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The high-pitched whistle sounded from the sea, and the loud and long "woo-woo" sound resounded throughout the world and spread dozens of miles away from the sea.
The sound waves of the whistle spread out, hit the mountains on the back of the Caribbean Sea, and then bounced back. The echoes reverberated together, making the Caribbean people's ears buzz.
The Caribbean people who heard the whistle for the first time thought the loud noise was the roar of a giant beast, and to be honest, the sound was indeed very similar.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Semitic folklore later said that the human coalition had terrifying monsters and defeated the Semitic navy.
Amidst the long blast of the whistle, the human coalition's slogans of long live were heard. It was unknown that tens of thousands of people were shouting at the same time.
Following an order from the flagship, large numbers of coalition ships poured into the port.
In order to avoid overly irritating the Caribbean people and ensure smooth access to the Caribbean Port, the first strategic location on the Semitic continent, the first batch of ships to enter the port were heavy warships carrying the Fourth Division of the Semitic National Independence and Freedom Army.
The so-called Independence and Freedom Army was the former Fourth Caribbean Division.
The entire division, from top to bottom, are all native Caribbean people. As the "own people" of the Caribbean, they are the only ones who can talk to the defenders at the port.
Black smoke spewed out from the chimney of the battleship, making a deep rumbling sound as it slowly skirted the submerged breakwater and entered the port.
But at this time, the captain of the battleship transporting the first batch of landing troops discovered a problem. There was no dock suitable for his large ship to dock in the harbor.
Although the Caribbean was the largest Semitic port, the number of ships entering and leaving the port has remained unchanged over the past few hundred years. The pier in the port is too shallow for this large ship.
Moreover, there are not enough berths to accommodate large ships. Let alone the entire fleet. Even the dozens of warships serving as the vanguard cannot squeeze in.
The first warship entering the harbor suddenly stopped, and the flagman on the top of the mast began to wave the small flag desperately to send semaphores.
This sudden incident surprised the coalition forces and the Caribbean people who had a tense and strange relationship. During the critical period, any small movement would cause tension among the officers and soldiers of both sides.
Even Lord Iskander stood up from his chair, walked outside the door with Fiona's support, looked at the sea not far away, and asked loudly: "What's wrong?"
Lorraine put her hand on her brow and looked into the harbor. After observing for a moment, she curled her lips and said: "It seems... they are saying that the harbor is too small to accommodate this ship. This place is a bit backward.
Ouch..."
Lord Lorraine suddenly received a heavy heel attack on his foot and couldn't help but scream.
The Lord lowered his head and saw Fiona retracting her feet in beautiful leather boots, staring at him fiercely with a pair of beautiful big eyes, and at the same time mouthing silently: Say less.
Lord Lorraine was stunned for a moment, and saw Lord Brad next to him, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, looking at him with concern. He snorted heavily and said angrily: "Then I'm sorry. We are here
If you fall behind, you can go somewhere else."
"Uh... this," Lord Lorraine was speechless for a moment. He touched his chin and scratched the back of his head. He didn't know how to calm down the temper of his cheap father-in-law.
We have just finalized the intention to cooperate. If we fail to agree on a word and offend this old man, he will be angry and will not know how to join forces. I estimate that Archduke Ruman could overturn the table when he returns.
"What kind of job have I taken for myself?" Sir Lorraine suddenly felt a lot of pressure and secretly muttered in his heart, why did he get the blame from both sides?
However, seeing Fiona's happy expression because her father and boyfriend didn't have to fight, Sir Lorraine could only swallow this breath, changed his mind, and said with a smile: "Although I am a little smaller now, I
I believe that in the next few years, Caribbean Port will become the largest and most famous port in the world."
After hesitating for a moment, Lord Lorraine cleverly added: "One."
If the time comes that my cheap father-in-law really wants to build the Caribbean into the world's largest port, he will go crazy.
Lord Brad rolled his eyes, snorted coldly, and then patted his daughter's hand in approval.
The Semitic officer next to him also smiled knowingly when he saw his eldest daughter training his boyfriend to be obedient, and suddenly he was full of hope of joining the human coalition.
Some people even secretly thought that if Lord Brad became the emperor in the future, would they also be considered as the heroes of the founding of the country, and then high-ranking officials, generous salaries, houses, money, horses, cars... would all come rolling in?
The battleship carrying the Fourth Division could only stop in deep water. A few minutes later...
"Chichi, chichi..." Amidst the sharp and piercing whistles, a group of Free Army soldiers stood up from the cabin one after another.
Immediately afterwards, the officers' roars were heard: "The third company, the fourth company, pick up the equipment and disembark on the starboard side, the fifth company and the sixth company on the port side.
Come on, come on, the bastards are fighting, we are home~!"
The soldiers, who had been tortured by the wind and waves at sea for more than half a month, stood up from the cabin with pale faces.
Then, holding his own weapons and equipment, he squeezed out of the cabin in a noisy manner under the leadership of the sergeants.
Because he stayed in the cabin for too long, the dazzling sunlight suddenly appeared in his sight, and Amu couldn't help but squint his eyes.
He wanted to stop for a moment, but was immediately pushed a few times by the soldiers behind who were eager to get off the boat, and he walked forward involuntarily.
At the same time, an officer stood on the deck not far away with a loudspeaker and kept shouting: "Go forward, go forward quickly, don't stop, keep going forward. That bitch from the Sixth Company
, fuck your mother, leave quickly, why are you so stunned..."
Amidst the yelling of the officers, the soldiers walked toward the sides of the ship noisily like tame sheep.
Amu squeezed into the crowd and just glanced at the once-familiar port in the distance. He didn't even have time to complain...well, he didn't even have time to express his feelings of returning home. He was immediately pushed to the ship.
's port side.
Only then did he discover that a thick net rope was hung on the side of the ship, extending out of the ship. Out of curiosity, he took a look and saw that the net rope hung down all the way to the sea.
On the sea surface at the bottom of the net rope, at some point, there were more than ten small boats parked.
Because the battleship was too high, looking at the undulating sea surface, I couldn't help but feel dizzy. Amu quickly retracted his head.
At this time, an officer waved his pistol and shouted loudly: "Climb down, climb down along the rope net for me, hurry up, climb down. Brothers, work harder, we are already at the door of the house, we will see you soon
To your loved ones."
After hearing his words, a brave guy immediately put the gun on his back and climbed down.
Ammu couldn't help but think of his mother at home. Immediately, his heart felt hot, and he climbed down immediately behind a soldier.
He stepped on the rope net and immediately realized that although the rope net looked thick, it was extremely soft. If he wasn't careful, he would get hung up on it or fall off directly.
Fortunately, Amu was quite flexible and held on to the rope net tightly, climbing down bit by bit.
After a short while, the rope net was already covered with soldiers, just like sugar cubes full of ants. The soldiers all hung under the net rope and slowly climbed down.
Because there is no training, this is an extremely dangerous sport for soldiers, and they can fall into the sea if they are not careful.
Every once in a while, someone would scream and fall from the rope net, and then fall into the sea with a 'plop'.
As Amu climbed down, he listened to the screams, his heart pounding with fear, fearing that he would accidentally fall into the sea.
However, in the end, his feet still stepped on the deck of the boat.
When he reacted, he found that Sylvie, Lamy, Anderson... everyone in his team was already standing on the deck, and the deck was crowded.
Anderson looked at his surprised eyes and immediately opened his mouth and smiled.
At the front of the boat, a wet guy was fished out of the water, and then he lay on the deck, spitting out the seawater in his stomach. Next to him, a petty officer kept yelling at him, and he was very angry.
Apparently it was an unlucky guy who fell off the boat.
Immediately, the boat shook violently and started to move slowly.
A wave of waves came and hit the hull of the boat hard, causing countless splashes. Amu found that in just a short period of time, his clothes were already half wet.
The sailors on both sides of the boat shouted slogans, desperately moved the oars in their hands, and led their small team towards the beach not far away.
Amu turned around and took a look, only to see that the space just vacated by the boat had been filled by another boat.
On the battleship, you can still see people screaming and falling from the rope net and falling heavily into the water.
Amu couldn't help but bared his teeth and smiled in schadenfreude.
At this time, the boat had left the battleship, and the noise behind it suddenly became much quieter. Only the roar of the sea wind, the ups and downs of the waves, and the sound of the oars entering the water could be heard.
As the port got closer and closer, the shadows in front of him became more and more vivid. Amu looked at the chaotic situation in the Caribbean port, and a trace of tears flashed in his eyes: originally he thought he would never come back.
An officer stood on the bow of the ship, brandishing a pistol, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, our mission is to take over the defense of the sentry. We have already given orders from above, have a good attitude, and try not to conflict with the guards as much as possible."
A soldier immediately asked: "Sir, what should I do if the other party refuses to cooperate and resists?"
The officer glared at him and shouted fiercely: "What the hell! You idiot, you still need me to teach you such a trivial matter."
The soldiers fell silent for a moment: Those are all Caribbean people~!
Everyone finally returned home after a lot of hard work, and they didn’t want to kill their own people at their doorstep again.
Someone secretly made a cross on his chest and secretly prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, hoping that such a thing would not happen.
But everyone knows that if something like that really happens, they will definitely pull the trigger as soon as possible without hesitation.
The boat bumped in the waves and suddenly shook violently. Amu couldn't help but swayed and almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the side of the boat.
At this time, the officer shouted loudly again: "Get off the boat, get off the boat quickly."
Only then did Amu realize that the boat had washed up on the beach.
The soldiers held their own weapons and jumped from the bow of the ship onto the beach. Then under the command of the officer, they quickly ran towards the sentry in the distance.
Behind them, the small boat had been pushed into the sea again by the sailors, then turned around and rowed towards the battleship in the distance. They continued to pick up people from the battleship.
At the same time, steamships were already coming from outside the harbor, puffing out black smoke. These were all engineering warships, loaded with various building materials.
Their purpose is to expand the trestle pier in the shortest possible time so that it can accommodate large ships.
Amu carried the weapon and panted behind Sylvie, running all the way. After a while, he came to the door of a watchtower.
The guards under the watchtower saw them running over and were at a loss for a moment.
Logically speaking, it is time to rise up and resist until the sand is stained with blood and die in battle. This is the duty of a good Semitic man.
But the human cannons and bombs came down, and they were a little frightened.
In addition, orders have been passed down from above. No one is allowed to open fire.
Therefore, the guard could only watch those people rushing over. He just clenched the weapon in his hand. Once the other party really got violent and hurt someone, he would fight back unceremoniously.
But then, a man who looked like a sergeant from the other side ran over and said with a smile: "Fellow, you have worked hard. Come and have a cigarette."
With that said, he handed over a cigarette.
The standard Caribbean accent immediately made the guard feel friendly, and he couldn't help but relax his vigilance.
He looked at the cigarettes handed to him suspiciously. As a low-class Caribbean man, although he had seen smuggled cigarettes before, he had never had the opportunity to enjoy such high-end luxuries.
Sylvie grinned, then took the cigarette in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, took a deep breath, stuffed it into the soldier's mouth, and said: "Brother, don't be so nervous. Brother, I am from the Caribbean Division."
The soldier suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "Are you really still alive?"
Sylvie lit up another cigarette at this time, puffing away the smoke and laughing: "Yeah, originally we thought we were dead. It's a shame that our lady helped us, no, we have to do it all."
Back. Hahahaha..."
The soldiers on the watchtower also curiously poked their heads down and looked down.
Sylvie bared her teeth, waved to them with a smile, and then waved back.
The soldiers of the Free Army immediately swarmed and ran towards the watchtower.
The guard saw it and was about to stop him. Sylvie grabbed him and said with a smile: "Brother, you are so nervous. What is the relationship between our lady and that lord? Well? You just
Don’t worry, there’s no way she’ll let her family suffer.”
After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder and ran into the watchtower.
The guard looked at his back and murmured: "Yes, the young lady will not let her family suffer."
He turned his head and thought about it, and he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it for a while. Unknowingly, he followed Sylvie's example, put the cigarette in his hand into his mouth, and took a long puff.
, suddenly choked and coughed repeatedly.
At this time, Sylvie had already arrived at the watchtower. Seeing his soldiers and the guards carefully confronting each other, he laughed again and said, "Fellow fellows, hard work, hard work..."
As he said that, he took out his cigarettes and spread them around for everyone.
This cigarette is indeed the best passport in the man's world.
After the circle of smoke cleared, the tense atmosphere at the scene suddenly relaxed a lot.
Even many soldiers of the Fourth Division took out cigarettes and started smoking.
Sylvie looked at the guards and smiled: "Everyone, everyone, we are all Caribbeans, our own people, haha, hahahaha..."
Someone among the guards muttered in a low voice: "But you came here with humans."
"What the fuck!" Sylvie couldn't help but uttered a curse word, and then said: "You really are too lazy to worry about anything. Miss City Lord and the others haven't said anything yet, so why are you yelling here?
No matter what you think, we Caribbean people have to fight to the death to be happy?
I asked you, are you still fucking human?"
Both the Free Army soldiers and the Semitic guards at the sentry post all looked at the soldier with dissatisfaction.
The soldier's face turned red with shame and he was at a loss.
They were not aware at all that Sylvie had successfully changed the concept and transformed the conflict between Semites and humans into that between Caribbean people.
Sylvie took a puff of cigarette at this time, and suddenly laughed again, and said: "Brother, my brother is more straightforward, don't worry about it. In fact, I know you don't mean that, right? Hahahaha..."
The guard couldn't help but grinned bitterly, and could only nod his head. Are there two answers to this question?
Sylvie held a cigarette in his mouth, patted the shoulders of the soldiers, and said: "Okay, you have worked hard for a long time, and we will leave the matter here to us. You go down and have a good rest."
Hahaha, you guys don’t have to be polite. If you’re too polite, it’s just disrespectful. Brother, I’m going to be angry, huh? Hahahaha..."
The guards were quite helpless. Under Sylvie's continuous pushing and pushing, they had no choice but to withdraw from the watchtower.
A group of Free Army soldiers immediately occupied the watchtower.
On other watchtowers, the same scenes were played out one after another, perhaps not as gentle as Sylvie, but there were also two groups of soldiers who got annoyed and all took off their clothes and started fighting. Then they were heard
The officers who came over cursed him.
Generally speaking, since both sides are Caribbean, even in conflicts, they are often merciful and there are no vicious incidents of bloodshed or casualties.
At this time, a huge war fortress roared into the port.
The huge black eagle painted on the war fortress is so lifelike that it wants to break through the wall and fly out.
Archduke Julius has arrived~! (To be continued...)