Reborn As a Pirate

Wind force, wind direction, wave height, ocean current, and the angle and speed of the stern sail of the Grande Dame in front of me.

Countless data swirled and collected in Favna's brain, constantly revising her prediction of the Lady's course.

When to turn the rudder, how many degrees to turn the rudder, when to turn the rudder, or not to turn the rudder?

In the age of sail, predicting the opponent's sailing choice is a basic skill that every commander must master.

Since it is a basic skill, it will definitely not be too difficult most of the time.

After all, the confrontation speed of sail warfare is there. Even if the relative speed of 20 knots is the most extreme in close combat, the speed is only 36 kilometers per hour, 600 meters per minute, and 10 meters per second.

This means that a two- to three-minute offense and defense often requires a ten-to-twenty-minute swing.

As long as the guess is correct, in the process of movement and approach, both sides have a lot of time to make adjustments that are beneficial to themselves.

But the basic skills also represent a very wide range of applications.

In some special occasions, such as the current Mystra in a dogfight state, maintain an average attack frequency of one round every minute and a half, and never let the opponent pull out the broadside angle, once it fails , the end is likely to be (judgment) sinking, and prediction has become the most difficult skill.

It requires massive calculations to infer the possible movement plan of the target through the known items of various details.

Then talent is needed, to be able to pick out the most likely ones in an instant from multiple candidates.

Then there is self-confidence, like the bomb disposal man in later movies, who dares to cut the one he thinks is right from the red and blue lines.

In the end is luck, leave the road ahead to God, enjoy success, and remedy failure.

Favna undoubtedly filled out the test paper perfectly.

The tailgating battle lasted for 20 minutes, including 4 changes of direction and 13 fake moves, in which it was necessary to avoid as much as possible the stern cannon of the lady's return.

She only guessed wrong three times, and each time she escaped the trap before it turned into a bad result, not letting the Mystra even once get into the angle of the lady's broadside gun port.

Favna Hanji, perhaps God bestowed upon the first formation. Everyone on board thought so.

Drumming the sails, breaking the waves, and on the bumpy bow, Favna lay behind three full layers of gun panels, and could only pass through the only reserved observation port to stare at the front enemy.

Helm back, Anne.

Annie, who was standing by her side, waved her arms fiercely: Turn back to the rudder! Control the sail!

Five degrees to the right, slowly...

Right rudder five degrees, keep steady!

Mystra, who was running fast, slightly adjusted the bow of the ship, slightly pulling out the angle with the lady in front.

The included angle was not yet clear, and the lady leaning to the left just trembled, facing the turbulent wind and cutting directly to the right.

The unseen angle was smoothed out in the blink of an eye, and unlike the newly adjusted instability of the Lady, Mystra, who changed direction in advance, ushered in another excellent opportunity in the stable ship posture.

Distance 50, relative speed 0.5 knots, straight ahead! Annie's voice trembled excitedly, Favna, opportunity!

The bow gun...

boom! Boom boom boom!

Mystra's bow gun fired, and the lady's stern gun fired simultaneously.

The cannonballs from both sides staggered in mid-air. One of Mystra's two hits and hit the corner of the opponent's shield stern. The lady's interference shot made a beautiful advance.

With a bang, it hit Mystra's bow gun compartment.

The ship shook violently, and the people on board turned on their backs.

Favna supported the bracket of the gun plate: Shoot directly! Annie, where are the casualties?

Hmm... ah! Casualties!

Immediately a sailor ran down, and ran back after a while.

The location of the direct hit is the hull outside the bow gun cabin. Annie patted her chest and gasped, But fortunately, the arc-shaped gun door of the bow gun has not been opened, and only a small amount of paint came in. Three injuries were determined, and the gun was not damaged!

It's fine... Favna stared at the lady's flight trajectory without moving, Turn another five degrees, or turn to the right.

good!

Annie responded, and was about to give an order when she suddenly saw some strange colored stains on the nearby deck.

This is……

She squatted down in bewilderment, and brought a little stain to the tip of her nose.

A distinctive, sweet or stinky scent, accompanied by a pungent fishy smell, rushed into the nostrils, making Annie sneezed several times.

Favna turned her head strangely: Annie, what's wrong?

It looks like the direct hit just now spilled paint on the deck.

Splash so high?

Who knows... Annie shrugged her shoulders handsomely, and stood up, Maybe it was an explosion in mid-air. If the NS project can be successful, such a shot can kill the pursuers in a sea of ​​flames!

That's right... the sea uses flower bombs... Fafuna sighed longingly, and then lay down to watch the lady again, Annie, open the angle, turn the rudder...

Oh, right now! Steer five... / Boom!

The gunshots came suddenly, and after a while, there were two shots in succession, bang! Boom!

Annie's shoulder seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, but before she could cry out the pain, another heavy blow hit her chest!

Gunshots? This is...

The invisible referee suddenly came out from the side, and waved a small flag: He was shot in the chest and left shoulder, and he was judged to be dead immediately. No last words are allowed!

This is hunting...

No last words!

Dead Anne's last words were interrupted by physics, and the living captain stood up in panic.

At this moment! Boom! Boom!

The three-cornered hat symbolizing the captain flew up high, and Favna blankly touched her buzzing forehead, and felt a pool of deep red as thick as blood from the puffy hair, which was warm and still warm. Exudes a pungent fishy smell.

It was judged that it hit the forehead, Admiral Favna Hanji, kill him!

I... killed? Killed means... hey!!!!!!

...

At 11:45, with another round of Valkyrie firing in the open sea, the first live ammunition confrontation exercise of Drake's direct fleet and the first product promotion meeting of the Maritime Group came to an end.

The drill lasted 2 hours and 45 minutes, and the winner was the special service formation, which won miserably.

In front of the viewing platform, Colonel Collingwood, a British observer, and Lieutenant Colonel Sobert, a French observer, commissioned by Drake, used drawing boards to replay this short and intense simulated battle for the audience.

Their explanation subsidy is as high as 200 pounds per person, and their main job is to reveal some details of the performance of ships that are difficult for laymen to pay attention to and are crucial to ordering for audiences who are mainly from chambers of commerce.

At 9:22, the formations of the two sides crossed over. Mystra is broken, the lady is Xiaopo, and the new code is Xiaopo.

At 9:37, the three ships of the first formation intercepted the Xiangyanghua. The Sunflower sank in battle, and the flag was lowered.

At 9:50, the white pelican joined the battle group and threatened the lady sailing.

At 9:55, there was an organizational error in the first formation, and the new code-named Killing Gray intercepted and supported the lady.

The battle reversed from this moment.

Mystra and Grey's pincers attack the new code, the new code breaks, and the flag is lowered. The Lady and the Future attacked Brünnhilde at the same time, and Brünhilde sank in battle. Even the white pelican who had stepped forward to support was implicated and smashed, and both flags were lowered.

At 10:22, the headless ostrich of the special service formation was broken in the strangling battle, the flag was lowered, and the first formation began to concentrate on the main formation.

However……

At that time, the lady who had completed the reorganization of the foremastsail and survived the greatest crisis with Freeman's great dedication had already gone mad.

Under the protection of the Future, she successively sank the four ships of Puffin, Sea Sparrow, Oleander, and Hydrangea, and three ships of Warship Bird, Dark Champagne, and Grey.

At 11:04, Mirai was judged to be sunk in the action of defeating Grey, but even so, the first formation had no power to recover.

At 11:37, Mystra was penetrated by the lady and the ammunition compartment was judged to be sunk. The flag was lowered, and the only remaining merlin left the combat zone and voluntarily abandoned the battle.

At 11:45, the chief referee ship Valkyrie announced the end of the battle, and the White Fang special service formation only saved the lady and won.

All in all, Lorraine's attempt to demonstrate Drake's design system in actual combat has achieved unprecedented success.

In this short battle, the speed of the Jiaohua class, the comprehensiveness of the Seabird class, the balance of the first-generation Samurai, the strength of the second-generation Samurai, and the power of the Valkyrie class below the patrol level have been fully utilized. Performance.

Although there were special orders and land auctions at night, many customers were still tempted by the three free maintenances that came with the on-site orders, and signed ship purchase contracts with the salesmen of the Maritime Group, and sold a total of 32 Jiaohua Brigantine-class ships, fourteen Seabird-class Brigantine ships, and three first-generation Samurai.

Surprisingly, Lorraine ordered two second-generation Samurai from the powerful alliance of the Baishang Association, which allowed Lorraine to see the commercial potential of this small main battle gunship, which is much more expensive than normal destroyers.

The colorful actors returned to Hong Kong one after another with their tired bodies.

Mystra, whose hull was full of fragments, and the noble lady, whose buttocks were full of iron fragments, anchored in the same batch, and the plank of the ship was lowered. Favna, who was so wronged, walked down listlessly under Annie's comfort. From a distance, they saw Katerina who was welcoming them in a wheelchair.

Favna's sadness burst when she saw Katerina, and she burst into tears, stumbling into Katerina's arms like a lost deer.

.゜゜(′□｀?)°゜. : Miss Katerina!! Lost, lost wow!!!!

Be good, be good... Katerina gently stroked Favna's head, touched the lump of dried paint, and immediately understood the reason why the first formation's command suddenly went wrong during the battle.

She glared angrily at Pierce, who had just disembarked, lowered her head, lifted Favna's small head, put it against the tip of her nose, and stared at her big watery eyes.

It's just a small failure. Success needs to be nourished by failure.

But...but...?(T?T)?, In order to help me integrate the formation, you didn't even care about your own injuries, and insisted on leaving the hospital early. In order to shorten my adaptation period, you taught me So many tricks for commanding a fleet...

.·′ˉ`(\u003e▂\u003c)′ˉ`·.: I'm not reconciled...I'm not reconciled...Ah!!!!

The cry of the Goddess of Victory echoed in the anchor port of Jackdaw Town, and Pierce stood on the board of his ship with eyebrows and eyes, bathed in hundreds of condemning and laughing eyes.

That little girl who looks thirteen or fourteen is really Favna Hanji? Really? Really?

Freemani! What kind of eyes do you have? I didn't even know that my opponent was such a small guy!

Sanmei can testify for me... Hey, Sanmei, don't go! Hey!!!!