Reborn As a Pirate

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Boom!

A buckshot slipped through a gap in the shield and landed right in the chest of an ax-wielding pirate. The pirate screamed and fell, before he landed, he was caught by the people behind him, who replaced the ax in his hand, made two bah bah, and swung the ax to chop.

Duh!

The sharp ax head slammed into the deck of the lower cabin, the pirate twisted his wrist a few times, raised the ax again, swung it high, and slashed down!

After doing this several times in a row, a small crack was finally cut out of the thick deck, and something fell from the inside. The echoes were heard, and the pirates all showed joyful expressions.

Captain, it's broken through. The pirate with the ax shouted from within the shield wall.

Bonet raised his eyes and scanned the chaotic deck, nodded and said, Get down.

Before he could speak, Julius squatted down and opened the deck. First, four pirates with shields drilled into the cabin, then attackers with axes and knives, and then Julius. Waiting for him to enter, Bo Neat slipped into the hatch, escorted by four other shield-wielding pirates.

Here is the lower hatch near the forecastle, located between the foremast and the mainmast, on the center line of the hull 13.

The hatch is connected to the gun compartment on the lower floor, and the deck is completely embedded in the deck, with a length and width of about two meters, and the stairs going up and down are only about this width.

The width of two meters is definitely not a spacious place, but at least it is much better than the labyrinthine narrow corridors in the forecastle and stern, and it is directly connected, making it easy to go up and down.

On weekdays, sailors prefer to enter and exit the gun compartment through this hatch and the corresponding rear hatch, and then enter and exit the bilge through the gun compartment. In wartime, pirates also like it.

The invading pirates were held back near the stairs by Drake's gunners at the ready.

Lorraine is rich. After the flagship of the smuggling era entered the whole ship's firearms era, he devoted himself to promoting the entire direct fleet into the firearms era.

Long and short gun shooting is a compulsory subject for every sailor directly under the fleet. The general standard is 60 rings for a 15-meter target, 75 rings for a 15-meter target for the stormtroopers, and 80 rings for a 30-meter target for the Musketeers.

Therefore, the sailors who can gain a firm foothold in the direct fleet are generally good at shooting, especially in the gun bay with a super high population density. Under his command, they were divided into five groups and took turns to stand together, it was as if a high wall of eating people was built out of thin air.

The pirates who went down to the gun bay fell four as soon as they met each other.

The rest of the people hid behind the small shield wall and couldn't move forward or retreat, and the sound of gunfire kept on like a torrential rain.

Julius's face was flushed red. He squatted on the stairs, carrying two short muskets, and he could only stick out the muzzle of the guns to return fire while the shots were barely noticeable.

But his hit rate is frighteningly high.

After all, the gun bay is only that big, with a top on the top and a bottom on the bottom. There are ammunition boxes on the left and right and the artillery fixed on the gun carriage. The gunners lined up in a dense line have no room to hide at all.

Even if the normal effective range of a short musket is only 8 meters, as long as the floating bullet does not fly higher than a person, it can hit the human body no matter what.

Stalemate, stalemate.

Two shields were shot to pieces, and six pirates were knocked down. Originally, the shield hand protecting Bonit couldn't squeeze in, so he could only pass his own shield up by passing flowers, which made up for the shield wall. lack.

Bonnet waited impatiently at the top of the stairs, and while letting the pirates who were also unable to use their strength go to the main deck to recruit people, while listening to the gunshots like popping beans, he actually heard the sound of capital chewing.

Who knows how much Lorraine spent to arm these sailors!

He only knows that a new British-made marine commuter gun costs 80 to 100 pounds on the black market, and a Dublin short musket sells for 30 to 40 pounds on the black market.

Compared with these two prices, his pirate group is the most powerful pirate force in the Windward Islands. Last year, ordinary members received less than 33 pounds in dividends. Even veteran cadres like Julius and Sterling , Their income is only more than 150 pounds.

A year's income of veteran cadres = Drake's armed forces on ordinary sailors...

And looking at their well-trained appearance, these guns are not regarded as treasures at all, and every sailor has received sufficient shooting training.

In other words, every year just for training, Lorraine has to scrap a lot of firearms.

Damn capitalist! Damned privateer!

The second batch came up, and there were only a dozen of them. It's not that Bonet doesn't want to transfer more people, but this small staircase simply can't accommodate more people.

The only thing that makes Bonet feel gratified is that five of the newcomers have guns, plus Julius's original four, minus the two who were killed when the shield wall collapsed, seven of them were able to fight back. Personally, the intensity of firepower has also increased.

Regroup and continue shooting.

Ten minutes later, the seventh side of the pirate's shield shattered, and the fourth wave of supporters came. The suppression on the opposite side finally broke due to the overheating of the large-scale gun barrel.

Julius seized the opportunity to order the pirates who had suffered heavy casualties to launch an assault. The aggrieved and crazy Vikings howled and rushed forward, plunged into the thick smoke and fog where they could not see their opponents.

But... the other side is empty.

Except for the blood all over the floor and seven or eight still warm corpses, there was nothing on the opposite side, no one, no guns, and the deck leading to the bilge was tightly closed, Julius tried to pull it, squeak ...there is no bolt on.

He stood outside the cabin and hesitated.

Bonnet walked over frowning, looked at the blood on the ground and the limited number of corpses, and then at the dark and holed deck.

They actually took the initiative to give up here...

Julius put down the deck: It may also be because the barrel is overheated, and he is afraid of fighting with us...

Will hundreds of people be afraid of fighting with more than forty of us? You are too underestimating Lorraine Anason's subordinates. Bonet shook his head, Could it be that there is an ambush below?

There are hundreds of people on the deck, hundreds of people in the gun bay, and at least 50 people in the garrison poop. According to the standards of a fifth-class ship, they should have no sailors. Julius guessed.

Possibly an ad hoc addition was made for the docking, which Lorraine did in Cantabrian, not unusual.

The temporarily added sailors don't have such a high level of obedience. Julius recalled the mountain of pirate corpses piled up at the stairs, and the immature but brave resistance on the deck, Captain, why don't I take people down? Tantan?

Be careful. Bonet said in a deep voice, If you find something wrong, withdraw it. Lorraine's ship is very good, but our old brothers are running out...

Julius grinned, I know.

After discussing and finalizing the case, Julius picked eight people to go downstairs with him, four with swords and shields, and four with short guns.

This made Julius truly appreciate Odin's glory.

In this era, the quaint sword and shield costumes are almost the only symbols of the few remaining Vikings.

If it weren't for their pirate group's strong Viking blood, it would be impossible for any pirate group to find so many loyal and brave pirate warriors who are proficient in using shields.

And if it weren't for these sword and shield pirates, the lead bullet storm just now would have torn them apart, and it would be impossible for flesh and blood to survive in that state anyway.

Julius couldn't help feeling lucky.

Maybe there is no trap at all...

Drake's sailors may have really escaped, and the Viking pirate group may be the natural nemesis of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, but because there was no open conflict, the two sides have not been aware of this fact...

If so... good.

The first sword and shield pirate stepped down the stairs holding the shield, followed by the second, and the third...

The four formed a small shield wall, with Julius behind, and four other Musketeers behind.

The bilge was dark.

The narrow aisle is in the middle, and there are rows of watertight cargo holds on both sides. There seem to be people in the middle of the aisle, densely packed, but there is no expected gunshot.

Julius squinted his eyes through the gap in the shield wall.

Of the crowd on the opposite side, the leader stood up, and his burly figure stepped towards the pirate's shield wall step by step.

嗞 la la la la la la la la...

The sharp blade rubbed against the copper ring around the sharkskin scabbard, and sparks flowed to the ground.

The man held a sword in one hand, and a huge round shield several times larger than normal in one hand, looking as light as nothing.

He moved forward slowly and steadily, his figure and face became more and more clear as the distance drew closer.

Julius's pupils shrank: Big... grand master?

Long time no see, Julius... Leff lowered his sword and said calmly, Is it you who Bonet chose to die?

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