Sea War 1

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         Let me tell you a story of a spanish man called Vasquez, five foot three he stood, arms apart like he was the commander of the navy in battle, ooh he is ,, its the 17th century and british soldiers are closing in with their ships shooting every fireball they have in their arsenal at the spanish ships along the veruga bay. Three hills between us echos the battle, the skies being decorated by fireballs coming from two ends, some lock mid air and what a spectacular view it is, but the ones that get their target leaves cries of pain and shock of blood. All this because of control, something you feel denied can move you to such extreme. Well men had vowed to fight till its attained some know real reason why and some dont but people like me are just here to learn and record this history. Yes its a story and an interesting one. Am the editor in this ship as I write this account. Having stayed with the navy for seven months now I have written a  lot and recorded much as I have gained.

           Jake, is what everyone in the sea and offshore knew me as

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           Jake, is what everyone in the sea and offshore knew me as. No military training in me by then so I hid myself in the lower deck of the ship I was in, The Night Hawk
On top I could here the commander giving instructions
'Mee..n ,guns at the ready Fire! Fire!Fire!'
I swayed from end to end for almost the whole evening trying to steal glances through cracks in the ship, that part of the ship never received any fireball blows as I had learnt.

The sun was setting when I heard loud shouts from upper deck. I crawled from where I was to listen better but I could not hear well because of the noise lower deck. As I took the stairs, I heard men joyfully screaming, the british soldiers ships were retreating and I thought Ooh we had won the fight despite the damages, two ships were no where to be seen and some were burning as we watched but men were evacuating and some were helping put out the fires.
Vasquez was restless. I could see his lips move but no words reached my ears. My mind was lost with the sight of the horror that lay all over. The sea was littered with burning ships parts, the british had received a huge blow too.

On the ship were two men who had been severly hurt by the ship guard board when it was hit by a fireball and hit them working at their guns

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On the ship were two men who had been severly hurt by the ship guard board when it was hit by a fireball and hit them working at their guns.
Too much blood was oozing from one of the mens jaw and one man took a cloth and wiped the blood and wrapped the man's jaw winding twice around his upper neck.

The bay had been our shield and defender for the past seven months sending just a few to combat at the raging sea between the waring nations.
But today the fight was fierce and much lose and damages was recorded. At the shore I gathered my usual material a faded brown bag inside carrying scrolls, plain white paper almost turning brown, wooden ink bottle and some six ostrich feathers.
Five foot three seven I stood on my only leather brown laced boot, navy blue black patched upron well fitted. Funny enough as an editor, my brother Vasquez the leader of this whole lot had allowed me to wear navy regalia while at work and I had enjoyed it alot the time I was there.
It was around mid morning when I had finished recording damages at The Owls Eye,, now the only ship that I remained with was the biggest of all ships and had the largest arsenal and had a total of a hundred and forty one guns at its display, seventy guns on each side and had a bigger one at the fore end of the ship that we called The Nose. This is the ship Vasquez always sailed on and it was a surprise to men when he took The Night Hawk.

I heard men at the shore say that The nose might have been destroyed and because no man was supposed to leave his ship until recording was complete, no man had left The Knights Fire since last night

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I heard men at the shore say that The nose might have been destroyed and because no man was supposed to leave his ship until recording was complete, no man had left The Knights Fire since last night. I took a small boat at the shore and wade my way through to where the Knight was. It was always docked far as a defence mechanism and because its lower deck is very huge it would crush if it came close to the shore. It was a huge ship carrying a minimum of three hundred men and its arsenal as twise as all the other ships could hold.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 12, 2020 ⏰

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