Standing on the edge of the map, McLaren's role today is just a commentator and a sounding board.
But when he observed that LeBron's face gradually darkened, McLaren opened and clenched his hands in a continuous cycle. He thought of the inexplicable letter he received yesterday...the proposal in it made him think that a madman must have come up with it. But that suggestion was so deep-rooted and engraved in his heart that he could not forget it no matter what! It made him very, very want to say it out loud on this occasion!
McLaren also didn't understand economics, and he couldn't see what the proposal would do other than to scare people. But the person who wrote to him is the only person in the world who has made him suffer a lot, and he is also the guy he admires most in the world! ..."The Magician" of "Opera".
So he was full of torment between saying it or not saying it.
"Sink the ship..." Suddenly someone whispered something in the messy and noisy room, but many people heard it.
"What did you say?!" LeBron's eyes suddenly lit up and he loudly asked McLaren who was speaking.
"I...what did I say..." McLaren was stunned. He found that he actually said that sentence to himself while thinking! Everyone in the room was staring at him, including the governor and the old man. His mind suddenly went blank, leaving only those terrifying words, so he said again, "I, I said...sink all the ships..."
A room of people, quiet. Suddenly there was a "puff", and the dragon dog's father Hawke pulled him. A guy dressed like a sailor couldn't help laughing at first, and then everyone in the room laughed loudly. The old man from McLaren turned his head away from him with his face flushed with anger. He began to regret in his heart that he shouldn't have let this whimsical second son get involved!
No one took the offer seriously.
Then start with thousands of tons of gold! Worth tens of billions of pesos! Spain may not have had so much money in its finances for decades! This is the wealth that can build a new nation! Now, everyone in the room is thinking about how to get these wealth in their hands... but there is a fool here. Let's sink all those ships... Hahaha! It's so funny.
Of course, a shipwreck is not impossible. In this world, there is only one person who can possibly do this, and that is Ferdinando, the commander of the southern fleet. When he is desperate, he may very well choose to sink the treasure ship in order to save his face.
Other than that, nothing else is possible...
"Why do you think so?" Governor Leblanc suddenly asked gently. Suddenly everyone's laughter was cut into their throats.
Yeah, why do I think that? ! McLaren suddenly felt like he was going crazy! Why, what did the letter say... Only then did he realize that he had completely forgotten what was written in the letter, which was like a heavenly book! In fact, the humiliating ridicule just now was already driving him crazy, and his eyes scanned the room in panic. He tried to find someone to smooth things over, but everyone looked at this young man with some mockery...the young man who tried to be limelight but ended up screwing up.
His father, on the other hand, lowered his head in disappointment and pretended not to see.
McLaren felt as if he had fallen off a cliff, feeling deep despair in his heart! He seemed to be back on the fort he was standing on when Trinidad fell! I wish I had jumped...
Now, all he wants to do is jump out of the window! Outside the window...he suddenly saw what happened after the Royal Fort collapsed. The ruins left behind have been cleaned up for more than half a year, but there is still no progress there, but isn't there a large amount of gold buried underneath? McLaren's mind was spinning rapidly, and he intuitively believed that there must be a similar relationship between the two - sinking, being buried, LeBron's loan sharking, Caribbean business circles, independence...
"Because of that!" McLaren, who was stared at by everyone, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the ruins outside the window. Said clearly. "We don't need gold, we just need to let others know that the gold is still in our hands and it has not left the Caribbean!"
Everyone in the room was stunned by his words, mainly because... they didn't understand...
"Your son is crazy..." Longgou's father patted Helena's father on the shoulder, "You should still count on your grandson in the future."
"Get out! I haven't agreed to the matter between Helena and your boy yet!" The navy commander suddenly roared with a red neck, as if he had been provoked.
"He only blooms but doesn't bear fruit. He's really a useless guy..." Hawke spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. Complaining without a care. "You should let your girl come back pregnant!"
The navy commander was so angry that he even forgot about his own son. "Old bastard! Don't spread rumors casually, my daughter is still a pure virgin!"
"Virgin?!" Hawke grabbed his heels and covered his heart, looking frightened. "Don't you know how horny our boy is? Can he still have virgins around him? After he turns ten, none of the dogs he raises will be virgins!" (Dragon Dog cried...
"I'll kill you!" the navy commander roared, rushing over like every father who had his daughter taken away from him.
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"Okay!" LeBron slammed the table, and the noise in the room suddenly stopped. The two people became silent in anger, and of course they still glared at each other.
"Don't act in front of me!" LeBron glared at the two people for a moment, making both the Navy Commander and Hawke a little embarrassed. LeBron remembered that twenty years ago, when he was just starting out, the two of them were the captain and the bosun, and they were so close that they could wear a pair of trousers.
Will the two of them fight? Bullshit! I just wanted to help McLaren divert attention. They longed to become in-laws! Two old men squatted together to spy on a young couple having sex, not just once or twice, they were both perverts! Didn't these two bastards try to make fun of each other and get the appointment of rear admiral for Hawke and his boy? ! (The dragon dog cries bitterly...
"McLaren..." LeBron nodded to the young man, "I appoint you as my affairs officer!" Regardless of everyone's surprise and McLaren's joy. He pointed to the southern fleet on the map, "Now tell us how we should sink these ships and where to sink them. You guys can come up with an idea!" He thought for a while and added a request, "I need to sink them where It is an area that is not easy to salvage, but it can definitely be salvaged. It will only take ten years."
After saying that, he stood up and said to the Navy Commander, "I don't understand the war. I'll leave the rest to you. In addition, inform the 'Tearer Team' we hired so that they can start!"
With the problem solved, LeBron was ready to leave in a comfortable mood. When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around. Said jokingly. "My new steward, aren't you going to come with me?"
"Ah...yes!" McLaren gathered himself together in surprise and joy, and quickly followed out. There is no reason for the steward to follow the governor, but looking at it now, LeBron is completely using McLaren as a confidant.
"Congratulations, old friend." Wait until LeBron leaves. Hawke and Yan patted the Navy Commander on the shoulder enviously. Over the years, they had never seen LeBron appreciate a person like this.
"My daughter, who is as pure as a little white flower, is definitely still a virgin!"
Waiting for Hawke to follow is an old punch!
*****
Three Contractor teams, five flagships "Black Pearl", "Hell's Angel", "Flying Dutchman", "Ark Royal", "Barbados", and a dozen various ships under their control battleships, gathered together on the open sea!
Although this fleet is not large in number. But the quality is frighteningly high, and the overall strength may even exceed that of a weak country like the Netherlands.
The largest battleship "Ark Royal" was still flying the French flag and was leading the way. Elizabeth stood on the bow with the team of dead people, while Misha disappeared without a trace.
"Everyone, everyone!" Elizabeth, who waved two white slips, shouted happily, "Professional leader. I'll order 5g at a time, so I want it secretly!"
Ye Zuo next to her was so angry that her eyes were on fire. "Let's stay away from that greedy woman!" She had just been blackmailed by that woman again, and even though the price she paid was limited, she was going crazy with anger.
Now the three teams are not easy to mess with. The Spanish Treasure Fleet and the "Tearer Team" dare not attack directly because of the relationship between the camps. Ye Zuo and Yu Xin have already put their hopes on getting a lot of points. All focused on changing the situation in the entire Caribbean.
But even if she yelled, she didn't really make the "Black Pearl" leave the side of the "Ark Royal". Because it involves huge interests, this little thing is nothing. If what they do today can succeed, it will likely open up a new situation in this battlefield world. There is a new way of playing. This battlefield will become a world where points are earned. After they return to the main god's world, they can make a fortune by selling "strategies".
Therefore, even though Yesou didn't like Elizabeth, he still had to follow her.
This joint operation stems from Ye Zuo's unreliable proposal, "With a privateering license from Spain, do I have to be loyal to Spain in order to gain points?"
This is a good question, and it makes everyone feel itchy and want to prove it.
However, each team has only one chance to enter this world, and each world has only one chance to obtain a privateering license. Every adventure must be done to rob and gain points. This is not a game. You can save a file and try it many times. So even though I have thought of it, who can take the privateering license that can only be obtained through the main mission to verify a possibility?
"Squad of the Dead" can...
When they enter this battlefield world, their ultimate goal is to save some newcomers on the "Flying Dutchman".
Now that all their goals have been achieved, it's time to test this hypothesis.
"The enemy is right ahead!" Ye Zuo, standing on the bow of the ship, shouted.
After a while, Ye Zuo, who was full of blood and demons and resurrected on the spot, began to run lively across the ship again. She curiously looked at the "Flying Dutchman" sailing beside her, and quietly pulled a rope over.
Although they watched her sneaking onto the boat, none of the busy skeleton sailors on the boat paid any attention to her.
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"This is the third time we have agreed in our contract. After this time, our contract will be over." Peter Brad, the captain of the Barbados, said to Cheng Yuyue and Ye Zi. He cautiously stayed away from Lu Dabu who was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, but Lu Dabu looked at the sea and showed no reaction to what he said.
Cheng Yuyue and Ye Zi nodded as if they didn't care, and didn't make any move to stay.
Peter Blood looked at the two of them in surprise, and swallowed his next words, "Happy cooperation."
“A pleasure to work with.”
Peter Blood left with a smile, high-fiving his former subordinates.
Zhuo Xiaoji stood a little further away, silently holding his musket. She raised her head and happened to see the cold light flashing in Lu Dabu's eyes, and couldn't help but shudder.
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The fleet was sailing on a clear sea, and the "Flying Dutchman" suddenly sank slowly and dived underwater. Everyone vaguely heard a female shouting, but... no one cared.
Because right in front of the fleet, the target has appeared! ——The seat of the French Governor, the Caribbean Governor's Port, and Port-au-Prince are gradually revealing themselves in the sunset.
The sun dyed the entire harbor red like blood.
