48 Hours a Day

Chapter 130: Target

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"Sorry, I didn't disturb your celebration." Orff said, and at the same time glanced at the pirates. A few guys standing on the side wanted to sneak away when the situation was not good, but then I heard the old helmsman say again, "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to pursue you for leaving your post without permission. After all, we just won a very beautiful battle. I want to say that I am honored to fight side by side with you. There's nothing wrong with a proper indulgence at the right time, right."

As soon as he said this, all the pirates breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to the chaotic and lively atmosphere before. Some people even teased that Orff was almost shot in the neck by a rookie sailor in the previous battle.

Orff laughed and cursed back, and after a while he said again, "I seem to have heard someone say that they want to do a big fight just now?"

Hearing this, the pirate who had spoken before stood up, "Mr. Orff, everyone wants to know when we will make a fight. With this ship, we can take any prey now!"

His words immediately attracted a burst of applause and echoes. It is every man's dream to drive a warship like the Scarborough to fight. Although the injuries on their bodies have not healed yet, many people can't help but feel a little itchy. .

"Very well, let's try the power of these cannons." Orff said with satisfaction.

"Now?" The pirates were a little confused, the battle was over, and there were no other prey around them, how to test the power of the cannon at this time, to hit the air

"Who said we have no targets," Orff pointed to the Sea Lion in the distance, "Isn't that a ready-made target?"

The latter is now floating on the sea, looking a little listless. The deck is crowded with the British navy with their weapons confiscated. What's more terrible is that those who lost did not know what fate awaited them when they went back.

Not only did the ship suffer heavy casualties this time, the Scarborough was lost, the chief mate was killed, and even the captain was taken away, and the opponent was not a regular army, but a group of pirates, who had beaten them to death in the past. This is simply the biggest disgrace in the entire history of the Royal Navy, and they are the ones nailed to the pillar of shame now shrinking on this ship.

Looking at the Scarborough not far away, many people couldn't help crying.

On the other side, on the second deck of the Queen Anne's Revenge, the pirates fell into silence.

The civilized world regards them as beasts and villains. These guys do not disagree with this statement, and are even a little complacent, because only those strong enough can survive in this sea area.

They are accompanied by storms, and every time they go to sea, they have to face the threat of the navy, reefs, pirate hunters, and even other pirates. The weak will be eliminated, and those who are left are fearless warriors. If there is nothing, but that doesn't mean they have no taboos.

As men, they attach great importance to promises. Their captain had promised the crew on the opposite side that as long as the navy put down their weapons, they would not hurt them, but now Orff wants to tear up this promise and let them surrender to a group of unarmed people. fire.

This made it difficult for them to accept. After a long silence, someone couldn't help but said, "We have never done this kind of thing before. Is this the captain's order?"

"Would it do me any good to forge an order?" Orff spread his hands.

"According to the regulations, we only need to accept the captain's order unconditionally during the battle," another person said, "but now that the battle is over, I think this matter can be voted on."

"Don't be stupid, do you know the consequences of letting these people go back? Soon every port will know that the Scarborough has fallen into the hands of pirates. They will recruit manpower and build forts. Do you think that at this time Will Belomonte still go to Charleston for his daughter's wedding? And if you miss this opportunity, it will not be so easy to catch such a big man."

Orff frowned and said, "We can't take such a risk. What the captain said before was just to stabilize the situation at that time. After all, we are at a disadvantage in numbers. More than 100 exhausted people have to capture more than 400 armed people. Soldiers of the teeth, it is impossible without some tricks, gentlemen, don't forget what the purpose of our battle is, why would we take such a big risk to snatch this ship if there is no treasure."

The old helmsman's last words finally moved the pirates on the deck. They paid an unimaginably huge price along the way to find Kidd's treasure. Now less than a third of the original group of people are left. If at this time because of a momentary soft-heartedness, no one can accept the consequences of such a thing.

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The last boat carrying sailors approached the Sea Lion, and the people on the deck threw down the ladder to pick up the people below. In any case, compared with those comrades who died, they are undoubtedly lucky to be alive now.

Although the future is uncertain after losing this battle, as long as you can survive, there is still hope. At this time, no matter whether it is an officer or a sailor, the barriers between each other are much less. The quartermaster is distributing hard biscuits with worms in them. , The captain's cabin was also given over to the wounded, but at this moment the crowd suddenly became agitated.

Because they saw that the Scarborough not far away suddenly opened its muzzle, like a giant deep-sea monster showing its sharp teeth.

"God!" The quartermaster's basket fell to the ground, and the biscuits in it were scattered everywhere. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were full of despair.

At the same time, panic was spreading on the deck at an incredible speed. Driven by instinct, the sailors fled in a hurry, but surrounded by the vast sea, they didn't know where else to escape, and the only one who remained sober and rational A small group of people wanted to untie the cables and hoist the sails, but it was too late.

No one knew the range of those giant guns better than the men on board.

Edward Teach stood quietly in the captain's cabin, looking at the Sea Lion, which was submerged by gunfire. It was like a tattered toy, beaten and ravaged by a wayward child, and eventually turned into pieces all over the ground.

The salvo lasted for a full five minutes, and when it was all over, there was only the silent burning sea, and the half-broken mast heaved with the waves.

"Unfortunately, God is not here today."