"That's natural. Look at the caliber of this one, which is already forty. The range is definitely far beyond that of our short-barreled front-loading cannons. However, even though the caliber is a bit small, it's probably still difficult to penetrate those guns if they are farther away.

Inch thick teak armor."

Drake touched the barrel of the gun with his hand and asked doubtfully:

"Can't they be replaced with larger calibers? We can still get those old breech-loaded artillery pieces when we return to the Ocean of Storms. Even if we spend a lot of money, it's not impossible to get smaller fortress cannons."

Hood shook his head, and then said: "In order to ensure the hit rate, ten cannons on one side are already the minimum number. Replacing them with large-caliber cannons will not only require a significant discount in quantity, but the hull may not be able to withstand the recoil of large-caliber cannons.

"

Derek smiled bitterly and said, "That's exactly what we expected. We got a hedgehog back this time."

"It's better than the current Thor. By the way, we need to go to Bruguet to recruit some high-tech personnel."

High technology?

Drake rubbed his head and asked, "What high-tech talents do we need? We can recruit steam engine repair technicians and boilermakers right here in Leaf."

"Did you forget that we also have a telegraph room here? It's at the stern of the ship. The mast at the stern of the ship has been converted into a radio transmission wire tower."

After Hood's reminder, Drake remembered that the mast at the stern of the ship had been transformed into a clothes pole, covered with various wires.

"This does require highly skilled personnel. It hurts. The salary of a telegraph operator is probably not equivalent to that of a senior crew member. The telegraph room needs a minimum of several people."

Hood raised three fingers and said clearly: "Taking into account shifts and vacations, at least three telegraph operators are needed. In this way, our base spies on Kahn Island and the Northern Continent can tell us in advance through telegrams and avoid encounters with the navy and

ambush."

The benefit of having a long-range eyeliner immediately outweighed the three high-paying jobs at one end. It didn't take Drake a few seconds to decide to go to Lumang to recruit some high-paying talents.

"Ding, ding."

Annick was driving nails with a hammer effortlessly. Since he had to receive people from the whole town, his two-story building was not enough to accommodate so many guests, so he decided to set up some large tents at odd hours.

"Have a snack, brother, you are so busy driving the nails, didn't you pay attention to opening them in the right position?"

Irena rolled her eyes, and then marked the places where they needed to be fixed.

"I'm wondering if I've had too much leisure these days."

Annick scratched his head for a while. Apart from helping clean the house and borrowing long tables and benches, he was really bored these days.

"Why, are you missing your elementary school girls, juniors and senior colleagues?"

"No, I just feel that I have been away from Eggsburg for a few days and I don't know what will happen to the Beihai Company."

Annick was worried that if this matter continued to ferment, it would cause chaos or massacre. He was not worried about his three colleagues. Even Nolbe, this bomb maniac was not something ordinary people could mess with, but the whole city appeared.

Chaos, I don’t know how much impact it will have on world changes.

Irena was objective and said directly: "Anyway, you didn't buy that Beihai stock. I believe that order will be restored when we go back after our vacation in March."

"That's best. How much bread have you prepared? Do you need help? You also know my cooking skills."

Seeing Annick take the initiative to ask for cooking, Irena shook her head and said: "Second brother, of course we know your cooking skills, but there are not as many supplies here as in Eggsburg. I guess you can find the spices for cooking."

Not much."

"Forget it, mother is better at stew."

Annick sat down weakly. There was no iron pot or spices, and he was still not suitable for cooking these ingredients.

After lunch, Annick was called to his room by his mother and was surrounded by three women in the family.

"Don't move around, raise your arms too high."

Linda directed the expressionless Annick to make postures, and then the two sisters took a tape measure to measure Annick's measurements.

"Tighten the abdomen,

Don't move."

Irena put the measuring tape around Annick's waist and read the numbers.

"Two feet eight inches, wow, if I keep getting fatter, I will follow the path of my father and big brother, and I will definitely have a beer belly."

Annick talked for a while, and then said: "It's just an inch bigger, and I'm still wearing a coat, so it's not normal for me to be a little fatter."

Of course, I was just quibbling. As soon as I sat in the office, my figure would inevitably gain weight.

Linda quickly wrote down the size, and then said: "It's okay. If your father's wedding dress is modified, it can be used as a groomsman suit for you."

Annick, who only wore old clothes on earth, didn't care. He pretended to complain and said, "Okay, I'm not getting married anyway, so I don't care if I use second-hand clothes."

Linda looked at herself sideways and said in a joking tone: "Why, you still dislike your father's dress? I only wore that dress once. After that, your father thought it was too exotic, so he never wore it again. It's good."

Wool-woven fabrics are just at the bottom of the box."

Too alien? Annick had a bad premonition, and then asked: "Mother, the color of the dress is not green, right?"

"Green? No, that's too different. Let me show it to you now."

Annick prayed in his heart that it wouldn't be a neutral or strange color dress.

Linda rummaged through the box and finally took out a white dress and showed it to Annick.

"Except for the unusual buttons, there's something weird about this dress."

Annick looked at this white hooded dress and almost shouted.

This is a Burberry, with its iconic horn buttons and British-style slim cut. Then I asked tentatively.

"Mother, this dress was custom-made by you there. It really fits very well."

Linda thought hard for a while, and then said: "Huh? I bought the finished product in a clothing store in Eggsburg. The owner is a beautiful woman with blond hair and red eyes. She sold it to us at a 50% discount, saying that she was destined to us. As for that store

I can’t remember where the shop was, mainly because the shop owner was so good-looking, not to mention that Old John was stunned by it, I can’t even forget it.”

Red Eyes? A vampire?

It seems that the vampires in Eggsburg are doing well. There are not only intelligence dealers, but also tailors. But this pattern is very strange. Could it be that the designs all over the world are similar?

"What, you're not satisfied? Why didn't you remember to bring back a dress when you went home?"

Faced with Linda's accusation, Annick could not directly reply that his dress was damaged in the battle, and directly defended:

"Oh, I just forgot to bring it, so I'll wear this one, but can the hood be changed into a turtleneck?"
Chapter completed!