From the mouth of the sailors who were fishing out of the sea, Drake learned that he had just ambushed an Italian fleet. They came here because they got information about the wreck that might be around here, but the minions couldn't explain clearly where the specific information came from.

Drake's regret was wrong, it should be so annoyed that he was going crazy!

The other party just wanted to lean over and ask himself if he came for the shipwreck.

If possible, the Italians wanted to join forces with themselves to salvage the wrecked ship, and with their status as a sea mercenary who has always been relatively low-key, they probably wouldn't have asked for too much price.

You can be friends! You don’t have to cause these troubles!

Drake was so regretful that he almost wanted to vomit blood. He grabbed the Italian sailor standing beside him and shouted at him: "Why don't you signal? Why don't you have any warnings in advance!"

The sailor was so scared that he trembled and said something in Italian.

The sailor next to him immediately translated: "I...we got the signal, but we changed three signal lights in a row, but for some reason they all broke! After changing the flag, we couldn't see clearly at night! When we reached the distance where we could speak Chinese, we had been bombarded by you!"

Hearing this, Drake closed his eyes in pain.

This time, my fleet suffered little losses, but he inexplicably made enemies with the Italians!

In the current subtle environment around the UK, any friend is worth cherishing, and any neutral person should strive for it with all his might!

But I...who should I blame?

Who leaked the news about the shipwreck?

Drake angrily beat the ship's side. He gritted his teeth and glanced at the Italian fleet that was gradually moving away, and felt a sense of silence!

No matter what! We must take the shipwreck and find the secret treasure!

As long as you find this money, even if Italy really comes to seek punishment, I will not be afraid at all!

Thinking of this, Drake waved his hand and took the Italian sailors down.

The first mate's arm was scratched by a stray bullet. He bandaged the wound just now and came to Drake with a look of fatigue.

"Captain, what should we do now?" the chief mate asked in a muffled voice.

Drake glanced at him, then looked at the sailors who were cleaning up on the deck, gritted his teeth slightly, and asked in a deep voice: "How far is we from the destination of the original route?"

The first mate thought about it and replied: "In addition to the wind direction and ocean currents, we also traveled a considerable distance in order to avoid shells in the battle. According to the pilot's measurement, our distance from our original destination should be six or seven nautical miles! But..."

Drake was a little angry. You are still keeping it at this moment? You can say anything directly!

"It's just something? Do you want me to ask?" His voice naturally brought displeasure, or coldness.

The adjutant had been following Drake for nearly twenty years. Seeing the old guy's face, he knew that his mood was extremely bad, so he did not dare to delay and immediately expressed his thoughts.

"Captain, because our course deviates, the fleet has reached a position we didn't want to get close to at all. It is said that Columbus was lost in the sea back then. It is said that it is very strange. Ordinary fleets are not willing to get close to it at all!"

The first mate's voice had already been filled with tremolo. I guess he had already had a lot of goose bumps on his neck while he was talking!

Drake had heard of this statement, but he didn't want to delay his progress for this reason, so he asked unhappily: "Is what you said based on? Lost? Why is he lost? Does he have no navigation compass?"

Unexpectedly, the first mate did not retreat again this time. He said with a little heartbroken, "It is said that there are siren in this sea area! They will destroy the instrument of the sea ship!"

"Nonsense!" Drake shouted angrily: "Where is the sirens? I will send my order immediately and drive to the destination! We must find the wreck at all costs and as fast as possible!"

This is the death order. The first mate wanted to say something. He whispered twice, but stopped again. He nodded and turned around to pass the order.

Drake looked at the back of the first mate and suddenly felt a little reluctant. This old friend of his has been with him for so long, and this is the first time he has spoken to him with such an attitude.

But even he himself couldn't explain why he felt so manic and angry from the bottom of his heart.

The fleet began to turn around and head towards its original destination.

What bizarre and weird thing? It’s just people who scare themselves!

Drake thought, but before he knew it, the sea suddenly foggy!

The fog filled the air, and the vision became blurry. By the time Drake realized, he could hardly see anything clearly!

"Lower the boat! Keep the distance!" Drake shouted to the first mate.

What made him desperate was that no one on the entire boat responded to him!

"Where are people? Where have they all gone?" Drake shouted, but felt as if he had fallen into a world in a dream!

In this world, I am the only one, and the whole boat is empty, like a ghost ship, rowing aimlessly forward!

Yes! Ghost Ship!

This terrible name flashed through Drake's heart, but he saw that he was in such a situation!

He drew out his sword and slashed everywhere! The sword "dang" slashed on the handrail of the ship's side, splashing dazzling sparks, and the tiger's mouth was shocked and hurt!

This is not a dream! But...what is going on?

Is the legendary illusion real? People say that there are human-eating sirens in the Bermuda Triangle. They will suck human souls and make people pass away quietly without pain and pain!

Are these all true?

A strong sense of fear suddenly arose in Drake's heart! That fear and confusion about the unknown made his body soar in adrenaline!

He waved the sword in his hand desperately and shouted loudly: "You come out! Come out! I'm not afraid of you! Come out! I want to duel with you!"

Drake raised all the courage in his heart, trying to find the demon who was hiding in the dark and quietly attacking his soul.

But as time passed by minute by minute, he still found nothing.

"Dang!" The sword in Drake's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

He had fought at sea for decades and had seen any strange situations, but he thought that today, even though he knew that the situation was wrong, he could not find a solution at all. This was the first time for him to feel such a distress!

The first time in life!

He was almost desperate, but no matter how he motivated himself, he still couldn't get himself out of this terrible dream!

What's wrong with me?

Drake kept asking himself in his heart.

Just as he was almost screaming out in anger, his eyes suddenly lit up and he suddenly woke up!

"Captain! You are finally awake!" A voice came from his ears, making Drake feel both strange and familiar.

He turned his head blankly at the man, his eyes began to blur, and slowly saw clearly that this man... was his first mate!

Immediately, Drake heard the fierce bombardment of artillery fire in his ears!

Did you get into another dream?

Drake looked up at the sun hanging directly above his head, and asked the first mate in a daze: "I haven't woken up yet? What's going on?"

The first mate was obviously sweating all over his head. He roared at Drake loudly: "Captain! You were hit on the head by the fallen mast! We were mixed up! Our position was exposed again! This time we called the real Spaniard! They were also looking for the shipwreck! We started to exchange fire when we met!"

The first mate's voice was filled with indescribable pain and anger! If he caught the person who leaked the secret, he would definitely tear the damn bug into pieces!

No matter who he is!

But the most important thing at the moment is to deal with the Spanish's fierce attack!

Drake knew that he had no time to continue lying down, and suddenly stood up from the ground, and a strong dizziness almost knocked him down on the spot!

"Be careful!" The first mate realized his abnormality and rushed back to help him. Drake then stood firm with the strength of the first mate and looked at the enemy ship not far away with full force!

This is a Spanish fleet that can be called a large fleet, with at least twenty ships in number! It seems that the Spanish have really made up their minds to grab the wreck, and they are already desperate!

"Attack! Attack! You must never let them break through the defense line!" Drake shouted loudly to everyone on the ship!

What is left of him at this time? Apart from fighting, he can only let other things go backwards!

He knew very well that if he was approached by the Spanish fleet, he would be left with only one way to perish! But that was definitely not his own destination!

Drake roared and directed his men to hit the stormy shells at the Spanish fleet that rushed towards him. In his heart, this battle was absolutely unsuccessful and he would succeed!

At this time, both sides were absolutely jealous of the legendary shipwreck. The Spaniards rushed to the British side regardless of the situation, while the British tried desperately to stop them!

In this battle, neither side actually had a way out.

If the British win, the British will get a lot of money and make their fleet even more arrogant, so the Spanish will definitely not agree.

But if the Spaniards win, they will also have an unexpected huge income, narrowing the gap with the British fleet, and the British will definitely not agree!

So in the final analysis, this battle seems to be fighting for the shipwreck in front of you, but in fact it is fighting for the fate of the two countries behind all this!

This is a battle that no one can afford to lose! So, we can only move forward!

"Charge! Charge!"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

On the sea surface of the Bermuda Triangle, the two sides in the battle collided together without any tricks, causing layers of heart-wrenching sparks!
Chapter completed!