Reborn As a Pirate

"fire!"

Among the coral snakes known for their toxicity and beauty, Lorraine's shout was particularly loud.

He was terrified.

Even though his voice sounded steady and not trembling, he really felt the gaze from the abyss from the colorful little snake eyes.

With a startled command, Yacharin subconsciously ignited the hairline, and the poisonous snakes all over the place also flew up, rushing straight at the members of the expedition team like arrows.

Lorraine recoiled without retreating, and swung his long knife at the flying poisonous snake. The bright blade reflected the flames, leaving an X-shaped afterglow in the pupils of the person. With just one blow, seven or eight snakes were cut off in unison!

The detachable snake head is still showing its fangs. Snakes are never creatures that can end their lives just by cutting them across.

Flying knives and silver tarots passed by Lorraine's side, flying one by one, and accurately knocked down the deadly snake's head to the ground.

Lorraine knelt on the ground on one knee, staring at more poisonous snakes that had not yet bounced up, and roared loudly as he heard the screams of the sailors behind him.

"Kill!" "Boom!"

The roar of the sky!

The four-pound gun howled, and the thunderous roar echoed repeatedly along the cave of the echo wall structure, shaking Lorraine's ears for a long time.

He felt his eardrums were ruptured.

He resisted the sharp sound and turned back, and saw the double image of Henna and the double image of Noah overlapping, covering their ears, squatting down, and opening their mouths, showing pain on their faces.

The sailors looked even worse than the sailors. They were all staggering and grinning. Lorraine couldn't even tell how many people were kissed by snakes in this round of attacks.

But the Jedi finally found a chance.

The roar of the artillery frightened the snakes, and they fled in panic. In the double shadow of Lorraine, they shone like streams of light in a dark cave. Some drilled back into the clump of light and disappeared without a trace, while others passed crookedly through the clump of light and climbed towards the smooth cave wall.

Not a single snake swam to the openings at either end.

There seems to be an invisible line on the edge of the tunnel, and each streamer will automatically avoid it. In panic, they would rather fall off the smooth cave wall time and time again than escape along the lightless tunnel to the distance.

This gave Lorraine a strange vision...

This small dome is not so much a nest for coral snakes as it is... like a cage.

He leaned on the knife to stand firm, swayed, and hissed: "Check the companions around you, gentlemen!"

"Bleeding for those who are bitten by snakes, if the rescue is ineffective, we will save him! We only wait for a minute." He took a deep breath, no matter how many people could hear what he said, "Noah! I hope the witch's brain The clock was not moved by the bombardment, time!"

The inspection and first aid were completed as quickly as possible, a total of three sailors were bitten, plus the two who alarmed the snakes, five people were poisoned, and two were rescued.

The expedition team abandoned their companions, staggering and rushing towards the not-too-distant tunnel like a bereaved dog in panic. Along the way, no one dared to approach the light cluster.

It wasn't until the world outside the firelight returned to darkness that the sailors could no longer see the charming light of fluorescent lights, Lorraine was relieved, leaned against the wall, and sat down softly.

"Take a rest..."

An order like the sound of heaven... The sailors who had been seasick for a long time on land sat down all over one place, and the sound of retching continued one after another.

Amidst the sound of retching, someone quietly asked: "We escaped, how should we go back?"

"If you can come over, you can go back." The braver gritted his teeth, "If you really can't go through, let the artillery clear the way and blow those damned snakes away!"

This is the standard English sailor, greedy and fearless.

Lorraine sighed with emotion.

Being able to hear the conversations of the sailors shows that most of his tinnitus has healed. Although the long humming sound still persists to this day, he can compare,

Can judge.

It is really a stupid decision to take a risk with artillery. Every time you fire a cannon in a sea cave, it is like being tortured...

The huge sound wave has nowhere to release, and it is even more powerful through resonance and echo, hurting the enemy by three hundred and self-damage by eight thousand.

Lorraine was very worried that if the bombardment continued, it might be a group of deaf people who found the gold. But if they didn't have cannons with them, most of them didn't even have the chance to become deaf, and they had already become dead under the attack of wild beasts.

Naspert's team was completely wiped out, where exactly was the destruction?

monitor lizard? Viper? Or hiding ahead, some other danger they haven't encountered yet?

Lorraine did not dare to take it lightly.

After waiting for half an hour, seeing the team regain their posture, Lorraine stood up against the cave wall and ordered the expedition team to move on.

The sailors held up torches without complaint, and followed Lorraine, walking the long dragon in the deep tunnel in silence.

The inside of the cave is getting warmer and warmer, and the walls of the cave can already feel the obvious temperature, but it is not scorching hot.

Lorraine suspected that there was a hot spring water vein outside the stone wall, but the cave wall was so dry that no trace of water could be seen, so Lorraine could not easily let Lorraine verify his judgment.

He frowned and asked, "Acharin, are the cave walls thinning?"

"Thin?"

Yacharin drew out his musket and tapped the cave wall lightly with the handle of the gun, and heard the sound of hollowing out.

His face suddenly became ugly, he squatted down, and carefully knocked on the ground again, the strange sound was still the same.

"Captain, I'm afraid your sixth sense is right. This rock wall is as thin as an eggshell, and it is not on the ground at all." He took a breath and said tremblingly, "If I guess right, we are drilling right now. The pipe... Dozens of people push a door that weighs more than a ton of iron, and drill a stone pipe that may collapse at any time."

Lorraine shrugged: "So? Do you want to suggest that I keep the artillery here, or order the expedition team to speed up and run out of this pipe as soon as possible?"

"No!" Yacharin's face was orange-white under the firelight, "It is reasonable to say that a stone pipe of this thickness and length cannot bear the weight of a four-pound gun. Since nothing has happened now, I I think it’s best for us to maintain the status quo, rationally assuming that there is no such thing, and there is no need to specifically inform the sailors..."

"Heroes see the same thing." Lorraine got the answer, and there was no abnormality on his face, and he comforted his gunner, "Acharin, no matter how thin the rock wall here is, it is thicker than London Bridge. Since London Bridge has stood on the Thames since the tenth century, this tunnel will not collapse easily."

"Hope your optimism is as accurate as your sixth sense. After all, no one has ever tried to wrap London Bridge before...and then, fire a cannon inside."

"There won't be any in the future. The English are not willing to put London Bridge in danger." Lorraine smiled playfully, "Do you know why France has far more people and land than Britain, but it has never been able to conquer the British Isle?"

"why?"

"You always think of the worst in everything, so you are cynical, enjoy yourself in time, and lack the courage to challenge and explore." Lorraine patted Yacharin on the shoulder, "Be optimistic, believe in your God, my friend."

"optimism?"

"Let's go to find our treasure."

Lorraine turned her head confidently, her face darkened instantly.

Damn it! The artillery is completely useless...