Chapter 43: The Wooden Boat
A month is fast, and soon it is time to go to sea again.
Black smoke rose from the narwhal's chimney again, and Charles walked up to deck with the newly recruited crew.
"Bandage, you go and assign the new crew members mission time. Charles said to the first mate beside him.
The silent first mate nodded, and walked with his newfound legs toward the deck with the new crew.
Charles took Odrik to the captain's room, and the newly bought huge charts were spread out on the table, and the islands, danger areas, and dark areas were clearly marked.
Charles said to the vampire in front of him, "Where is Sodom? ”
"Well, I can't see it, please tell me the location of Darkcrystal Island. ”
Charles pressed his hand on a pushpin and told him that this was Dark Crystal Island.
Odrik followed the Dark Crystal Island, his fingers drawing an arc on the chart, and poking lightly at it with his sharp nails. "Here. ”
To Charles' surprise, the place wasn't as far away as he thought. "Sodom is here, so close?"
"It's here sometimes, on the 6th and 25th of the month, and it's here. ”
Charles was stunned. "Appear? It's not an island? It's moving?"
"Yes, Captain, it's a ship, to be exact, a great ship made of ships plundered by pirates. ”
Looking at the distance of the dots, Charles mentally estimated the sailing time and supplies.
Although what Odrick said was so categorical, after all, it was information from 40 years ago, and if there was nothing there, it would not be without supplies.
"Is there enough plasma strapping?"
Audrick nodded hurriedly, "It's enough, I've prepared enough for 60 days." ”
"Reserve a part for if there's a high-intensity fight, I might need it. ”
"Yes, but Captain Charles, after all, it's a relic of the Bloodline, and you'd better use it sparingly. ”
"Got it, you go. ”
As soon as Aldrik bowed, he turned into a bat and flew out quickly.
In the waters near the island, Charles deliberately slowed down to let the new crew members run in with each other.
Most of the crew members this time are locals of Coral Island, and some of them even have a relationship with Charles, and they get along quite well.
On the eighth day of its departure, the narwhal slowly approached its destination, and the dark sea finally began to change.
"Captain, there's a ship ahead!!"
"I saw it. Charles's gaze looked through the glass at the ships in the distance.
It was clearly not Sodom, the ship was too small, half the size of the narwhal, and it was a wooden ship.
Wooden boats are rare in the Earthly Sea, and most of the places where wood can grow are bulldozed to grow edible crops.
As the ship approached, more details appeared in front of Charles, and unlike the Narwhal's turbine drive, the wooden ship was actually powered by sails.
Not to mention that there is basically no wind in the earthly sea, but there is wind, and it is too long to sail only by sails.
"Captain, what should I do?"
"I'll take the helm, you go out and play the flag and tell them that according to the custom, left rudder to left rudder. ”
This is considered the basic operation of navigation, for fear that the two sides will not communicate and the two ships will collide together.
"Okay!" Dipper, with the bracelet, rushed out with the flag.
The red flag was waved quickly by the boy, and the wooden boat began to turn, as if it understood the flag.
The two ships passed by, Charles looked at the old wooden boat, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, this ship is also going to Sodom?
"Bang bang!" The crisis appeared instantly, and the gun door on the left side of the wooden ship opened directly, and a black gun pointed at the narwhal.
Charles, who was tense all over, immediately made a decision and turned the steering wheel wildly, trying to meet the shells that greeted the opponent with the smallest area.
Even though Charles reacted urgently, there were still a lot of shells hitting the deck, but the expected explosion did not come, the shells seemed to be soft, it stuck wherever it hit, and began to emit black and purple smoke, and it didn't take long for the smoke to envelop the entire narwhal.
"Lily! Counterattack!!" Hearing Charles's voice, the rats on the deck quickly rushed towards the battery, and the 125mm gun muzzle began to move towards the wooden ship.
At the same time, black shadows slowly floated out along the black and purple mist, their pitch-black bodies were as thin as paper, representing the position of the head without facial features, and they were holding weapons of the same material in their hands.
As soon as the strange paper man stood still, he ran towards the deck gun, slashing wildly at the rats above, and the movement of the muzzle was forced to stop.
The crew fired swiftly at the objects, but the bullets passed through them without affecting their movement in the slightest.
Charles, who frowned, did not dare to delay, and took out the mirror to smear blood on it.
The ghost tricks on the side of the gods can't scare him, and the wooden boat in the distance is the key, and he must be stopped.
Just as he bit his finger with his teeth, there was a sudden pain in his abdomen, and a shocked Charles looked down to see a bloody tip peeking out of his chest.
He barely thought about it, pulled out his pistol with his right hand and pointed it behind him, and was about to pull the trigger but stopped abruptly.
The man who stabbed him was Boatswain Deep, and a strange smile appeared on his face, and a cold voice came from his mouth, "Shoot...... Shoot......"
In the next second, Charles took a deep breath and forcibly endured the severe pain and directly covered the clown mask.
As soon as the mask was covered, Charles pulled the trigger directly, and Deepp was shot and hit the ground.
Controlling the muscles in his body to clamp the blade in his body, Charles stumbled out of the cockpit.
The crew outside had already fought the Paper Man, and they were clearly weak, and except for the gigantic James, the attacks of the others did not work at all.
Charles, who was covering his wounds, held the bat mirror and threw it hard at the bat in the air. "Blind man!!Shake his boat to Lao Tzu!!"
The bat held the mirror in its mouth and quickly flew towards the wooden boat.
As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of paper appeared behind Charles at some point, holding a bright weapon and slashing at his head.
Charles quickly retreated and crashed directly into his arms, the black knife in his hand flew up and down, and the paper man quickly turned into confetti.
"Cut, that's it?" Charles was about to rush into the battlefield with his knife in his hand, when his body suddenly stiffened, and blood began to ooze from the wound again.
He suddenly didn't dare to act rashly, his body was in danger, and if he moved again, he was afraid that he would directly bleed and hang up.
Charles quickly found another solution, he slowly crouched down and took out a handful of steel spikes from the barrel next to him.
The steel nails were thrown and inserted into the bodies of the paper men, nailing them to the ground, but this was only a delaying tactic.
There were more and more paper people, as if endless, and Charles's consciousness had begun to blur.