"Look, it's raining!" Yankee Ghani said.

The rain rustled down, but not much, and it quickly darkened.

Mozart lamented: "It's a pity that the rain is not heavy, there is no rain and no wind, and if there is wind, we may be able to get rid of the cruiser with the help of the wind." ”

"Mr. Mozart, will you do something for me?" Yankee Ghani said.

"Okay captain, I'll do your bidding!" Mozart replied.

"You make a raft, erect some pillars, go to the cargo hold, take one of our spare stern lights, install them on it, and put three or four small lights, be careful, don't let the Chinese see your actions!"

Mozart's eyes lit up suddenly, he understood the captain's intentions, and hurriedly went to prepare.

A large stern lamp in the middle of the upper stern of the Golden Deer was lit, illuminating the windows of the Golden Deer's stern cabin.

The pursuing cruisers behind were also lit up, and the sailors on the Golden Deer watched with jealousy as the cruisers were brightly lit, with huge bow lights, stern lights, and even searchlights!

A searchlight is actually a mirror reflection of firelight, and a lamppost is shining straight ahead.

Luckily, the rain curtain cut the light a lot, but it was also enough to see the Golden Deer disappearing from time to time.

Plenty of light and great for night boating.

But even if it is a red-haired fan, it is very luxurious to light the lamp in this way, and it is good to light a stern lamp at the top of the boat at night, and it is often only a few candles to stay in the cabin, and the rest of the people sleep.

Yankee Ghani is familiar with the Chinese and knows that the Chinese grow countless palm oils, and they still have oil, so their ports, cities, and ships use oil.

He noticed that the cruiser had dropped its top sail, and the cruiser without a top sail looked like a black shadow against the dark purple sky.

Every three minutes or so, the Redfur saw their bow spew orange-red tongues of fire, followed by the sound of its cannons.

The Golden Deer missed a single shell.

The red-haired sailors sneered: "They really have a lot of gunpowder!" ”

"Yes, they really have a lot of gunpowder!" Yankee Garney said: "They have a lot of gunpowder, and it is clear that they are training at night and using us as targets. ”

Everyone greedily thought, "The Chinese are so rich!" ”

After another hour of following, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was still no wind, and the two ships were moving in the dark night sea, the cruiser shining brightly, and the lights of the Golden Deer appearing and disappearing in the rainy night.

Judging by the lights, the cruiser seems to have slowed down and is still biting in their back, although the searchlights have been extinguished.

Mozart came and told him, "The raft is ready!" ”

"Lower the raft from the stern." Yankee Ghani instructed.

The boatswain, along with several men, lowered the raft from the side of the ship with a stumbling slam.

On the raft stood a village as high as the aft railing, on which hung a spare stern lamp, and four small lamps lined up under the pillars.

"Who is more agile and agile?" Yankee Ghani asked.

"DuPont." Mozart replied.

"Then DuPont." Yankee Ghani said.

"Captain?" Dupont, a young man, asked.

"Take this thing, Chinese flotter, I will send you to the raft, and as soon as the lights on our ship are extinguished, the lights on the raft will be lit."

"Okay, Captain, it's all right!"

It was a battle of stratagem, with the bow of the Golden Deer cleaving the waves, the water rushing to the back, and the strange behavior of the stern of the Golden Deer might have been detected through the telescope if anyone on the cruiser had a sharp eye, but now that the mission was accomplished, Dupont was like a nimble monkey ship that climbed over the bulwark and returned to the dark open deck.

"Well done!" Yankee Ghani whispered, "Let it go." ”

As the boatswain loosened the rope from his hand, and they untied the rope of the attached raft completely, Yankee Garney felt a slight tremor on the Golden Deer.

The boatswain did a good job, the mock lights on the raft were too similar to those of the big ships, and the boatswain had used an old rope to put a cross frame on the headlights to pretend to be window edges, which might have been able to fool the eyes of the Chinese.

Yankee Garney stared at the raft for a long time, then said, "Sail on the mast!" The sailors on the mast climbed up and disappeared into their sails, and all the people on deck stood solemnly motionless, looking at each other as if waiting for God's judgment.

The sails unfurled, the wind pressure increased greatly, and the Golden Deer accelerated, and the lights behind the ship gradually weakened.

The rain was getting heavier, and some of them were out of the cabin, but Yankee Garney and others remained on the open deck.

Everything seemed to be in order, the tension eased a little, and in an instant everyone's attention was diverted, as the cannon on the cruiser began to fire, and the sound of the cannon rang out again and again, and it was attacking the raft!

God forbid!

Some of the men drew a cross, and watched the Chinese cannon as if it were nothing to do, and the cruiser apparently bombarded the raft with its broadside guns, and it was the port guns that had been fired, and the starboard guns had been replaced, and the fighting was so enjoyable that at last the lights on the raft went out, and then the sea fell silent.

"Will they think we're sinking?" The boatswain asked uncertainly.

"Perhaps!" Yankee Ghani said vaguely, pointing in the distance, the cruiser did not follow!

The Golden Deer was no longer lit and sailed at night, and when the first glimmer of dawn appeared, both the sailors at the top of the mast and those observing with cannon barrel binoculars reported that there was no sign of the cruiser.

"It's good news, we're finally getting rid of them!" Yankee Garney pondered whether the cruiser should be left far behind, or the cruiser would have gone in a different direction, or west, or north, while the Golden Deer would go northwest. (Later, a report from cruiser 116 admitted that they had spent too much time chasing down the cunning Red Hair Fan's false target, and the Chinese eventually came to their senses, but no trace of the Red Hair Fan was lost.) ）

There was no longer a cruiser to chase him, Yankee Ghani put the telescope on his stomach and put the barrel away (monocular), and the strong sunlight pierced him so much that he had to squint.

He was tired, after all, he had not slept all night, but he was very excited, and they advised him to sleep for a while, and he obeyed, and entered the cabin heavily, and in a short time he fell asleep soundly, and it was extremely relaxed!

The "lucky" Yankee Ghani escaped and the trip went even more smoothly, first to the northwest and then to the northeast, towards the Maluku Islands.

Luck doesn't stop there.

At this time, the defenders of the southeast province of the Maluku Islands had just stopped, and some red-haired boats had come to harass them earlier, and they were either sunk by them or driven away by them, and there was no trace of the enemy for the time being, and the defenders were in a period of slackness.

Of course, Yankee Ghani rashly attacked the Maluku Islands, it was also his own death, although there is no patrol fleet here, but there are more than 30 cruisers, and the Golden Deer is enough to choke on a cruiser!

The clever Yankee Ghani doesn't do thankless things that he can't do with his own efforts, and his eyes are on Obi Island, a small nutmeg-rich island!

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