Reborn As a Pirate

Being a Pirate on Your Birthday ()

The capricious Pharaoh began to regret after seeing the Israelites leave, and sent his army to chase after them.

When there was no way out and there were pursuers, God parted the waters of the Red Sea, allowing the Israelites to pass through safely, and made the sea water recombine, causing the Egyptian soldiers to die in the belly of fishes.

Because of this great miracle, the entire nation of Israel feared and obeyed the true God. Moses also sang and praised the greatness of God. His sister Miriam led all the women to applaud.

The night is as cool as water.

Boston's latitude is higher, which is different from the warmth of the four seasons in the Caribbean. It's cold in November here, and even the sea breeze quietly clenched the knife in his hand.

Lorraine softly recited frustrating Latin scriptures outside the water tank. Henna beside him tilted her head strangely when she heard it.

Another strange psalm? Like the whaler song you sang before?

Probably not the same. Lorraine scratched his nose, The Song of the Whalers is just a memorial to ancestors in a small fishing village, but this is the famous Exodus, in which Moses, the sage of Jehovah, led the Jews to escape. An account of the Exodus to the Promised Land.

Escape from Egypt? The Egyptians didn't understand. Egypt is very comfortable. Why did they escape from Egypt?

Uh... because you can't bear slavery?

Is there a time when Egypt enslaved anyone? Haina's eyes widened unexpectedly, I heard that it has been a territory of Macedonia since two thousand years ago.

After all, it has a long history. Lorraine laughed boredly, As long as you put your own origins together with ancient Egypt, the belief in God will naturally have a long history, and no one can find out anyway.

Hina suddenly realized, and then a new curiosity appeared.

But the stories of Jehovah's miracles should be recorded in the Bible, right? How come you are so familiar with them?

I'm going to ask an old man in red in Westminster Abbey. So many people want to be his son, so he doesn't want to be his son, so he insists on telling me some bedtime stories...

An old man in red?

It's just an old man from England. Lorraine smiled and swept across the neatly lined up gunners and sailors in front of him, Speaking of which, that Avenger just lacks the old man's stubbornness and tenacity.

The one in the chapel on the South Side?

Who else could be? He clearly claims to be the saint of God, and he also says that Boston is the colored Jerusalem. Isn't he already in the land of Canaan? Going out, it seems that only heaven or hell is left Bar?

...

Back Bay, on the sea surface, a medium-sized single longitudinal Bermuda sailing boat is rising and falling with the night waves.

Medium-sized means that the body of this kind of ship is much larger than that of an ordinary single-masted Bermuda like the Ulan Drop. The length of the head and tail is generally more than 20 meters, and it can hold large-scale net catchers, or a total of 6 six-pound guns on both sides. .

In the past two years, ocean-going fishing boats and military communication ships have all favored this type of ship. There is no small Bermuda single vertical speed, but it is not too slow. The speed loss of two to three knots is exchanged for a huge cabin and not bad fighting. Ability, regardless of civilian and military use, seems to be more than capable.

The current ship is the communication ship HMS Mackerel of the Second Formation, which has been in the army for less than half a year.

As one of the sea support ships promised to the Army by the Second Formation, she underwent an ocean-going fishing boat-style modification, removed the naval guns, and replaced them with two four-pound deterrent short tubes and a large net spreader.

She was the one who secretly transported Sig from New York to Fore Bay a few weeks ago, and then hid in Cape Cod for standby. It was not until this time that the sneak attack on the water tank of the Haight Shipyard was reactivated. Harry awakened her and became the Eighth Company. Task Force vehicles.

In the cabin, a dozen or so sailors rushed up and down, taking out pieces of explosive packages wrapped in kraft paper and glued from the bottom cabin, and stacked them neatly in front of the task force headed by Ryan.

The captain of the Mackerel was softly explaining Ryan's precautions.

This kind of explosive pack and the short harpoon on your body are the weapons of the desperadoes of the water ghost team. The harpoon is used for self-defense, and each person only has three arrows.

Too much is useless. Charge kits were originally used to blow up ships or create riots, similar to what you are going to do today.

He held up a pack of explosives in one hand.

Pay attention to its rubber surface. The fuse is hidden in the groove below. When you pull it out, the hardened glue will break and water will seep. When you swim to the shore, the fuse will not ignite.

The correct way is to pick the rope after reaching the shore, tear off the rubber covering the fuse, and then tear off the kraft paper inside...

Where can I find fire? Ryan poked out his ears with a grumpy face, Since you have considered it so well, there should be waterproof flames, right?

How could there be such a thing...

Ah, this is going to be difficult... I have no explosives but no ignition, should I temporarily collect materials and drill wood to make fire?

Night attack! How could I not find it...

Lane! Harry strode over from the stern of the opposite bank, The news from the shore came, saying that Edward Kenway had left the water tank with most of the crew. There will be no more than twenty in the warehouse.

Ryan suddenly became serious as if changing his face: How long have you been walking?

Leaving the shipyard 20 minutes ago, it should be almost to the South District by now.

Mr. Smuggler looks like he's fighting... Ryan laughed. Gentlemen, put on the last paint and bring three medicine packs each. Let's go to the shore to set off fireworks!

half an hour later...

A pitch-black ghost silently stepped on the small rocky beach beside the water tank, followed by the second, and the third...

Ryan raised his hand and shook it, and all the task force members took off their wet rubber jackets uniformly, revealing their shiny black naked upper body, as well as the medicine bag and harpoon on their back.

According to the plan to outflank. I will lead a group of people to enter through the water gate, and Toby and Kuro will lead the other two groups to climb in through the windshields on both sides. Don't make noise, shoot and kill!

yes!

Tch... I hope this medicine bag is really as waterproof as Captain Nerd said...

Squeezing the handle of the harpoon, Ryan took a deep breath and submerged in the water again.

After a while, he and the water gate team dived into the pier inside the water tank without hindrance, surfaced amidst the sound of rushing water, set up the plank road, and went ashore with arms stretched.

The pier is very quiet.

The berth was empty, and there were no sentries on duty on the plank road. There were only seven or eight torches stuck obliquely on the wall, making beeping beeping sounds unwilling to be lonely.

This was not beyond Ryan's expectations.

More than 90% of the people were taken away, and the remaining people couldn't defend against the huge water tank. What's more, the people here had already been dazzled by anger, and they never thought that they would be attacked unexpectedly.

Captain... it would be great if it was really a woman. Ryan sighed inexplicably, shook the harpoon and ordered softly, Shake off the water on your body, take off the rubber on the fuse, and go to two people to clean those Pick up the torch and be gentle with your hands and feet.

The team members dispersed quickly.

Ryan tore off the rubber on the fuse, walked slowly to the inner door of the pier, and listened attentively.

On the other side of the door is the main warehouse of the water warehouse. Normally, the batch of munitions prepared for the Saints is there. At this moment, they should be wrapped in tarpaulins and lying in wooden boxes stuffed with hay, stacked neatly.

I heard that the last time the cabin was detonated, many good guns were salvaged in the end, which made Ryan regret for a long time.

It will definitely not happen again this time.

The water tank does not have as many solid partitions as the cabin, and although there are not as many explosives as there are in the cabin, since there is no need to waste a single gunpowder to break the bulkhead, the explosion of hundreds of kilograms is enough to wipe out the rest. Each of the guns exploded in two.

The soldiers of the Saints are all fanatic Puritans. After experiencing these two punishments, they must also understand that God does not want them to become an army, right?

Definitely use explosives... If you think about it that way, the captain is really shameless.

It's so appetizing.

While thinking wildly, Ryan touched the familiar and dry fuse three times in a row, and the soft sound of the corpse falling from a height happened to be heard from the other side of the door.

Toby and Kuro seem to have succeeded...

Ryan took a deep breath, checked the harpoon again, and took a flaming torch from his free hand.

Work, gentlemen.

The door was pushed open by Ryan, and a strong light pierced into his eyes. The sudden trembling made Ryan take half a step back and hide behind the soldier.

He sees clearly...

Opposite him, the gate of the main warehouse and the left and right corridors were full of people, there were hundreds of them, everyone was holding a beautiful new French Charleville, and the black muzzles of their guns were all pointing at him without exception. in the direction.

Torches, spears, and wind chimes together constitute the picture of the main warehouse, except that there are no ammunition boxes piled up like a mountain in his imagination.

Wait... a wind chime?

Ryan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw clearly the pure black wind chimes hanging in the corridor.

More than 20 long ropes hung the necks of more than 20 task force members. They were hanged neatly in the main cabin, with their eyes wide open and their necks pulled so long.

Only one rope was burned, and a corpse fell to the ground. It was Toby, Ryan's trusted deputy.

Edward Kenway...

A playful exclamation came from the crowd opposite, the voice was like a broken gong, and the child's voice that had not faded could still be discerned.

I guess you must be curious about where those guns went. Pierce hid behind layers of crowd, stealthily not showing his figure, Actually, they are in the South District, busy strangling a group of despicable slaves who blasphemed God.

Ryan gritted his teeth: It seems that this is a trap...

As you can see, exactly.

Where's Edward Kenway? I've heard his voice at close range, and I can be sure that he's not a little bastard with no hair on his head!

You said the captain... Pierce grinned, As the main provider of information, the captain is leading a company of Saints soldiers to participate in the siege. To show solemnity, most of the sailors you know Also together. Isn't this answer a surprise?

It's really thorough!

Thank you for the compliment, but there was no return. Pierce patted the back of the sailor in front of him, All of them are ready...

Dynamite! Fu low!

boom!

Ryan threw a pack of explosives, tumbling, and flew to the center of the unmanned main warehouse, suddenly exploded!

The loud noise disrupted the rhythm of the siege like a starting gun, Charleville's gunshots and the light crackling of the harpoon piercing the wind were chaotic, accompanied by screams, groans and heart-pounding helplessness plead.

Only two or three minutes later, the shooting started and stopped.

Thirty or so brave sailors came out with dragoons, drove away the smoke and rushed into the dock.

They met no counterattack.

The thick inner door is covered with holes, and the door line is full of corpses.

Dirt and blood flowed horizontally, splashing all over the surroundings, and the terrified faces painted with oil paint were uncertain under the light of the fire, making this narrow passage a seam between the world and hell.

Keren and Acharin found the nervous Pierce with the unfired dragoons.

Yacharin said with a mean smile: My dear Commander, the results of the ambush have been counted.

How...how?

Twenty people sneaked in first, and all of them were wiped out. The next fourteen... Only thirteen corpses were found.

Pierce couldn't believe it: Run one?

Probably scared away by our wise and mighty commander, who knows?

Karen pushed Yacharin away, condescending and solemn.

Do you know where your problem is?

Pierce shook his head dejectedly.

In the first half, the Frenchman and I took control of the scene. There is no problem with your command. In the second half... I remembered what the captain said to me before.

Brother... what did you say?

Villains often die from talking too much.