Five Hundred and Fifty High Seas

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Surrounded by boundless blue, it is vast and transparent, like oil paint mixed together by a child. There is blue on the top of the head, the abyss under the feet, and a black blue shadow with white foam in the middle. Generally, it is called Make "sea".

The boundless sea is the color that sailors love all their lives, but along the way, under the intervention of those overprotective American think tanks, Lorraine has never been able to see it. At the end of the field of vision, there is always the shadow of the mainland flickering.

until today.

The positioning this morning shows that the northward fleet has officially passed through the latitude of Cape Cod, and Shaq’s selected meeting on the high seas is somewhere outside the Gulf of Maine. From the perspective of navigation, it is meaningless to continue sailing ashore.

Adrey went to consult the American passengers, and Valkyrie finally got the authorization to leave the coast and sail to the depths of the northwest ocean.

After sailing for half a day, the color of the sea became darker and darker, and the wind and waves under the feet increased significantly. Lorraine ended the two-round rest system in due course.

Only then did the Americans really see the gap between themselves and Drake's most elite sailor group.

Escort fleets are not adapted to blue oceans.

Their boats have absolutely no problem sailing in the blue sea. Whether it is the classic old French model or the improved Baltimore model based on it, they have many years of oceangoing experience and have long been proven to be able to adapt to a variety of extreme weather.

The problem is with their seamen.

Once the reference of land is lost, naval officers who lack ocean-going experience always lose sight of one another between routes and formations, but in just four or five hours, the diamond-shaped escort formation has been deformed three times, each time Valkyrie's observers were the earliest found, and gave accurate and effective adjustment suggestions.

This hurt Admiral Smith of the escort fleet...

His flagship failed to function as a flagship. On the contrary, Valkyrie, who was most likely to lose touch with the fleet, accommodated the slow-moving escort ship while controlling the navigation status of the entire fleet.

"Although I don't want to admit it... But we still have a long way to go..." Admiral Smith stood on the side of the ship with a complicated expression, muttering to himself, looking at the Valkyrie more than fifty meters away. Two figures on the screen, Lorraine and Washington, "Mr. President..."

...

I don't know whether it was due to the upcoming meeting with Shaq or the departure from the offshore area. The American restraint order, which lasted for more than ten days, was suddenly canceled shortly after Edley consulted offshore opinion.

The presidential entourage was allowed free contact with the Valkyrie's crew, which didn't make much sense, but at least it made the deck a little more angry.

It was in this situation that Washington found Lorraine, who seemed to be doing nothing.

"Mr. President." He walked out of the poop like an ordinary wealthy gentleman, and headed straight for Lorraine.

"Mr. President." Lorraine turned around with a smile, patting his chest in salute, "It's been more than ten days, and I finally saw Mr. President on the deck."

"That sentence is not accurate." Washington retorted with a smile. "We met on the deck for the first time, in New York, only twelve days after today."

"The ship that has not left port and the ship that has left port are two kinds of creatures. As seafarers, we generally don't treat them as the same."

"It sounds like the same perception you're doing in Miami, hostile Indians and surrendering Indians, I've heard they're treated very differently."

Washington had chosen an interesting subject, the Indians, a remote subject for which Lorraine had not prepared and could not possibly have had time to prepare.

The smile on Lorraine's face was even brighter.

"What you heard was probably a rumor, Mr. President. From the perspective of a businessman, manpower is of equal value in my eyes, regardless of skin color."

"But civilization does make the value of different skin colors different, doesn't it?"

"I think it's not civilization, it's education, and education is the added value of manpower."

A surprised expression appeared on Washington's face: "Are you still going to educate the Indians who surrendered?"

"Why not? Indians, whites, blacks,

Can communicate in English after receiving a certain degree of education. And their musculature is similar, at least until now, I have never seen a cargo that can only be carried by white people. "

"That's probably the most profound explanation of labor I've ever heard." Washington laughed.

"Maybe." Lorraine decided to take the initiative, "Why is Mr. President suddenly interested in Indians?"

Washington shook his head. "I don't have any interest in Indians."

"No?"

"No," said Washington. "This conversation is the mere advice of an older man to a younger man."

"Indians and wolves, both are beasts of prey, species that compete with humans for living space."

"But they are far more dangerous than wolves because they walk on two legs and resemble humans in many ways."

"We should be careful with them."

"In 1779, I said to Major General John Sullivan, Put the waste near all the settlements, and our country will not only be flooded, but destroyed. I also say that now. Send it to you untouched."

The sudden racist speech stunned Lorraine for a while.

He was trying to digest Washington's point of view, and as he digested, a word suddenly jumped into his mind.

"Mr. President, I seem to hear westward going."

"I don't use that word, at least not today." Washington neither affirmed nor denied, "Mr. President, the pioneers of the New World can never avoid fighting Indians. They call me the destroyer of towns, not because I killed them with my own hands. How many Indians have been killed, but because I clearly know their threat and have an uncompromising will."

"In the New World, we and the Indians can only stay one. You have great power, and you need to make a decision."

"I see." Lorraine sighed, "I always thought you were a supporter of racial equality."

"I do support the emancipation of black slaves, who are uncivilized, unthreatening, and worthy of God's mercy."

"But they will grow up, and they will grow up under the protection of white people, and one day they will be more dangerous than Indians."

Lorraine pointedly pointed out the contradictions in Washington's thinking.

"Mr. President, more than 200 years ago, Britain, France, Spain, and the Netherlands...these powerful countries cultivated their own pirates in the Caribbean to fight against their enemies. At that time, they also felt that mere pirates would not be a threat. As a result, the pioneers paid for the connivance of these countries. But, even now, the overall strength of the pirate world far exceeds that of the United States."

"I'm not saying that those powerful countries did something wrong more than 200 years ago. After all, pirates made England and even the Drake family." Lorraine laughed at himself, "What I want to say is that the last thing humans lack is enemies. You don’t have to look for them deliberately, they will appear in front of us in a steady stream.”

"I will kill them after they show their fangs and before they show their murderous aura. If they can't be killed, I will run away. This is my principle in dealing with enemies."

Washington was expressionless: "Even if he is your elder brother?"

"Brother, the motherland, or the allies around me... Once they regard me as an enemy, they are no different from ordinary enemies to me."

"The allies around you... right..."

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