This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, using the fortress to bombard and sink this cursed ship is the best option, it will be too difficult to fight on the sea, but there is no way to keep it.

Fortunately, the judgment of the task was very lenient, and his mission was not judged to be a failure, but a countdown of 167 hours, 45 minutes and 20 seconds reappeared.

"Seven days? Where am I going to look for the Black Pearl in the middle of the ocean, it seems that I will only be able to visit Burton again. ”

Now that Gordon has no ships, he can only borrow naval ships if he wants to pursue the Black Pearl, and it is clear that Burton is the best to convince.

The battle lasted a full two hours, and the post-battle finishing was until dawn, and in the confusion, Mickey finally found Gordon who was walking back, after all, the fortress is not for everyone.

"Captain, our ship ......"

Gordon shook his head and remained silent, and of course Mitch understood what the battle was all about, and the end result was either that the Black Pearl was stolen or sunk by the fortress cannons.

Mickey didn't say anything, and quietly followed Gordon towards the hotel.

But before he could get there, he could see the crowd coming from there with blood on their faces, and Gordon began to have a bad feeling.

When they returned to the hotel, they found that the entire hotel had collapsed in half, and two load-bearing walls had been destroyed by a single shell from Black Pearl's cannon, and they had collapsed directly.

There are already a lot of people around the site, and someone has already begun to excavate.

"Morgan! Allen ......"

Gordon began to shout that if they were in the crowd, they would have heard him.

It wasn't until he shouted for the third time that he saw Alan coming out from the side, with some sadness on his face.

"What's going on? Didn't it make you feel wrong and wake them up? What did you do?"

Alan didn't speak, but led Gordon and Mitch to a backlit corner, where the bodies of the two sailors were placed, and one whose spine had been crushed by the collapsed house, and whose internal organs were bleeding profusely, and who was not going to survive.

Gordon really felt chills, just one voyage, his own ships, his own sailors, a boatload full of people, there were only eight left in the end.

Looking at the outstretched hand of the lying sailor, Gordon hurriedly walked over and squatted in front of him, squeezed his hand, and gave his already somewhat cold body a little warmth.

"Captain...... Ahem...... Help me bring this back to Ha...... Havana. ”

In the right hand, which the sailor tried so hard to raise was his money bag, but in the end he failed to lift it, but scattered it all over the ground, so glaring and so ironic.

When the sailor left, there was no hatred or hatred in his eyes, only a little attachment and some relief.

Gordon's tears finally flowed down uncontrollably, crying like a child, although he is a captain, but he is only twenty-two years old, less than ten days as a captain, but in these ten days and days has witnessed too much life and death and human nature, surviving, it is just luck.

There were three corpses at the base of the wall, and they had been moved here only to prevent the rescue of the others, and the excavation of the ruins, of course, was also the request of the sailor, who said that the sun was so stinging that he couldn't open his eyes, and he wanted to sleep.

Gordon's eyes were still red after crying, and he looked at the sailors left, eight people, each with deep tiredness and pain in their eyes, and Alan hid behind the others.

Gordon walked over and lifted him directly by the collar, dragged him out, and roared at him, "I told you to wake them up, but why are they all dead!"

Alan was silent, he didn't know how to answer, it came too suddenly, he had already realized something from the sound of the cannon, and began to wake up Kulich next door, and the other two sleeping sailors, they knocked on the door one by one, waking up those who were still sleeping, because this place was too close to the dock and vulnerable to artillery fire, and he couldn't let these people go.

"Barn, do you know where Ball and Jackson are?"

Mickey wakes up the crew and tells them to run away, but two more are missing.

Barn thought about it, and Ball and Jackson had been drinking since the afternoon and had been drunk until they had returned to the hotel, even if there was so much commotion outside.

"In the innermost room! I'm going to wake them up. ”

Alan nodded and waited in place, this was a task that the captain had personally assigned and he had to work hard to complete.

But it was in a moment that Barn came out of the room with two guys who were still a little unsteady on his shoulders.

"Alan, take a hand. ”

Alan also hurried over.

But in an instant, a cannonball pierced the load-bearing wall of the hotel, and Alan watched as the ground beneath the feet of the three Barnes began to collapse, falling straight down, and more stones crumbling down.

The collapse continued, and in the end, Alan himself was able to hold on to the broken ground so that he did not repeat what happened to Barn and saved his life.

"Gordon, you can't blame him for that. ”

Kulić stepped out and grabbed Gordon's arm so hard that he gradually let down Allen's collar.

"In this kind of attack, who lives and who dies can only depend on luck, Alan has done your task seriously, but God will do so, no wonder others. ”

Of course, Gordon knew this, so many people had died in this attack, but the feeling of being nowhere to release his grievances made him uncomfortable.

"Barbossa, I'm going to kill you......"

His hatred for Barbossa was even more significant, and 80% of his crew died at the hands of Barbossa, and even without this mission, Gordon decided to hunt him down to the end, but now he has no ships and no sailors, and everything is empty talk.

"Settle the crew, Kurridge, and I'll pay another visit to Viscount Burton. ”

Two warships stayed in the harbor, the Pursuit and the Battleship Fortress, both under Burton's rule, but both were rendered useless in this campaign.

When Gordon came to the Viscount's Mansion, the butler looked at Gordon, who was visiting again, and shook his head: "The Viscount has handled military affairs for a night, and he has just fallen asleep now, so you better come later." ”

Gordon's expression was resolute: "I can wait for the viscount to wake up in the living room, and please be accommodating." ”

Eventually, the butler agreed, but waited until ten o'clock before Burton woke up from his sleep.