Reborn As a Pirate

Four hundred and thirteen times are changing

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The night breeze is gentle, and the shallow waves are long.

The sea in Muscat has a warm and humid climate. Even in the cold winter, you can’t feel the biting winter night. Everything is so pleasant.

A gentlemen's evening tea party is being held on the Valkyrie. More than a dozen wind lanterns illuminate the square inch of the bow, and several sofas are arranged in a semicircle, facing the unlit and unfired Matola harbor.

Lorraine personally poured tea for Manager Baker and raised his hand to invite him.

"The ship is crude. Although the blending ratio is good, the blending people are rough sailors. I often say that they have sea salt seeping through their fingers, and everything they do is a bit salty. I hope I will bear it. .”

Manager Baker took a sip, savored it for a long time, and let out a long breath.

"It's the taste of the south of the motherland, the calmness and tranquility that make people fascinated. The president's requirements for tea are too strict."

"Englanders, the only thing you can't settle for is tea and breakfast."

"really."

In the other corner, Carmen is holding a teacup reservedly, behind her is little Sharon with a dovetail, and beside her is her fellow Spanish Mr. Mombadi.

Mr. Mombadi said with emotion: "The situation of Manager Xavier is really enviable. You are at the helm of a super chamber like Drake at a young age, and you are the same, let alone you are so beautiful."

"I often wonder how far the Lord's preference for people can go? Thinking about it, it's hard to surpass your level."

"That's because I met a president who doesn't judge the ability of men and women, Mr. Mombadi." Carmen smiled and put down the teacup, "You should know that if I were in Spain, apart from being an embellishment for a certain gentleman's social scene, Nothing can be done."

"It's the same in France," interrupted M. Illich.

At this time Melidori suddenly laughed three times complacently: "That's why Mr. Drake should have been born in the Netherlands. Everyone knows that the Netherlands is the beacon of freedom!"

"I think the Netherlands is a self-righteous beacon..." Ilic muttered softly, facing Carmen, "Manager Xavier, the evening tea in England is delicious, but I want to know the root of Mr. Drake's generosity. "

"You're not at all a French gentleman, old friend." Melidori again,

His big belly seems to never be able to hide the words in his heart, "Tonight there are the richest young man in the world, the most powerful Spanish beauty in the world, the financial agent of the King of England in Africa, and friends like us. Do we have to have A definite theme? No, we just need to enjoy it!"

Ilic wanted to tear Melidori's stinky mouth apart, but self-cultivation made him hold back.

He smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Melidori spoke my mind, but unfortunately, I still have the expectations of my employer. If it is convenient for Manager Xavier..."

"Actually, I'm also curious as to why the Ibasta Chamber of Commerce sent Mr. Melidori to participate in this investigation team. He has a bold personality and should be more suitable to be an admiral, and he will definitely become an excellent admiral."

Carmen covered her mouth, her eyes twitched.

"However, there is really no clear theme tonight. It's just that Muscat has arranged a performance. The president knows that you will definitely be awakened. In this case, it's better for everyone to get together and have a chat. After the performance is over, sleep Sometimes it will be extra sweet."

"Performance?" Mombadi frowned, "Is the Sultan going to abandon his capital? Or are the Omanis ready to die? I remember their fleet has sunk into the sea, right? Even their admiral has become a noble chamber of commerce slave of..."

"The performance is not limited to naval battles, maybe it is on land?" Carmen asked back.

"On land?"

The three gentlemen wanted to get to the bottom of it. Little Sharon snapped her pocket watch and whispered a few words in Carmen's ear.

Carmen nodded to Lorraine and stood up: "Gentlemen, the performance in Muscat is about to start, please move the side of the boat, where the view is better..."

...

Top floor of Milani Castle.

Yacharin drew complex curves on the drawing board with a lantern.

"wind direction."

"The wind is from the northwest, and the wind speed is 3.5 knots, no problem."

"Weather."

"Slightly cloudy with no risk of rain for two hours."

"It seems that God intervened tonight, and the scheduled rain was canceled." Yacharin sneered, "Order, all guns are ready, solid ammunition is loaded, and the shooting angle is free at 25 to 30 degrees, facing due west."

"The angle is 25 to 30 degrees free, facing due west, and the distance is 2000 to 3000. The target Matola port wharf, berth and coastal battery, no difference in coverage."

"Take off the cannon coat!"

"Tune the artillery!"

"The command of the gunner, cancel the test firing, and the whole gun will fire three times!"

"After rapid shooting, switch to suppression according to the prior grouping. The shooting sequence is one group, two groups, three groups, and four groups! There is a 2-minute shooting interval within the group, and a 30-second shooting interval between groups."

"The bombardment is scheduled to last for three hours, and each gun is assigned a rotation sequence!"

"preparation!"

Yacharin flicked his pocket watch, and beside him, secondary gunner Kerry and the heralds also opened the pocket watch at the same time.

Pocket watches in this period are still far from being able to accurately time, and it is normal to have an error of more than ten minutes every day.

But they also have their means, which is setting benchmarks and using pocket watches as stopwatches.

Just listen to Yacharin say: "Based on my time, gentlemen, count down in three minutes."

His order was quickly conveyed to the entire roof.

Seeing that the order had been issued, Kerry approached with a smile: "Master Gunner, why don't you tell us about today?"

"today?"

"You once taught us that uninspired operations are mediocre and boring. Such gunners can't hit the soul directly, and will be replaced by machines sooner or later."

"I even heard from the chief mate that the Maritime Group has already started researching semi-automatic steam cannon devices, feeding, adjusting, firing, and clearing the guns. Once they are on board..."

"Are you worried?" Yacharin raised the corner of his eyes and glanced at his deputy, "It's really not suitable for technicians to stay with the crew for things that don't even have a shadow."

He stood up while speaking, put aside the drawing board, and walked straight to the west edge of the castle.

"The steam gun came from the admiral's suggestion, but it was never applied to the front-loading plan. It was paired with the breech-loading artillery that was also in the research and development stage. They also have a common premise, the steam warship plan."

"This plan is the future research focus of the Miami Center, which involves a lot of manpower and material resources of the entire Chamber of Commerce, because it has not been officially launched, and many members have not even been notified."

"For example, you." Yacharin pursed his lips, "You belong to the fire control project, and when the theoretical construction starts, there will be a special notice for you."

"What... theory?" Kerry blinked his big innocent eyes, "Gunner, I was on a warship when I was young, and I only learned to write and calculate from the Butterfly. The theory..."

"Know nothing, or learn from scratch." Today's Acharin is rarely serious, "When the admiral proposed this plan, he told us that future merchant ships and warships will become two completely different species. "

"It's like our proud Valkyrie, who can easily challenge the Portuguese navigators just by wearing iron armor."

"Warships in the future will completely abandon wood, iron floating islands will float in the sea, steam will replace wind as the source of power, and current artillery will pose no threat to them."

"This is not the case for merchant ships. The cost of steam and iron ships is too high, but the carrying capacity will not be improved qualitatively. They will still be wood. In order to protect themselves at sea, they can only be faster, faster, so fast that even the current The direct fleet is far behind!"

"That may be a hundred years later. But who knows? It may only take fifty years, thirty years..."

He turned his head sharply, staring at Kerry like a beast.

"Know nothing, or learn from scratch!"

"The admiral has passed a resolution in the board of directors. Drake must become the world's first chamber of commerce with corresponding technology, whether it is a speeding merchant ship, a steam-propelled iron island, or those new types that can capture spaceships and sink iron islands." artillery."

"That will bring us inexhaustible resources and money, as well as an honorable status comparable to that of a king."

"But those shipwrights and nerds alone can't do it. They don't understand the ocean. We do."

"Know nothing or learn from scratch, Kerry, your life has been ruined once by the steam engine, if you don't want to be ruined a second time, join in..."

"Report! The five-minute timer is over, and everyone is ready!"

Not far away, the herald shouted hoarsely.

With a sneer, Yacharin pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, and ordered to Night Breeze, "The bombardment of Matola Port has begun. Gentlemen, Omanis need to know that times are changing."

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