildly, pushing sand and gravel, and carrying logs.

Surprisingly, Lorraine saw a familiar figure among the construction workers, Nelson.

The young naval colonel was wearing a new military uniform and was discussing something fiercely with his colleagues on the platform. He poked his fingers down, wishing he could pierce the drawings on the table.

"Is this considered fate?"

Lorraine smashed her mouth with a strange face, informing the seafarers that they met at the Chamber of Commerce where the Golden Deer were anchored, and then got off the boat alone and walked to the near the platform.

"Col. Nelson, don't be fine."

Nelson turned his head in surprise: "Drake! Damn, have you escaped from the Mayan curse?"

...

After a while, Lorraine followed Nelson to a cafe near the dock.

The two sat opposite each other and ordered their orders. Lorraine smiled and looked at Nelson's new uniform, tapped the table with her fingers, and said softly: "I am really happy to see that you have got your wish."

"Did you see?" Nelson scratched his nose shyly, "Actually, he was appointed at the end of June, but it was not until August that he officially received the title. After receiving the title, I went to Luci to find you, but your beautiful butler told me that you were on Amazon again."

"Sorry, I'm a person who can't rest." Lorraine shrugged.

The coffee is coming.

Jamaica is a coffee town. Even the unknown coffee shops on the street have excellent coffee beans. The misty heat wafts out a refreshing fragrance. Just one sip makes people feel refreshed.

Lorraine stirred coffee casually: "Why are you in commanding the project? Did the Jazz transfer you back to the shore because of this promotion of military rank?"

"The Jazz won't do such an unpleasant transfer." Nelson laughed, "The Colonel's rank is not suitable for frigates, so I was transferred from the Badger. The new ship is HMS Xinchinbrook, a patrol ship that has only been reduced from the old third-level, but due to the large-scale transformation, she has just completed the local sea test and wants to arrive at Port Royal, which is probably next month."

"A fourth-class ship that has been reduced to the level...it sounds worse than the Badger." Lorraine thought of the Hokage Mountain and pursed her lips invisibly, "Why don't you let the Jazz pick a new fifth-class ship for you?"

"The old third-level is the only way to command battleships. If I want to be the commander of a battleship, I must first be familiar with the advantages and disadvantages of this old ship."

"Old-school thinking..." Lorraine accused without hesitation, "Can Xinchinbrook charge and approach? This old-designed warship can only make the commander's thoughts tied up by the old-fashioned battle lines, and nothing else can do."

"Even if we all know this... tradition is tradition, and we have nothing to do except accept it."

The atmosphere of the conversation fell, and Lorraine and Nelson felt a little unbearable after drinking coffee.

The two spoke almost at the same time.

"I said..."

"wait until……"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Lorraine waved her hand: "You first."

Nelson nodded and thanked: "I want to say that when Hinchibrook arrives at the port, I want to regain patrol the Mosquito Coast."

"Mosquito Coast? Central America? Is the sea situation in the Gulf of Mexico still the Spanish dominant? Do you think the Royal Navy is ready to take action against Spain?"

"This is related to the new order of the ocean pursued by the Jazz!" Nelson's voice was full of confidence. "After the Battle of the Windward Islands, France had lost the ability and qualification to independently challenge the Royal Navy. All they could rely on was the Spanish. Spain was the vicious dog of the house. Except in the Gulf of Mexico, they would not risk being used by France."

"Fight against Spain in the Spanish backyard?" Lorraine frowned, "I don't think the Jazz would have too strong intentions."

Nelson looked a little depressed and distressed.

"I know, but that is the sea area where the New World is most likely to have a decisive war. If you want to get merit, I can only wait there."

“Where is North America?”

"Continental Squadron?" Nelson said with a strange voice and pondered, "Your brother's tactics have great restrictions on his subordinates. If possible, I don't want to be under his command. The second formation in Newfoundland is more free, but there is no conditions for a war in the north. The admiral of the second formation is also an old-school officer..."

"You need freedom and merit, right?" Lorraine grinned and smiled kindly.

Nelson nodded without hesitation: "I hope that the Admiralty will see my ability to command formations and even fleets, otherwise my military will end here, and it is almost impossible to be promoted to general."

"Then you can only take the initiative to attack... If it doesn't work at sea, how about land?"

"Are you talking about taking the initiative to increase regional friction?"

"The risk of taking the initiative is too great." Lorraine smiled and waved her hand. "I mean colonial disputes, such as attacking the Spanish colonies in Central America, are not under the control of the Jazz, but the right of the governor of Jamaica. But Jamaica is an island, and if you want to do this, you must need the assistance of the navy to land, so your opportunity comes."

"The fourth-class ship is a good formation flagship with sufficient carrying capacity. It can carry several ships to transport landing troops and provide some support. Even if you have a good relationship with the Governor, you can also take into account the responsibilities of the land commander."

"It is also a merit to expand territory for His Majesty the King, and the friction between Britain and the West is intensifying. If you are familiar with the Spanish, you will be relied on by the jazz. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

Nelson's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Will you continue to help me then?"

"It depends on the timing of your launch." Lorraine laughed awkwardly, "I just wanted to tell you that I came to Kingston this time to take the fleet north to Turtle Island to declare war on His Highness, a famous pirate king..."
Chapter completed!