Kerwin waved his hand to interrupt what his subordinate wanted to say. He began to weigh the pros and cons of whether to continue the attack or retreat to the rear.
Ten Tier 3 ships came to fight. Except for one that was sunk, the remaining nine ships also suffered varying degrees of damage and were rapidly retreating towards the island.
"Boss, let's chase them. There are still a few ships among them that have lost their health. As long as they receive one or two more shots, they will definitely be sunk."
"Yes, let's chase them. If every enemy ship sinks, one will be lost. Even if we take two shots, we will still make a profit."
Not only the members of the original Blood Shark Guild were eager to fight, but also the members of the St. England Guild were also full of thoughts of chasing after them, and they all started to persuade them.
Seeing that the members below were so eager to fight, Kerwin couldn't help but feel a little moved. However, he remembered Wang Hao's instructions before leaving, not to enter the fire range of the coastal defense artillery, and the idea of pursuing was wavered.
"Boss, if you don't chase me, it will be too late."
Will was jumping around anxiously. He could imagine that if he went back like this, that wretched guy would be lucky enough to pick up a head. If he hadn't, he would definitely be laughed to death by that guy, "Boss, let's do this
If I go back, I'm afraid I'll be looked down upon by the guys across from me."
The guy opposite Will's mouth refers to his old rival Fink, but in Kerwin's ears, he thinks of Wang Hao and others behind him. He led the entire elite fleet out, but in the end he only brought the attack weapon.
After sinking an enemy ship, it is inevitable that no one will say weird things when you go back.
"Don't go too deep, form a formation. After sinking the first few ships with low health, start turning around immediately."
Although Wang Hao has always emphasized how powerful the coastal defense artillery is, Kerwin is still skeptical despite having never seen it with his own eyes.
Despite this, he still made some targeted arrangements, such as widening the distance between ships, warning everyone not to go deep into the strike range of coastal defense guns, and planning to sink a few more ships before returning home.
The elite fleet dispersed according to the order, and suddenly moved forward like a wild horse on the loose.
Funk drove his beloved ship and aimed at a battleship with residual health in front of him. After about 5 seconds, he launched a cannon attack.
There were three consecutive gunshots, and his vision was obscured by the smoke from the muzzle.
When the smoke cleared, he saw that the ship in front of him was still safe and sound. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and started loading ammunition.
This ship must be destroyed, Fink said to himself.
Not long ago, he got news that Will had just sunk an enemy warship, and he couldn't be compared.
Although now he can no longer remember the original enmity with Will, but only with the subsequent battles. This seems to have become a habit, integrated into their respective lives, and even if they become teammates now, they cannot erase it.
Except for their competitive spirit.
"boom!"
An unusually loud voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the battlefield.
Fink looked up in surprise and saw a black iron ball flashing past his eyes.
Bang!
This was a louder sound than before, accompanied by sparks and sawdust flying into the sky.
All the players who saw this scene were collectively transformed into stone sculptures, and a second-tier ship full of health was shot dead in front of their eyes.
"Sev...'s boat is more than 500 years old. How could it..." The man's face was filled with an incredible expression.
One shot destroyed more than 500 pieces of durability. In the eyes of current players, this is simply a myth.
"It was hit in a vital part. The damage was doubled. Even so, the damage from the coastal defense artillery was over 200."
Kerwin whispered to himself, and the sequel took a deep breath. He finally knew why Wang Hao did not let them enter the attack range of the coastal defense artillery.
With the current strength of players, being hit by coastal defense artillery will basically lead to death in one or two shots.
"Retreat, exit quickly."
Kerwin's voice seemed a little distorted and out of tune in his extreme regret, and was soon covered up by the sound of more cannons coming towards him.
Water columns the size of washbasins appeared on the sea surface, one after another.
There were also unlucky guys who were hit. Basically, being hit by the shell was like having a layer of shell peeled off, and that layer of defense was like paper.
Several ships that were already dissatisfied were simply destroyed by one shot.
From the perspective of the members of the elite fleet, this is simply a nightmare. Who would have thought that their teammates who were alive before the blink of an eye would instantly turn into a pile of debris.
In this round of attacks alone, 5 ships of the elite fleet were sunk and 4 ships were seriously damaged.
This is also due to the angle problem. Only half of the coastal defense artillery was used in this round of bombardment. Otherwise, the losses of the elite fleet would be even greater.
"Retreat, push out."
Many players were stunned by the fierce round of artillery fire just now. It was not until the sound of retreating could be heard around them that they came to their senses. The expressions on their faces suddenly became very complicated.
Some players also felt pessimistic in their hearts. The enemy's firepower was so powerful, how could they possibly attack this base.
At this time, the French naval fleet that had been hiding was also dispatched. After assisting the injured ships to retreat, they were chasing the elite fleet.
The formation of the elite fleet was already widely spread out, and coupled with the fierce artillery attack just now, everyone tried their best to avoid the attack, but in this way, the formation became even more messy.
Under such circumstances, even if the elite fleet still has a large number of people, it cannot be an opponent of the French naval squadron.
"Retreat, retreat to the predetermined location."
Kerwin roared in great pain. He knew very well that although the coast defense artillery was powerful, its reloading speed was slow. Taking advantage of this time, they could completely withdraw from the attack range of the coast defense artillery, which now posed the greatest threat to them.
It is the French navy in front of me.
The French navy's ships are faster and have lost their formation. The elite fleet has absolutely no power to fight back in front of the opponent. If this continues, it is very likely that they will be killed by the enemy before they can withdraw to the planned location.
"Leave a few people to accompany me after the break, and everyone else should withdraw."
Looking at the old man who had been following him closely, Kerwin gradually calmed down. The main problem now was to minimize the loss as much as possible.
Only by sending some people to cut off the rear and delay the French navy for a period of time can others be given a chance to escape.
As the commander of this battle, Kerwin must take responsibility for the mistakes he made. This is what he really thinks at the moment.
The dozen or so ships around are the real backbone of the Blood Shark Guild. Even in the most chaotic moments, they have always been with Kerwin, and they are the only team that retains its organizational structure.
"Hey, how can I ask you, boss, to cut off the queen? Our brothers are not dead yet!"
"Isn't it just a small loss from the NPC? It's not a big deal. Let's go back and clean it up. Let's just kill it and regain the situation."
"I……"
Hearing the comfort from the brothers below, Kerwin, who always prided himself as an iron man, couldn't help but feel his eyes well up.
"Okay, boss, we know what you want to say. Just cut off the rear. In twenty minutes, we will be a good guy again. Boss, don't forget to reimburse us for the repair costs then."
Seeing the hesitation in Kerwin's eyes, someone broke the news.
"Boss, this is our first time cooperating with people from St. England. If you are killed and no one here is in charge, I'm afraid this operation will really be over."
After hearing this, Kerwin thought about it carefully and realized that this was really the case. Considering the overall situation, he really couldn't die here.
"Brothers, take care."
Kerwin was not a mother-in-law person. Now that he realized that there was a reason why he could not die here, he arranged for a few other old brothers to cut off the rear, and he retreated first, and kept shouting, hoping to be able to get rid of the prisoners.
The disrupted elite team was reorganized.
Watching seven or eight ships lined up in a straight line, they rushed toward the rapidly approaching French navy.
Kerwin resisted the idea of turning the ship around and shouted the order to return to the team.
I have to say that this trick is still somewhat effective.
After hearing that familiar voice, many players who were running around like flies seemed to have found their backbone and quickly returned to that person's command.
They are the elite members of both families. They were just too panicked just now. When they calmed down, they couldn't help but blush because of their performance just now.
Members returned to the team one after another, and the retreat continued.
Originally their plan was to fake defeat and lure the enemy out, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a real defeat this time.
This makes many players feel frustrated.
After the French fleet destroyed the ship in the rear, it didn't take long for them to gradually catch up.
This made Kerwin feel relieved and relieved at the same time. Although the loss was a bit big, at least they had completed their planned plan.
If you maintain this speed and wait for another minute or two, the French navy behind you will not be able to escape even if you want to.
But at this moment, the French navy actually stopped pursuing and began to turn around.
Seeing this scene, Kerwin felt the urge to vomit blood. I worked so hard to bring you all this far, and when I saw that the harvest was about to come, you actually ran away?
"Catch up and entangle them."
While issuing orders, he sent people back to report, hoping to get help from the main fleet.
The strange thing is that this French naval squadron seems to have seen through the opponent's conspiracy, and even if it is trying to take a few more shots, it will start to retreat.
At this time, the outflanking manpower dispatched by the Holy Blood Fleet had not yet arrived, and the speed of Kerwin and others' ships could not match that of the French navy, so they could only watch their opponents slip away from their eyes.
A few minutes later, Kerwin came to Wang Hao with some shame, "The mission failed, I..." (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
