"Report, the Jagenque fleet has stopped its ships and is waiting for the fog to clear. ”

"Got it, keep watching, and report any movement as soon as possible," Isabella instructed and asked Dark, "How did you conjure up the fog?"

"The Nibelungen, the land of the dead in the legends of the North Sea, the land of the fog. I used the principle of fog and used the meeting of hot and cold water to create this fog. ”

"Ah, I see, you mentioned the throat of Farrakhan just now, you must have used it to pump geothermal heat to the surface of the sea, and when the hot and cold water are hedged, it will form fog, right?"

Ramos laughed, "Miss Priest is really smart, but why does the hot and cold water meet not into lukewarm water, but form fog on the surface of the water?"

Isabella was momentarily speechless: "Well, we just need to know the principle, right?"

"The sea surface water is low, and the geothermal water is extremely hot, so you can't form fog by simply mixing it," Duck laughs. If you look closely, you'll see that the location where the tentacles of the Farrakhan's Throat appear is calculated to cool it down from the upper sea, so that the temperature difference is not too great. In general, if the temperature difference between hot and cold water exceeds 6°C, it is difficult to form fog. ”

"How long can you trap them?"

"It's hard to say, there is a northeasterly breeze right now, and the fog will gradually spread and trap them all. They are in the passage between the icebergs, there is no way to avoid it, and if the wind can help and continue to maintain, it is estimated that they will be trapped for two days. ”

Isabella was overjoyed: "It's amazing. ”

"Don't rejoice too early, this is the most perfect situation, the enemy fleet is too big, there are many people and strength, they must have a solution - Lala, what are you laughing at?"

"Hmph, Dark, I'm in charge of the mission and intelligence of the Dark God Cult. ”

Darker clasped his hands on his chest: "What, blow and blow the Jagenke fleet to the bottom of the sea?"

"Our inside line lurking in the Jagenk Army will have a chance to do it. ”

"yes, I'll see, but, Lala, don't expect intelligence to dominate the world. ”

"Just watch it. ”

Mosaria was a veteran of many years, both decisive and calm, and in the face of the sudden fog, he immediately ordered the ship to stop, and only a dozen ships had a slight collision. Otherwise, this fog is enough to create the largest bumper boat game in human history.

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, Mosaria even ordered the flagship to drop anchor and wait for the fog to clear.

Seeing that the commander was calm, most of the ships gradually stabilized.

However, there are those who do not think so, for example, the captain of the Shellgan, Fisherbrien.

In the Jagenke Army, there was a kind of soy sauce unit called the "Sponsor Army" by the regular army. These people are not in the regular army, they are the army provided by the big conglomerates, and their status in peacetime is more similar to that of security guards, and they basically have no combat effectiveness at all. Some have never even been to the battlefield in their entire lives.

The Jagenke army will not die and put this scum that has dragged down the average level of the army by their side. Except for sending regular army officers to guide and dropping a few commendations every month, I don't have much friendship with them.

When Rustford was in office, he tried his best to suppress the development of the big conglomerates, and the sponsors behaved with their tails between their legs, but as soon as Alfran took office, the power of the big conglomerates swelled rapidly, and the sponsors were naturally arrogant.

This battle has become a step forward in the hearts of many people.

There is a regular army to take the lead, what are you afraid of!

Fisher Hydetag Brian is one of them. In the three years since he "joined the army," he has not achieved any results, and it is no wonder that Jacques is calm and calm, so how can he show his talent on this day? Even if he caught up with the strike a few days ago and killed a few workers with his own hands, he did not see any good face from his superiors. He was keenly aware that this war might be his last chance.

Do!

But now, damn Mosaria, he actually ordered everyone to stop the boat!

I can't bear it!

"Kill the bold, starve the faint-hearted. He said coldly.

The staff next to him is an old man who has been calling for many years, and he is the best at observing words and feelings, and when he saw that the old man's face was uncertain, he hurriedly said: "Master, no, Lord Admiral, what are your orders?"

The Admiral made Fisherbrien feel comfortable, and his tone softened: "Hmph, the military order is here, what else is there to order?"

"Hey, hey, yes. The military order is like a mountain, who dares to move lightly. That unreasonable bastard in Mosaria can really cut off people's heads. ”

Then the two were speechless. Fisherbrien held back and held back, but still didn't hold back: "When I paddle and fish in my hometown, I can always catch more fish than others, do you know why?"

"Little stupid, I don't know. ”

"Across the bow of the ship!"

This perfect self-detonation stunned the staff: "Lord Admiral, this ...... The boat crosses the big bow?"

When the big ship moves, the small boat dies instantly. The only hope of survival lies in the fact that the big ship can find it in time, and it can't bear to kill a boatload and stop the ship urgently.

But it was with this shameless tactic that Fisherbrien managed to catch more fish than any other boat, and he also managed to create a gangster's unique ruffian, as well as the position of Admiral of the Captain of the Naval Corps Chartgang.

"Let me tell you, there is no protagonist in this world, only I am. Anyone has to make way for me. Mosaria is a bird's feather? Lao Tzu's boat is small, but it is flexible! Lao Tzu is thin, but he is ruthless!"

The staff was a little uneasy: "Lord Admiral, we ...... What do you do? Single-handedly Stanford?"

"Of course it can't be so reckless. As I said earlier, the guts and bandits are not the protagonists now, but only me who is in command of the overall situation! This fog must be the ghost of the Stanford army, they must be hiding behind the fog, as long as we find a way to rush to the front and fire the first shot, we will go down in history. As for whether it's actually an enemy or not, who cares?"

Hearing that there was no need to rush forward and die, the staff felt a little relieved, but they were still worried: "However, but now that the fog is so big, it is difficult for the lookout to distinguish the sea conditions, and now the channel is so narrow, in case it ......."

"The brothers are all old men who have been making tides for many years, who would make a mistake? Besides, the fleet is not completely stabilized yet, and our ships are flexible, small and stable, and will not attract the attention of others, and once the fleet is stabilized, according to the deployment of that idiot in Mosaria, all ships will definitely not be allowed to move lightly, and then it will not be the turn of the to eat a mouthful of heat!"

"Yes...... Reasonable. ”

"Then what's the grind, let the brothers go up!"

So, in the midst of the sound of passwords and dense magical communications, the Chatgan quietly increased its speed, took advantage of the fog, left the sponsor brigade, and sneaked into the gap in the fleet of the regular army of Jacque.