0272 BEACON VII.: Thunder
Approximately, twenty or thirty minutes after the start of the attack.
Using the end of the boardwalk as a bridgehead, the crew of the Jackdaw completely pinned down more than half of their opponents on the edge of the narrow embankment.
It's hard for them to run away anymore.
At this point, they will be shot if they enter the water under the power of the platoon guns, and they will also be shot if they move away from cover and towards a distance or embankment.
Waiting where you are, hiding behind makeshift cover and praying is not a good option. Because the whistle of the people's army has already been heard, it will not be long before this place will be heavily surrounded.
The fight of hundreds of people on the dock must be shocking news, Lorraine estimated the impact of this incident, and suddenly thought of a missing problem.
"By the way, more than 100 or 200 armed thugs, how did you get them to surround the Jackdaw?"
The sailor who was questioned by Lorraine had a bitter face: "Captain, the docks are full of dock workers, all kinds of colors. They were scattered around, and some of them did carry goods to the ships in front of us and left and right, so they had nowhere to guard. ”
"What about the gun? Did they store their guns in the cargo? ”
"Some of them were in the cargo, and we saw them open the cargo and take it out. Some...... I don't know, when they got on the ship, they obviously didn't, and when they got off those cargo ships, they suddenly had guns in their hands. ”
"There were guns when you got off the cargo ship?"
Lorraine's eyes widened, and she suddenly remembered the previous sentence [I did move the goods]......
"Damn! They might still have someone hiding in a cargo ship! Everyone gave up the suppression and immediately returned to the ......"
Rumble!
Shocking bang!
The earth-shattering roar resounded in the middle and rear of the Jackdaw, like the muffled thunder rolling in the sky, and like the sound of a volcano.
The bright red flames tore apart the starboard side in an instant, tumbling and gushing out. Thick columns of smoke flew into the sky, mixed with broken ship timber, flying wooden crates, and bundles of firearms in crates.
Half of the stern flew up, rolling in mid-air, smashing heavily on the empty sea more than ten meters away, and the waves set off were like a tsunami and slammed into the four fields.
The towering backmast twisted and fell, dragging the intertwined cables in tow, dragging the mainmast down and smashing it all over the boardwalk like the arms of a dead man.
Fire, burned.
Everyone, everyone on the dock stared blankly at the tragic scene of heaven and earth hanging upside down.
Whether it's the attackers, the attacked, the sailors and dock workers who have taken refuge, or the Boston militia who have come to their aid.
Lorraine's face was flushed like blood.
"Using hundreds of lives as bait is just for this firework? Sure enough...... Nice tactics. ”
"Clen, take twenty men back to the ship. If you can save it, you can save it, but if you can't save it...... Abandon the ship, rob people, and other things can be salvaged later. ”
"As for the rest...... Lorraine gritted her teeth and drew the scimitar from her waist little by little, "we've already paid the bill, and it's time to enjoy the service...... Gentlemen, kill them all, one, don't stay! ”
……
It's dawn......
Slippery blood flowed from the pier in Qianwan, and the soldiers of the People's Army were forced to vomit and collect the scattered corpses.
Last night, it was hell.
The small 100-meter seawall has become a killing field for one person.
That one was called Edward. Kenway's smugglers turned into demons because of what happened to the ship, and with the support and cover of an entire musket team, they killed more than 30 people with their own hands.
The soldiers of the People's Army had never imagined that righteous revenge could be so evil.
First, the lore order.
After the Jackdaw exploded, the boardwalk's sailors slaughtered the attackers scattered along the small seawall.
The shooters locked on all the piles of shelter in groups, those who wanted to raise their guns were shot, those who wanted to run away were shot, and only those who bravely rushed out of the bunker or cowardly hid in the bunker were pardoned.
Waiting for them were the two terrifying Arab scimitars. Lorraine parades alone on the embankment like a beast of prey, raising her sword at the warrior or coward, and slashing down! 877 Good Books Network
Crimson blood soaked his clothes again and again, dripping every inch of the seawall with his steps.
When he was finished, there was no longer any respite from the living, and the sailors who were on their shifts arrived under the leadership of the seamen.
A new anger needs to be vented, not to mention that the demon has more power in his hands.
Another round of larger-scale killings began.
Lorraine overbearingly conducted a forced search of more than 30 ships at 10 nearby berths on the pretext that the thugs were hiding and needed to eliminate risks.
All the blacks and Indians were forcibly dragged off the boat by him, lined up in long lines, tied their hands behind their backs, and knelt on the boardwalk to be shot en masse.
Carmen and Bell set up a table under the deadlocked embankment of the Nationalist Army with cold faces, inspected the slave contract on the spot, and made a professional on-the-spot claim to each slave owner who asked for release.
The contract is described, the site is inspected, the depreciation is determined, the money is settled, and then the slave's skull is broken open with a shot in front of the slave owner, and after both parties have confirmed the death of the body, the person and the person take the contract into the sea.
Unclaimed slaves were treated differently.
Sailors will come forward and ask their master's name, the price and time of purchase, and after the answer is registered, they will chop off their middle finger and press their fingerprints, and if they can't answer completely, they will directly put their fingerprints on a letter of betrayal.
The blood-soaked contracts were handed over to the two Civilian Army company commanders who came to their aid, and they were forced to become spectators, waiting for the sailors to produce the corpses and check the corpses.
Seventy-six more people were killed in this round of killings, and in the process, twelve white men stood up against it for justice or other reasons, only to be knocked unconscious by the enraged sailors and simply hung upside down on the seawall pillars of the execution ground.
The only theme of the night was murder.
When the sun came out, the pale Jefferson and the gentlemen, including several regimental commanders, rushed to the scene, and saw the corpses and blood-red embankments all over the ground.
Jefferson watched all this in astonishment, his anger uncontrollable, his voice almost trembling.
"Edward. Kenway! Do you know what you're doing? ”
"Eliminate hidden dangers." Lorraine replied in a hoarse voice.
"A slaughter? It's ridiculous! This is a city on a hill built by justice, not a lawless land to be roamed by pirates! ”
"A city on a hill?" Lorraine sneered and stroked the loose hair on his forehead, "In the city on the hill, more than a hundred mobs with guns have attacked my ship, and not a single righteous person has come to help, and the people's army that is close at hand is belated!" ”
"It doesn't matter! I repelled the mob with my own strength, and I gave up the means of quick victory with the principle of restraint and not radical, and stalemate with these mobs on the shore, waiting for the axiom of Boston to punish Boston's cancer! ”
"Then my ship was sent into the sky by the assailants who were hiding on other ships! Nineteen brave sailors who were faithful to their duties were caught in the explosion, fourteen died, and five were seriously wounded, who were also pronounced dead not long ago. ”
"And now, you still expect me to rely on Boston's axioms?" Lorraine laughed violently, "That's right, the Jackdaw was attacked because it was loaded with munitions, and the arms were delayed because of the delay of the Saints, and I will endure this kind of customer because of the desire of the Continental Army, and I will take this order because of a certain promise." ”
"As a result, I didn't even get to see Cotton Jack here!"
"Mr. Jefferson, don't you think it's funny to work backwards? Cotton Jack ...... Friends of Virginia, right? ”
Jefferson's face changed drastically: "Kenway, calm down!" There are too many coincidences in this matter, and far-fetched explanations will only make you lose your real friends......"
"I know the explanation is irrational."
Lorraine glanced at the Boston gentlemen on the seawall, intentionally or unintentionally, and abruptly interrupted Jefferson.
"But since you can't even hide the munitions, it's not surprising to let some people know more. You can promise that you won't do that, but can you also promise that no one will want me to think so? ”
"You mean...... The attack was aimed at ......"
"It's just a simple reasoning." Lorraine took a deep breath, "You didn't say anything, but I guess there's a ghost of an Englishman on the seawall, right?" Does the identity of a Baltimore friend care more to him than a warm-hearted person who supports Boston? ”
Jefferson calmed down.
"Makes sense, Kenway, but unfortunately this is not the place to talk. Can your boat still move? ”
Lorraine shook her head regretfully: "The fire is out, and the ship is lucky to be unsinkable, but my shipwright told me that she has lost the value of repairs, and that she would not have been able to sail out of port in her current condition." ”
"Then I'll arrange the tugboat and go to Back Bay, and the salvage and cleanup here will be done by the Saints."
"Back Bay? Pioneer regiment? ”
Jefferson shook his head solemnly: "I have a friend who can absolutely be trusted to run a shipyard in Back Bay. Although he is not a member of the Seamen's Guild, in terms of strength, he will definitely not be inferior to any force or individual in the back bay. You'll be safe there. ”
"It's safe...... Is it? ”