The first thousand one hundred and fifty-eight chapters of the first intimate contact (seeking a monthly ticket)
?Original gray clouds are so low that they seem to be right above your head. You can touch them when you stand up and raise your arms.
The waves on the sea undulated, and the dark blue water rose and fell, forming waves as high as hills. During the ups and downs, countless white foam waves were stirred up.-- .
The sea breeze was cold and biting, blowing across the sea with a whistling sound, like the cry of a vicious banshee in sailor legends.
Such harsh sea conditions are not suitable for ship navigation at all, and ordinary transport ships will capsize in the waves if they are not careful.
Once a person falls into the water, he can only struggle in the cold water for a few dozen minutes, after which he will be dead.
Despite such a harsh environment, on the dark sea surface and among the bumpy waves, a flag hanging from the top of the mast was dancing wildly.
There is a ferocious white skull painted on the black flag, with the word "Victory" written underneath, indicating that this is a pirate ship that does business in an upright and honest manner.
The sharp bow plowed through the waves, smashed the waves that came up, and stirred up a large amount of spray.
Up from the waterline is a four-story hull, as towering as a mountain, straight into the sky, as if it has been inserted into the dark clouds.
The ropes on the mast were densely packed like spider webs.
Half of the white sails on the ship had fallen down, but due to high winds and strong waves, it was difficult to control the ship. Those brave sailors had to lie on the ropes and constantly adjust the sails according to the captain's orders.
From a distance, they look like ants crawling on white sugar cubes, tiny and busy.
The waves roared, slapping the huge hull heavily, swaying the warship from side to side, as if to tear it into pieces, but the waves seemed to hit the rocks and turned into countless pieces of foam.
But the warship still stood stubbornly on the sea.
On the bumpy bow of the ship, an old man with a gray face and beard stood there with his feet spread apart and motionless, as if he were made of iron.
I saw that he had a big, square face, with small but bright eyes. His bronze skin was as hard as tree bark.
At a glance, it is clear that this is an old sailor who has spent his whole life on the sea.
He was wrapped in a dark blue navy woolen coat, and on his head was a pure white large-brimmed hat. A golden skull badge shone in the middle of the hat.
There was a cigar in his mouth. The light from the cigarette butt alternated between bright and dim, making it extremely pleasant.
If you get closer, you will find that although he is staring at the dark clouds in the sky.
"Captain~!" A young man dressed similarly to an old seaman came up behind him. The logo on his collar showed that he was the first mate second only to the captain among the crew.
The captain exhaled a puff of smoke and said without looking back: "Jack, where are we?"
First mate Jack said softly: "We have walked about two-thirds of the entire journey."
The captain frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "About? Wasn't it always pretty accurate in the past?"
Jack smiled bitterly, and then explained to him: "Because of the cloudy weather today, our sextant cannot accurately locate the position, so we can only make a rough estimate."
The captain couldn't help but murmured in disappointment, but he felt quite proud in his heart.
As an old captain and a stubborn old captain, he doesn't understand these messy new things. To be precise, he doesn't want to understand them.
However, he had to admit that the instruments now equipped on the ship were indeed magical: as long as he adjusted the time on his watch, and then held the instrument to the sun and took a few measurements, he could accurately estimate the distance of the ship.
The location on the sea - it's really useful.
With them, ships sailing on the sea will not lose their way and reach their destination accurately no matter how far they travel.
When he saw that thing for the first time, he suddenly found that the navigation knowledge he had learned and the experience he had accumulated over decades seemed to be out of date, and he even felt a little sad.
But later I found out, so what if those things were good?
There are also weaknesses~!
When it's windy or rainy, nothing works.
How about it? Are you blind?
In the end, we have to rely on the rich experience of the old captain to deal with it?
Although the captain was proud, he didn't show any emotion on the surface. He just said a faint "hmm" and said: "I'm a little behind on my schedule, but it doesn't matter. After all, the weather is not good."
The first mate agreed, then tightened his collar and wrapped himself tightly: The weather is really too cold~!
He cursed in his mind, then looked up at the gloomy sky, and asked with some concern: "Will there be a storm?"
The captain glanced up casually, and then said calmly: "Look at the wind direction, the dark clouds will dissipate in the evening, and it will be sunny at night."
The first mate nodded. In terms of judging wind direction and celestial phenomena, he, a professional officer with a professional background, was far less experienced than the captain who had been at sea for fifty years.
First mate Jack thought for a while and said: "Captain, since the weather will get better, you'd better go back to the cabin. This is the Sea of Death~!"
The Sea of Death, the wide ocean between the human continent and the Semitic continent.
The sea area in its center has high waves and strong winds all year round, and the sea conditions are bad. A big storm will break out from time to time. It has always been regarded as a forbidden area where navigation is impossible.
If you want to reach the Semitic people by sea from the human continent, you can only choose a circuitous route that bypasses the waters of the Sea of Death.
For example, starting from a human port, you need to make a large arc to get to a Semitic Caribbean port. The journey is long and time-consuming, and there are naval guards at both ends of the route.
Therefore, crossing the Sea of Death directly becomes an unknown safe route, which can avoid the surveillance of the human continent and the Semitic continent.
Of course, the premise is that it won't sink in the storm of the Sea of Death.
No one dares to go deep into this dangerous and violent sea unless they know the secrets of weather and ocean currents, or have a strong ship like the one in front of them.
As a result, this area has become a sea area that even desperate pirates are afraid of.
The first mate glanced at the empty sea and said with certainty: "No one else would dare to set foot here except us."
The captain took a deep breath, inhaling the fragrant cigar smoke and the cold sea breeze into his lungs at the same time.
The familiar smell made the captain sigh comfortably and said: "There is news from the head office before sailing. It is not peaceful on the other side now, and something abnormal may happen."
He paused for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Brothers, show your skills!"
Years of living at sea have honed the loud voice unique to sailors. Although the wind was high, the waves were roaring, and the sea breeze was roaring, his roar was clearly heard by everyone on the deck.
"Drink~!" The sailors around raised their fists high and agreed in unison.
As the sea breeze blows relentlessly, the dark clouds in the sky are getting lighter and lighter, and the sun shines through the cracks in the dark clouds, forming beautiful beams of light.
Just as the crew on the ship breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly a surprised shout came from the lookout post on the top of the mast: "There is a ship ahead. Two o'clock direction~!"
The captain was about to return to the cabin when he heard the sound. He couldn't help but froze for a moment. He quickly pulled out his telescope and looked at the sea. With the sharp eyesight unique to sailors, he scanned the sea and soon found an unusual black spot on the horizon.
First mate Jack was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "There is actually a ship here? Whose ship does it belong to?"
The captain glanced at him and said calmly: "Coming from the opposite side, of course he is not one of ours."
"Semitic~!" First mate Jack shouted in shock and said: "What the hell, why do they appear here? Have they discovered us? Do you want to hide for a while?"
The captain shook his head and said: "Since we have discovered them, they must have discovered us. It is too late to hide now. I can't figure out why they dare to enter the Sea of Death.
But, it doesn’t matter. Send the order~!”
The captain's powerful voice shouted: "Get ready to fight. Now that that guy has discovered us, we can't let him run away."
The alarm bell on the ship rang immediately, and the sailors ran out of the cabin and rushed to their posts.
The portholes on the side of the ship opened one after another, and as the sailors sounded their loud horns, the black gun barrels stretched out from the portholes, and the silent muzzles pointed straight into the sky.
"No. 1 is in position."
"No. 2 is in position...very good," the captain nodded with satisfaction and stood at the bow of the ship to issue the order: "Full sail, right rudder No. 2."
The huge warship turned its bow flexibly, its sails carried the sea breeze, and rushed towards the unknown ship on the horizon at a fast speed.
The other party soon discovered this amazingly large ship and was also surprised that there were still people in this sea area.
But after being stunned for a moment, the ship may have realized that it was no match for the opponent, and was about to turn around and follow the direction of the wind to escape.
But everyone on the battleship was surprised to see that the opponent's U-turn was unexpectedly slow, as slow as a turtle on the beach.
The first mate asked doubtfully: "What happened to that ship?"
The captain sneered and said slowly: "The Sea of Death is not that easy to enter. The other party's ship must have been damaged in the storm."
The two sides started a chase on the infinitely wide ocean. As the distance got closer, the sailors on the battleship could already see that the other side was a three-mast, three-deck ship with a wide hull. This type of ship
It's safer, but it's also slower.
The opponent also found that he could not avoid the big ship chasing behind him even if he competed with speed, and he would be overtaken sooner or later.
Finally, I made up my mind and prepared to take advantage of this rare good weather to give it a try.
The battleship slowly chased within the range of its own artillery. The other party's captain was obviously an expert. Through constant turns, he tried to trick the ship behind him into turning around and gain a strong upper hand over himself.
But this played into the captain's hands. He followed the order and turned, pretending to be fooled, and watched coldly as the opponent slowly appeared on his left side.
At this time, both sides could already see clearly the people moving on the other side's battleship.
The upper deck of the Semitic warship opposite was densely lined with armed sailors. Tools such as grappling hooks and ropes were ready, and the two crossbow machines at the bow and stern were also aiming at the warship.
Obviously the other side is preparing for a boarding battle.
First Officer Jack put down his telescope and asked for instructions: "This is a standard large battleship of the Semitic Navy. It should have a full load of 180 people. The opponent has entered the range. Do you want to open fire?"
The captain waved his hand and said: "Put in the bombers. Try to shoot them in one salvo."
The warship tilted its head slightly and moved closer to the Semitic navy warship. The other party also thought that the warship was preparing to pick up the ship and shouted slogans to boost morale, just waiting for a big fight.
Suddenly, an iron-tipped arrow from a ballista was shot from the opponent's battleship, crossing a high arc, and finally landed dozens of meters away from the battleship.
The captain raised his arm and waved it down hard. He shouted: "Fire~!"
"Fire~!" the order was passed loudly.
After hearing the order, the gunner at position 1 lit the fuse on the artillery. After five seconds of burning, there was a loud "boom", and a dazzling flame protruded from the muzzle, spewing out a large amount of smoke. The gun carriage was along the floor.
The track on the track suddenly retreated.
The cannonball flew across the sea at a speed invisible to the naked eye, smashed the ship's planks, rushed into the hull and exploded at a medium distance. Flames spurted out from the large hole opened by the cannonball, flying into the sky along with the planks and human bodies at the same time, and scattered in all directions. The battleship immediately
A corner was blown off.
The second shell exploded at the same location. Three decks were blown through, revealing a large hole through the hull.
Then came the third shot, the fourth shot...
The "booming" artillery fire echoed across the sea like thunder.
The death flames spewed out from the battleship were as terrifying as the breath of a fire dragon. In just two minutes, dozens of shells accurately hit the Semitic warship. The entire shell of the battleship was completely destroyed, leaving only a broken shell.
skeleton.
Broken masts and sails fell on the sea. Fragments of wood and various unknown objects were scattered nearby.
The remaining remains of the Semitic warship then disintegrated, split into two sections in the middle, plunged into the cold sea water, stirred up a few bubbles in the waves, and then disappeared.
The smoke from the artillery fire was blown away by the strong wind, and the sea surface turned from violent to dead silence in an instant.
Where the Semitic warships originally stood, only debris covering the entire sea surface remained.
The captain looked at his victory with satisfaction, took out a copper pipe from his coat pocket, poured out the cigar inside and held it in his mouth.
First mate Jack diligently took out the Eagle Group's limited edition windproof lighter and lit a cigar for the captain.
Taking a deep breath of his victory cigar, the captain thought to himself: I don't know which lucky bastard invented this thing, it's as wonderful as a ten-year-old girl.
Then he waved his hands and said: "Left rudder, lower the sails and search for survivors."
The huge battleship plowed through the waves and sailed into the debris. Bodies of various shapes were floating on the sea. The lucky survivors lay weakly on the wooden boards, their faces black and blue from the cold sea water.
The battleship lowered its small boat, and the sailors searched for alive people on the messy sea.
The desire to survive overcame the fear of the enemy. The survivors jumped up and waved, shouting for help with their loudest voices.
The captain clasped his hands on his chest and looked at the enemy huddled on the deck in front of him. Because of the cold and fear, they squeezed together tightly and looked at the sailors opposite in horror.
"A total of twenty-four people were captured," first mate Jack reported to the captain with a straight face, sighing: "They are really lucky to survive under that kind of artillery fire."
The captain looked carefully at the captured Semitic naval soldiers. They all had bronze skin that had been exposed to the sun, and their hands were rough and wide. It was obvious that they were all old sailors who had been floating on the sea for many years.
"Who is your commander?" asked the captain.
One of the Semitic sailors said in a trembling voice: "He is dead, and his whole body is broken."
The captain curled his lips and said, "Who has the highest rank among you now?"
The man looked back at his companions and replied helplessly: "It should be me. I am the captain of the sailor on the ship."
"Your number." The captain said coldly.
"Spirit 4th Naval Fleet Yukikaze, number twelve."
"What mission are you on?"
The Semitic sailor hesitated for a moment. The sailor behind the captain slammed the long knife in his hand on the deck. The Semitic sailor trembled with fright and said hurriedly: "Scout the Sea of Death and open a channel for the large army."
The captain's eyes suddenly lit up, and he murmured: "Open a channel for the large army? I'm sorry... When will your large army set sail?"
The Semitic sailor shook his head and said, "I don't know about that."
Then he said with a sad face: "We are the unlucky ones who were drawn by lot, and we are just cannon fodder for the big shots above."
The captain sucked his cigar tightly and paced back and forth on the deck with his hands behind his back and a solemn expression on his face. Others held their breaths and did not even dare to breathe.
After thinking nervously for a while, the captain suddenly stood still and said with a firm expression: "Mission terminated, return to sail~!"
First mate Jack said anxiously: "But we only have one-third of the journey left."
The captain shook his head and said: "The enemy will not send just one ship in to explore the channel. The possibility of being exposed further is too high. Moreover, the matter is of great importance and the boss must be informed immediately.
Jack, they're left to you."
"Yes~!" The first mate raised his hand in a military salute, turned around and looked at the prisoners and said: "You have been captured by the security forces of the Ruman Empire's Flying Eagle Group. We will ensure your life safety under the premise of cooperation."
The Semitic captives were relieved to hear that the other party was not pirates but regular troops. Pirates did not have the habit of keeping captives, and regular troops would generally consciously abide by the rules of naval warfare, rescue the other party's drowned crew, and ensure the safety of captives.
Several prisoners couldn't help crying loudly over their tragic fate.
Jack curled his lips. As a sailor, he admired the Semitic navy's courage to explore the Sea of Death. With the tonnage of their warships, this was an almost fatal mission. Their ship had not even passed the eye of the terrible storm.
damaged.
As he turned around, Jack suddenly remembered: Is this the first time he captured an enemy in the war? Please vote for me (please vote for me, please collect, please subscribe, please recommend, thank you. (To be continued) rq To be continued)
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