Chapter 471: The Advance Team in the Storm

Song Xiance guessed correctly, the advance team really didn't have any other troubles, it just encountered a big storm that lasted for four or five days. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gray-black clouds hung low in the sky, so low that it seemed that the waves could rush up into the sky if they were a little bigger; The wind whirled and whistled from time to time, and the raindrops of beans carried in the wind were so strong that they made a faint pain on people's bodies; On the small islands scattered along the northern coast of Chungcheongnam-do, the low bushes and the rocky beaches of different colors were all dyed gray and black by the bad weather. There seemed to be no other color in the world except for the black silhouette of the desert island and the white droplets of the waves crashing on the hull of the ship, and it was desperately monotonous.

A small piece of sea surrounded by many small islands, because of the shelter of the small islands, the storm is much weaker, Rao is so, the waves of more than one person are still endless, one after another, making the whole sea boil like a boiling pot; Several huge boat shadows also kept swaying and undulating with the waves, and there was no longer a moment.

On the towering stern of the Golden Phoenix, in the half-open anchor room, a sailor in a turban is sitting leisurely, one leg curled up on the floor, the other leg hanging in the huge anchor hole in the center of the anchor room—the main anchor weighing more than 10,000 catties hangs down from this anchor hole and sinks deep into the sea mud to stabilize the huge hull.

The sailor was wearing a new sailor suit, which was a new product that had been driven out by the suit crew shortly before setting sail. The stiff straight collar, the cuffs with three yellow buttons were tightened, and the straight and stiff trousers were sewn with three white decorative strips on the outside, making it even more handsome to look like a young man who was not good-looking—even more handsome without the thick, black brown rope around his waist.

In this kind of stormy weather, the brown rope is indispensable, not to mention his anchor room observation post, all the posts on the Golden Phoenix, and even the personnel who are only active on the deck for about ten minutes, must be tied to this ugly but life-saving safety rope at a critical moment - even if they are unfortunately swept into the sea by the waves, their companions can easily rescue people through the safety rope, which is also one of the many improvements in the "Sailor Drill Code" finally approved by Chu Fan.

Holding himself on the floor, the sailor looked at the thick brown cable to which the main anchor was fastened—the brown cable was made of several arm-thick brown ropes, the thickness of a basin—and when he saw that there was nothing out of the ordinary, the sailor retracted himself, and his face became more relaxed.

Although he is not very old, he is the captain of the ship, and I don't know how many fierce and sinister storms he has seen than this, and of course it is not comparable to the brothers of the Lu Division who vomited out the yellow bile water in the cabin - it has been almost ten days since he set off from Jeju Island, and he has been looking down all day without looking up, and the brothers of the Sailor and the Lu Division have already become one, and he sympathizes with these guys who can't walk the aisle when they get on the boat.

Like the Golden Phoenix, the several giant ships on this expedition are not the core elite of each fleet, and the officers and sailors equipped with them are all veterans who have experienced turmoil for a long time; A storm of this magnitude looks scary, and it really doesn't matter in the eyes of these "ship oilers"; In addition, with the excellent geographical advantage of many islands in this sea area, the ships of the advance team had no major problems except for a few minor bumps, and they could set sail and reach Ganghwa Island as soon as the wind stopped.

After confirming that the anchor cable was normal, the sailor glanced at the corner of the cabin not far behind him, and reached out and took out a fire fold and a white cardboard box from his arms, on which were impressively printed with three bright red characters - "Hongta Mountain".

This is also a new product on Ushijima!

Cigarettes were the most refreshing thing, so fairy grass cigarettes, of course, the unfed kind, soon became popular among the Fuliao army; In the past, the cigarettes were rolled by the Dengju Tobacco Factory and shipped directly to Jeju, but with the gradual penetration of the Dengju gentry, the quota of the East India Company was reduced again and again, and in the end, it even came and went.

In order to change this dilemma, after the war, Chu Fan simply transferred some technical backbones from the Dengzhou Tobacco Factory to build a new Yingzhou Tobacco Factory in Yingzhou City, and by the way, he also transferred back Qin Wancheng, that is, the company of the monkeys stationed in Dengzhou.

Fortunately, those guys were short-sighted, and their eyes were only staring at the boxes of fairy grass cigarettes in the warehouse that could be exchanged for money, and they did not control people very strictly, so that Lu Du, who had always been devoted to the East India Company, had a chance, and pulled out forty or fifty people from various workshops at once; With this group of experienced veteran workers, coupled with the ready-made premises of the Liu family's mansion, the Yingzhou Tobacco Factory was soon put into production, and the first batch of cigarettes were delivered before the advance team set off.

Tearing open the cover, he took out a white cigarette and put it in his mouth, and the sailor shook the fire and lit it, and spewed out a thick puff of cyan smoke with satisfaction—although the name had changed, the taste was still the same!

He didn't know the meaning of Chu Fan's name change. Cigarettes seem simple, but the composition and ratio of spices are the key to good taste! The spices of the Dengju Tobacco Factory have always been prepared by Chu Fan on Jeju Island and then shipped to Dengju, but now once the supply is cut off, the quality of Xiancao cigarettes will plummet, not much better than those made home-made; After changing its name to "Hongta Mountain", Yingzhou cigarettes can take advantage of this obvious quality difference to quickly seize the cigarette market in Daming - the Dengzhou gentry thought that they could firmly grasp the cigarette business by controlling production and monopolizing sales channels, but they didn't know that no matter what kind of commodity, quality is the most fundamental guarantee for survival!

After taking two puffs, the sailor looked back like a thief at the corner of the cabin, where the empty grass mound and the low table were the offices of the third officer who held the anchor, and now that the third mate had gone to inspect the two anchors in the bow, he dared to smoke secretly in this anchor room.

The "Sailor's Drill Code" has extremely strict regulations on the use of fire in the cabin, and no one is allowed to light fire in the cabin without the order and approval of the officer! If you want to smoke, you have to get to the designated area on the deck, away from gunpowder and ropes!

The sailors, of course, knew that such a rule was to prevent the accidental ignition of gunpowder, and that would be a great pleasure; But there was no gunpowder or flammable rope in the anchor room, and it was not a big deal to smoke a cigarette, as long as it was not caught by the third mate--the confinement chamber on the ship was certainly no smaller than on land, and it was not even worth turning it off for three days.

Here he swallowed the clouds and spitted fog, but he didn't know that there were people on the bridge above him who were snorting like him, violating the code of conduct and snorting cigarettes fiercely.

Looking at the endless rolling dark clouds in the sky, the pillar's face, which was pale from seasickness, turned even whiter, and his brow furrowed more and more in the faint light of the cigarette butt!

He's tormented right now!

Because according to the battle plan of the General Staff, his advance team should have finished resting on the deserted island west of Ganghwa Island today, and tomorrow it should land across the sea and make a surprise attack on the Goryeo Palace; Now that he has been trapped here for four or five days, the news cannot be spread, and he has not received instructions from the headquarters of the Liao Army, it is inevitable that his heart will burn with fire -- the most feared thing about fighting a war is to deviate from the predetermined plan; One more day of delay will make more variables!

The anxious pillar only cared about watching the churning waves, but he didn't notice that a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Dijiao's mouth, who had been holding a clairvoyant mirror beside him, and the latter immediately issued an order: "Flag to inform all ships...... An hour later, set sail! ”

The pillars were so frightened that they didn't even notice the smoke and their hands - this kind of weather set sail? Crazy? (To be continued.) )