It was dark at night, the Congo River was flowing turbulently, and dark clouds obscured the moon. Three Caravel sailboats dropped their heavy anchors and docked at the edge of the river, a hundred meters apart from each other. Little torches were lit on the boats, illuminating the fluttering sails.

The Portuguese flag also illuminates the vigilant night watch sailors.

For the Portuguese exploration fleet, it would be very dangerous to sail at night in an unfamiliar inland watershed. Therefore, Captain Diogo Kang, as always, issued an order to anchor on the spot and arranged for Bosun Diego to be on guard.

"Foda-se! This is really the devil's land! It's sunny during the day, but you can't even see the shadow of the moon at night! Uh-huh!"

A captain's guard squatted on the wooden board at the bow, took off his pants, and exposed his buttocks to the outside of the ship.

Obviously, this is something that has to be done. But on a sailing ship in the Age of Discovery, it was not easy to do such a thing, and even required certain skills. At this moment, the guard held a cable tightly in his hand and kept it.

He was holding the balance of his body. The wooden plank under his feet stood horizontally in the air and swayed from time to time. Under the swaying wooden plank was the bottomless and turbulent Congo River.

"Foda-se! There are so many mosquitoes even in the squatting pits! I've had enough of this life!"

Another voice came from the side, it was another captain's guard. He was holding the cable with one hand and slapping the back of his butt vigorously with the other hand. Tropical mosquitoes gathered at the smell and tried to get closer from time to time.

Contact cannot be driven away at all.

"Damn it! Tulio, there must be mold on the food tonight! My legs are almost numb!"

On ocean-going ships, it is very common to eat moldy food. But if you eat it and make your stomach upset, it is "bad mold".

"Martin and the others also had a stomachache and ran away several times during the night! Damn the head chef Haroldo! I'm going to stick the rope from wiping his ass on his fat face!"

Yes, please don’t be surprised. The toilet tool on the ship is a rope, and it is a very tough hemp rope. This thing will feel very sore when used, but sailors have long been accustomed to it. If it is on the sea, sailors

They also use local ingredients and use a variety of freshly caught seafood. The soft feeling and comfort are unforgettable.

"Hey! When can we return? There are no end of the trees, no end of the river, no end of the mosquitoes, and the crew members are constantly being infested by devils... It's really a nightmarish green hell!"

"Shh! It seems someone is coming."

The conversation between the two captain's guards came to an abrupt end. They looked forward together, watching several torches swaying closer. The guards grabbed the cable with one hand and held down the short knife at their waists with the other hand. Even when going to the toilet

At that time, they did not take off their weapons.

"Diego?"

A guard shouted warily.

"it's me!"

The torch gradually came closer, reflecting the face of Boatswain Diego, and next to him were the other two night watch sailors. Diego's face was full of bitterness. He was hunched over in pain, holding his stomach tightly with his right hand, and was walking quickly

.

"Here, guys, squeeze in and let me have a seat. Foda-se! Damn the chef, what kind of bullshit dinner are you cooking! I'm going to shove his head up his ass!"

"Ha ha!"

The two captain's guards breathed a sigh of relief, removed their hands from their daggers, and laughed in agreement. Then, one of the guards glared at Diego, who was walking quickly, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Foda-se! Don't you know how to put up a plank yourself?"

"Oh, I can't wait!"

During the conversation, Diego was already within two steps with his men. The torch became brighter and brighter. The guard who was speaking stared at Diego, and his expression suddenly changed! He clearly saw that there was something in Diego's right hand that was holding his stomach.

The reflection of metal disappeared in a flash.

"You!...Uh! Ho ho..."

Hearing the guard's low shout, Diego took a fierce step forward. He stretched out his right hand extremely quickly, revealing the dagger hidden in his hand, and then slashed the opponent's neck hard!

"Bah!"

The bright red immediately splashed. The guard's shout was swallowed in the throat, and turned into a menacing howl. Diego swung his dagger again, cutting off the opponent's fingers holding the cable, then raised his foot and kicked the guard in front of him into the Congo.

In the river. Almost at the same time, two night watch sailors also eliminated another opponent, and there was another "pop" on the river.

The pungent blood spread in the air, and the large swarms of mosquitoes rushed towards the river. The "dead trees" floating in the river also woke up in an instant, and swam over with their bloody mouths open. Within a few minutes, the bodies of the guards were

Just disappear.

Looking at the red river surface, Diego grinned. He stuck out his tongue, licked the blood on the dagger, and shouted excitedly.

"Oh, I can't wait!"

The night was dark and the fire was dim. Everyone on the boat was in action. Soon, a sailor came in a hurry with a happy face.

"Head, the other four captain's guards have also been dealt with! Ivo locked the cabins of Renaldo, the navigator, and the scholar! Mattim and Bruno took control of the lower deck, leaving a few people to guard it. Now

, everyone is gathering near the deck opening, waiting for you to come over!"

"Haha, I really can't wait!"

Diego licked his tongue excitedly and ran over like a wolfdog. Soon, he saw the four leaders above the deck opening. Bruno looked solemn, Mattim was smiling, Ivo was anxious, and Hello

Most of them were still cowering. But the remaining dozen sailors were waiting nervously below the deck.

"It went surprisingly smoothly! Ivo did a great job, and Haroldo made a great contribution!"

Mattim patted the chef on the shoulder and said with a smile. The captain's six guards were originally the most difficult to deal with, but Haroldo tampered with them during dinner, and the guards became helpless lambs, not even able to deal with them.

Make a little noise.

"The crew on the ship all wanted to return. When they heard that we were going to 'persuade' the captain, they showed little resistance!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bruno was a little emotional. There were originally a dozen sailors on the bottom deck, but when everyone explained the purpose of the action, most of them remained neutral on the spot, and even

There are still people who want to join in temporarily.

"Haha! The captain has betrayed his family and separated from his family. He brought this upon himself!"

Mattim chuckled and looked at everyone.

"Everyone is here, let's go! Bruno, you take the lead and persuade the captain!"

Bruno nodded and walked out first, followed by others.

Not far away, in the narrow captain's cabin, Diogo was hunched over, lying on a wooden bed covered with soft cloth. This was a treatment only given to the captain. Others could only sleep on the deck or on the sling. At this moment, the captain was deep in thought.

He frowned deeply and his stomach growled, as if the river was turning upside down.

"Tulio! Tulio!"

After the shouting, there was silence outside the captain's room, and no one answered. Diogo listened carefully, and only heard the sound of the Congo River and some chaotic noises. He covered his stomach with one hand and continued to shout.

"Martin! Martin!"

There was a strange silence and no response. Diogo sat up with difficulty and stared at the barrel in the corner of the captain's room. His stomach was particularly aching tonight, and the small barrel was filled with filth. There was a tingling sensation.

The smell permeated the cabin. At this embarrassing moment, the guards disappeared without knowing where they were, and no one even replaced the barrels.

"Guard, guard!"

Diogo's voice was a little angry and a little anxious. He gritted his teeth and slowly stood up from the bed. Needle-like pain came from his knees. The devil's curse had already penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making this lion-like man lose his temper.

He lost the strength he once had. Tortured by the pain, he moved slowly towards the barrel in the corner.

"Dear Captain!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, accompanied by a "dong-dong" knock on the door. Diogo paused and sat back on the bed. He straightened his spine, held down the dagger at his waist with one hand, and asked in a deep voice

.

"Bruno? What can you do?"

"Captain, I have a suggestion that I would like to give you."

"It's too late, wait until tomorrow!"

Diogo's voice was calm and commanding.

"By the way, please call my guards over. I think they should be near the planks at the bow or stern of the ship."

"Dear Captain, I'm sorry. But I'm afraid I can't wait until tomorrow."

Bruno held the torch and shook his head. He glanced at the nervous people behind him, and then pushed open the wooden door of the captain's cabin.

"Squeak!"

The wooden door opened, and a pungent smell wafted from the captain's cabin. Under the light of the torch, Diogo looked angry, with his hair and beard bulging. He was like a disturbed lion, glaring ferociously.

"Noble knight Bruno! What are you doing?"

"Captain, I would like to give you a suggestion."

"Get out!"

Diogo shouted angrily, his voice was majestic and shocking.

Bruno stood silently, bowing his head slightly. Then, under the light of the torch, figures that should not have appeared one after another appeared behind Bruno: the fierce boatswain Diego, the smiling quartermaster Mattim, the cowering

Haroldo, the head chef, and Ivo, the evasive carpenter.

Diogo's heart instantly fell into the abyss. In his more than 20 years of sailing career, he had encountered such scenes several times, but he suppressed them all! A majestic anger rose in his heart.

The captain briefly forgot about the pain, stood up suddenly, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and pointed it at the people at the door.

"What are you going to do! Do you want to rebel? Guards! Guards!"

The long-sick captain suddenly stood up, and everyone at the door stepped back in fright. Then, the boatswain Diego became angry. He pulled out his machete and pointed it at the captain.
To be continued...