The sea off the island of Damais......

The Glenn-type destroyer flying the Spanish flag fled eastward in the billowing smoke of the blue smoke, like a sturdy old woman who was hobbling but running fast.

Lorraine looked at her depressedly, even more depressedly at the bloody deck and the chaotic cables that swayed in the wind like dead snakes on the sail boom, and couldn't help but take a sip.

Blindly taking risks will be punished, and he now deeply feels the philosophical nature of this sentence.

The approach in a straight line went smoothly, and the two newly installed 32-pounder mortars got off to a good start.

The left bow gun, which Yacharin personally controlled, fired three times in seven minutes, from 90 degrees to 180 degrees to the side, and fired two shots in three shots, each of which opened a wide opening in the destroyer on the opposite side.

However, the two heavy blows did not endanger the waterline or cause a martyrdom, and the limited fire was contained in a small area by the skilled Spanish sailors, and the loose sails were quickly re-strengthened with little impact on the deadly speed.

On the contrary, it was the Spaniards who fought back effectively.

Firing in the same direction at about 100 meters, the Spaniards relied on three rounds of chaotic and orderly saturation to hit the Golden Deer four times, and the fourth chain shell luckily broke the mainmast of the Golden Deer, and a large part of the mainsail and the entire stern were paralyzed, so that Lorraine completely lost the possibility of pursuit.

An hour......

Lorraine huffed and put the knife back into its sheath and asked Noah, "How long has it been since the war began?" ”

"49 minutes and 16 seconds." Noah is as precise as ever.

"Shhhh Boring. ”

The sailors signaled, Hinchenbrook approached the side from seven o'clock, and Nelson and Spencer jumped over the board, passing through the busy sailors, and walked to Lorraine's side together.

"Is the loss big?" Nelson asked.

"Received a high-level shot, three killed, seven wounded, and three seriously wounded. The hull was shot three times, but there was no direct hit, and it took about 20 minutes to sort out the broken cables. ”

Spencer exclaimed respectfully: "Although I don't know about naval warfare, but President Drake can capture one and wound one in a short time with one enemy and three, Colonel Nelson said that your combat effectiveness is worth looking forward to, and it is indeed a sincere word." ”

Lorraine responded with a strong spirit: "It's just a matter of the battlefield situation. The Spaniards had made a serious miscalculation, and the results were delivered to them. I'm just receiving the results while completing the task of luring the enemy, which is not a reflection of the strength of both sides. ”

Nelson smiled and nodded: "That fifth-level ship didn't make any mistakes in dealing with it when it was attacked and destroyed. The Spanish Navy is an adversary worthy of our respect, and on the seas, the only enemies we can make are them and France. ”

Lorraine glanced at him angrily: "You know? Give me an extra half hour, and my Caribbean chapter will most likely have an extra Tier 5 ship. ”

"But your sail was knocked down."

"That's because you only gave me time to take risks."

"It's bias." Nelson said, "If God wants you to be the master of that ship, even if it is only one hit, you will be her master." ”

"That's why I've always disliked that God."

The intense and short encounter quickly came to a close, unpaid by anyone.

The Maiis Islands are located in disputed waters in Anglo-Spanish controlled areas, and both sides have fixed fleets cruising.

Do skirmishes like this happen every month? It's just that there are very few who can tell the winner like today.

The British won? In exchange for the Spaniards, the two ships were broken and the flagship was broken.

The Black Goat and the Cyclops worked together to control the broken Brig, and the soldiers on board did not make unnecessary resistance? simply chose to lower the flag and surrender.

What is their disposal right in Kingston? Not in Port Royal.

Although a prisoner of naval warfare, but a conflict related to the Mosquito Coast? All the representations and decisions were made by the Governor of Jamaica, that is, John Brown. The scope of the powers of Major General Darling.

Considering the cost of feeding a shipload of healthy officer captives? Lorraine believed that the matter would soon reach a conclusion that would satisfy several parties.

The harvest of the Drake Chamber of Commerce is naturally that Brig? Her name is the San Juan Norte, and her name comes from the mouth of the San Juan River, which sounds like a particularly festive omen.

The British also loved lip gloss, so Nelson authorized the fleet to stay in the warring seas for two hours? Emergency treatment of breakage on board? Sailors were also arranged to be sent back to Port Royal for repairs in the most formal way.

For these two hours, the other ships of the fleet could not be idle, everyone had to recover the most important assault boat at the moment, if the dinghy was lost too much? I have to return to Hong Kong as soon as possible to replenish it.

It is precisely because every boat is crucial to the sea operation that the combat launch point of the Golden Deer is different from the battle line? Lorraine is the only one who acts alone, commanding the Golden Deer? Follow the current and make a detour all the way to the back of the island of Little Mais.

A dinghy has been found? Another ......

"Report! Spotted assault boat at two o'clock? The distance is 2.2 km? The location is deep into the reef zone. ”

"It's so troublesome......"

Scratching her hair irritably, Lorraine ordered the Golden Deer to anchor, and a group of sailors led the hoisted boat into the reef and dragged the other boat out of the depths of the reef.

But who knows, there are more troublesome things.

The dinghy ran aground......

This drifting flat-bottomed boat rarely runs aground, and even if it does, the consequences are completely different from those of a larger ship.

Her condition was more like being lifted by the waves and then resting on a reef below sea level, more akin to stranding.

Stranding is not stranding, and hitting a reef is not hitting a reef.

The sailors boarded the dinghy and inspected it, and determined that the bottom of the boat had been poked by a sharp reef, and although it was fine for the time being, if it was forcibly towed, it was likely to extend the wound and completely scrap the entire boat.

There is only one way to do this, to dive and carry the boat off the reef by manpower.

The sailors immediately went into the water, sporadically dived to the side of the dinghy to support the hull, and worked in unison.

The assault boat, which was enjoying the treatment of the sugar gourd, squeaked dissatisfiedly, shook, and quickly fell silent.

Insufficient number of people......

Lorraine sighed helplessly, put down her glasses, and jumped from the freeboard into the sea like a sturdy dolphin.

Poof!

In March, the Caribbean waters are clear and warm, and Lorraine opens his eyes at the bottom of the water, and the transparent double eyelids block the salty colors, revealing the colorful underwater world in front of him.

It's actually quite deep, with the deepest part of the undulating seabed reaching forty or fifty meters, and the misty light blurs the colorful coral reefs, spreading a fantasy country that is impossible on land.

The view here is a chaotic coral grove formed by a jumble of small coral trees, and the branches are covered with small white stellar flowers, but in contrast to the plants on land, the branches of the coral trees fixed to the rocks of the sea bottom are all developed from top to bottom.

Lorraine seemed to see a thin tube like a cylinder like a thin film vibrating under the waves.

Their new petals with fibrous tentacles drift with the waves, and from time to time a fish with a light body and swift fins swings as they fly over the canopy like birds.

It was a living flower, a living mimosa, and Lorraine wanted to reach for it, and an alarm immediately sounded in the flowers.

The snow-white petals shrank into their vermilion boxes, the flowers vanished before Lorraine's eyes, and the coral groves transformed into a large cluster of simple stone mounds.

Lorraine was amused by the awakened forest, and suddenly became playful, and came to the surface and shouted loudly.

"Yacharin, let the dinghy come back, and pick up twenty more people to carry the boat!"

Acharin poked his head out of the gunwale: "Captain, what about you?" ”

"I found Aquaman's beautiful garden, and I planned to take a dip in the bottom of the sea while I had time."

"Huh?"

Lorraine dived again, swinging along the path where the flowers and trees converged.

The coral groves climbed tightly in front of him, their branches parting more and more, like the remains of a civilization made of strange dwarf buildings in the stony jungle.

He swam through a long corridor-like dark aisle, from this sloping, long aisle, to the bottom of the sea at a depth of more than fifty meters.

The sunlight had become faint here, shining on the naturally uneven arched buildings, on the drooping ceilings arranged like crystal candelabras and dotted with sparks, and the power of magic was always magical.

In the middle of the coral branches, Lorraine saw countless strange coral trees, sea lice-shaped corals, arthropod butterfly corals, and some clumps of corals, some green, some red, like seaweed spread on the lime ground.

Lorraine couldn't help but think of what Verne had said about them: "These piles of corals, they may be the ones whose life has just struggled from its unconscious slumber, and which have not yet completely detached themselves from the physical properties of minerals."

Lorraine continued her travels.

After two changes of breath, he had gone deep into the reef and was in a vast forest.

Huge mineral plants, thick stone trees, made of those sea kudzu vines combined with beautiful feather grass wreaths, are embellished with a variety of colors and reflections.

Their tall branches sink deep into the darkness of the water, and Lorraine swims freely beneath them.

At his feet are tubular corals, brain-shaped shells, star-shaped shells, fungus-shaped shells, and caryophyllus-shaped corals, forming a carpet of flowers and dazzling colors.

There is a palm-sized star-shaped shell that looks particularly eye-catching, its gorgeousness is different from the same kind of gorgeousness, as if it gathers all the recognizable colors in the world, forming a gradient of distinct vortexes, highlighting the main pattern of the dark red near ink in the middle of the arch.

Like a sword, like a mountain, and like the Greek letter with a capital [Λ].

Lorraine's face couldn't help but become strange, and secretly wondered, could it be that the sea god here also likes an Assasin woman with a bad temper and likes to talk to herself?

He reached out and picked the star-shaped shell out of the quartz sand and put it in his arms, a rude act that alarmed the inhabitants of the shell.

A red-and-white clownfish sprang up in a panic, clumsily slammed into Lorraine's fingertips, poofed, and swam away.

Lorraine followed the direction in which it swam to see, to see, to see......

Gollum Gurr!

Dense white bubbles erupted from Lorraine's mouth, connecting in a line, gathering into smoke, scrambling to the surface of the sea.

A strong feeling of suffocation struck, and Lorraine kicked the bottom of the sea, showing his head on the surface with a thud.

"Here...... Here......"

He used his speed to discern the direction and distance, found at least three markers and engraved them deeply in his mind, and then swam quickly in the direction of the Golden Deer.

"Acharin! Get those lazy guys up to speed up and carry the boat out! He gasped, trying to appear calm, "And! All sailors except for the most basic crew members assemble to go to sea! ”

"Niold's on board, I seem to have found the sunken treasure ship!"