Chapter 333: transaction

The day of the deal is on schedule. In the port area cleared by the squadron, 130,000 Aqam refugees are locked up together, waiting for the unknown terrible fate.
However, it is very unfortunate that the sea is filled with fog on this day, which makes Guk doubt whether the transaction can be smooth, but the messenger is very sure that the transaction will be carried out smoothly.
By noon, the thick fog was still there. Just as Guk's patience was about to run out, a sternship broke through the thick fog and appeared on the coastline.
Behind it was another battleship of similar size, followed by smaller cruisers and destroyers, lined up in a row, and accurately found the location of the port area in the dense fog.
Ohh~~!
The whistle sounded, the captive port staff began to tow the warships to the berth, and Gook also boarded the ship for the first time.
"All made of iron?"
Guk stepped the deck under his feet. Although the floor was covered with wood, he could feel the solid metal underneath.
"Yes."
The messenger waved his arms proudly beside him, chanting:
"Sea monster class battleship, the Turtleback, the main scale waterline is 115.8 meters long, 125 meters long and 23 meters wide, with an average draught of 8.4 meters, a maximum draught of 9.1 meters, a displacement of 14,000 tons, a full-load displacement of 15,200 tons, and normal ventilation The power is 9000 indicated horsepower, 11000 indicated horsepower during high-pressure ventilation, the maximum speed is 17.27 knots, 8 single-head cylindrical boilers are used, the coal storage reserve is 1100 tons, the maximum loading capacity is 1490 tons, and the endurance is 2780 knots/14 knots ."
He talked about so much data, Guck didn't understand one, he was concerned about another issue.
"Such a big iron bump, why not sink?"
"Uh...buoyancy, that's, uh... Maharaja, you can think of it as hollow inside."
"The hollow iron lump can float up, I understand..."
Guk nodded suddenly.
"You are Guck."
A rude voice interrupted the conversation, and the messenger bent down immediately when he heard it, and Gook turned to look.
The skin was pale, and the prince of the red armor, Mori, walked down the control tower mournfully. The huge war sickle rested on his shoulders, and the captain of the despondent captain followed him.
For the first time, Gu Ke smelled a thick smell and rancidity from the other party.
The other party came to stand in front of him. Although he was one-third shorter in height, he still maintained an arrogant attitude.
He took off the battle sickle on his shoulder, and the pestle pointed at Guk on the ground, as if it was a threat.
"I heard that you can play."
"Want to try it."
Guk laughed, showing his mouth full of fangs.
Moliere also smiled, also a bite of fangs.
Then he sniffed his nose, glanced down, and his eyes immediately stuck to the long knife around Guk's waist, revealing unabashed greed and longing in his eyes.
"This is what you got from the gluttonous prince..."
Guk is also looking at this funny guy. To be honest, he hasn’t seen such a presumptuous guy in front of him for a long time, but the more he looks at it, he feels that this human is like a corpse rather than a living person. Although his skin is tight but not Any life should have the luster, and his blood vessels are blue and black.
Suddenly, Moliere held out his hand towards Guk's waist.
"what!"
The next moment, another more powerful big hand strangled his wrist, and within a short time before he had hurriedly waved the war sickle, he suddenly lifted him up and fell back to the ground.
Boom!
It was like a cannonball hitting the deck. In the loud sound of the impact, the debris of the board splashed like shrapnel around. The front deck was shot a big pit.
The messenger and all the blood worshippers present were shocked, and even some sailors had put their weapons in their hands. As a result, the guards pulled out their guns and tomahawks in response, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Don't, don't be impulsive! Lord Moliere, you..."
"I'm fine! Put away the guns!"
Moliere, who had climbed out of the pit, scolded, and all the sailors immediately put away their guns.
He shook his dizzy head and glanced at his left hand, only to find it slumped down on his wrist, obviously the bones inside had been broken.
Mo Lie sneered, squeezing his left wrist with his right hand, and then immediately returned to the original state.
"You can play."
Picking up his war sickle, Moliere finally took another look at Guk, and the demon killer on his waist, and turned to lean against the turret.
"I'll leave it to you later, and I'll be responsible for shipping."
Hearing Molière’s words, the messenger wiped the sweat on his forehead, and secretly rejoiced that things weren’t too much trouble.
To the surprise of the accompanying Liya, Gu Ke did not mean to continue to pursue, he just glanced at his torn belt, and began to dangle around on the boat.
"What kind of gun is this?"
Guk patted the main turret on the front deck, and the messenger immediately came up.
"Master Guk, this is a 342 millimeter rifled gun. It can fire armor-piercing and high-explosive rounds, with 80 rounds of ammunition and a theoretical rate of fire of 1 round in 2 minutes."
Two dark giant guns were connected in parallel on an open turret, without armor protection.
Gouk walked all the way to the stern, and found that there were also two main guns here~EbookFREE.me~ At the same time, there were 10 sub-guns with smaller calibers on the left and right sides. Overall, he did not let him fire at all. Satisfied.
"How can you shoot such a big ship so much? Have you all been hiding!"
"No, no! Grand Master Guk, really no, this... this is how it was designed, because the center of gravity must be considered, or seaworthiness..."
When he heard this, he started talking nonsense again, and Guk quickly waved his hand to shut his mouth.
"I will do it, I know it, I will do it myself later, I have brought it with everyone, how can you take it yourself and find a way."
"of course."
Back on the front deck, the captain walked to the messenger.
"Adult, I don't mean, I just borrowed it... why did it become a gift?"
Hearing his words, the messenger sneered and patted the other person on the shoulder.
"Everything is arranged by our Lord, you just need to follow the command line."
"can……"
He hadn't said that a big hand strangled his neck from behind, and then with a crunch, his head tilted softly to the side.
"Don't talk nonsense with him, the passenger ship is coming soon."
Throwing the captain's body into the sea, Moliere picked his chin towards the distance, and the messenger looked at it, and found that in the gradually fading fog, steamers were slowly approaching.
"Go ahead and arrange, the Navy of New California is already here."
After hearing the message from the other party's mind, the messenger was also tense. He didn't expect that the response from New California would be so rapid. He wanted to come here. The fog was also the handwriting of a seven-ring elder to cover the transaction.
"understand."
As the messenger left in a hurry, Guk also called Mogdzhogen.
"Contact the waste city, and let Jinya roll over quickly."