Noisy night.

Tonight was the second night of mooring in Front Bay, and according to the rotational order, it was supposed to be Caterina on duty, with Henna and Noah assisting.

It's just that Lorraine's heart has been difficult to settle.

Since staying in the hotel was also restless, he simply took Clen back to the boat at night, and forcibly changed the confused three girls back to the hotel to rest.

Reason?

There is no reason why the golden captain is just not used to the "poor man's chicken" dish at dinner.

The three women were quickly disembarked, and Lorraine and Clen took over the ship's defenses again, starting a boring and slow guard on deck for the second time.

Adjusting his defenses, Clen approached Lorraine with two glasses and a small barrel of rum.

"Captain, are you interested?"

Lorraine nodded indifferently and continued to fill in her sailing records.

[There are undercurrents in Boston, the sons of liberty formed by capitalists, pioneers formed by maritime merchants, saints formed by religious groups, and ...... of the Continental Army]

[Four land forces, two sea forces, the British are eyeing the British outside, and there are slaves hiding their heads and tails in the city. 】

[But even in such a state of internal and external enemies, the army in the city still does not show the taste of harmony, just like everyone's own calculations, at critical moments, a plate of scattered sand. 】

[If the British knew that the Bostonians were now so virtuous, they should have attacked it with joy, right? 】

[Do you want to backhand to cut a wave of dividends of the second formation? ] 】

[It's about to start a war with the so-called Pirate King, of course, the more friends at sea, the better......]

At this point, Lorraine paused her pen, picked up the rum that Clen had prepared, and took a sip.

"Captain, how does the native Boston White Rum feel?"

"It's not as good as the Caribbean." Lorraine told the truth, "For the same cost, I wouldn't send them to Europe." ”

"But they seem to cost more."

"Liquor tax. After independence from Great Britain, the U.S. taxes on liquor became more expensive, and their production costs were already higher than those of the Caribbean, where sugar cane was not produced and finished syrups had to be imported from the Caribbean. ”

Clen shrugged his shoulders boringly: "Captain, why do I think you don't like it here?" ”

Lorraine was stunned for a moment: "You feel it?" ”

"It's strong."

Lorraine frowned and thought for a long time: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that everything here is foggy, which makes me feel like I'm going to run aground at any time." ”

"Hit the rocks?"

This is a very serious statement.

None of the sailors wanted to run aground, because running aground at sea would hurt the ship more than people, and in severe cases, it would endanger the lives of the entire ship.

Ke Cheng naturally became nervous: "Captain, Bright Reef or Dark Reef?" ”

"It's a more troublesome situation, I don't know if the reef exists, and I don't know what it really looks like."

"Damn ......"

Boom!

The sudden sound of gunfire pierced the night sky, and it was so familiar that it was the same thing Lorraine had heard during the day on Jefferson's ship.

Lorraine stood up in shock, and only took two steps before the cabin was pushed away by the sailor on duty.

"Captain! At some point, hundreds of people gathered under the ship, all slaves with guns, blacks and Indians! They suddenly shot at us, and someone was injured! ”

"Negro ...... and the Indians......"

Lorraine couldn't think of any way the hundreds of gun-wielding thugs had managed to surround the Jackdaw unnoticed, but now was clearly not the time to pursue it.

"Karen, you are in charge of the bow and starboard side, and I am in charge of the port side. Order the sailors to return fire, and shoot anyone who looks threatening, and I can afford it! ”

"Yes!"

……

The sound of gunfire rang out like beans in the night of Qianwan.

Lorraine and Clen pushed the door open, and there were already four or five sailors lying on the deck, bleeding and wailing loudly.

More sailors began to return fire.

Lorraine equipped the ship with long and short firearms, and the requirement to be loaded at night, played a role in the critical moment, allowing the Jackdaw to survive the most panicked first round, relying on a condescending and dense volley of guns to barely form a confrontation with the attackers.

Lorraine strode to the port side of the boardwalk, raised his hand to pick up a sailor's loaded Charleville, and shot at the figure that was swaying more than 20 meters away.

Boom!

The figure screamed and fell into the water, and more dodged from his position and charged down the narrow boardwalk.

"How many of our people have arrived!"

"Twenty on the port side, six in the bow, thirty-two on the starboard side, two more dead and seven seriously wounded!"

Lorraine looked down to avoid a gunshot, and the muffled sound of lead bullets breaking wood rang in his ears.

"Where's the other side?"

"At least one hundred and forty fifty, and all of them have guns!"

"We have guns too!" Lorraine gritted his teeth, his face pale, "Arrange for ten people to move Charlville, move more, let the accurate shot, and the other person load!" Even if you don't use the goods, we can guarantee six sticks! ”

"Yes!"

The sailors beside him rushed into the dining room where the guns were kept, and Lorraine raised himself to bring down another attacker, only to see more people pouring onto the plank road, killing them endlessly.

"Is the plank stowed away?" He asked in a loud voice.

The sailor on the side turned pale: "I'm sorry, I'll ...... immediately"

"Wait!" Lorraine suddenly came to his senses, "Don't put away the planks!" Let Clen bring most of his men to the port side, leaving only seven or eight men on the starboard side and bow to shoot the enemies who swim and climb the boat! ”

Guns come and go, and the fierce battle gets more and more intense.

The attackers attacked on their backs on the boardwalk, a dense stream of projectiles on the side of the ship, and sawdust flew sideways.

Karen joined the port side defense with more than two dozen men, and as soon as he was in place, he crawled to Lorraine's side.

"Captain, you want to put them up and fight?"

"Why do you have to put it up?" Lorraine grinned cruelly, "This is the dock, the civilian army of Boston will arrive soon, if they want to make a gain, they must attack quickly, and if they want to attack quickly, the only way to do so is to board the ship through the plank road." ”

"The plank road is only four or five meters wide, and hundreds of people are crowded here, isn't it the best target for platoons?"

As if in response to his words, the sailors carrying the guns ran out of the dining room one by one with large bundles of guns.

One was hit by a stray bullet on the road, fell with a scream, and the scattered spears slid all the way to Lorraine's feet.

Lorraine raised his foot and stepped on the gun: "Each person who shoots well is assigned three or more, and the worse ones crouch down to reload." Karen, you command the gun formation, as long as you press them on the plank road, you can kill as many as you want! ”

"Yes!"

The Jackdaw's counterattack began.

A platoon of nearly thirty guns, each round of fire knocked down four or five enemies like wheat harvesting.

The opponent's counterattack became weaker and weaker under such a overwhelming momentum, and the scattered counterattack was rarely hit, and even if it hit, the sailor's screams were suppressed by Kron's rhythmic order, and it sounded no more harsh.

"Platoon guns ready! Rise! Put! ”

Bang bang bang!

"Squat! Change the gun! Platoon gun preparation ......"

After only six or seven rounds, a few sporadic gunshots rang out on the starboard side.

The attackers seemed to be trying to distract the deck's fire by swimming in the water, but were quickly beaten back by the men guarding there.

The last hope was lost, and the enemy, who had no way to attack, began to retreat in a chaotic manner.

Lorraine gave the order to pursue, and a series of three planks were set up on the plank road, and the sailors, under Lorraine's personal guidance, disembarked in neat and firm steps, and quickly formed a wider and denser line of guns.

"Raise your gun! Aim! Put! ”

Bang bang bang!

"Change the gun! Advance! Raise your gun......"

Mechanical passwords, mechanical actions, mechanical killing.

Lorraine stood in the center of the thickest crowd, listening to Clen's orders, and watched his sailors march in a formation to suppress the wide front of the dock.

The opponent has been crushed, and victory is within reach!

However, in the unnoticed stern of the Jackdaw, no one noticed that several ghosts were floating from the bow behind the Jackdaw......

Ryan and Harry, dressed in pure black overalls, quietly pushed open the door of the bow gun.

The cannon door was not large, only about fifty or sixty centimeters long and wide, and it could barely drill diagonally through an emaciated adult man.

From here, across the sea, a few meters away is the empty aft balcony and parapet of the Jackdaw. Even if there are screams on the deck and the sound of killing on the plank road, there is no defense here.

Ryan waved his hand and made the hook throw.

"Hey, second lieutenant, are you sure there are less than 70 people on that smuggling ship?"

Harry grimaced as he fastened the hook to the pillar.

"One-third of the shift, the tongue I caught is like this, all three."

"A third of 200 people...... 66 pcs. Tut-tut, listen to that row of guns, listen to the density, I thought there were hundreds of people shooting. ”

"So you'd better cut back on some nonsense, or when those slave thugs are dead, it's your turn to be the next one to get on board illegally."

Ryan spread his hands with a helpless face: "I haven't lived enough." Therefore, for a small task of drilling into the cabin, please don't expect too much. ”

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