Off grand mays island
The Gallen destroyer flying the Spanish flag fled East with billowing smoke and sails, like a strong old woman staggering, but running fast.
Lorraine looked at her gloomily, even more gloomily at his bloody deck and the disorderly cables swaying in the wind like dead snakes on the yard, and couldn''t help spitting.
Blindly taking risks will suffer retribution. Now he deeply feels the philosophical nature of this sentence.
The straight approach was smooth, and the two newly installed 32 pound mortars made a good start.
The left bow gun operated by acharin himself fired three times in seven minutes, turning from 90 degrees forward to 180 degrees to the side. It fired two shots in three, and each hit made a big hole in the opposite destroyer.
However, the two heavy casualties neither endangered the waterline nor triggered a martyrdom explosion. The limited fire was controlled within a small range by the Spanish sailors who were skilled in business. The sagging sails were quickly re reinforced, hardly affecting the deadly speed.
On the contrary, the Spanish counterattack is very effective.
About 100 meters in the same direction, the Spaniards hit the golden deer four times with three rounds of chaotic and orderly full shelling. The fourth chain bullet fortunately twisted the main mast rope of the golden deer, and the large main sail and the whole stern collapsed, making Lorraine completely lose the possibility of pursuit.
An hour
Lorraine angrily took the knife back to its sheath and asked Noah, "how long has it been since the war?"
"49 minutes and 16 seconds." Noah was as accurate as ever.
"Oh! Boring."
Sailor signal, Hinchinbrook came to the side from seven o''clock. Nelson and Spencer jumped over on the board, passed through the busy sailors and walked to Lorraine together.
"Is the loss big?" Nelson asked.
"One high-level shotgun killed three, injured seven and seriously injured three. The ship was shot three times, but there was no direct attack. The disordered cables took about 20 minutes to sort out."
Spencer sighed with respect: "although I don''t understand naval warfare, President Drake can defeat three with one, and can capture one and hurt one in a short time. Colonel Nelson said that your combat effectiveness is worth looking forward to. It is indeed a sincere statement."
Lorraine responded with a strong spirit: "it''s just a problem of the battlefield situation. The Spaniards have made a serious miscalculation, and they sent the results. I just received the results while completing the task of luring the enemy, which is not the embodiment of the strength of both sides."
Nelson smiled and nodded: "the class V did not make any mistakes when it was attacked and broken. The Spanish Navy is an opponent worthy of our respect. On the sea, only they and France can be enemies with us."
Lorraine glanced at him angrily: "you know, give me half an hour more, and my Caribbean branch is likely to have another class 5 ship."
"But your sail fell."
"That''s because you only gave me time to risk."
"It''s prejudice," Nelson said. "If God wants you to be the master of that ship, even if you hit it only once, you will be her master."
"That''s why I never liked that God."
The fierce and short encounter soon entered the final stage and was not taken into account by anyone.
The Mayes islands are located in the disputed sea area under British Western control, and both sides have fixed fleet cruises.
Small scale conflicts like this happen every month, but there are few winners and losers like today.
The British won the victory and exchanged two small ships for two big ships and flagship small ships.
The black goat and the Cyclops worked together to control the broken Brig. The soldiers on board did not carry out unnecessary resistance, so they chose to surrender.
Their disposal is in Kingston, not in Royal port.
Although they were captives in the naval battle, the negotiations and decisions on the conflicts related to the mosquito coast should be the power of the governor of Jamaica, that is, Major General John Darling.
Considering the cost of feeding a ship of healthy officers and prisoners, Lorraine believes that this matter will soon reach a conclusion satisfactory to all sides.
The harvest of Drake chamber of commerce is naturally the brig, named North San Juan. Her name comes from the estuary of San Juan River, which sounds like a particularly festive omen.
The British also like to talk, so Nelson chartered the fleet to stay in the war area for two hours to deal with the damage on board. He also arranged sailors to send them back to Royal harbor in the most formal way for repair.
In these two hours, other ships of the fleet can''t be idle. We should take back the most important submarines at present. If too many small boats are lost, we have to return to Hong Kong as soon as possible to replenish them.
Just because every boat is very important to the sea taking operation, and the starting point of the golden deer is different from the battle line, Lorraine can only act alone, command the golden deer, follow the sea current and detour all the way to the side of little mays island.
One boat has been found, the other
"Report! The submachine was found at two o''clock, 2.2km away, deep into the reef zone."
"What trouble..."
Lorraine scratched her hair impatiently and ordered the golden deer to anchor. A group of sailors drove the boat that had just been hoisted into the reef and dragged the other boat out of the depths of the reef.
But who knows, there''s more trouble.
The boat hit a rock
This kind of floating flat bottomed boat rarely hits the reef. Even if it hits the reef, the consequences are very different from those of a large ship.
Her condition is more like being lifted by the waves and then placed on a reef below sea level, which is more similar to grounding.
Grounding is not grounding, and hitting the reef is not hitting the reef.
The sailors boarded the boat and checked it. They determined that the bottom of the boat was pierced by a sharp reef. Although it was not a big problem for the time being, if they were dragged away by force, it was likely to expand the wound and completely scrap the whole boat.
At present, there is only one way, diving and manually carrying the boat off the reef.
The sailors immediately got into the water, swam around the boat in scattered ways, held the hull and worked together.
The submachine boat enjoying the treatment of sugar gourd creaked and shook discontentedly, and soon fell silent.
Insufficient number
Lorraine sighed helplessly, put down his goggles and jumped into the sea from the freeboard like a vigorous dolphin.
Poop!
In March, the Caribbean Sea was clear and warm. Lorraine opened his eyes at the bottom of the water, and the transparent eyelids blocked the salty color, showing the colorful underwater world in front of him.
In fact, it is quite deep here. The deepest part of the undulating seabed is 40 to 50 meters. The misty light is haloed on the colorful coral reefs, spreading out a dream country that can never exist on land.
The view here is full of chaotic coral trees formed by miscellaneous small coral trees. The branches are covered with white star shaped flowers, which is just opposite to the plants on the land. The branches of coral trees fixed on the seabed rocks are developed from top to bottom.
Lorraine seemed to see a thin tube like a film and a cylinder shaking under the sea waves.
Their fresh petals with fiber tentacles drift with the sea waves. From time to time, fish with light bodies and fast fins come and fly over the tree canopy like birds.
It was a living flower, a living Mimosa. Lorraine wanted to reach out and pick it. An alarm was sent out in the flowers.
The snow-white petals shrank into their scarlet boxes, the flowers disappeared in front of Lorraine, and the coral clump turned into a large simple stone dome.
Lorraine was amused by the wake-up forest. Suddenly, he became very playful and shouted loudly on the surface of the Shanghai.
"Acharin, let the boat come back and pick up twenty people to carry the boat!"
Acharin poked his head out of the side: "Captain, what about you?"
"I found Haiwang''s beautiful garden and planned to swim at the bottom of the sea while I was free."
"Eh?"
Lorraine dived into the water again and swam forward along the path closed by flowers and trees.
The coral trees climbed closely in front of him, and the branches became more and more open, just like the remains of a civilization composed of extremely low buildings in the stone jungle.
He swam through a dark corridor like corridor, from this inclined and long corridor to the seabed more than 50 meters deep.
The sunlight has become weak here. It shines on the natural uneven arched buildings and on the sagging ceiling arranged like a crystal candlestick and dotted with Mars. It has magical power from time to time.
In the middle of the coral branches, Lorraine saw countless strange coral trees, sea lice coral, arthropod butterfly coral, and some gathered into piles of coral, some green and some red, like seaweed on the lime ground.
Lorraine couldn''t recall Verne''s words to them: [these coral piles, or life, have just struggled from unconscious sleep and haven''t completely separated from the physical properties of minerals].
Lorraine continued to travel.
After changing his Qi twice in a row, he had gone deep into the reef and was in a vast forest.
Huge mineral plants and thick stone trees are combined by those kudzu vine and beautiful feather grass wreaths, dotted with all kinds of colors and reflections.
Their tall branches went deep into the darkness of the sea, and Lorraine swam freely under them.
At his feet, there are tubular coral, brain shaped shellfish, star shaped shellfish, mushroom shaped shellfish and bamboo shaped coral, forming a carpet made of flowers, showing brilliant colors.
A palm sized star shaped shell looks particularly eye-catching. Its brilliance is different from that of the same kind. It seems that the cage gathers all the recognizable colors in the world, forming a gradual and clear vortex, setting off the main pattern of dark red and ink in the middle.
Like a sword, like a mountain, and like the capital [Λ] in the Greek letters.
Lorraine''s face was not strange, and he wondered to himself, does the sea god here also like a bad tempered asasin woman who likes to talk to herself?
He reached out to pick up the star shaped shell from the quartz sand and put it in his arms. This rude move shocked the residents under the shell.
A red and white clownfish ran up in a panic, bumped clumsily into Lorraine''s fingertips, poof, and swam away quickly.
Lorraine looked in the direction it swam, looked, looked
Grunt, grunt, grunt!
Dense pale bubbles came out of Lorraine''s mouth, connected into lines and gathered into smoke, competing to float on the surface of Shanghai.
A strong sense of suffocation attacked. Lorraine kicked on the bottom of the sea and appeared on the sea with a crash.
"Here... Here..."
He used the fastest speed to distinguish the direction and distance, found at least three markers, deeply engraved in his mind, and then swam quickly in the direction of the golden deer.
"Acharin! Let those lazy guys speed up their movements and carry the boat out!" he gasped and tried to make himself calm. "And! Except for the most basic reserved crew, all the sailors gathered into the sea!"
"Nyold is on the ship. I seem to have found the Sunken Treasure Ship!"