At the end of October, autumn is getting stronger.

In my impression, the pain of the scorching summer seemed to be yesterday, but when the clouds blocked the sun, people could indeed feel the wind ripples.

Qiu's footsteps ran from land to sea, carrying the coolness of the mountains and the polar regions, and gently kicked the seamen in the face.

Hey! Hey! Ha!ヾ(≧O≦)ッao~

The autumn is clear and cool. In the depths of the open Bay of Biscay, two high-spirited fleets are passing through the waves like knights.

They are the first and the two formations of the direct fleet of the Drake Chamber of Commerce and the first official fleet to be carried out by the special service. Today is the first formal fleet-level confrontation exercise since the establishment of the direct fleet.

The practical maritime confrontation drill is an absolute new thing in this era.

Because naval guns have developed to this day, the high temperature and high pressure when they are released have long reached the point where only metal bombs can withstand it.

Lime wrapped in cloth will definitely cause fire and leak in the chamber pipe. Although rubber and wooden bullets can barely be fired, due to deformation problems, they will be far from the actual data, resulting in loss of reference value.

Naval battles cannot be separated from artillery battles, and artillery battles cannot be separated from artillery shells. If metal bombs are really activated... Where is the drill or the drill? Is it an internal strife?

In short, the news of internal strife in Drake's direct fleet blew throughout the New World like a hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico. This pioneering live-fire drill attracted the attention of all parties as soon as it was made public.

The drills are in place.

Bai Fang: The special service formation of the direct fleet of the Drake General Chamber of Commerce.

Flagship Valkyri-class patrol ship Yatis Lady, 54 doors;

The Liaoshi Shen-class destroyer Future, New Code, 40 Gate;

Bermuda Brig-type frigate, headless Ostrich, 26 doors;

Bermuda Brigentine communication ship Xiangyanghua, 16 doors;

Formation Commander Pierce Artis.

Black side: The first formation of the direct fleet of the Drake Chamber of Commerce.

The flagship second-generation Yashiji destroyer Mistera, 42 doors;

Brenheld, Grey, 40 gates;

Bermuda Brig-type gray-backed falcon, puffin, sea sparrow, warship bird, white pelican, 26 doors;

Bermuda Brigentine type dark champagne, hydrangea, oleander, 16 doors;

Formation Commander Fafna Hanji.

The comparison between the two sides is as high as 5 to 11. Whether in terms of the number of ships, gun gates or total sailors, the first formation has an absolute advantage over the special service formation.

And such a huge hardware difference seems to further prove the authenticity of the rumor that is buzzing:

[The young Admiral Hanji fell in love with the younger Admiral Artis, but after receiving the confession, Admiral Artis was entangled with the beautiful female sailors on the ship, and was captured by Admiral Hanji in the cabin...].

That’s right, this is a complete personal grudge, a duel of love and hate, and a typical example of private use of public instruments!

The impulse of young people completely became the weakness of the Drake Chamber of Commerce in this incident.

President Drake lost control of his subordinates. Although he was anxious and intelligent, he still came up with a beautiful excuse to deceive ordinary people, but everyone knew that no matter what the outcome of this battle, the once powerful direct fleet would greatly lose its vitality.

The Drake fleet, whose strength is comparable to that of the colonial government, is over!

Lorraine Drake will end in this ridiculous way, the situation in the Caribbean ushered in a turning point, clouds block the sun, and evil rises again...

Who else will stand up to protect the interests of businessmen?

Who should be responsible for the pirates who are united because of the active and active Baishang Association?

There is a future...

Amid all kinds of speculations and worries, the hour hand was turned to 9 o'clock.

At 9:00 a.m. on October 28, 1785, clouds, strong winds, and waves.

Yacharin walked up Valkyrie's deck with two black and white flags seriously.

“It’s all!”

"1,000 meters ahead of the port side, the solid bullets are full, and three volleys are ordered to be fired, and prepare..."

"Open fire!"

Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!

...

Mistera, three hours ago.

The rising sun is rising.

The petite Fafuna was wearing a big windbreaker and lay on the upper deck that seemed to be extended by the ship. She blushed and lowered her head, allowing the scattered sea to cover most of her face, revealing only her bright red lips and her perky nose.

In front of her was a map of the battlefield. The vast sea surface of ten kilometers long and wide was surrounded by land on three sides. It seemed that there were no islands and reefs, but the chart was based on the ocean currents and the depth was added to countless lines.

These lines are added on different transparent layers, and stacked onto one piece to see obvious patterns.

She continued to add various hydrological related aspects such as wind environment, tide rush lines, fishing routes, etc., but they were almost impossible to have an impact, and they were rarely included in the seven or eight layers considered.

The chart finally became messy, and the sea surface was covered with dense lines.

Fafuna took a deep breath, finally covered the formation map, and wrote quickly on the blank space.

More than half an hour later...

"Admiral, is it done?" asked Grim, the captain of the Grey, carefully.

"Well...Mengmeng..."

Fafna's head was lowered even harder, almost completely attached to the thick writing board.

A thin floating sound came from the board intermittently, like a chart talking.

Trust is sometimes such a magical thing.

More than twenty-seven old and young men, captains of each ship and seamen of flagships surrounded a shy little girl like an ostrich. No one heard the sound of her mosquitoes, even though she didn't say much, and she believed it deeply.

Since the homework is done, it is time to issue an order next.

The men were waiting, and Fafna's little hands pinched the big back edge, tremblingly dodged and handed it to the only woman beside her, the first mate of Mistera, Anne Rowling.

"Command!" Anne supported a one-meter-long and wide super-large board with one hand, with her big arms and forearm muscles bulging. "One, each ship inspected and thoroughly investigated the artillery shells. The admiral found that some artillery shells had leakage, with a proportion of about 3%, which would affect the hitting effect. These hidden dangers must be eliminated before actual combat!"

"Yes!" More than twenty people shook the world.

"Second, I think so! The lady is at the Valkyrie level. Although we have the advantage in the total number, please don't forget Bastel, the pirates are also the advantage in the total number!"

"yes!"

"Three, the basic tactics are to attack together, Mistera, the gray-backed falcon, and the white pelicans entangled the noble lady, hydrangea, and oleander to go out on the outside, so as not to break through."

"yes!"

"Brenheld vs. Future, Gray vs. New Generation, Sea Sparrow vs. Ostrich, Puffin, Fleet Bird, and Champagne attacks Xiangyanghua. After breaking Xiangyanghua, attack in reverse order!"

"yes!"

"Fourth, send special attention to receive flagship orders, and the details of the battle orders shall be subject to the flag language!"

"yes!"

"Five, the pursuit line is set to the flagship five kilometers, don't chase the enemy!"

"yes!"

After the order was delivered, Anne put down the big board and leaned into Fafna's ear and asked softly: "Admiral, talk."

"Ah... Then... everyone..." Fafuna snatched her windbreaker and died, "Anyway, it's still early, so... allow shift changes... please go back and rest."

"Each captain returns to the ship!" Annie translated with a sonorous voice, "The whole fleet organizes meals, two liners replace, waiting for the order of war! Do you understand!"

"yes!"

"We follow the goddess of victory!" Anne shouted.

"The shy goddess is invincible!" Everyone responded.

"First formation..."
Chapter completed!