"Butterfly rudder left, cattail rudder right! The two wings are clamped and squeeze the channel!"

    On the vast open sea to the west of the island, two brigantine sails with colorful pupil skeleton flags are sailing through the wind and waves with huge sails.

    They are chasing two Kirks with French merchant flags.

    The pursuit of such publicity was naturally discovered by Kirk early, but the wide bottom, slightly fat and the design of single mast cross sail made it impossible for this kind of ship to race at all.

    This is especially true in the current cross wind environment.

    The only way they could borrow the wind was to break the line, but the two brigantines were like giants, opening their jaws, one left and one right, forcing their course more and more straight.

    The folding space was getting smaller and smaller, and the utilization rate of sails was getting lower and lower. They also heard that the tall young commander in the upwind issued new orders to the pirate fleet.

    "Forced landing! Allow shelling!"

    The dense gun door opened from the inside. Acharin closed one eye and raised his thumb behind a nine pound gun.

    "Shelling is second only to the romance of picking up girls, gentlemen," he said to the Gunners standing behind him. "I know that English Gunners are well-trained. We launch two rounds, and you can often launch three rounds, and warships are even faster. But why can''t England still rule the world? That''s because you''re not romantic enough."

    He squinted, stretched his arms, and stood motionless on the undulating gun deck with his feet rooted.

    "Wind speed, wind direction, wind force, ignition time, aiming target, everything should be considered. Like a pick-up girl, you have to know her preferences, her growth, her fear and love, and then you can hit it with one blow and take... Ignition!"

    Boom!

    The nine pound long gun in the third cabin exploded with a roar, and the red shell drew a beautiful and slightly skewed arc, accurately landed more than 50 meters away on the main deck with Kirk shaped small guns, and directly smashed through.

    A fire broke out inside the deck, guns and explosives collapsed inward along the hole, and then

    Boom!

    With the blessing of hormone cult''s fallacies, acharin''s first shot triggered a martyrdom explosion.

    The explosion took place in the inner cabin of the hull, and the roaring shock wave tore the Kirk hull in half from the middle.

    The thick smoke column rose into the sky, and the calm sea raised huge waves. The waves were so big, five or six meters high, that they almost overturned the butterfly on one side.

    Everyone, including acharin, stared at the tragic scene.

    Stumps, broken arms, complete human bodies, huge ship bones, as well as goods sealed in wooden boxes and goods that have not been sealed in wooden boxes for a long time

    Like rain.

    The Gunners were full of awe: "gunner general, do the French know how to shoot like you?"

    "Well, cough!" acharin coughed. "Then what... Go to the deck and make a forced landing. For romantic gentlemen, we only need to care when a woman will lie in bed, and we don''t need to know why she will lie in bed."

    "Yes!"

    The battle ended abruptly.

    The companion in hell was still sinking in despair not far away. The sailor wailed from the depths of the vortex. The surviving Kirk captain heard it and immediately decided to... Raise the white flag, lower the sail and surrender.

    Acharin''s hormonal cannon did wonders.

    When the battlefield entered the inventory stage, Ramos asked his third mate to board and land the ship with the sailors, and soon brought news to Lorraine.

    According to the captain''s account, they were actually two transfer ships that accidentally left the coastline in pursuit of the wind.

    Their bottom cabin was full of porcelain and embroidery from the East, with a total value of more than 13000 pounds.

    Lorraine fell like a cloud.

    Ten thousand... Three thousand pounds

    Excluding the ships and charts that could not be exchanged for money, the General Chamber of Commerce made a profit of more than 4000 pounds last month, and less than 2000 pounds last month.

    It can be seen that with the current transport capacity and channels of Drake chamber of Commerce, 2000 pounds is the normal monthly profit standard of the General Chamber of Commerce.

    In order to earn thirteen thousand pounds, Lorraine had to run for half a year on the Cantabrian route in fear.

    Now... They are half in the capture ship and half at sea

    What are the black smoke pillars and traces of war floating in the sea, gold pounds, time, more ships and bigger guns

    In the final analysis, they are all gold pounds!

    Lorraine''s eyes are red.

    "Order, the fleet is anchored! The butterfly flower is in the first level of alert. The cattail flower puts all the crew down, connects the captured ship and counts the goods!" he took a deep breath. "Tell Ramos that niold doesn''t need porcelain and silk. Those floating on the sea... Are all ours!"

    With Lorraine''s order, Drake''s two delicate flowers anchored and sailed in this dangerous sea area, and the anchor chain went down to the seabed nearly 70 meters deep.

    The cattail completely abandoned its combat readiness.

    In addition to leaving the necessary 20 sailors to maintain the stability of the ship, 30 people landed on the captured ship and pulled out more than a dozen cables, almost tying the captured Kirk and the cattail together.

    More than 20 people rowed assault boats and scattered in the vast sea area to salvage the flying goods.

    The nearby goods are directly salvaged by sailors swimming, and one is retrieved and sent back to the ship like a sea lion arch ball.

    On the contrary, Haina climbed up the lookout platform of the front mast to supervise the southwest. Pierce stood on the lookout platform of the main mast and looked far to the northeast.

    All the guns were opened and all the guns were loaded in place. Lorraine was personally in charge of the steering wheel. Even the sailor clenched the sail rope, and was alert in his position.

    Everyone''s heart is in his throat. It jumps like a deer.

    Hurry up, hurry up

    This is close to the main channel of Cantabrian. In such a deadly place, barge robbery is like prying over a cash truck on the highway. When picking up money, any fast-moving car can kill them.

    Reason constantly advised Lorraine to give up everything and keep moving. Money is not important.

    Perceptual villains disdain to laugh. If people can act according to reason, how can the word luck be created?

    The two villains began to quarrel. In Lorraine''s mind, the quarrel burned Lorraine for two hours.

    Salvage has not been completed

    There were more than 6000 pounds of cargo piled on the capture ship, and 4000 pounds of wet cargo were scattered on the deck of the cattail flower. There were still nearly 3000 pounds of cargo floating and sinking in the sea.

    The salvage boat rowed farther and farther, and the swimming sailors were slower and slower.

    "God!" pierce suddenly screamed, "reindeer! Find reindeer at twelve o''clock, full sail, full speed!"

    He tore off his headscarf, but he didn''t grasp it for a moment. He could only watch the headscarf fly away.

    "The wind is due south, level 6, stroke!" he mumbled, his voice getting higher and higher, and shouted to the stern rudder, "brother! It''s 18 kilometers away, and the reindeer is expected to arrive in an hour!"

    Listening to Pierce''s scream, Lorraine turned his head foolishly and stared at the due north sea level without any sail shadow.

    "Is this a lesson? Greed is worse than greed?" he gritted his teeth. "Sign language! Let Ramos immediately give up the captured ship and take back the sailors! Ask him how long it will take!"

    Ramos responded immediately, 45 minutes.

    "I''ll give him fifty minutes... How many cargo holds the capture ship can carry, all the sailors take back the cattail, and then... Run to Bilbao!"

    The sailors had a bad feeling in their hearts. Karen asked instead of the others, "what about us?"

    "We..." Lorraine gasped. "The reindeer is running too fast. If we want the cattail to escape smoothly, we have to pull her back."

    Karen stared: "to pull the hind legs of a destroyer?"

    "The adventure has begun, my friend..." Lorraine smiled bitterly and ordered, "butterfly flower, change the flag of the chamber of Commerce and anchor!"