Five Hundred and Fifty-Six

Unfortunately, Neptune's salute failed to hit any US warship in the end.

This is also quite normal for purely rational analysis.

At a distance of 500 meters, the hit rate of British naval guns is no higher than 1%. A single-sided seven-round shelling is only 300 rounds at full capacity. American destroyers need to risk their lives for less than one round. No ship has the guts to try the first round. two rounds.

This result disappointed Lorraine.

He originally thought that countries with old iron shells would be braver no matter what, but judging from the results, invincible bravery is indeed a matter for younger generations, and has nothing to do with the current US Navy.

Valkyrie cut into the Neptune for one kilometer, the artillery fire stopped suddenly, and the sea calmed down again.

Rows of British marines came out of the stern cabin with platoons of guns, and lined up on both sides of the ship, looking down at the Valkyrie with lowered sails.

"I hate rollover..."

Lorraine snorted lightly and raised her arms high.

"The deck is in place, catch the ship cable thrown by the other party and connect the two ships! Be careful not to disturb the guard of honor!"

"yes!"

A moment later, fourteen thick cables connected two ships of similar length and wildly different heights. The Neptune dropped a rope ladder, and Hamilton was about to command his entourage to pick it up, but Bucha was grabbed by Lorraine.

Lorraine's strength was too great, and this tug almost pulled Hamilton off the ground. He stood up in embarrassment, and turned around without knowing it.

"Lorraine, what are you doing?"

"You want Mr. President to climb aboard a British warship?"

"Huh? I asked the people in the navy, don't ships and ships all use rope ladders?"

"You probably have some misunderstanding about boarding..." Lorraine pursed her mouth. "The essence of boarding is to go from one ship to another. It is a process, not a method. Of course, the rope ladder thrown by Neptune is a kind of A common method, not only safe, but also particularly embarrassing for a well-dressed gentleman."

Hamilton froze for a moment: "Shaq Drake...how could he use such a trick?"

"Shaq shouldn't bother to play tricks, or even bother to arrange the details of your boarding. I probably know who arranged the rope ladder. If it was him, he would definitely take these details into consideration."

Cold sweat broke out from Hamilton's forehead.

On the unfamiliar ocean, details that were impossible to ignore in the past have become an unavoidable trap. If Lorraine had not taken on the mission of guard of honor, from the moment Neptune's salute sounded, the face of the United States would have been destroyed. stripped clean...

He took a deep breath: "Lorraine, now..."

"Mr. President is still changing clothes, right?" Lorraine stretched his waist, "There is plenty of time, and it's just a small trick, it's not a problem..."

After Washington finished dressing and walked out of the cabin, he saw three ship planks assembled between the two ships, like a gentle slope, with non-slip horizontal bars every 50 to 60 centimeters.

The ship board is an essential tool for mooring every ship, but Valkyrie has a high freeboard, and the prepared board is much longer than the difference in board height between the two ships, so it is erected very far back and looks very smooth.

Seeing the rope ladder that no one paid attention to next to the deck, Washington completed the story on the deck just now at a glance.

He nodded slightly to Lorraine: "Mr. President, America will remember your kindness."

"I've given America a lot of goodwill, but politicians have a choppy memory, so... thank you, Mr. President."

Facing the naked words of thanks, Washington couldn't see any embarrassment on his face, and he smiled like a spring breeze.

"Don't worry, Mr. President, as long as it is not related to the interests of the country, my memory has always been good."

"I have no doubts, Mr. President."

Lorraine saw a figure appearing on the other side of the ship's plank, in the middle of which was the familiar Tira Amani. Judging from the gilded military uniform and complicated sleeve patterns, the captain back then was now a lieutenant colonel.

Lieutenant Colonel Amani stood high on the ship's side, bowing to Washington's chest.

"General Washington, welcome to HMS Neptune, the first-class battleship of the Royal Navy of Great Britain. She is one of the greatest sailing warships in the world today. It seems that you are luckier than most people in the world to be aboard her."

"We have different interpretations of luck, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. In my opinion, the boat tied to the dock at Mount Vernon is the good boat that brings people luck. The Neptune is too big. Most of America, she'll be stranded."

"However, it is our mission to keep the Neptune from running aground. I am the captain of the Neptune, Lieutenant Colonel Tira Amani of the Royal Navy."

"Captain Amani, I am George Washington, Commander-in-Chief of the American Army, and I have a good friendship with Major General Cornwallis, a famous man in your country."

"Famous? Cornwallis? I've heard of hundreds of Cornwallis, and none of them seem to be worthy of being called famous."

Literal.

This routine insinuating exchange of words brought Lorraine a strange sense of freshness.

Washington's stranded theory is obviously telling Amani that a strong navy alone cannot conquer the United States. The later famous Major General Cornwallis is obviously referring to Cornwallis, the loser of Yorktown.

It was a delicate combination, confident and reserved, but not enough to make Lorraine feel fresh.

Lorraine's freshness comes from Amani, and I didn't expect that honest man like a doormat to have an eloquent side.

and……

No matter how good Amani is at speaking skills, his identity is just an insignificant lieutenant colonel after all, and the role he plays today will not be more noble than a doorman.

Such a small person actually had to force Washington to deal with it himself, and during the entire dialogue process, including Hamilton, no one from the elite team of the United States came forward.

Are you inferior? Still nervous?

Lorraine glanced at Hamilton's face, which was ashen. It seems that the description of inferiority and nervousness is too simple. Their relationship should be more complicated. Lorraine couldn't help but recall the Portuguese general named Scolari.

Spain was once the suzerain of Portugal. When Lorraine mentioned Spain before Scola, his expression was similar to that of Hamilton now.

"If you miss the suzerain country, you are not a competent son of liberty." Lorraine whispered in Hamilton's ear, and straightened his posture with a light touch.

Hamilton woke up suddenly, nodded gratefully to Lorraine, and strode out of the queue of followers.

"Captain Amani, we've chatted long enough, I don't know if General Drake has finished his wig?"

"Tch!" Amani tilted his head and spat, "Your Excellency the General is waiting for you on the stern deck, if you don't worry about killing them all, you can come."

The permission to board the ship was approved, although in Lorraine's view, such a diplomatic experience was extremely humiliating.

But the Americans have reasons to meet Shaq, and Lorraine is well aware of their fear, so naturally he will not doubt their tolerance.

Under the leadership of Washington, they set foot on the board of the ship. There were only seven or eight people in total, without escorts, and only one official was left, which was General Smith, the admiral of the escort fleet.

Watching the crowd disappear into the blind corner of sight, Lorraine glanced at General Smith from the corner of his eyes: "Do you need me to call Adams back?"

"Please call all the ships back." He said with a cold face, "If the worst happens, I will launch the first round of counterattack on behalf of the United States."

"Even in the War of Independence, you didn't launch a mortal charge, did you?"

"But Mr. President deserves it," said General Smith firmly, "and the British need to know that America is willing to do it for Mr. President!"

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