0213 Fangs, sharp teeth

"Distance 530, starboard is bounced!"

"Roger!" Lorraine glanced at the red turban fluttering in the wind, and gently pulled out the handwheel, the left rudder five degrees.

The hull of the Golden Deer deviated slightly, and it suddenly cut into the best wind angle.

The rainstorm is coming, the bay is windy, and the sails of the golden deer are completely affected by the wind, and the speed of the ship surges sharply. The swollen sails lifted the bow high like a seabird about to fly, pressing against the tip of the waves.

"Beware of rolling! Right full rudder! ”

Lorraine shouted at the top of her voice, her clenched handwheel clattering to the right.

The sail cut the wind, broke the wind, and then followed the inertia to suddenly enter the frontal windward state, and swooped towards the bow of the Andes at a speed of more than seven knots.

"560,520,480......" Henna leaned on the guardrail to announce the distance one by one, and there was a slight tremor in her voice, because the Golden Deer had exposed the entire starboard side in front of the enemy's gun door.

β€œ360,320……”

Rumble! Boom Boom!

The deafening roar was remembered from a distance, and Henna shouted a warning: "Saturated artillery bombardment, bow bombed!" ”

"Chance!" Lorraine shouted, "Mainmast lowers the sails, right rudder!" ”

The sail pilots had already prepared to continue, and as soon as they heard Lorraine's shout, they did not hesitate to untie the mainmast.

The four sails clattered down, and the main cable that went up was pulled with great force, writhing on the deck like a snake, and struck the door of one of the sail pilots with a snap, and blood splattered.

The sailman covered his face and screamed and flew out, but in a blink of an eye, he was dragged by the solid rope on his waist and slammed to the ground.

There was no one on deck to support him, and as the mainsail descended, the ship instantly tilted to the right as its speed plummeted.

Lorraine turned the straight handwheel to the bottom right again, and the Golden Deer did not choose to stay away as usual, but approached a second time in the direction of the artillery fire.

The angle between the bows of the two ships is less than 30 degrees!

Artillery fire fell.

Twenty-four pounds, which the Andean thought were a barrier, fell far into the predetermined sea area of the Golden Deer, shattered the waves, and hit the air.

The upper twelve-pounder and nine-pounder guns that chased the shadow of the ship were overwhelming.

The Golden Deer, which had removed its mainsail, was not very fast, and in this short time it happened to rush into the densest place where the secondary guns were hitting, and the sloping deck went straight up towards the rain of bullets.

Pierce pinched the lookout and screamed: "Multiple bullets!" Get on your back! Avoid! ”

Boom Boom!

A pinch of bullets rained down, and a chain bullet from a twelve-pounder gun swirled and smashed into the port side of the bow, slicing through a large row of guardrails, and tumbling into the water.

The solid bullet of another nine-pounder gun flew straight towards the deck, and with a loud bang, it was deeply embedded in the deck, and the impact released smashed the entire deck down.

The power of the solid bullet lies in the impact and the high temperature, after the impact, the dry deck material quickly emits light smoke, but more close-range bombs explode the water, and they all hit the deck, and extinguish the fire that almost ignited.

The top half of the third inning was the end, and although the Andes hit a beautiful three-run hit, they still couldn't score.

Acharin took the bat and, amid the noise of the court, announced that he had entered the strong baseball wheel of the Golden Deer.

At this moment, the gun bay is in the middle.

Holding the sketchpad, Yacharin sat cross-legged directly behind the sixth-gun door.

The sketch board is full of messy curves, and the edges of the lines are dotted with numbers, and there are traces of alteration everywhere.

He had been raised by his own hands for more than a year, and now almost all of the elite gunners who had been able to stand alone had been transferred to his side, and they formed two ten-person artillery squads according to the habits of the year, each performing its own duties, and thinking was not confused.

What's the battle going on outside?

They don't know.

In the near-enclosed gun bay, they only knew that the Golden Deer's speed had plummeted, and in a short period of time it had begun its second full rudder cut.

The hull is leaning violently.

The exaggerated rollovers did not make any waves in the gun compartment, and the gunners had long been prepared for this, and one by one they tied solid ropes on their bodies, leaned on or sit, and used all means to maintain the balance of their bodies.

And the means of Acharin is to tie.

He tied himself firmly to a pillar, and even if the Golden Deer turned over, he would be able to maintain stability head to foot.

"Distance 320 into the second right cut, the captain's desire is really fiery......," he muttered, "speed." ”

β€œ2.7!”

"Chamfering."

"The last observation was 28 degrees."

"Wind speed."

β€œ7.1。”

"The direction of the wind."

The observer hesitated for a moment: "There is no direction of wind." It was about to rain and there was turbulence in the bay, but it remained a clockwise cyclone for the most part. ”

"Turbulence at seven knots? It seems to be a heavy rain......" Acharin took notes on the sketchboard, "the fifth gun position is raised one degree, and the sixth is three degrees to the left, ready to fire." ”

The gunners quickly adjusted according to the protractor on the gun mount, and the gunners pinched the flintlock cord in their hands, looked at Yacharin, and prepared to fire.

"Finally, there's the inclination."

The observer quickly replied, "Minus 18 degrees, shrinking." ”

"Report the number from the beginning of the reset, and report it once every 3 degrees."

"Yes!"

Acharin whistled pleasantly, "You know, gentlemen. As a believer in romance, what I hate most in my life is that the overlord is hard bowed. ”

"This rude behavior is insulated from romance." He patted the sketch board to cover up the number of [minus 19], "And only when the status difference is huge and out of reach, you don't need to think about the consequences!" ”

[minus 16]

"For example, if you fall in love with the queen, but you can't afford to pursue it, the overlord can make you kiss Fangze, and then sway on the gallows with a sweet aftertaste."

[minus 13]

"Another example is that you fall in love with someone else's slave and are embarrassed to pursue it, come on, anyway, the amount of compensation is not large, and the right is to take care of Liuying's business."

【Minus 10】Bang!

"Look, our captain was counterattacked by the lady, and it hurt so much, but luckily he didn't kick him in the crotch."

Acharin sighed as he glanced at the top deck, where cracks were evident.

"This shows that the overlord can't exchange love for a hard bow."

[minus 7]

"The soul of romance is love, and without love, sex is only the instinct of the beast."

[minus 4]

"Gentlemen, don't believe that your bedside skills can convince women! They are God's perfect creations, and each one is much better than a man in bed! ”

[Negative 1]

"As men, we need to be gentle, we need to be generous, but we don't need ......"

[Positive 2]

"Put! Put it down, put it! Fire! Fire! ”

Without warning, Acharin raised his voice, his voice was hoarse, and his words were like beads, and the gunners subconsciously pulled the flintlock cord, only to hear two loud bangs, the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, and red-hot projectiles flew out.

More than 2 degrees, less than 5 degrees, no one knew what angle of fire Yacharin wanted the most, only that from the sound of the cannon, he desperately opened his eyes wide.

Satisfied, satisfied, excited, looking forward to ......

"Medium! Middle! Middle! Middle!!!! ”

The bright arc swept across the long sea, and the No. 5 gun fell in the middle of the way, smashing into the water less than 5 meters away from the Andean with a bang, and the No. 6 gun passed through the exploding sea before the splash, and was immediately covered by the splash, silent......

The water splashed down, and there was a dark depression between the seventh and eighth guns of the Andes, and the rough cracks spread like cobwebs, and they came to an abrupt halt at the gun doors, without causing any noticeable deformation.

Acharin's shoulders collapsed.

"Hey, it's harder than a turtle's back armor......" he grumbled, "clear your load, reload!" What are you doing, gentlemen! There is one more chance to shell before escaping, which is better than nothing, but it should not be given up! ”

After teaching his gunners a lesson, he turned over and untied the fastening rope on the waist of his observation hand.

"Sir, please make a trip to the rudder and tell us that the messy captain needs more chances, three, four, maybe ten...... Run! ”

In the bottom half of the third inning, one hit, no points.

Offense and defense turn again.