Lorraine soon saw Acharin, hanging his arms and splint.

Judging from Daniel's handling of his injuries, his injuries were worse than they looked, and combined with his pale face and wet hair on his forehead, Lorraine began to worry about whether he could take on the heavy lifting of the next responsibility.

"What? Fracture? ”

Acharin's body shuddered imperceptibly.

"Due to the urgency of time, only the possibility of a fracture has been ruled out for the time being......"

“…… How to rule it out? ”

"Trouble...... Don't ask. ”

Lorraine saw hell through the eyes of Acharin.

But the risk of fractures was ruled out, which was at least a good thing from a practical point of view, and Lorraine straightened his mind and dragged Yacharin to starboard.

The Andes stretched as far as the eye could see, tall, majestic, clumsy, like the origin of her name, the huge mountain range that straddles North and South America.

Another round of shells struck, and I saw Henna delicately flick the handwheel, and the Golden Deer shuttled through the wind and waves like a snake, and easily got out of the sea where the bullets were fired.

"How does it feel?" Lorraine asked.

"It's so easy that it's desperate." Acharin took a deep breath, "Captain, don't you even have a chance of winning in your judgment?" ”

"At 100 meters, there is a 50% chance that you will be hit directly by a twenty-four-pounder gun, although the probability is not a simple addition...... But it doesn't matter, what is at stake will not give us room for correction. ”

"To put it simply, it's a dead end." Acharin nodded approvingly.

"Pretty much."

"But you still have the lucky horseshoe in your hand, it's really not good......"

"The Brig of Jewadang has been pressed against the back of the Andes, just waiting for me to be the first to throw in the lucky horseshoe." Lorraine spread her hands, "We each have a free soldier, and it seems that as long as the timing is right, we can push to the bottom of the plate and turn into a rear." ”

"But in fact, this kind of opportunity does not exist, because no matter which side Brig is, once he can't bear it, he will become the target of fire, they are just a deterrent, and they cannot become a weight to change the situation of the war."

"Chess...... Castling? Acharin made a second suggestion.

"Translocation with the Wasp?" Lorraine smiled dumbly, "Idle the Golden Deer in the Fifth Channel, do your best to contain the three Brig at both ends, and then let our two Brig try to challenge the twenty-four pounder guns on the opposite side?" ”

"Once you cut into the real fight, it really sounds like a bad idea." Acharin stretched out his only arm that could move, "I'm just a gunner, you're the commander." Please be clear, what are the difficult tasks of a strong man that I need to complete? ”

"How about dumbing those annoying twenty-four pounds?"

Acharin blinked awkwardly.

"Captain, I guessed that your task would be a little unrealistic, but ...... At a distance of 500 meters, you are going to let me penetrate an oak plank at least ten centimeters thick with an eighteen-pounder cannon? ”

"I will personally take the helm and repeatedly create a stable shooting environment for you at 300 meters." Lorraine paused, "But it can be rough until we reach stability, and you know, one more closer, the better likely we are to be broken." Are you sure you can complete the mission before you get sunk? ”

"Can I have any other answers?" Acharin smiled wryly and saluted.

……

"Hang up all the hammocks! Hang it sideways and set a buffer! ”

Acharin ran back to the gun bay with his arms hanging and began to yell at an unknown point as soon as he entered the cabin.

"The more hammocks, the better! Tie them all strong! And also...... Take out the hand to check the gun cables on the port side, and strengthen them if necessary, so as not to make them a burden! ”

"Understaffed? If you are short on manpower, go to the twelve-pound pump on deck! What can those small cannons accomplish in front of a fourth-class ship! Priority eighteen pound demand! ”

"And the person is fixed! If you don't want to be crushed to death by your own artillery, everyone prepares at least two solid cords for themselves! This is the order, the order! ”

The more and more irritable voices, the more and more hideous expressions, the gunners had never seen the hanging Yacharin show such a side, and they were all shocked for a while, and they only knew that they carried out the order in a hurry.

The old men of the Butterfly Flower were the most aware of the desperate signal, and they quickly completed the task at hand, and gathered around Acharin.

"Captain Gunner, is the captain ready to break through?"

"There's no chance to break in yet." Yacharin gritted his teeth, tied his useless left arm tightly to his chest, and tied three knots in a row with one hand, "Opportunity is for us to create!" ”

The old people suddenly cheered up: "What are we going to do? ”

"The No. 5 and No. 6 gun positions are under my personal command, and all the most capable men are drawn over, and the other gun doors are coordinated to cover ......"

Before he could finish speaking, an order came from the upper deck: "Captain's order!" Ten minutes later, the battle was cut, and all the crew members reconfirmed the status of the solid rope! Repeat and reconfirm the status of the solid cord! ”

The old men looked at each other for a moment, and Acharin tightened the cord around his waist with a sigh.

"Well...... That's it. The captain was much wilder than we had imagined, and he was angry that he had not been able to win the heart of the beauty this time. ”

"Raw...... Angry? ”

"Yes, he is going to enter the manor, and the overlord is forced to bow ......"

On the stern deck, Lorraine took the handwheel from Henna.

The pulped wood is smooth to the touch, similar to a waxed floor or tabletop, and has the illusion of softness more than that.

But an illusion is just an illusion.

The handwheel, carved from dense heartwood, was harder than most of the wooden parts of the ship, and even with Lorraine's strength, it was impossible to leave any traces with his bare hands, and the so-called softness was not reflected at all.

The same is true of the Andes.

Common sense and experience are clearly telling Lorraine that most of the old fourth-class ships are just compromises of insufficient military spending.

This bloated, slow, and even fragile ship type has countless flaws and weaknesses, and basically except for the superiority of firepower, other parameters are not worth mentioning in front of the fifth-tier ships.

In this case, in the single-ship duel between the Golden Deer and the Andes, the Golden Deer should have the advantage, and Lorraine should be like an experienced matador, playing the mad bull named Revodang with ease, until he is exhausted, and then ends his life with a pike and a bayone!

But...... Now it is the Golden Deer that is even more tired, and it is also the Golden Deer that is being teased and running around......

Struggling out of the illusion, Lorraine found that the Raging Bullman was waving a red cloth at him, and behind the red cloth, a cold light loomed.

"Once the roles change, the difference in strength is really terrifying......" Lorraine chuckled, raised her head and looked at Henna, "Henna, be my eyes." ”

"Hmm."

"It can be a bit bumpy for a while...... However, it will not capsize. ”

"I believe in you." Henna replied earnestly.

Lorraine let out a long sigh of relief, a smile on his face, and his eyes became more and more determined.

"With your trust...... That's great. ”

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