captain migraine

For the sudden approach of a regular Royal Navy, the sailors on the Stormrage were a little unprepared. The roars of the men and the chaotic footsteps on the deck made a mess. There was no need for Caesar to order, the gunners were already hey yo yo The artillery was pushed out from the muzzle, and under the leadership of the charge captains, the cannonballs were loaded, and thousands of sails were raised. Dozens of ships immediately turned around and formed the most suitable formation for naval battles. The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at silently For the British navy that came through the morning fog!

It was just a medium-sized patrol fleet with only about a dozen ships. It seemed that the other party did not expect to encounter the black sea wolf fleet in this kind of place. They complained a lot, but it was impossible to chop off the mast immediately and announce their surrender because of face. In desperation, at the order of the commander, the gunners and musketeers also came to the deck, and the well-dressed Royal Navy raised their muskets high and aimed at the outermost pirate ship not far away. The pirates on the

A fight seemed inevitable.

The naval battle is bound to delay the progress of the schedule. Caesar's face is as dark as ink. He is standing on the third deck. His voice is not loud, but it is enough for every crew member to hear him in such a tense atmosphere. sound!

"What are you waiting for? Raise the black wolf flag and start a war."

Throwing down these words, he turned his head and went back to the captain's lounge without hesitation. The floor-to-ceiling windows of the captain's lounge fell heavily behind him!

The rest of the pirates on the deck stared blankly at each other, until a few seconds later, a sailor in the crowd finally repeated the captain's order as if awakened from a dream, and the deck instantly exploded—on the mast, a German ship fluttering in the wind The country's flag slowly lowered, and replaced by a black wolf-headed pirate flag painted with fangs and claws bared with sharp teeth!

In today's Mediterranean, this flag has almost become a symbol of death!

"His grandma, dare to play a sneak attack! Kill!!!"

"The second team is assembled! They snatch money, guns, and underwear, and Mao won't leave them—"

"Where's the captain?—the captain isn't there! Where's the mate? The mate's over there—"

"Assemble a small team! Prepare the assault boat to board with me!"

The drum band, which was ordered not to stop even during naval battles, stood neatly on the deck of the Stormrage, and the music they played turned into a passionate war song. In the sound of such music, the pirates shouted Gao Di raised the weapon in his hand, clamored, and launched the first wave of attacks on the enemy without fear!

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In the early morning over the Mediterranean Sea, the sea was no longer as calm as it should have been in the morning. The sound of gunfire and musketry interweaved into the strongest sonata. After the battle of the Barberus Brothers, the Stormrage played seriously for the first time. Start a naval battle, and the opponent is the rich Royal Navy, it is so fat and rich that it is black - the pirates are crazy, God knows how much they want to change to a shiny saber, and the sea god understands that they are The clothes that have been on the boat for more than half a year should be replaced with new ones!

The Stormrage, which was brushed against the ship's side by the gunfire, vibrated violently, and the hull made an unbearable creaking sound. The helmsman was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, clutching the rudder wheel, trying to steer the ship away from the bombardment of the British Navy's gunfire. area, the unlucky helmsman who happened to be on duty today was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he had to look at the deck almost every three seconds—as if looking forward to the stars and the moon Looking forward to the tall, tall and handsome figure of the captain appearing in his vision!

But at this moment, the captain of the Stormrage was quickly equipping himself, still casually grabbed two muskets from his drawer with his eyes closed and hung them by his waist, and the dagger was on his body, all the most convenient to take out. position, when the captain’s hand reached into the drawer for the third time, he paused for a moment, and then saw a perfect arc drawn by the metallic luster in the air, McGarr subconsciously raised his hand, the next second, the familiar, heavy The touch made him twitch his lips.

"Ghost Killer, take it," the man straightened his belt without raising his head, "If you break it again this time, it will kill you—stay obediently in the cabin and take good care of Margaret."

Obviously understood the meaning of this sentence at the first time, the young girl looked back at the black-haired young man sitting on the bed, blinked, but her pale little hands grabbed the hem of the captain's shirt even harder.

Caesar raised his head, his amber pupils stared at the walruser firmly, his face was expressionless, and he said almost word by word: "This is an order."

McGarl smiled: "Yes."

The walrusman smiled easily, as if Caesar said "I'm going downstairs to get breakfast" at this moment, so simple and without any burden, the sun shone through the fog into the room and shone on the walrustman's face , but made this smile extremely dazzling.

Some words almost came to his lips, but he stopped abruptly. He couldn't tell what it was like. Caesar's pupils shrank slightly, and he missed a beat.

Anxiety, strong anxiety hit the man's heart.

"We will win, but there will be casualties." Closing his eyes, he suppressed the surging emotion in his chest, the man's handsome face lacked any extra emotion, which made him look unusually indifferent, "... If you are among them, I will not save you this time."

"...Don't worry, I'm crippled, where else can I go?"

McGarl sneered, as if he had seen through the man's emotions but didn't seem to notice anything, he waved his hand indifferently, and answered heartlessly.

So Caesar really just left without looking back.

Outside the captain's lounge, a man's low and steady commanding voice sounded, and then, the Stormrage began to move slowly, and the vibration frequency when the ship's side was hit by gunfire countless times suddenly slowed down——

McGarr leaned on the bow and closed his eyes. He couldn't see what was happening outside the window, but when his eyes were closed, he seemed to be able to pass through the thick bulkheads, sides, and stairs to the rudder wheel on the second deck. , as if he was standing there, watching the man's slightly rough hands grip the steering wheel that seemed to never listen to the control of other sailors, and then he turned it easily, leading everyone to organize the attack and break away danger of being sunk.

I won't save you this time.

The man's cold words seemed to ring in his ears again.

A fluffy creature came up beside him, and he knew it was Margaret even with his eyes closed. The girl who lived forever in the dark finally couldn't adapt to the sun anymore. Her hands and feet were cold, and she wrapped herself around the walrus like a snake. The strong arms curled around him like fragile creatures that were helpless in the strong wind.

Clenching the ghost in his hand, McGarl slowly opened his deep black eyes, he moved his head numbly, raised his hand, touched the top of the girl's head, and smiled slightly: "It's so close, Don’t you already know that I’m not a good person?”

Putting Ghost Killer into the slot of his belt, the black-haired young man paused, then sat up on the bed, then stood up from the big bed with a familiar smell that made people covetous, strode to the window, and slammed Push open the window!

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This time, you won't try to save me again, Big Dog.