Reborn As a Pirate

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The enemy fleet is 5 kilometers away!

The chief mate ordered the second-level combat readiness, cancel the rotation, all deck personnel are in place, the gunner is in place, the boatman is in place, and non-combatant personnel avoid the bilge!

Check your girdles! Check yours, check your guns too! Assassin women are wild sailors, and Drake won't give you a penny if you're crushed to a meatloaf by an unhooked cannon!

The enemy fleet is 3 kilometers away!

Launch the assault boat and drag it forward!

Check the fixed cables again, count the personnel at each position!

Lookout Mark!

Left ship 2900, eleven o'clock, mark to confirm Dias. Right ship 2700, two o'clock, mark to confirm Vasco da Gama, flagship locked!

Enemy Portuguese Navy, 74 third-tier Galenic battleship II, the battle line is formed, the distance is 170, the gap is five degrees to the left rudder.

A supporting fleet was found 8.2 kilometers away, the fifth-tier Galenic destroyer four, and there is no sign of reinforcements. The flagship confirms Vasco da Gama, and the marking is complete!

Open the gun door!

Alert for the battle on both sides! The gunner opens the gun door, loads solid and chain ammunition, and does not move without order!

The enemy fleet is 2 kilometers away!

Front bomb alert! Open the bow shield!

Sail order to tame the wingsail! Lower the bowsail! Half-sail the fore-mast! Full sail!

The artillery is ready! The gunner is moved to the bow gun compartment, repeat, the gunner is moved to the bow gun compartment, and the command authority on both sides is delegated!

The enemy fleet is 1 km away!

Bomb alert! Bump alert! Roll alert!

The hunters go up the mast! The stern cabin is closed! It's time for battle!

Chief officer, let's go to battle!

Lorraine is standing at his command seat, the central railing on the third floor of the stern building, the platform in front of him is the helm position on the second floor, and behind him is the upper deck of the highest stern cabin of the entire ship.

The place where the rig is used to turn the sail.

The orderly orders in the chaos were constantly passing into his ears, and he just closed his eyes to listen, even though he had entered the battle distance of one kilometer, he didn't have the will to open his eyes.

It has to be said that a complete and mature team is the treasure that every captain dreams of.

From entering the field, he had given only one order, ordering his sailors to sing upwind.

It doesn't really matter what you sing, whether it's ruling Britannia or the little widow going to the grave, as long as the singing can be passed on and let the other party discover the fact that Valkyrie entered the battlefield as soon as possible, his goal will be achieved.

A safe Pierce, an opponent who does his best.

The flag orders the Lady to wait and see what happens, and there is no order to move. Lorraine said suddenly.

He finally opened his eyes, and the pupils were shining with light, reflecting two huge battleships lying horizontally on the sea.

Come and surprise me, Portuguese. Let me see how many men my eldest girl can fascinate...

...

On the Vasco da Gama, the old Lieutenant General Scolari's face sank.

On the sea not far away, a ship marked as a monster is approaching.

But she's nothing like a monster.

She has a moving fluidity that Scolari has only seen in his life, with a sword bow and a shield stern. The slender hull is stable and elegant, and she does not see the bulky posture that a giant ship should have.

The shipbuilders turned her into a work of art.

The flat hull is covered with metal components. Below the waterline is a piece of red copper, and on the waterline is a black and silver armor.

These armor plates are opened from the bow, expanding to both sides with pleasing curves, holding up the sails, the cables, the thick mast soaring into the sky, the thin and long bowsprit piercing the sky...

Those boring designers even hired professional sculptors to carve her figurehead, a stunning goddess in golden armor and riding a silver Pegasus.

Pegasus is a half body, which melts into the hull from the root of the wings. The horse's long mane and wingspan feathers are completely visible, and they are gathered at the side of the body like a dive, without any impact on the bow of the ship.

The goddess is the whole body, sitting on the back of the horse with her back straight, with a visor on her face that only reveals her eyes, and the curves of her body are thought-provoking.

Her left hand is holding the rein of the horse, her right arm is raised upwards, and her slender fingers are spread wide, holding up the clouds and rays of light like offerings.

The bowsprit and the continuous bow sail are clouds and sunlight, piercing straight out of her head, making people see a sharp gun piercing the clouds in a daze.

What's that gun called?

Kungunir!

Scolari narrowed his eyes, not understanding why a pure and devout Christian like himself did not think of Longinus, but instead thought of the eternal spear of the god-king in pagan legends.

Maybe it's because it's so beautiful...

He shook his head: Destroying her feels like committing a crime against all mankind.

The distance of the enemy ship is 800, the speed is reduced to 7 knots, and the speed is stable! Da Gama is ready, Dias is ready!

The last report from the rangefinder came from under his feet. Scolari nodded and said softly, Order the battle line to shoot at saturation.

After speaking, he became sad like narcissism.

Somebody needs to teach these kids things like being brave is a virtue, but it won't always work...

Captain An Qiluo stomped his feet and saluted: Yes! The battle line is full of fire, all on the port side, let it go!

At 720 meters, the Portuguese battle line spit out flames!

The artillery starts from the stern broadside of the Vasco da Gama and the bow broadside of the Dias at the same time, one shot every five seconds, from back to front, from top to bottom.

They are sea beasts produced in the same draft as the Lion, with 29 terrifying heavy firepower equipment on each side, 14 32-pound guns on the lower deck, and 15 24-pound guns on the upper deck.

Of course, the bow mortar of the Lion is not in their range of installation. After all, the kind of nerve knife that will turn the gun barrel as a shell at any time is the exclusive romance of British sailors.

But they also have their own small designs. For example, when the battle line is opened, the 18-pound guns in the bow and stern compartments can be easily adjusted to the upper deck through the ramp of the gun carriage, forming a supplementary firepower of three fronts and five rears on each side. The firepower on one side has been increased to 37 gunships, fully exerting the powerful power contained in the 74 gunboats.

That's how Scolari set it up.

There are 37 doors on a single ship and 74 doors on a two-ship battle line. Every round of heavy artillery under his command is enough to crush a big tree, and in the next 3 minutes, all 74 rounds of solid projectiles with a total weight of 974 pounds will all be projected to the opposite artwork-like warship top of the head.

Even real monsters will bow their heads in fear!

...

The bow was bombed!

On the middle platform of the mainmast, Barto's voice spread throughout the entire deck in an instant.

Lorraine watched the rain of bullets pouring down the sky, without a trace of emotion on his calm face.

The front deck is hidden in the forecastle. According to the standard interval, each round of shelling will last about three minutes, which is exactly the time for the heavy artillery to be reloaded. He said.

The commanding soldier with a good voice immediately shouted: The forecastle on the front deck is hidden, the shelling will not stop! Repeat! The shelling will not stop!

Hina, five degrees to port, straight into the gap.

Hina turned the handwheel without saying a word. Under Lorraine's order, Valkyrie not only did not evade the shelling, but voluntarily crashed into the sea area where the shells were most dense.

The first round of shells fell into the water and exploded on the sea surface hundreds of meters away from Valkyrie, and then it became tighter and denser.

The Valkyrie swayed and heaved on the boiling sea, firmly advancing towards the gap between the two ships at high speed

Wind direction. Lorraine's voice became louder, amidst the approaching roar, only in this way could he be heard by his own sailors.

Keren tore off the turban with open hands, threw it into the air, and watched it swirl against the wind.

The wind is north-northwest, 7 knots!

The schooner blows the wind, raise the bow, and meet the guns!

Raise the bow of the ship, alert for bombing!

The sail group of the schooner gritted its teeth and pushed the yard until it reached the cutting plane of the wind. The oversized boned schooner with oriental characteristics bulged up, giving up all micro-controls such as steering and evasion, and just blowing the wind.

The bow is raised!

With a sudden boost, Valkyrie's upturned bow rushed to the top of the wave like climbing a slope, and it was completely raised.

Closer and denser shells fell, and immediately... collided!

The bow was shot! Straight hit!

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The water spray from the canopy was very close to the left and right of the bow of the ship ten meters away. In the mist all over the sky, the first 24-pound bomb hit the iron-covered gun plate directly, and it was more than two meters high like scale leaves. The solid and narrow huge shield flew and shattered.

The debris didn't scatter wantonly. Under the wrapping of the thin iron sheet, it twisted and rammed across the deck until it broke a section of the guardrail and fell into the sea from the side.

The second direct strike followed closely, and a 32-pound solid, 16-pound hot red iron pellet hit the center of the two-blade gun shield, creating a huge gap.

The iron pellet that lost its momentum was deeply embedded in the deck after a muffled bang, and in order to block it, at least four baffles were scattered, and the broken bracket was twisted together with the fallen iron sheet, and slid out of the deck ten meters away .

Then the third and the fourth hit the iron armor of the ship's hull in no particular order. The hull trembled violently during the impact, but the projectiles failed to damage the iron armor and were weakly pushed out of the way.

500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters...

The Portuguese stared dumbfounded at Valkyrie's charge, like a great Frankish knight or a Polish winged soldier. No matter the arrows or projectiles in front of her, nothing could stop her from advancing!

250 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters...

The first round of battle line saturation ended, but the second round could not be effectively continued.

The battle line was never designed with the approaching enemies destined to be torn apart, so in the arrangement of the rounds, the artillery that has completed loading on the outer line loses its angle of fire, and the artillery that has an angle of fire on the inner line remains loading...

Their opponents are not shredded!

The moment the gunfire stopped, Kungunir had already broken through the mist, and a huge, beautiful monster with a high-spirited head came out on the waves under the guidance of the goddess!

Oh my God! No injuries! She's going to cut in from the gap in the formation!

Bow and stern bombed! Hit the alarm!

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