"Left rudder fifth degree!"

"1/3 of the sail, 1/4 of the sail, collect the auxiliary sails, throw down the assault boat. All personnel will be named after the post, and the combat is second-class, and the battle is three kilometers away!"

"Beware of stranding! Keep moving slowly near the coastline and make full use of sight blocking! We will raid the pirates as they raid the safe haven!"

"Peakside! The entire gun door is loaded, the entire ammunition is solid, double gunpowder!"

"I inform all the guns in the entire ship, with the purpose of sinking, completely sinking, not to contain prisoners, not to accept surrender, not to hang national flags, and not to declare the intention to fight! The only order is to kill without mercy!"

Leaving this bloody command, the heroic Captain Amani turned around and his face collapsed.

"Emmons, is it really a ship from the Drake Chamber of Commerce in the safe haven? Observation cannot determine the situation inside. If not, will we use force rashly in the territorial waters of the United States..."

"According to the charts, the shelter on the south bank of the Just is less than 200 meters wide." Major General Chris Emmons, Chief of Staff of the North American Fleet, was rarely serious. "We observed a whole pirate regiment sailing around the island before our observation, and now they are all inside. It can fight a whole pirate regiment for 20 minutes in such a small space. Except for Mr. President Valkyrie, I don't think there is a second merchant ship in this world that can do it."

Amani breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

"And..." Emmons' eyes flashed, "regardless of whether it was Valkyrie or not, the Royal Navy did not have the power to use firepower in the US territorial waters."

“Eh?!”

"The core force rushes into other countries' territorial waters to open fire is the most serious diplomatic accident, not to mention that the United States has ended the war with Great Britain. The Royal Navy can be regarded as a signal of war, and declaring war seems to be the only option for the United States to maintain its dignity."

Amani's face was nervous: "That...that..."

"You want to ask if Great Britain will face the challenge?"

The unconfident captain nodded desperately.

"This is not easy to say. Although the American soldier is weak, France is standing behind her. Britain's economic situation cannot support a new war..." Emmons sold an official, "If Great Britain intends to calm the dispute, it is probably necessary to pay compensation and deal with the person who issued the orders simply and neatly."

Amani's face was pale: "Dispose it?"

"Hanging, beheading, and ordering self-punishment are relatively straightforward practices; imprisonment, detention, ordering to be discharged from the army, and strictly investigate the behind-the-scenes. This is the best way to relieve the United States and calm the disputes."

"blind?"

"And no matter what method the Admiralty decides to adopt, the gentleman who issued the order will definitely be disgraced, and may be involved in political infighting, severely tortured and forced to confess. Do you know the torture of the Royal Security Bureau? There are many kinds, but it is not just a whip and a slasher..."

Bang!

Amani suddenly pinched Emmons' wrist, pinching it tightly, with an attitude that he could crush it and never cut it off.

"Emmons..."

"uh-huh?"

"If...If...If...Kill me, and then help me take care of my elderly parents!"

Emmons held back his laughter: "What, the dignified Lieutenant Colonel Amani is also afraid of severe punishment?"

"No, I'm worried that they will forge confessions!" Amani's big eyes shined. "The general must not be involved in this matter. As long as I die before I go to jail, they will not forge anything!"

Emmons was completely defeated.

He sighed deeply, raised his hand and slapped Amani on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, did the general ask you to take off the rice flag before departure? The soldiers also took off their military uniforms..."

"Today's Nepton is just an ordinary merchant ship that presides over justice. We are not a warship in Great Britain. No matter what evidence others provide, as long as you don't admit it, the United States will have no way to deal with us..."

"Report!" The messenger ran and interrupted Emmons's spiritual chicken soup. "Report the captain, jumped out of the wind shelter in front of him, and the eldest lieutenant asked about the plan for the next stage!"

"The whole ship is ready for war!" Amani regained his heroic posture after only one turn of his head, "Before the battle, be prepared for combat!"

"Yes! Before the battle, first prepare for combat!"

At 12:37, the detoured Nepton joined the battlefield.

Her towering bow slowly drove out of the shelter of the wind ridge, and appeared suddenly in front of the Brigentine fleet at the entrance of the bay like a giant beast floating from the sea.

The Brigentines seemed to see the floating mountains!

The distance is 370, northeast and north, the Nepton speed is 1.5 knots, and the far end is cut into the sideways, which is adjusted to approximately parallel to the Brigentine ship fleet.

Amani announces the start of the battle.

His captain's order was quickly transmitted to every corner of the warship by eight messengers, and the cannons on each floor shouted in unison: "Open the cannon door!"

The gun doors densely arranged on both sides creaked open, and the pure black gun bore poked out of the hull along the cannon track.

"The enemy ship Brigentina has four numbers and is distributed in a dense manner in a fish scale. Measure the various elements D to F, 2 to 6, and count down to thirty times to count down, and each gun locks the nearest target!"

"Twenty-nine! Twenty-eight! Twenty-seven! Twenty-six..."

"Observation confirms the anchor status! The enemy ship group is still, and the correction is only referenced to the dynamics of this ship!"

"Twenty! Nineteen! Eighteen! Seventeen..."

"All gun doors are ready to report!"

"Lehman Group is ready!" "Alan Group is ready!" "Nies Group is ready!" "Hera Group is ready!"...

"Twelve! Eleven! Ten..."

"The port side is bombed! An enemy ship group shelled!"

"The captain ordered the deck personnel to be fixed nearby, maintain the direction and speed, and do not evade! Repeat, do not evade!"

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The mist in the sky rose up, and there were many dull echoes that iron bombs hit the wooden hull.

The image of the Nepton was wrapped up, leaving only the towering mast tips that remained in a slow state, slowly rising and falling along the wind and water.

"Four!Three! Two! One!"

"The calibration is over! The port side gun door is ready!"

"Captain's order, be full!"

"Architecture Plan 1..." "Plan A..." "Preset first set..." / "Fire!"

boom!

The bright red flames licked the sea and teared open the mist. The huge sixteen-pound solid shells flew out from the barrel of the British thirty-two-pound gun and threw them high towards the blue sky.

Its loneliness lasted only for a moment, and after a moment, a second roar exploded, and a twelve-pound solid bomb flew out of the twenty-four-pound gun barrel, chasing the trajectory of the previous shell.

The third one was a six-pound shell, from the top twelve-pound light cannon. The fourth one was another six-pound, followed by twelve, sixteen, sixteen, sixteen…

Stable as mechanical, accurate as quarter of an hour.

The Royal Navy's gunners are the hardest and most terrifying gunners in the world. They may be only half of the mid-range and long-range hit rate, but with British artillery, they have left other countries far apart in tactical execution and shooting efficiency.

This advantage increases with the increase in the caliber of the ship gun. In the 32-pound field, the British speed is only half of the world's speed, with an average of 90 seconds.

The 90-second loading quickly changed the design of saturation. The Royal Navy's saturation time was only 90 seconds. It was accurate to the 110-door Nepton, which was equal to 47 guns firing every 90 seconds, with a sound interval of less than 2 seconds.

The overwhelming shells were flying like a rain of meteors toward Brigentina blocked at the entrance of the bay. Amani and Emmons could clearly see the panic and despair of the pirates in the ship.

Their anchor chains began to be recycled as soon as Nepton sailed out of the wind shelter. Unfortunately, less than three minutes were not enough for them to prepare for the sailing. Before the anchor could rise from the sea, the meteor shower had already covered the sea where they were.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom bo

One round, two rounds, three rounds...

The artillery fire poured into the small sea at the entrance of the bay for a moment, and there was no sign of enemy or scream. It was not until the third round that the messenger brought Amani a lookout news.

"Report! Mr. Captain, observation confirmed that three ships in Brigentina were leaving the ammunition area, one ship was not injured, two ships were seriously injured, all of which had fled into the bay, and the first mate applied for pursuit!"

"No need to pursue." Amani was cold and handsome, "ordered the shelling to stop, turn the bow of the ship to block the entrance of the bay, and prepare for war on the starboard side."

"Yes! Turn the bow of the ship to block the bay entrance, and prepare for battle on the starboard side!"

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