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    Frowning slightly, the gold medal marksman felt the pressure.  The usual routine skills on sea ships can be tempered and handy, but I really don't have any memories of the stormy executive routine, so the pressure is naturally a bit harsh.

    Although the "Mingyuemen" ship is very large, it is easy to aim and shoot, but if it only locks on the general position of the hull, in this kind of weather, it may be difficult to attract the attention of the people on board, even if it is a glimpse.

    However, if it is a tall log mast with a three-masted sail, it can attract the attention of most people on the ship, at least the helmsman who is watching the sea ahead can always pay attention.

    There is another advantage of choosing a tall log mast, that is, there is no need to consider the up and down deviation of the range and misalignment, and only need to worry about swinging from side to side.

    Therefore, the gold medal marksman aimed at the target of the super steel minion, moved slowly to search, and then locked on it tightly

    Both hands are tightly holding the super strong steel bar on the wooden support platform, and the index finger of the right hand has already lightly touched the hook, and it is only waiting for the water to come and go.

    The sea distance between the two ships, based on the principle of the size of the lens image, should be within a thousand miles, far within the range of the super-strong steel gun, no problem.

    The direction of the wind is at the second quarter of east-southeast, and it took me a long time to feel it vaguely but then definitely.

    The wind, because it is only a storm-level storm, is also a strong wind, but it has become weaker.  However, this kind of weak and strong wind is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and sometimes the whirlwind turns, it is really difficult to predict the trajectory of a certain period of time a bit, very difficult.

    He then blended the distance of the log mast on the opponent's ship imaged in the lens with the wind direction and wind force, carefully and patiently trying to clearly and determine an arrow trajectory.

    The trajectory of the arrow path must also take into account the weight of the fine steel of the arrow itself, and perhaps the impact of the possible huge waves in the middle?  In short, the trajectory of the arrow path is not a straight shot, but many factors must be considered in order to fulfill the prestige of a gold medal marksman.

    The gold medal sharpshooter is under a lot of psychological pressure at this time, he can't act carelessly, there are already dense microbeads of sweat on his squinted face, but he still stands still, even with his fingers waiting to be hooked.  The fingers are also fixed and ready to move.

    The edge of the cabin is still a bit stuffy, coupled with the psychological pressure, he is already slightly sweaty.  However, his psychological quality is very good, he is not flustered in the face of panic, and his mind is calm. Only in this way can he best display his inner potential and prevent others from spreading gossip and gossip.

    The tiny beads of sweat on his forehead finally gathered into drops due to the forceful follow-up. Just as he slid down his forehead from the side, his eyebrows passed through his eye sockets, and entered his eyelids. He opened his eyes wetly. He was completely absorbed in it but didn't notice it, but suddenly felt a dryness in his right eye  The pain was felt suddenly.

    Blinked quickly, and let go of the wooden frame support, stepped back a little, quickly wiped the sweat from eyes with one hand on the sleeve, and wiped his forehead, half of the sleeve was already wet.

    Blinked a few times in succession to the still aching right eye, and after the discomfort was relieved, under the slightly surprised gazes of the people around him, he aimed and locked his heart again

    "Renbo" and the others had just had dinner not long ago. All the food was told to "Renbo" to order the sailors to go ashore and go to the street to purchase all the food when Miss Qingyi and the others went ashore to search. Although it was also in a hurry, it was better than dry food.

    Now he wants to take advantage of the stormy weather to catch up with the large commercial passenger ship that is not too far ahead, and far ahead. I don't know where, when will he be able to quickly collide with another commercial passenger ship on the previous flight?  Transport large passenger ships.

    However, if you want to overtake a ship of the same size in front, you must be far away from the left or right channel.

    ?Because it was a stormy sea with strong winds and waves, if you are not familiar with maritime affairs and the same sailing distance is not far from the ship, it is very likely that the two ships will collide or be entangled and cause shipwreck.

    However, "Renbo" spent most of his life navigating in the Neijiang River, but rarely in command of the Outer Seas.

    At this time, the left side of the super-navigation is the dark and blurred black line coast, and the possible jetties, hidden reefs, and high seas are all potential unknown dangers.

    However, if you turn to the right, you will see the boundless East China Sea. Although the dark sea still hides possible dangers, it is better than the many higher-level thoughts of danger when sailing left.

    For the sake of safety and careful consideration, "Renbo" still steered the right lane without hesitation.

    Oh, by the way, the young man from the "Mingyue Gate" who fell asleep in the bilge by himself, I don't know what's going on now, has he had dinner yet?  "Renbo" wished silently in his heart, but his muddy but shining eyes were staring atThe sea ahead, in case of unexpected events.

    If you don't do it yourself for maritime affairs in this kind of weather, you will really feel uneasy.  Although I couldn't sleep well last night, I was still in good spirits. After all, I had a heavy responsibility.

    No, at this time, the helm of the helm can only be controlled with the strong support of a sailor, which may also be related to my old age and frailty.  "Renbo" smiled slightly, as if to laugh at himself.

    At this time, an interesting picture is about to be formed - according to their respective speed channels, commercial large passenger ships, "Mingyuemen" large clipper ships, "Xiaoyao Island" medium-sized clipper ships and large clipper ships will all evolve into  A straight line

    Nangong Mingfeng had just stepped onto the bilge, and when he turned to the kitchen at the stern, he discovered why the door, which was always closed no matter when he came in or out, was mostly open.  Is it someone's negligence or deliberate?

    Logically speaking, if the galley area on a passenger ship is not for relevant personnel or people familiar with it, it would not be so easy to open it. Did something happen?

    The figure of a chef who happened to pass by the door dispelled his initial suspicion that he was worrying too much.

    Smiling slightly, and only a few steps away, he came to the kitchen door. Out of concerns and etiquette, Nangong Mingfeng still reached out and knocked on the door a few times, with a soft and rhythmic voice.

    "Excuse me, and" "Oh, I'm missing you, come in quickly, 'Renbo' has already ordered, and I also want to wait a while to send it down," said a cook who happened to be clearing the dishes by the door.  He raised his head and saw him, and greeted him warmly.

    He knew Nangong Mingfeng. Not long ago, when Nangong Mingfeng fell on the boat, he was by his side, almost looking at each other, that's all.

    Nangong Mingfeng also recognized him, but he didn't know who the "Renbo" he was talking about was?  But no matter what, while being thankful, he was still thankful that he still had dinner in reserve, otherwise, he smiled wryly with regret.

    Can the kitchen come in at will?  I don't seem to be a related or familiar person, do I?  how¡­¡­

    Let's get dinner and leave quickly, so as not to provoke criticism and embarrass each other.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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