0055 ROOF LEAK IS A ......
Under Noah's gentle press, Lorraine felt like she had entered a haven of peace.
Half-asleep, half-awake, he suddenly heard the hatch smashed.
Knock knock knock!
Noah snorted like frightened white ears, and Lorraine suddenly lost her support, waving her hand and slamming it on the heavy woven carpet, although it didn't hurt, it was not lightly frightened.
He grinned and got up, smiled apologetically at Noah, and opened the hatch to see Pierce.
"What's wrong?"
"Brother, there is a large fog area in the direction of ten o'clock, the distance is about fifteen kilometers, and we may pass through from the side."
"Fog Zone?"
A very strange word, Lorraine couldn't help frowning and looking at the sky.
The sky is very good, and the big waves at sea are caused by the trade winds, which have nothing to do with heavy rain and thunder, how can this situation encounter fog areas......
"Let Henna get around, this time ......"
"Captain!"
Before Lorraine's order was finished, Karen ran over with a panicked face, and there were still unrelenting white ears on his head, and he couldn't pull them off.
"Captain, the bilge is starting to leak! We poured water for too long, and the glue on the sealing plate began to fall off, and there was basically no possibility of saving! β
"Bilge leaking?" Lorraine's face changed drastically, "One, or ......"
"Three!"
The Butterfly Flower has six watertight cabins per side, plus the bow and stern, a total of fourteen.
There were four previous water fills, which had already pushed the boat's draft to the limit, if there were three more...... No! It's four!
The ship will definitely sink!
Lorraine took a deep breath, and her easy-to-empty mind spun again.
A wreck is the worst possible scenario, but with no damage to the hatch itself and enough sailors to drain the ship, the possibility of a direct wreck is slim.
But the three compartments began to fill with water, which would definitely slow down the Butterfly Flower even further, and it would not be long before the Reindeer would catch up, and they would have no chance to get out of the vast sea!
The only way to survive......
Lorraine gritted her teeth: "I'll take the helm, Clen will sail, Pierce and Noah will direct the sailors to drain the water, and let Henna go to the lookout immediately...... And Acharin, call him up! β
"Captain, you're going to ......"
"We ...... Into the fog zone! β
Into the fog zone!
Fifteen kilometers apart, it only takes an hour at the current speed of the Butterfly Flower, and even if you count the speed loss caused by the cutting wind and water leakage, the whole process will not take more than an hour and a half.
Lorraine stepped into the helm in a crowd and took the handwheel from Henna.
The two looked at each other, both pursed their lips, and nodded solemnly to each other.
"Left rudder 60 degrees, sail and a half, cut the wind!" Lorraine shouted to the sailors on deck, "Butterfly Flower, target, fog zone!" β
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Chasing and fleeing, the speed of the Butterfly Flower gradually decreased, and the Reindeer circled from behind to the side, and was chasing after Lorraine's right rear.
This is the news from Henna on the lookout.
Judging from the Reindeer's response, Viren apparently also discovered the existence of the fog zone, and also saw through Lorraine's intentions.
Lucky or unlucky......
The fog zone is not at twelve o'clock, but at ten o'clock.
With a 60-degree cut, the fully sailed Reindeer couldn't cut the wind as deftly as the Butterfly Flower. Having lost the huge syloner in her stern, all she could do was keep breaking the line and keep the pursuit going.
This undoubtedly greatly increased the distance traveled by the Reindeer, and barely maintained the balance of speed between the two sides when the enemy was fast and we were slow.
The deck of the Butterfly Flower was a mess.
The wind was high, the waves were strong, and the weather was unstable, and the sailors stood in long rows on the deck, each with a cable tied around his waist.
They brought buckets of water up from the bilge, poured them into the sea, and passed them back again, and so on, and so on, and so on.
Grab time, grab speed, grab load, and grab wind!
Everything needs to be grabbed with your own hands, and every small advantage is used to offset your own increasingly clear disadvantages!
See the fog zone!
At the same time as seeing the fog area, there was an exclamation from the deck: "Destroyer! β
The reindeer's huge body suddenly jumped out of the horizon, smashed the waves with a bang, and rushed straight towards the side of the Butterfly Flower from two kilometers away!
"Acharin! Boom her sails! β
Lorraine roared, suddenly full rudder, Yacharin gained an elevation angle, and the long-standing six-pounder cannon was fired at the same time as the bow cannon of the Reindeer!
Boom Boom!
Huge splashes of water rose into the sky, blooming on both sides of the ships, and the salty sea water poured over Lorraine's face, and Lorraine wiped his face and pulled the bow back to course.
"1.7 from the fog zone, 1.3 from the reindeer, Lorraine, she'll intercept us!" Henna shouted from the lookout.
"She can't stop it!" Lorraine's face was full of hideousness, "Full sails, fold!" Yacharin, go to the stern! β
Karen himself ran to raise the sails, and Acharin climbed into the stern. The sails were raised again, and Lorraine cut the wind to pull the bow back in the direction of the wind, and the whole ship sprang away, reconnecting with the reindeer.
The distance between the two sides is already less than a kilometer, and in the vast sea, this distance is almost indistinguishable from a rear-end collision!
The reindeer's bow cannon roared again, and one of them grazed the hull of the ship, plowing out a cloud of debris.
The Butterfly Flower pressed against the waves, the bow was high, and then, falling!
"Acharin!"
"Sophie. RaBred, bless me! β
Rumble!
There was only one cannon sound from the stern of the ship, and Acharin fired a chain bullet, and then abandoned the gun and went to the porthole.
The round iron bullet made a high arc, opened in the air, and an iron chain, two hemispheres, flew like straight dumbbells to the head of the reindeer, and hung on the dense sail lines in the bow.
It spun around the sail rope and circled it, and the red-hot chain broke two of them in just one night.
Collapse! Collapse!
Acharin knew it was his auditory hallucination, but he heard it all the time.
The bow sail of the Reindeer slammed down, and the huge upper sail instantly unloaded, sagging and falling into a half-sail.
βVive laοΌβ
To the cheers of Acharin, the Reindeer slowed down as if it had stepped on the brakes, and before it could adjust its hull, the broken Butterfly Flower returned to the cut-in line, swayed, plunged headlong into the thick fog that seemed to be entrenched in the sea like a monster, and disappeared in an instant.
Veren stared blankly at the vanishing shadow of the ship.
"I ...... Failed? β
The navigator reminded him in alarm: "Admiral, this position is exactly at the three fulcrums of the equilateral triangle with the island of Ireland and Iceland, according to the old legend of the navigator......"
"I've heard that legend." Viren coldly interrupted the navigator, "The Viscount gave the Sailor's Mirror as a gift to every Admiral of the Chamber of Commerce, although it is an ancient chart of little value, I have also had the pleasure of reading it. β
"Now that you know ......"
"Are you scared?" Veren stared at the navigator, his eyes full of ferocity, "It's just a strange fog area and reef land, and the savage English pirates dare to enter it, we ...... The glorious French gentleman was to be held by the fear of the ancients? β
The navigator swallowed with difficulty: "Admiral, if there is an order......"
"Let's go home."
"Huh?"
"Order, return." Viren dusted off the front of his bloodstained trench coat, "As far as I know, in the past hundred years, there have been no less than five adventurers trying to explore the island of Hebasilishim, but the small boat can't get in, and the big ship can't get out. This time, the stupid English pirates rushed into the fog with Brigentine, and it was like death. β
He sneered, "Our time is honorable and precious, and Cantabrian's prey is far more valuable than this group of dead people. β