After the meeting ended, Tang Mingtong left Yan Kun and Jian Wenyue and sent them a tutorial each, explaining that this was an assignment for them to "turn to regular" to become second lieutenant officers.

The tutorial was printed with the words "1646" and "There are 18 homeworks in total," said Tang Mingtong: "Tomorrow, finish the first one before nine o'clock in the morning, and then hand over the homework to my desk. From then on, the warship will complete one every day in the port and one at sea in three days!"

Yan Kun opened it and looked at the first job: draw a sketch of the left and right sides of the Navy Cruise 181 ship, draw each cabin and explain the purpose, and draw a schematic diagram of all sails and main ancillary facilities.

This is not a small project. The 181 ship is a three-masted warship and a new ship. It has many sails and is complete, and its past experience may not be enough.

If it were ordinary Hou Busheng, Tang Mingtong waved them to walk, let them do it themselves and have enough food and clothing.

However, in response to the captain's attitude just now, Tang Mingtong called an old non-commissioned officer named "Old Pan" and took the young man to observe the warship and went to see everywhere.

"Hey!" said Old Pan, "Two guys, I'll take you to the mainmast to the platform. There is the best view there, you can see the entire ship deck. Are you not afraid to go to a high place, right?"

Due to the instructions from the department head just now, Old Pan asked in advance, otherwise he would not even ask questions. This is a good way to tease Xindian on the warship, so that they can make a fool of themselves and know that it is amazing. If Xindian is afraid of high altitude sickness, that would be even better!

"No! No!" The young man responded quickly.

They left the open-air deck and found that the warship had set sail and left the port.

He was very quick to move, and he was caught in the wind outside Hong Kong and went east.

The sailors on the ship were busy and following the officer's instructions.

"Go up!" Old Pan said at the rope ladder next to the main mast, and pointed out the two new guys to apply a little talc powder to their hands. He took the lead and Yan Kun and Jian Wenyue followed him to climb.

The rope ladder was very solid, and the three men were rushing up in a row. As their bodies continued to rise, Yan Kun felt a little nervous. Speaking of which, the main mast was about ten meters long and rushed on the ground, but there was a soft rope ladder shaking back and forth under his feet, so he felt very high, and felt very suspended and insecure.

In the past, I had masts in military academy, but they were not tall masts, and they were guarded by people on both sides, and he was like flat ground.

Now that he is on this mast, only his comrade Jian Wenyue is below, and no one else is watching. Everyone is doing their own jobs and has no extra staff. This is his naval career!

When he climbed to three-quarters of the height, a shout of "tie" came from the deck, which indicated that the sail of the cable had been fixed, the sail had been tilted towards the stern, so the hull was tilted even further towards the wind. Yan Kun looked down and saw that the ship's guardrail was slowly moving. Behind it was the sea--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A strong wind blew, blew the sails and crackled, and the hull was tilted sharply, as if the warship was about to fall sideways!

Yan Kun felt panic on the rope ladder and felt as if he was rushing towards the sea!

His hands seemed to have ankylosing, holding the rope ladder tightly and no longer climbed up. He stood on the rope ladder in a "big shape". Under the influence of factors such as the earth's gravity and centrifugal force, he was frozen there and could not move at all, and his nameless panic and rational worry arose in his heart.

The lattice of the rope ladder and the crossed rope kicks were pressed against him for a while, and then pushed him back like a dry shirt.

As a result, the Southeast King Yan Kun was so irrelevant and his performance was not outstanding.

At his age, Yan Changwu has become the leader among Taiwanese pirates. He waved his sword with his own hands and cut off his enemy's head in public!

After Yan Kun grew up as a woman from the deep palace, even though he grew up in a military academy since childhood, no one dared not give him face, which is a flower in a greenhouse.

Therefore, Yan Changwu drove him to the westernmost part of the Chinese power to join the army, allowing him to understand the true meaning of life from his military career.

A figure went down a rope to his left. It turned out that Old Pan slid down from above. He gently held Yan Kun's wrist with his hand and encouraged him, "Come on, young man, you can do it, follow me, your eyes are up, and you're leaving!"

Watching him climbing ropes with his hands and feet, rubbing upwards, while Yan Kun climbs a ladder, how could he fall behind!

Yan Kun's right foot steadily stepped onto a step, stepped onto a ladder above, and then his left foot followed, but as the sail was under pressure, his body shook back suddenly. He quickly closed his eyes and held his breath.

Open his eyes and climbed up again, while Old Pan quickly climbed onto the platform from the side of the mast tower, pulled Yan Kun up, and signaled: "Hey, young man, pick up your brother too!"

So Yan Kun stretched out his hand and pulled Jian Wenyue up behind him. The two of them felt a little stiff when they touched each other!

I couldn't help but smile at each other, don't talk about my second brother.

The three people were crowded on the mainmast building platform. The platform space was not large and it was full of crowds.

"This is the mainmast platform, young man!" Old Pan said. He consciously ignored the embarrassing appearance of the two new guys. If it were the past, he would have ridiculed the new guys. "The one in the distance is naturally the foremast platform!"

"Old Pan, I'm very grateful for helping me up just now." Yan Kun said: "Thank you, call me Xiao Yang, Yang Zai!"

A master is his teacher, and Yan Kun dare not be arrogant!

"You don't have to be polite! Xiao Yang!" Old Pan said enthusiastically: "Look, this is Zhi Suofan!"

He pointed at some triangular sails, and Yan Kun knew that they were hanging on the ropes and swung them like curtains on the ropes.

"I understand that the rope is used to spread these sails," Yan Kun said.

"Well, that's right, Xiao Yang, they did spread the sails, but their real function is to fix the mast and pull the mast forward so that the mast will fall backward when the ship shakes forward and back." Old Pan instructed him to show him the function of the side sail.

In fact, Yan Kun has learned all of them in books, but when he is immersed, he has an intuitive impression and truly understands it.

"That is to say, the mast needs support?" Yan Kun patted the mast and said, it was thick and solid, but the crew members were still afraid that it would fall down?

"The wind is very strong at sea! The sails are under a large area of ​​stress, and the stress acts on the mast..." Lao Pan said: "If it weren't for the side-supporting sails pulling them from both sides, and the rear-supporting ropes, or those who are heading behind, they would have pulled the mast into the sea long ago!"

"Not mentioning the mast, even the ship can be overturned!" Old Pan preached.

"However, the wind direction is uncertain, so we have to constantly adjust the side sails and rear ropes, otherwise we will not suffer the benefits and harm them!" Old Pan sighed and said with emotion: "When the sailing and cable soldiers are very bitter, the wind power changes at all times, and there is no time to rest!"

"Yes!" The two young men nodded repeatedly and began to realize the difficulty of soldiers.

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