readx;?“ Captain! A sailor ran up from the lower cabin and shouted, "Telegraph." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info [Latest Chapter Reading]" said and handed a telegram to Zhong Bin.

Zhong Bin took the telegram and nodded at him, the sailor hurriedly handed over a pencil, Zhong Bin signed a distorted "read" on the telegram with the pencil and then handed him back the telegram and pencil.

"We've left the harbor and we're ready to set sail!" The helmsman at the stern shouted loudly in Mandarin, and the officer on duty looked up at the weather vane on the top of the mast and shouted, "The wind is south-east, and the wind force is level three." ”

Zhong Bin nodded and shouted loudly, "Navigator! "The navigator is in place!" The navigator shouted loudly from the side, Zhong Bin turned his head to stare into his eyes, "Go to the first navigation point, meet the frigate waiting there, and start patrolling!" ”

"Understood! Navigation Point 1! The navigator replied aloud, looked at the open map on the table, and soon reported a series of parameters, which the sailors began to act according to the reported parameters at the request of the boatswain.

Although the wind was not strong, it still blew the soft sails of the frigate, and the bow of the ship split the seawater, and the speed quickly increased. The pilot ship that was in charge of towing just now has now released the towing cable and moved out of the channel of the Chunxiao, and the sailors on board the pilot boat sat in their places and saluted the Chunxiao. The sailors of the Chunxiao returned the salute, and at the same time quickly put away the towing rope that had fallen into the sea and wrapped it around the stake that was twisting the cable.

Zhong Bin watched with interest as these sailors did these things neatly, like a high-speed clock - he only knew what his surname represented after seeing a disassembled clock, and the Chinese could make so many small parts into such a precise timekeeping tool, before which he only knew to look at the ship's clock, but never thought that there would be so many parts in the boxy box on the ship. It's really interesting to say, it's amazing that so many small parts can be used in an orderly manner to show the time on the dial of the clock.

He often heard the senators say that every department of the entire senate system should operate like a part of a clock, and that every person is a part of the senate, and as long as they work closely together, they can be invincible. Now that I think about it, what the patriarchs said is really right, just look at my own frigate, there are only more than forty people on it. If he had done the inspection work before going to sea, he would probably not have been able to finish it in a year, and he still remembered the appearance of the Chunxiao before it was called "He Lao Liu", the black deck was full of oil stains, and the cables and debris were thrown anywhere they could, and even the weapons were thrown at will. He remembered that his men often couldn't find their weapons when they needed them, and they were in a hurry to fight. On the now polished deck, sailors in deck shoes were walking around, there was no clutter in sight, buckets were placed on rows of bucket racks, and sandbags and mops were neatly stacked behind the dead ends of the gun emplacements. The decks under the gun emplacements were removed, and iron pillars were added underneath to ensure that the recoil of the guns would not damage the deck when firing.

He Zhong Bin wants to say that he has also seen the cannon fired on the ship, the hull of this lucky ship is not large, and it usually looks like it is a little dead and heavy when it is equipped with four to six guns, and it can't run at all after hanging the hard sail, and when it is fighting, it can't catch up with the enemy and can't escape the pursuit, which makes people complain. Moreover, even if the cannon is fired, it cannot be fired in a salvo, and if it is fired, the hull will often tilt in the direction of recoil, although it may not necessarily capsize, but it is equivalent to playing with life. He glanced at the 1629 smoothbore gun on the tail floor, this cannon was different from any gun he had seen before, there was a pillar above and below the barrel, and he didn't know what it was for.

These cannons were covered with cannon jackets to prevent the sea water from eroding the barrels of the cannons due to the wind and waves, and he suddenly became interested, and walked over and touched the barrels of the cannons. At the moment, I thought in my heart that if there was such a cannon on my ship back then, would I lose to Liu Xiang? But he just thought about it for a moment and laughed directly, even if such a cannon was given to him, he wouldn't need it. The artillery of the Senate is notoriously cumbersome, it has to measure the range before firing, measure the direction of the wind, and clear the chamber after firing. Not to mention that these more than ten rounds will be scrapped, and even if they will not be scrapped, he will not be able to make such shells. He remembered the neatly stacked shells in the ammunition depot below deck, which were divided into ammunition, but were tied with a tether to fit through the muzzle when loaded. Such shells of exactly the same size and size cannot be made by the bandits who did not enter the stream before, even the Yaning people, who claim to be proficient in smelting, cannot make them, so it is not for nothing that the Chinese can suddenly rise.

Due to the small size of the ship, the basket on the top of the main mast is not large, and can only accommodate one person, and now a sailor is looking around, Zhong Bin can see that he is a little uncomfortable by the sea breeze, and the white shawl will be blown up by the wind from time to time and slapped on his face. There is also an iron wire at the top of the mainmast - this is not used as a lightning rod, this one is used as a receiving antenna for the radio. A small transceiver is usually installed on the frigate to maintain communication with the port of Vostochny, and this shortwave radio can transmit information over a considerable distance at sea. In the communication room below deck, there is a small generator, which is actually a pedal thing, like pedaling a bicycle, and someone has to manually generate electricity on it to ensure normal operation.

Zhong Bin has seen enough of his ship, to be honest, he has to direct the ship in and out of the port every day, and he can walk back and forth on it even with his eyes closed. He now thinks of the former captain Yang Junbo, Yang Junbo is now on the capital ship of the Victory, as the saying goes, it is better to be the head of the chicken than the queen of the ox, but now his mind is full of thinking about going to the Victory, even if it is to be an ordinary sailor on it, such a large capital ship, the last time against Liu Xiang's dozens of ships almost no damage was wiped out Liu Xiang's fleet, if it were not for the capture of the three-masted ship, I am afraid that even Liu Xiang would sink into the sea to feed the fish.

He would immediately remember the words of some of the soldiers who participated in the naval battle, the unsinkable wreckage floating on the sea, the sharks swimming nearby, and the sailors who were floating on the water from time to time dragging the sailors who were floating under the water, and the terrified sailors who did not hesitate to fight each other for a foothold in the wreckage. Zhong Bin glanced at the navigator, he remembered that this navigator was captured in that battle, it seemed that he was called Lin Bei - he couldn't help laughing, this child was from Fujian, isn't this word in Fujian Min scolding? You limbe...... Just for this name, his father is out of tune.

Limbe didn't know that the captain was secretly laughing at his name now, and he was now staring intently at the chart in front of him, and from time to time he would use his measuring instrument to measure whether his current position was wrong with the chart's course. The captive, who had been captured in a naval battle, was rescued by a naval rescue ship almost at the most critical moment, and was full of gratitude to the Senate. The experience of escaping from the sea made him completely understand the unbearable situation of being a pirate before, and his performance in the prisoner camp surprised the naturalized cadres in charge of the prisoners. Later, after passing the political examination, he attended a training course to learn cultural knowledge.

His age was rather embarrassing, sixteen years old, which exceeded the maximum age required by the Senate for minors to receive education, and originally according to the idea of the senator in charge of auditing, he was going to be sent to the future civil affairs cadre study class, but he had to give up without receiving so much education. Because Limbey's name is easy to remember, and no one shares his name, his name has been retained, although many people still can't help but laugh after hearing his name, but he has long been accustomed to it.

Limbe was soon incorporated into the ranks of the Chinese sailors, became an ordinary sailor, and was incorporated into the sail fleet. By chance, a veteran officer discovered that the young man was able to recite tidal songs and had a certain understanding of the star-pulling board, so he immediately took him as an apprentice and taught him the method of measuring latitude and longitude by means of instruments, and also taught him some skills for identifying celestial bodies -- these are all necessary means for navigators.

In fact, Limbe's familiarity with Tidesong comes from the old ghost, who is not a leader in that boat, but an old face. In order to find a way out for this "son" who was not his son, the old ghost begged for navigation on the boat and asked him to teach some navigation methods to Limbe. Although it is said that Limbey did not become a navigator until he was captured, he learned this skill and could not forget it.

This skill made him immediately fly out of the ranks of sailors and become a navigator, and in the more than a month with the patriarch, he held various instruments in his hand every day, determined the latitude and longitude according to the requirements of the patriarch at any time, and at night under the lighting of the gas lamp with the comrades in the cultural training class to learn "new Chinese characters". The problem facing the Senate now is not only the shortage of people, but especially the lack of educated laborers and soldiers, who are only competent for the most basic labor, and the uneducated people are completely incompetent for the "sophisticated" technologies on which the Senate relies on such "sophisticated" technologies as machining and weapon operation.

When the senators educated the naturalized people, there was no hiding of private interests at all, because the naturalized people were better able to master these skills, which meant that they were better able to work for the senate. There were still veterans who questioned whether someone would sneak into the Oriental Port to steal Chinese technology, but these people who stole the technology took these technologies and put them all over the world to be useless, because these technologies must rely on China's technical parameters to operate, otherwise it is useless to take them out, just like the espionage incident that happened at that time, even if the responsible patriarch was punished, but no one was too worried about these stolen technologies.

Lin Bei is still in training, and today he went ashore to rest because the navigator of the Chunxiao went ashore to rest due to illness, so he went on board to serve as a navigator, and when the original navigator returned, he could go back to continue the training. In addition, this kind of frigate usually carries out reconnaissance patrol missions, and can return to the sea at night, so it will not delay the cultural training course. He took the matter of determining the location and navigation very seriously, because he firmly remembered that the old ghost told him that whether a boat can find a place, whether it can go home, the key is to see how well the navigator has a good grasp of the location.

He remembered that the master who had taught himself a little bit of his fur in a perfunctory manner had never dared to keep the ship away from the shore or off the needle path, otherwise it would be easy to get lost, and the ship he was in had lost its way several times. But at the moment, the old professor's navigation skills are simply against the sky for him, he does not need to look at the surrounding scenery and the position of the reef at all, he only needs to use the instrument to point at the celestial bodies in the sky to know where he is. Although the charts given by the patriarch to each ship were about sixty nautical miles from the port of the East, he had heard the patriarch mention it intentionally or unintentionally, even if they had a map of the world, and it was quite accurate. Looking at it this way, the patriarchs are simply familiar with the sea area of the whole world.

He was not sloppy in the slightest, and from time to time his eyes glanced at the clock installed on the tail tower, and every fifteen minutes he had to check his position with an instrument to see if he had deviated from the course, and then left a mark on the thin paper covered on the map to make sure that he had not deviated from the course. Charts are invaluable, and no navigator will write directly on them, but if they are not marked, they will make navigation more difficult. Therefore, many navigators have adopted this method, which is to cover a slightly larger thin piece of paper on the chart. Although these translucent tissue paper will obscure the pattern on the chart to a certain extent, they can still be roughly seen, and the thin paper can also be written and drawn, as long as it is not too forced, basically not to puncture the thin paper.

"Captain! We are about to arrive at Navigation Point 1, and the estimated arrival time is 10:05! Lin Bei said loudly to Zhong Bin, Zhong Bin looked back at Zhong, it was already nine fifty o'clock, and nodded at him, "I know!" Go on! ”

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