Reborn As a Pirate

"Wind southwest west, five knots, stroke! Target Bridgetown, Golden Deer, weigh anchor!"

On April 24, 1779, the weather was fine, and the Golden Hart, which became the flagship of Lorraine again, hung a pure white pansy flag, and slowly left the fishing port of Lucy with a full load of elite sailors. Turn your head down, raise your sails, and ride the waves.

For the first time, Lorraine really felt the wonder of playing two roles. He obviously only returned to Lucy for more than ten days, and he was still fighting on the lake of Pontchartrain not long ago. He obviously has not been washed away, and his memory is still fresh... …

Standing on the bow of the Golden Deer, he still felt like he hadn't seen it for a long time.

Sure enough, Edward Kenway's battle belonged to Edward. Lorraine Drake has not commanded a ship at sea for more than two months. Such a long rest is almost unimaginable for a man at sea.

He seemed to hear every inch of the joints in his body making rough grinding sounds. The sea breeze had applied new oil to them, and the joints writhed with the waves. They urgently needed a real adventure to re-grind and rejuvenate them.

Congratulations, Nelson has adventures ready for [ ] him, in Bridgetown, in Barbados, in the Windward Islands.

Now it is the focus of the Caribbean Sea, where the British, French, and Dutch warships gather, with Barbados and Martinique as the fulcrum, covering the entire Windward Islands waters.

Lorraine smelled the smell of a big war, and unlike previous battles, this was a real battle, a formal challenge from the world's best to the world's strongest.

"It's so exciting..."

Bai Er, who had successfully lost weight, stepped on the guardrail and jumped onto Lorraine's shoulders. With a meow, he licked Lorraine's face with his warm tongue, then sat down contentedly, curled up in a ball, and narrowed his eyes Take a nap.

Hannah and Noya appeared behind Bai's ears with a smile.

"White Ears doesn't like Edward." Henna poked Bai Er's head, "The fat that adjusts the skin tone has a strange smell, covering up your smell."

Lorraine shrugged noncommittally: "Jenny and McCarthy like it very much. On Edward's shoulders, they don't have to worry about sneak attacks by white ears."

"It's a pity that Carmen is still in New Orleans, and Jenny and McCarthy don't want to leave her."

"It's right to keep her. There is no room for her to do the next thing. It is more valuable for her to stay in New Orleans."

Nuoya blinked her curious eyes: "Captain, do you know what we are going to do?"

"Although the information is incomplete, Lieutenant Colonel Nelson's invitation is probably to participate in the war as a mercenary. As for the combat mission, it doesn't matter, someone will always tell us."

"Participate in the war?" Nuoya's face turned pale, "With the regular navy?"

"I don't know." Lorraine pouted helplessly, "After all, the times are different. In the Francis era, privateers were the backbone of the navy, and they were not at a disadvantage even against the regular navy. Now... the third-tier ships are up Another world, with firepower like the Golden Deer, is not even qualified to join the battle."

"Third level up?"

"The third-tier ships have 74 doors, the second-tier ships have doors, the first-tier ships have 110 guns, and the main battle gun compartments are all 32 pounds. Of course, there are no first-tier ships in the New World, and the most powerful third-tier ships are those with the most combat power. It has the most artillery and the largest hull is Sir Parker's flagship, the Duke of Wales."

Noah nodded half-understood, which made Lorraine chuckle.

"Do not worry,

Mercenaries have the right to review and choose their own combat missions, I will not let us become cannon fodder. "

"Um!"

...

Although the sailors were divided into two groups, the combat effectiveness of the Golden Deer was not greatly affected, thanks to the addition of Bell and the elite sailors.

For this voyage, the Golden Deer is fully manned. There are 250 sailors on board, 20 of whom are old people who have followed Lorraine since the time of the Butterfly, and 50 are elites selected from England. Express high-latitude Atlantic routes.

Of the remaining 180, 106 had naval service with a minimum of two years of service and no record of misdemeanor. The last 74 people are strong and healthy young people between the ages of 10 and 20, who are the most suitable candidates for internship.

This kind of spindle-shaped personnel structure, which takes into account trust, ability, and drive, is moderate and stable. It is full of the old Leonard's style of doing things. It is thick and tough, which is very popular with Lorraine.

Seafarers, as always, wear several hats.

On the side of the ship, the newly joined Bell is highly valued. He is the chief helmsman and the second officer, and is in charge of commanding the ship.

Heina presided over the work of the lookout and first mate, Noah and Daniel remained in charge of divination and medical treatment, Pierce downgraded sailing and galley, and Acharin was in charge of the third mate.

On the combat side, Acharin is in charge of the gun, Bell is at the helm, Heina and Noah are in charge of the ship, Pierce is the hunter, and Daniel is in the logistics.

In addition, Lorraine has an overview of all affairs on both sides, checking for omissions and filling in vacancies. Even if it is not easy to say, it can still ensure sufficient smoothness in operation.

This is all thanks to Bell.

This lazy guy is not inferior to Lorraine in terms of skills, and he comes from the same line as Lorraine in terms of inheritance. Under the situation of insufficient manpower, he has almost taken over all the work of Henna and nearly half of Karen and Katerina. As soon as he boarded the ship, he showed an indispensable and special function, and it complemented Lorraine.

His performance convinced Yacharin and Pierce, and also confirmed from the side why Lorraine valued him.

Only Henna is worried about this.

She knew best about Bell besides Lorraine and Chuck, because Lorraine kept almost nothing from her.

Because of this, when the white ears were tired enough and Noah carried it back to the cabin, Henna stood next to Lorraine again.

From the position of the bow, you can clearly see Bell's light behind the steering wheel...

"Lorraine."

"Um?"

"Court record, can you conceal it?"

Lorraine shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't care that Bell and Shaq Drake turned against each other. It's just that Bell is much more stubborn than he looks. If he finds out about this, I don't know how he will react."

"But paper can't contain fire."

"It can't be wrapped, that's why those papers are now ashes." Lorraine scratched her nose, "There are three copies of the court records, two of which have disappeared, and the remaining one will be destroyed before we return to New Orleans Disappeared, although the navy is corrupt, their execution has always been trustworthy."

"What if there are sequelae?"

"It's hard to repeat. Legally speaking, only the original has the value of overturning the case, and the clerk's archives can only be used as a reference. In other words, once the three originals are burned, Bell is equivalent to being secretly pardoned."

"So, you're going to pretend this never happened?"

"I will give Bell a chance to take revenge. When the revenge has an effect, I may tell him to open this knot."

"Is this the best choice?"

"What's the best..." Lorraine shook his head, "It's just following the trend. Shaq...what the hell is that bastard thinking!"