Assassin’s Adventure

?The huge shadow of the Kraken crosses under the sea, and the huge shadow can be seen from a high altitude. The Far Travel on the sea is as lonely as a lonely boat.

Farther away, war was imminent, the Jackdaw's foremast smashed into the water, and the sailors cut the ropes that had been dragged together and let it float away like garbage.

The hull had several large gaps, which were wounds caused by the Kraken, and the side chord guns and the guns on the deck were badly damaged as a result.

The combat effectiveness of the Jackdaw, which was severely lacking in artillery and manpower, was cut by 90%, and even the gunners on one side of the ship were not available.

And the most desperate thing is that at this time, the wind stopped, the pirate ship stretched out its oars, but the Jackdaw could do nothing. The Jackdaw, a ship that relies on sails to move forward, loses power. The only way to move It was towed by a small boat, but now it is impossible.

Allen was now upstairs, looking at the big ship and the tired sailors, and felt for the first time the huge problem caused by Captain Gordon's departure.

Because Gordon never loses his way, as if the wisest great man, the visionary wise man, always gets through the difficult times safely.

The captain may be weak in combat and not as good as a professional navigator, but he must have the courage and unyielding spirit to face any difficulties. Of course, as a privateer or a pirate, you also need to have enough deterrent.

He still remembered that when he went to meet Wilson, the almost servile pirate chief barely looked him in the eye.

"Our deal was built on Captain Gordon, and now you say he's dead, sorry."

The White Shark sailed away from this sea area a moment later, and the Jackdaw went north alone, trying to avoid the whirlpool of Kingston, but crashed into the containment of pirates.

After many upgrades, the Jackdaw resisted heroically after being wounded. In order to give the enemy the illusion that the Jackdaw was still full of combat power, Allen ordered to fire with all his strength, which almost emptied the Jackdaw's inventory.

Taking advantage of the enemy's retreat, they rode the wind to the north. Although the deck caught fire under the shelling, it did not affect their speed.

"Filled with 12-pound iron bullets, broken glass, iron slag, whatever!"

This is Allen's final decision. The Jackdaw has never failed, and has never surrendered. If the enemy wants to take over, then come.

He pulled out his machete and watched the pirate sails swaying around. The Jackdaw adjusted its hull with the help of the weak wind, and welcomed the arrival of the last war.

The sailors were silent, and even Chef Smith and Boatman David went in as combatants, and no one flinched in this unseen battle.

To tell the truth, the Jackdaw seems to have been through this kind of war all the time without losing.

"If it's the captain, what should he do? How?"

Allen looked at the approaching pirate ship and kept asking himself, and then he suddenly discovered that Gordon's survival was never relying on this ship, but his extraordinary fighting ability. Even if the number of people was at a disadvantage, as long as he killed enough The enemy was terrified, and everything was settled.

But he's not Gordon, and there are only about twenty people left on the Jackdaw...

"Filled deck artillery, twelve-pound rounds, iron sand and broken glass, whatever you can fill, fill it all up for me."

Allen's expression was extremely calm. He had to delay time. The only way to survive was when the wind picked up. As long as the wind picked up, they could still escape.

However, it was obvious that the pirates would not give him this chance. Under the direct sunlight, he could only hear the roar of the muzzle and the rising gunpowder, as well as the clanging sound of the metal rubbing against the chain bullet in the air.

"Watch out for shelling!"

Someone shouted, the sailors crouched close to the side of the ship, and the chain shot was not aimed here, they swung around the mast and hit the mast, pulled a huge gap in the sail, and the rope pulled the mast's crossbar and fell down, hitting the deck. on the sea or in the sea.

No one was injured, as there were few enough sailors on deck to see a few people at all.

The pirates are approaching, the sound of the oar breaking is in sight, the news that the Jackdaw is full of treasures is known to the world, the pirates have absolute numbers to suppress, they will board this ship, take everything, and kill all people.

"Hey...hahahaha"

The decks of the ships began to level, the hooks of the enemy ships waved in the air, the grins and shouts of the pirates echoed in their ears, and the sailors of the Jackdaw kept silent, lit the arquebuses, and placed their muskets in the most convenient positions.

"Fire!"

Allen gave an order, and the broadside guns on the deck fired first.

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

Twelve-pound iron bullets were ejected, as well as the burning red iron sand and broken glass flying in a fan shape. With the advantage of the height of the hull, they caused complete damage to the pirates in the low position!

The screams were endless, but most were injuries, not deaths.

"They still have shells, fire back! Fire back!"

The pirates shouted, and the broadsides fired relentlessly, sending a thick plume of smoke between the two ships, and the shells pierced through one deck of the Jackdaw and into the sailors' quarters.

In this smoke, the pirates shouted, floating from the ropes tied to the mast, wielding machetes in their hands, and participating in the most brutal hand-to-hand combat.

The boarding hook clung to the Jackdaw, and the planks rested on the Jackdaw's deck.

"Kill them!"

Allen took out the blade to fight, kicked a pirate who got too close, put the knife into the chest of the other, pulled out the red-stained blade, blocked the sneak attack from behind him, and pulled out the already filled musket from his chest. , the backhand is a shot...

But it was all in vain, there were more and more knives around, the deck had not been so crowded for a long time, the sailors resisted stubbornly and retreated towards the cabin after dropping five bodies, and on the entire deck, only Alan one person.

The man in the captain's hat pushed the crowd away, looking at the only one who was stubbornly resisting on the deck, the machetes around him were pointing at him, and he had no way to retreat.

"Tell me where the treasure is! I can spare your life."

Allen didn't speak, and the dense machete around him made him unable to move.

"You should cherish your opportunity~www.readwn.com~I think there are still many people who want this opportunity."

The pirate chief is a little impatient. This kind of person who is ignorant of current affairs is really disgusting. What are you struggling with at this time?

"You know what? Your luck is really good. If our captain is here, your **** will be beaten out."

Alan pulled his mouth and smiled, and then looked at the pirate chief whose face was deformed and directly drew his musket and aimed it at his head.

"It's a pity that the captain is not on his own ship. He's not going home for milk, is he?"

"Hahaha……"

pirates laugh out loud

"Okay, your last words time is over, I really want to see your black cat captain who can beat me to shit, goodbye."

Keep your finger close to the trigger.

boom!