At 4 o'clock in the morning, the icebreaker disguised as a cargo ship sailed smoothly on the Barrow River. After a night of sailing, it had approached the mouth of the sea.
In the captain's room, Ma Wei sat at the table, holding a quill pen and dipping it in some ink. The tip of the pen quickly crossed the paper, leaving traces of lines.
He is refining the "Book of Truth". If he had piled some theoretical concepts in his teachings before, now he will describe them in simpler and easier-to-understand words.
Except for him, who is the original author, I am afraid that no one in the world can better understand the core of the ideas that "The Book of Truth" wants to express.
This task belongs to him.
Yunia stretched out one foot from the quilt, lying on the bed in a wide shape, turning over after a while, obviously still unable to adapt to the life of sailing on the ship.
Xiao Hei was lying on the bedside, sleeping soundly, while Fat Orange was squatting by the window sill and looking at the starry night sky. The room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of rustling brushstrokes.
"Are you not sleeping?"
A few minutes later, Fat Orange jumped up on the table and yawned: "I'm almost sleepy."
"Can't sleep."
The quill was inserted back into the ink bottle. Ma Wei leaned back, rubbed his sour eyes, took a sip of the cold black tea and said, "Isn't it very quiet?"
"Fortunately, I can hear the sound coming from the computer room."
The captain's cabin is well soundproofed. If you don't open the windows, you can basically hear no noise. But for cats whose hearing is three times that of humans, the noise from the steam engine room seems a bit noisy.
"How did you pass the boredom when you were sailing in the past?"
The thought of drifting on a boat for months, a year or even longer makes Fat Orange a little unbearable. It is not a homely cat and likes to go out for a walk.
"Let's play cards and drink." Ma Wei leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to meditate: "No matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be a day when you get tired of it. You will be very excited at the beginning of the voyage, but gradually you will get bored. There is no point in being bored. They can only endure it silently, so when the ship docks, the crew will vent their revenge, either gambling or whoring, and basically can't save any money."
"Is this how you came here too?"
"Please, I am the deputy commander. Which deputy commander have you seen take the lead in gambling and prostitution?" Ma Wei hummed: "We have to take care of the face of the Royal Navy and do as little as possible in some things."
"So you still did it?"
"I'm not a good person to begin with. I used to love drinking rum the most, and I was often drunk. It's not an exaggeration to say that I was an alcoholic." Ma Wei opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling of the captain's cabin and said, "Until that day when I was ambushed. , I never drank again.”
"Was that the Battle of Perea?"
"Yeah... Crowley and I were both drunk that day. You would be excited if you grabbed enough gold and silver to pile up a mountain of treasures, but that night was the only time we relaxed..." Ma Wei He said quietly: "Of the 1,225 Royal Navy elites, only 139 survived in the end. Although we were full of evil, it is not an exaggeration to say that we deserved to die, but... we are just so unwilling."
Fat Orange stared at him and said after a while: "You still won, even without any precautions."
"The Royal Navy of the Kingdom of Windsor is the world's top navy. We are equipped with the latest weapons at the time, and the ships we ride on are also made of steel. Why should we lose?" Ma Wei took a deep breath: "Everyone in the world thinks we won. We are heroes, but we are the only ones who think we have lost. What makes us most angry is that King Rhodes IV only paid a meager pension to our dead companions. Even before the execution, he did not receive the news. Willing to pay the ransom and admit that we are privateers with royal permission."
"So this is why you intend to launch a revolution..." Fat Orange suddenly realized.
It had never heard Ma Wei mention the Battle of Perea before. Ma Wei was silent about it and did not want to tell the story at that time. It seemed that it was an indelible stain on his service career.
Now...
Fat Orange finally understood the reason.
"If I were allowed to go back to that moment, we would definitely be able to defeat the enemy fleet." Ma Wei shook his head: "Forget it, what are you talking about? The past is in the past. How can there be any regrets in the world?"
Winter winter winter!
Winter winter winter!
Suddenly, someone knocked hard on the captain's cabin door. Yunia, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly sat up, her eyes full of confusion, and there were traces of drool dripping from the corner of her half-open mouth.
"Is the cake baked?" she asked blurtly.
"No, no, we have to wait a while..." Ma Wei coaxed quickly.
"Oh... then... let me eat some chocolate cookies first..."
With a plop, Yunia fell asleep.
Mawei opened the door, made a silent gesture to Yakov, who looked serious and had messy hair, and who looked like he had just woken up, and closed the door with his backhand.
"What happened?"
"We have arrived at the seaport." Yakov said concisely and clearly: "The lookout on duty saw the Royal Navy ships, and they are approaching us."
"The blockade is very tight..."
Four o'clock in the morning is the darkest hour of the day. It is extremely difficult to detect ships with their lights out on the sea. However, the Royal Navy discovered them immediately. This proves that there are no loopholes in the sea blockade. The other side is ready and will not refuse at any time. Let your guard down.
Without hesitation, Ma Wei directly pulled up Laiwen, who had just fallen asleep next door, and asked him to disguise the crew members one by one to avoid being discovered that the crew members were East Slavs.
Dino also got up. He walked out of the room and put on an expensive handmade suit. His hair was meticulously combed and shiny.
Ma Wei was not idle either. He took out a captain's hat and put it on his head, put on his coat and came to the deck.
Under the quiet night sky, two tall battleships approached the icebreaker. One on the left and one on the right. The dark gun barrels on the side of the ship were aimed at Ma Wei and others. Then a grappling hook baffle was buckled on the side of the ship. Several soldiers held rifles. Under the leadership of the chief, we boarded the icebreaker.
The naval lieutenant with a gold tattoo on his sleeve looked around at the people on the deck, raised the brim of his hat, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is the captain?"
"I am."
Ma Wei stepped forward and asked, "Any questions? Mr. Lieutenant?"
The navy lieutenant gave a perfunctory salute and said: "According to wartime regulations, all merchant ships must obtain a customs pass and are not allowed to go to sea between 1 am and 5 am. You have violated the regulations."
"Sorry sorry..."
Dino came forward with a smile, and skillfully took out a rolled-up document from his arms and handed it to the lieutenant: "I'm so sorry, sir, the river flow is a bit fast today, and it's more than half an hour earlier than the original time to go to sea. We have no intention of violating the rules and we ask for your forgiveness.”
"A pass issued by the Royal Capital Customs?" The navy lieutenant opened the document and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "If you set out from the Royal Capital, you should not pass through this sea area. What cargo is loaded on the ship? Where is it going?"
"There is no cargo on the ship. We came from the royal capital as a free merchant ship. We just unloaded the goods in Waterford City yesterday. This time we plan to go to the Kingdom of Mysore to buy spices." Dino quickly replied.
The navy lieutenant glanced at him, moved his eyes to the cabin, and waved his hand:
"Go in and check!"
