The Undead Empire That Travels Through the Multiverse

Since he dared to come out to be a sailor, it is naturally impossible to know how to swim.

Although everyone was a little bit out of strength after the fierce battle just now, the location where the Blood Sail stopped was not far from the pier, and these people still had the strength to swim aboard.

Especially when they saw the blood-red sails of the Blood Sail, knowing that this was the only chance in a lifetime to board this terrifying legendary battleship, they obviously couldn't give up on this last step.

Therefore, shortly after Chen Mo stepped onto the deck, the dozen or so sailors recruited by him climbed onto the deck of the Blood Sail one after another and stood in front of Chen Mo.

"Captain, where are the other people on board?" Standing in front of Chen Mo, Norrington felt that since he was the first mate, he should at least get to know his crew.

He could tell that the Bloodsail was a Tier 3 battleship. According to the standards of the British Navy, there should be at least a few hundred sailors on board to ensure the normal operation of the ship and its firepower output in battle.

In the Royal Navy, three-tier battleships usually have 400 to 700 sailors depending on the number of artillery equipped. Even when they are docked at night, there will be at least a dozen sailors on duty on the deck. It's pretty much the same on every sailboat.

But now, there was no one on board the Bloodsail except them, which obviously didn't fit Norrington's perception of a ship.

"The Bloodsail is a magic ship. It doesn't need people to operate it. Recruiting you is useful for other purposes." Chen Mo didn't explain to Norrington, but said to him: "No one is allowed on the ship except the captain's room." Besides, other places are now under your control as the chief mate, and you can handle everything according to your discretion."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo walked towards the captain's cabin, but when he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Norrington, and said to him: "Jack is a little girl, arrange a cabin for her, so you don't have to talk to these people." The sailors are sleeping on deck together."

"Yes, Captain." Norrington quickly entered the role, nodded earnestly, and began to allocate cabins to the dozen sailors, and explained to them the rules of the ship according to the Royal Navy's standards.

In fact, there is nothing to allocate cabins, because even the navies of various countries do not have many cabins. Except for the captain, only the first officer and a very small number of officers on the ship may enjoy the treatment of sleeping cabins.

The vast majority of sailors sleep in hammocks pulled up on the deck, sleep in the hammocks at night, and put the hammocks away to work during the day.

And sleeping on a boat in this day and age is by no means a comfortable thing.

It may be better if it is a merchant ship, because the cabin is sealed, and there will be no invasion of sea wind and waves. There is no other problem except that it may not be possible to escape when the ship sinks.

But if it is a naval warship, it would be a pity, because the deck of the warship is all gun positions, which are connected to the outside, and the sea breeze will blow in along these gun positions.

Although it is said that the gun position can be closed, there will still be gaps for the sea breeze to penetrate, making the entire cabin damp and cold.

Especially for the people on the bottom deck, although they are above the waterline, if the wind and waves are a little stronger, the waves will come in directly along the muzzle.

So someone would rather sleep in the hold below the waterline, at least it's sealed and the situation isn't that bad.

However, it is obvious that there is no need to be so miserable on the Bloodsail, because there are only a dozen sailors in total on such a huge ship. to the cabin.

After placing Jack in an officer's cabin, he did not go to rest in his own cabin, but came to the door of the captain's cabin and knocked on the door.

Although Chen Mo told him not to enter the captain's room, Norrington felt that as the first mate, he should at least report the current situation of the ship to the captain and ask for instructions on the next movement of the Blood Sail.

In addition, Norrington also needs to apply to the captain for a fund to purchase materials and supplies.

After all, he had checked the cabin just now, and there was no food and water reserves in the hold, so they had to be replenished.

As the first mate on the ship, these things are all his duties.

The door of the captain's cabin opened quickly, and Chen Mo reappeared in front of Norrington: "What's the matter?"

"Captain, where are we going next? If we are going on a long voyage, we need to replenish the food and fresh water on board." Norrington seriously reported to Chen Mo, fulfilling his duties as the first officer.

Hearing what Norrington said, Chen Mo finally realized that he was not the only one on this boat, and those sailors also needed to eat.

Although the purpose of the dozen or so sailors brought back by Chen Mo was not to let them serve as sailors on this ship, obviously they couldn't just starve to death, especially Norrington and the man named Jack. Little girl, he is still very optimistic about these two people.

So after thinking about it, Chen Mo went back to the captain's room, took out a bag of coins, and threw them to Norrington.

"The Black Pearl should come to Tertuga these two days. I want to meet Jack Sparrow, a legend in the Caribbean." Chen Mo noticed that when he said this, Norrington The expression on his face changed in an instant, obviously his hatred for Jack Sparrow had penetrated into his bone marrow.

This made Chen Mo very interested. If things didn't go according to the original plot, would Norrington kill Jack Sparrow?

The current Norrington is obviously completely different from the embarrassing alcoholic who was thrown into the pigsty in the movie. Now he is the first mate of the Bloodsail, and he has regained the hope of getting everything back. Chen Mo is very curious. In such a situation, what would he do.

As soon as he thought about it, Chen Mo looked at Norrington and asked him: "It can be said that Jack Sparrow has given you where you are now. Do you hate him?"

"I can't wait to hang him with my own hands!" Norrington gritted his teeth, but he still suppressed his anger and hatred, and said to Chen Mo respectfully: "Of course, if you want to save his life, Captain, I can control myself." emotions, but I suggest that you hang him directly, and I am willing to cut his throat with my own hands."

"Although I don't mind giving you a chance for revenge, for now, it's still useful for me to save Jack Sparrow's life." Chen Mo shook his head slightly, apparently not intending to kill Jack before he found the coffin of souls. Sparrow was killed, but he still comforted Norrington: "Of course, I will give you a chance to fight him fairly and take revenge, but before that, I hope you can be patient."