The waves gently beat the beach and squelched the noise of the pier plank road, making people peaceful.


    Nature has the magic of calming the mind. Even Lorraine can''t help breathing with the sound of waves and slowly approaches the beautiful lieutenant who overlooks the ocean.


    Gossip is gossip. Lorraine doesn''t intend to discuss any details with Rashid. It''s not his duty as a mercenary, and his relationship with Nelson can''t tolerate this level of offense.


    Gossip is not gossip. Since Nelson has deliberately asked for permission to talk, he must gain something in the next time and prove that he deserves trust and expectation.


    Bind your hands and feet like walking on thin ice.


    Relatively equal and relatively unfamiliar interpersonal relationships are difficult to deal with. In essence, they are no different from the double arrow secret love of stomachache.


    It''s just that Lorraine would never think so.


    After all, take normal social behavior as love and make up for the secret feelings of important same-sex social objects towards themselves without authorization. This mean angle


    Lorraine couldn''t help shivering. In a twinkling of an eye, she turned into a warm smile.


    He was already standing by the sea side by side with Rashid.


    "It''s a nice day, Mr. company commander."


    "I''m the only one of us with an umbrella, so from my heart, I prefer it to rain now, Mr. President." Rashid looked at the sea without looking back.


    Lorraine did not look at him, sneered and whispered, "I''m afraid you''ll be disappointed. Barbados is not London. The weather here is good. I guess it''s very good."


    "It''s boring," said Rashid, with a flat mouth and an umbrella. "Can you get straight to the point? Your height makes me very uncomfortable."


    "Height? I heard that short people have a better chance of survival on the battlefield."


    "Intelligence gives you a chance to survive, sir." Rashid poked his head angrily. "A stupid man is just a striking beast no matter how tall he is."


    "It sounds like you like hiding yourself."


    "What''s wrong? Ah! A powerful man like you probably can''t understand the difference between tactics and combat."


    Rashid stepped back and made an exaggerated gentleman''s salute to Lorraine.


    "For example, in the battle of Bunker Hill, stupid gage ordered my eighth company to seize the xiangyangpo position first. I refused, took my subordinates around Bunker Hill and moved to Roxbury''s throat."


    "It turned out that I was right. Soon after I resisted, another fool Prescott took over Bunker Hill with a regiment of Continental Army. If the eighth company stayed there, there might be no residue left."


    "The eight companies that gained freedom became a free force in the battle of Bunker Hill. Even the headquarters didn''t know where I was."


    "Later, William Howe took over the command of the fool gage. When he hit his head and blood at the foot of the mountain, it was me who dropped the continental command in the throat of Roxbury, forcing the Hicks to make up their mind to retreat and avoid greater losses."


    Speaking of this, Rashid raised his slender neck from bottom to top and looked up proudly at Lorraine''s eyes.


    Lorraine awkwardly touched the tip of his nose: "I guessed that your eighth company had a brilliant past, but I didn''t expect it to be so brilliant."


    "It''s just the basics of tactics, sir. You can kill the enemy alive."


    "But you seem to have forgotten one thing..."


    "Huh?"


    "Charleston peninsula is surrounded by water on three sides. Under the rule of the Royal Navy, it is a living place extending in all directions. Martinique is not. Sir Parker''s main fleet will not approach the French nest. Once you go to the island, the only way you can leave is us."


    Ignoring Rashid''s slightly open mouth, Lorraine made an exaggerated salute like him.


    "We have a consensus on one thing, that is, only living can kill the enemy, so I will try to persuade my supervisors to live well. By the way, do you know the essence of the Navy?"


    "What?"


    "Mobile island." Lorraine said word by word, "in the boundless sea, we can go anywhere and no one can be trapped."


    Rashid''s face was a little ugly: "in my opinion, Lieutenant Colonel Nelson is a competent and brave soldier."


    "He is, but I''m not."


    The chat ended neatly. Before both sides felt embarrassed, Lorraine tied with a bow and turned to Nelson with her belt crossed.


    Such an expansion seems to be somewhat unexpected to Nelson.


    "What? It''s over?"


    "Gossip, weather, history, and a few more gossip. We''re not familiar. I should ask captain Rashid if he has an unmarried sister."


    "That''s not polite for your relationship."


    "Right?" Lorraine raised his eyebrows. "Lieutenant, are you familiar with the battle of Bunker Hill?"


    "Bunker Hill?"


    "In June 1775, the first war after Lexington was shot, I read my father''s war report at that time. I remember the disastrous victory... Right?"


    Nelson frowned and recalled for a long time: "I remember that because the Continental Army seized Bunker Hill ahead of time, general gage was removed from office, and vicomte Howe, who took over, paid a painful price. More than 1000 people were injured and more than 200 died..."


    "By the way, the main force of that war was the 52nd infantry regiment. The first company of the Grenadier was almost destroyed. Captain Rashid''s eighth company made great achievements, but for some reason, there was no praise."


    Nelson seemed to remember the content of the military newspaper completely, and the more he spoke, the more fluent he became.


    "The 52nd infantry regiment was originally the most elite regiment in Boston. It also has a good reputation for defeating the enemy in the whole colonial army system. It seems that after the war, this regiment completely lost its combat effectiveness. It is speculated that it was due to excessive war damage and unfair treatment."


    "The Grenadier company has not been rebuilt yet. In the subsequent Boston campaign, they fled without fighting and lost face. General Clinton seems to have deliberately transferred them back to their homeland, but he has not announced it yet..."


    Lorraine was stunned: "since you know so much about this army, why..."


    "The eighth company was strongly recommended to Sir Clinton by general Clinton. I heard that they have always been very active and participated in the anti rebel war many times. If captain Rashid hadn''t been so bad at communicating with people that they couldn''t be treated fairly, they would have been famous."


    "Boston has long been lost. As you said, the 52nd regiment has no record of success. Captain Rashid''s activity in recent years may have replaced many partners. Being discordant with one person is not good at communicating with everyone, but he is favored by the supreme Officer..."


    "The Marines evaluated the battle plan and rejected it. They thought landing on the island was tantamount to death." Nelson gently interrupted Lorraine. "I know eighth company and Rashid are not good partners, but Sir promoted Halloween just because of his trust in me. I can''t let him take responsibility."


    "Do you know the kindness..." Lorraine looked at Nelson in silence for a long time. "I suggest you talk to captain Rashid again. If the result is still like this... Then you have enough reason to bear all the mistakes just by changing the plan without authorization and causing the action to fail. How, do you want to try?"


    "Try again... Isn''t it?"