Reborn As a Pirate

"Before starting this important battle meeting for the success or failure of the relationship, I need to correct your distorted position!"

Snapped!

The war room on the Badger was overcrowded, with officers above the rank of second lieutenant and above, and middle-level crew members on the Golden Deer.

There was only a snap, and Yacharin's big hand slapped the tactical vertical board heavily, shocking everyone's spirits.

"Picking up girls!" Yacharin's voice was high-pitched, "After listening to Mr. Collingwood's briefing on the war situation, everyone must think that in order to lure the target out of the dock, we are going to deceive a pure girl's heart and win her precious The most important chastity!"

"This is wrong!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Although the war room hadn't stopped whispering since Collingwood gave a brief description of the upcoming mission, but it was not as good as it is now.

The officers croaked loudly and chatted wantonly, the voice was so loud that it almost overturned the whole poop.

Bell poked Lorraine on the back with a playful smile: "Old classmate, is it okay to discuss this kind of issue in the fleet war room?"

"Essentially, it's still a problem of luring the enemy, the form is different. What's the problem?"

"But there are more acceptable, more traditional means? Like Baspant."

"It takes half a day to drive to Baspante, re-investigate, determine the battle plan, and the appropriate time to launch an attack is three days later. What's more, Baspante is too dilapidated, and no one can guarantee that a group of ransacked fishermen can mobilize the defense fleet. "

"Where is the business road?"

"There are few ships on the high-latitude route, and the low-latitude route is too busy. It is difficult to select a suitable fleet in a short time."

"So you let the entire fleet assist Yazha to win the love? What if it fails?"

"Six days anyway. Even if Yacharin loses, he still has time to formulate a new attack plan for Lefrancois."

"Strong attack?" Bell raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"With a powerful fleet and a well-equipped military port, when the Golden Deer is unwilling to die, we lose more than we win. And even if we win, the possibility of Badger and Hornet returning to Barbados at the same time is almost zero. Nelson's consensus."

"The consensus between the Hai school's practical school and the academic school's champion? The weight of this jealousy is really great..."

The action cycle is tight, and there is no opportunity to fight. Just like Bell joked, in the hearts of Nelson and Lorraine, Yacharin's act of picking up girls this time is indeed of great importance.

So even if it is a big talk, the commanders of the fleet hope that Yacharin can arrange a righteous name for this farce, at least cover up the despicableness of it, leave room for people to place glory.

To put it bluntly, it is to give the members involved in the operation a reason to hypnotize themselves, telling themselves that this incident will not hurt innocent people unduly.

Yacharin was very imposing.

"Let's analyze Miss Emily. A lady from a famous family, when she reached adulthood, the family has already held two banquets for her, the first being an adult, and the second being a marriage refusal."

"Is this the original wish of the young lady? Of course it is. Young ladies yearn for love, which is the same in the world."

"The point is, what kind of love does she want? Marlowe's depravity, Shakespeare's taboo, or Rousseau's romanticism?"

"In any case, she can't imagine an ordinary life, because every French lady who is valued by the family is cultivated by a famous courtesan,

Underneath their skin is an irredeemable romance, and the gaps in romance are filled with family interests. "

"Profit and desire are the only two themes in the emotional life of a young lady."

"Now it's time to turn the topic back, gentlemen, suitors and loved ones, what are we after?"

"The rigid British regard love as a verb, a process, not a fundamental one. But for romantic fanatics like us, love is love!"

"We will go all out for every love, watering the spiritual tree of Eden with our emotions and souls, waiting for it to bloom and bear fruit, and taste the sweetness of the forbidden fruit..."

"Love! This competition of love is in line with everyone's pursuit. You will practice your loyalty to the motherland, and I will fulfill my promise to my faith. Since then, this great competition has become famous in the upper class, and the social status has doubled, and it has become a blockbuster."

"Only poor Zirneder is doomed to nothing, but he is our prey, gentlemen. An enemy is an enemy, and what does it matter to us whether he is in Purgatory or Hell?"

Silence, shock, sluggishness.

The reservedness and conservatism of the British Isles were shattered by France's overwhelming declaration of lust. They forgot to applaud, forget to stand up, and even the boos that lasted for half the meeting completely disappeared.

Yachalin stood alone in front of a group of Li Goudan who had lost the ability to speak, smiled contemptuously, stepped off the stage and clapped Lorraine alternately.

The moment they passed by, Lorraine praised softly: "This is the most perfect nonsense I have ever seen."

"It's not nonsense, Captain. Lies can't touch people's hearts, but truth can."

"I'm finally sure you're hopeless..." Lorraine rolled his eyes, and flipped the vertical hanging paper in front of the stage with a bang, "In short, according to the authorization of Admiral Nelson, I will now announce the combat order... Code name, Heart Arsonist."

...

In the early morning of May 6, a majestic French destroyer slowly sailed into the port of Lelorin under the light of the morning sun.

Her hull is new and tidy, the sails are simple and tidy, and the gold-painted deer-shaped bow is shining in the sunlight, as if dyeing the whole ship with a layer of gorgeous golden light, which makes people dazzled.

As we all know, a powerful warship like a destroyer is basically insulated from those small and medium-sized chambers of commerce with general strength and rules.

Galen's fully equipped sails can only reflect the speed of the ship in the transoceanic trade wind belt, and the strong offensive and defensive capabilities are too much for a serious business group.

Only a truly ambitious businessman would want such a large ship, and only those who stand out from the ambitious family have the spare energy to buy such a property.

Destroyers are platoons, and there are not many ships in a year in a commercial port like Leloran, which is neither dilapidated nor bustling. Almost every time it appears, it represents the presence of a big man.

Where will the big shot be this time?

The pilot was flushed with excitement, and the waving flag was distorted and deformed by the excitement, but the sailors on that ship showed superhuman ability to maneuver the ship. A suitable channel was found among them, and the ship was moored precisely and gracefully into the predetermined position.

The iron anchor fell into the water, the plank of the ship was lowered, and two French gentlemen, one large and one small, disembarked one after another.

They have similar short flaxen hair, darker for the older one and lighter for the younger one.

They were well-dressed in tailcoats, the larger ones trimmed with silver thread, the smaller ones with bright, fluffy blue feathers adorning their collars.

They have the same handsome faces with different temperaments, the big features are tougher, and the small ones are more serious.

They also exude the same self-cultivation, as if they have been wrapped in etiquette since birth, even if the world collapses, they will not be moved at all.

From the moment they appeared on the stage, this pair has successfully attracted the amazing eyes of half the pier.

Stepping on the plank road, Acharling held on to his short staff and straightened his top hat: "Little thing, don't blink for the next five days. You know, what I'm about to teach you, our virgin captain may teach you all his life." Not you."

"I can't blink." Pierce stood half a step behind, "Sister Haina asked me to tell you that if I fail to learn, she will ask the king to castrate you too."

"Drink! Hey!"