Uncle B of the pirate is invincible

Chapter 432 Frevans (14)

To be honest, Bert's order is still very difficult.

The [-] or so cargo ships that set out on the voyage all received the last order from Manager Mike before returning to his old lair, and acted according to circumstances when encountering pirates.The captains of these cargo ships all recognized Burt and felt that they were invincible, but they didn't want to sit still, so they all chose to sail away temporarily.

The Chaldean Pirates have a lot of masters, but there is only one ship, and it is impossible to intercept so many armed cargo ships at the same time.

The only favorable factor is that the wind direction at this time is blowing towards White Harbor, which is not good for sailing but good for interception.

"This villain wants to take action on the property of the World Government, it's really hateful!" Greg yelled at Bert in his heart after hearing the order, but in order to play a loyal and effective subordinate, he had to shout against his will: "Speed ​​up! If you want to stop those cargo ships, you can't let them really leave the port!"

The navigator knew very well that once more than [-] cargo ships left the port and went their separate ways, it would be impossible to catch them all in one go.

Under Greg's command, the "Storm Invasion", which was already not far from White Harbor, galloped smoothly like an arrow leaving the string, and entered the effective range of the naval guns before the difficult cargo ship left the port.

"Good job!" Seeing that the cargo ship was stopped, Burt praised Greg with satisfaction.Then he said to Morgan: "Morgan, force them all back to me!"

"Bow gun, warning shot!" Morgan, who is experienced in naval warfare, immediately ordered the bow gun to shoot at the cargo ship intimidatingly.

The gunner, who had been trained to be quite elite, immediately reloaded and took aim, and neatly fired at the cargo ship running in front.

"Boom!" The shell hit the cargo ship, blasting the tallest mast into two pieces.

Burt saw that the first shot hit the mast, greatly frightening the enemy, and he couldn't help but gave Morco a thumbs up and praised: "Good job! Morgan, the gunner you trained is really good!!"

"It's just a fluke, they are still far behind..." Morgan waved his hands calmly and modestly.

But in his heart, the bosun was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, "Damn it! How did these idiots practice? According to my shelling rules, the warning shot was clearly aimed at 100 meters around the target, but they actually hit it directly? Aim No matter how bad it is, there must be a limit! More training, more training!!"

Burt naturally didn't know the boatswain's mental journey, and the captains of the first shipping on the opposite side naturally didn't know even more.They just saw that the pirate ship's cannon was extremely accurate, and when it hit a hit, they were scared out of their wits.

"Quick, go back, go back..." The timid captain no longer dared to run away.

"Speed ​​up, speed up, rush out!" The frightened captain strengthened his belief in escaping.

"Fire back!" The bold captain decided to fight, using his own numerical advantage to fight.

This sudden shot, like frightening a pool of ducks, completely plunged the port into chaos.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..." The sporadic shells stirred up jets of water, which was quite imposing.

It's a pity that although the momentum is there, it is not accurate. The nearest shell is also a thousand meters away from the 'storm attack', and it is useless except to scare people.

"Concentrate firepower on those who want to run away!" Burt expressed no pressure on things like artillery shells, and pointed at another cargo ship that passed the hit mast cargo ship without paying attention.

"Turn!" After all, there was only one bow gun, and the firepower density was insufficient. Morge immediately commanded the sideboard of the "Storm Invasion" to meet the enemy and give full play to its firepower.

The tailwind turned very quickly, and it only took a few dozen breaths to point the port side at the 'Storm Invasion' in White Harbor. After a short aim, more than twenty broadsides began to shoot violently.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." After an earth-shattering noise, the mast of the cargo ship running first broke, and at least three fires caught fire on board, and it was beaten terribly.

"Hmm! Morgan, you fought well. But we still have to focus on persecution to avoid unnecessary casualties!" Burt felt that Morgan's shelling was too fierce, and it was already regarded as punishment without teaching, which was a bit brutal.But it is a good thing to play accurately after all, and it cannot dampen enthusiasm, so I clicked on the opponent 'appropriately'.

"Let the enemy feel the fear in person, so that unnecessary casualties can be avoided." Morgan heard the words and gave Burt a serious nod.

But in his heart, he was about to vomit blood.

"How do these souls train normally? The warning shots aimed at the surroundings are all marked by me as precise shots that hit the target directly. How bad is your shooting skills?!"

Conscience of heaven and earth, Morgan's order was to shoot cautiously and warn, but this group of gunners was more and more erratic than the other, and even hit more than 50% of the first shots!

This number is a number that could not be hit by static shooting in the past. Who would have thought that it would be hit in mobile combat today.

Burt didn't know about Morgan's intense inner activities, but the frown let him know that Morgan was very unhappy, so he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Okay, okay, what you said is reasonable, let those guys feel scared according to your ideas ..."

The victor was not to blame, and Burt couldn't get mad at Morgan for having trained such an elite gunner.

Morgan had a lawsuit on his head at this time, regardless of what Bert thought, he ordered to the orderly: "Let all the artillery aim at the cargo ship whose mast was interrupted at the beginning and shoot a volley!"

"Since you are so biased, I will let you aim and shoot!" Morgan decided to do the opposite, he still didn't believe that the gunners he trained could not shoot real warning shots.

"Oh, it can't be the sequelae left by the tide, can it be so cruel to cargo ships? I thought you were always interested in the navy! I misread you, Morgan..." Bert heard Morgan's order, Secretly sighing that the reverse thinking is infinitely poisonous, he is more cautious about using this ability in his heart.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." Morgan's order was quickly conveyed to the gunner, and soon another burst of loud noise and thick smoke bloomed on the port side of 'Storm Attack'.

"Morgan, stop the shelling, the other party has fled back!" Seeing the result of the shelling, Burt couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly stopped the shelling.

I saw that the cargo ship that had lost a mast and was in a dilemma just now had been beaten into a torch floating on the sea, and it was about to die.And such precise and violent firepower completely frightened the captains of the First Shipping, no one rushed to go to sea, and no one dared to shoot at the 'Storm Attack', they were all panicked like animals before the earthquake Flee to the pier.

"Hmph, there is no sacrifice in battle..." Morgan's face was ashen, as if he was irritated by Bert's 'weakness', which made everyone headed by Bert look sideways, and looked at the boatswain with admiration.

However, in Morgan's heart, there was only rage left: "A bunch of souls! How far are you going to play me!!!"

At this moment, His Excellency the boatswain of Chaldea completely despaired of the gunner he trained by himself.

(End of this chapter)