Assassin’s Adventure

The wind is sunny and the sun is cloudless...

The time came to the third day.

Last night, Gordon and Coolidge discussed excitedly for one night, measured their coordinate position three times in detail, and determined that the location of the sunken ship was indeed not far away.

This morning, Gordon got up from the bed. Although he had two dark circles under his eyes, he was very excited. He ate boiled beans and kept looking around with binoculars.

"Seven reefs, reefs, where are my little ones?"

He scooped a spoonful of delicious peas with a spoon, then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed, but his eyes didn't leave the telescope at all.

The warm soup flowed directly into his neck and continued to spread downward.

"Well, **** it, I just changed into new clothes."

Gordon quickly put down the binoculars, wiped the soup with his hands, and looked at his clothes.

Then the new clothes had long been ruined by his absent-minded breakfast, stained with all kinds of bread crumbs, soup and butter.

"Well, it's ruined."

Since it was already destroyed, it was even more unscrupulous. He directly wiped the oil and soup from his hands on his clothes, then clapped his hands and continued to pick up the telescope.

"Ellen! Did you see the reef?"

At this time, Allen was at the position of the lookout on the mast and could see further.

"Not yet... Wait, Captain! I see the reef, at one o'clock on the ship..." He shouted towards Gordon's position below.

Gordon quickly ran to the bow of the ship and looked in that direction. Several conspicuous reefs gradually appeared on the horizon.

Not only a few of them, but almost all the sailors were looking around and crowded into the bow.

"Morgan, correct the direction!"

Coolidge nodded, then directly started to turn the compass, and the ship headed in that direction.

The object appeared at a distance of about fifteen nautical miles from the horizon, and the Jackdaw put out its sails and approached at full speed.

If the treasure of this ship is salvaged successfully, at least each sailor can get 100 gold coins, and Gordon himself, of course, can own 90% of the treasure.

One hundred gold coins is a huge sum of money for everyone. It can keep an ordinary family alive for 30 years without worrying about food and clothing. Not only is Gordon excited, but the sailors are also excited.

"Mitch, what will you do with the money?"

Allen has begun to fantasize about his life. If it is him, he will definitely return to the port of Cayenne, and then contemptuously throw a few gold coins to his alcoholic father, and then maybe he can buy a farm, and then the scenery will be beautiful. He took the woman he liked for a long time, so that she would no longer have to be a maid in the Governor's Palace.

You said sailing? I sail for money, so why would I sail if I have money.

Mickey was stunned for a while, but he really hadn't thought about how to spend the money if he got his share: "How about I buy a boat myself and become the captain?"

He started sailing when he was 16 years old, and there was no one else in the family. Apart from sailing, he couldn't find anything else to do.

"Forget it Mickey, don't you have anything else on your mind except sailing? One hundred gold coins can buy a small boat. I don't know how long it will take to recover the cost."

Alan was a little speechless. Why doesn't this person have other dreams? What is the difference between being a man without a dream and a salted fish?

Mickey just smiled honestly, he really has no other dreams, how free the sea is, smelling the sea breeze, watching the sea birds, and drinking rum every day, maybe one day, like Captain Gordon, he will find a better place. What about the big treasure? Anyway, he didn't want to go back to live on land until he was forty years old.

Almost every sailor was discussing how to use such a huge sum of money. Only Gordon laughed while listening: "The sparrows are still flying in the sky, so they have already thought about what to eat?"

Coolidge, who was on the side, resisted not to expose him, but rolled his eyes. Last night, Gordon, who drank a little wine, even thought about the plan of forming his own fleet, and was waiting for this huge treasure.

Gordon, who was in a good mood, took out a cigar and lit it, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke. Of course, a good mood brought a good mood, and then began to sing aloud: "My family lives in the loess plateau, A strong wind blew across the slope, whether it was a southeasterly wind or a northwesterly wind..."

This strange oriental song has a rhythm and tone that is fundamentally different from the West in this century. No one of the crew understands it, only listening to Gordon sing it alone.

Seventy or so people watched their captain enjoy himself. Although they couldn't understand it, they could still hear the tune of joy.

The island and reef were approaching, and then the ship suddenly shook violently, and Gordon, who was singing, flew directly out of the shipbuilding town, and fell directly on the deck to eat shit, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

But at this time, he couldn't take care of his own fall. Many sailors were injured in this shaking~www.readwn.com~ What he was more concerned about was that his ship would not hit the rocks directly. When the ship sank, everyone would die.

"What happened? Mitch, take the sailors to check the bilge, Alan, deal with the crew's injuries, Morgan, stop the ship first!"

Gordon got up from the ground. The fall was not serious. Fortunately, he was in good health, but his teeth seemed to have loosened a lot.

The sailors on the boat quickly got up, and under the leadership of the bosun and the chief mate, started to inspect the boat, and also dealt with the wounds.

Gordon unconsciously rubbed his chin, it really hurts, and more importantly, blood is dripping in his heart, which ruins his image. This is a profound lesson in life that can never be forgotten.

Gordon walked to the side of the ship alone, and saw that the base of the island was two meters below the water, and the whole Jackdaw ran aground!

At this time, due to the grounding, the gravity of the entire ship began to be unbalanced, and it began to tilt slightly to one side.

"Oh, no! Stop."

Gordon could only hold on to the side of the boat with one hand, praying that the boat would not completely roll over.

The wind was still blowing the sails, giving the ship a constant forward force and accelerating the ship's incline.

"Hurry up, hurry up... I can't hold it anymore!"

The sailors on the deck began to pull the ropes desperately, but the tilt of the boat made the sailors start to lose their stability on the deck and slide to the side.

At times like this, Gordon could no longer sit idly by, and rushed over to grab the rope and pull up the sails of the ship's main mast.

"Everything is stable, find a fixed position around you, and pull hard!"

All the sailors began to pull up the mast desperately, and finally stopped when the ship was tilted about thirty degrees, but no one dared to act rashly.