Plymouth Harbour, UK.

Jack squatted on the dock, waiting to be selected.

Not long ago, the Truchen Empire launched a fierce attack on the pirates in the Sulu Islands of the Philippines, almost wiped out the pirates from all over the country there, and only a few escaped in small boats before the war began.

Jack, a Plymouth man, was one of them. Jack's boat was unfortunately encountered a storm when he rushed into the sea in the northern part of Borneo Island. The storm overturned on the spot, and Jack fell into the sea again.

Fortunately, Borneo Island is the British sphere of influence, and he was rescued by a large sailing warship.

If it were decades ago, even if pirates like him were rescued, they would be sent to the UK for trial, but things have changed recently.

"You are lucky. Our country has recently started reissueing privateing permits. After you return to your hometown, you can wait for the call at your hometown port"

So he returned to Plymouth.

He had no relatives in his hometown. He could not wait to arrive at the dock that was recruiting people as soon as he got off the boat. However, it seemed that he had many competitors, and almost hundreds of people were waiting for recruitment at the huge Plymouth dock.

Most sailors came here from all over the world after hearing the same news. The pirate career looks glorious, but in fact they know their own affairs. If they have the opportunity to be whitewashed, they will obviously not miss it.

Sailors or pirates from their teens to their sixties, all of them were torn clothes and undressed. Although people from all over Europe did not like to take a bath at this time, at least they looked neat on the surface. In comparison, this huge group attracted much attention.

This is the designated squat location for the "return" sailors or pirates. Plymouth City Hall sent them a piece of black and hard bread every day, and there were fully armed soldiers guarding them. Although the privateer permit was issued again, these people still needed close attention.

Jack swept everyone with his eyes wide open, and his heart was temporarily at ease.

Compared to others, he was now thirty years old, a sailor or pirate who was very young and strong. Moreover, he was usually more careful about his edges. Although he was also ragged, he still looked very neat.

He has curly black hair and a thin face. At first glance, he is still quite handsome.

According to the information he inquired, each privateer permit was issued, which was similar to that of decades ago. The property robbed by the privateer must be auctioned at Plymouth Port, 20% of which must be handed over to the Royal Navy, 20% will be paid to the local town hall, and the rest will be from the pirates.

Of course, these are not the main reasons why pirates are willing to join privateers.

Re-registering their nationality and allowing them to purchase designated real estate is the most important thing. The designated real estate and land are obviously not in the UK, but in overseas colonies. However, having nationality in hand is always much better than a pirate career that is wandering around and scared all day long.

The land and property distributed to Plymouth Pirates are in the British colonies of the Caribbean, Jamaica and the Windward Islands, and it seems that the focus of Plymouth privateers is on the Caribbean.

This is exactly what Jack hopes for.

Of course, these pirates are not qualified to take their ships to obtain a license. The captain and main crew are all local seamen or navy personnel.

In the past few days, Jack heard that a considerable number of young naval officers or retired officers have joined this ranks.

"What the hell do they want to do?"

Jack was a little curious and excited.

In any case, they must be selected, otherwise they can only come back wherever they come from, and they will not be left behind in the local area.

Just as I was thinking, a few people came from afar, all dressed in the Royal Navy, some of whom were old and young, and some were on crutches. It seemed that the privateer's wealth was quite touching.

These people all showed contempt when they came to the pirates. They obviously all had entourages, all of whom were 14 or 15 years old, most of whom were interns of the Royal Navy. At this moment, these interns got into the crowd to choose.

Jack squatted in the front and was immediately attracted by an intern.

The interns held a stack of paper in their hands, most of whom were the personal identities reported by the pirates to the City Hall Police Department. The police checked their information in the past few days before handing it over to the Royal Navy.

It can be seen that some people are not from Plymouth, so they were naturally seen through on the spot. They were all detained as criminals, and most of them must have been taken to Australia.

The rest are locals or people from all Devon, who have truly obtained the qualification to be selected.

Jack was taken to a young naval officer by a boy. The man was about twenty years old and had a calm face. He didn't dislike Jack too much, but he still asked Jack again about the content on the paper.

"Have you been in the Caribbean?"

“Yes”

"Why did you run to the Far East again?"

"Your Excellency, my ship was defeated by Katarina and had to go into exile in the Far East"

Katarina is the female pirate who dominates the Caribbean and is famous throughout Europe.

"Who was your captain at that time?"

"Red Bearded Scarlo"

Redbeard is a British pirate who is well-known in the Caribbean. He was defeated by Catalina's fleet in a naval battle between pirates. It is said that the cannons on Catalina's ship hit the powder barrel on Scarlo's ship, which caused a death toll on the spot. Almost all the people on Scarlo's ship were dead.

The young man obviously did not have the information of all the personnel on Scarlo's ship, and he could not get this information. He had no other choice but to believe Jack.

However, his inquiry continues.

"What then?"

"Later, I was rescued by a Spanish slave ship. I knew some Spanish and deceived them and successfully arrived in Africa. At that time, the Portuguese were recruiting sailors in Cape Verde, so I came to the Far East with their ship"

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"Later, I returned to my old business?"

"Ahem, yes, the Portuguese salary is too low..."

The young officer stopped talking. The pirates in the Sulu Islands were supported by Spain, the Netherlands and the United Kingdom, and specifically dealt with the Truchens. The recruitment conditions at that time were simpler, but in fact they were disguised overseas colonial privateer licenses.

The young officer was silent for a moment, "You can use sextant skillfully?"

"Yes, I appear as observers in the Caribbean, Africa, and the Far East"

"We will also use gun glasses and rulers to control artillery?"

“Yes, I studied math in Plymouth five years as a kid”

"I heard that there is only one aunt left in your house?"

"Yes, but I heard she has moved to Scotland..."

For such a situation, it is impossible for neither Plymouth City Hall nor the Royal Navy to check the local area one by one, and this person is indeed a Plymouth native.

There was still some information written on the paper, but the young officer did not ask.

"Jack Sparrow, a native of Plymouth, his father was a small employee of the East India Company. West Bengal was taken away by the Truchens and boarded a ship that returned to the country. Jack was only in his teenage years old and the ship was in danger on the Cape of Good Hope, and then he appeared in the Caribbean Sea."

After the loss of Bangladesh, the whereabouts of all East India Company employees have become a mystery. Some have joined the Truqin team, and some have moved to Mumbai, but a considerable number of people are missing.

However, there is no flaw in saying such as Jack, at least in the opinion of this young officer.

According to the information provided by the Royal Navy, due to the booming business of African slave ships and the profits are amazing, many East India Company sailors joined various slave ships there. The slave ships are doing business in Africa-America, which is itself a semi-trafficking business. This is also acquiesced by European countries, and some of them join the ranks of pirates.

After a while, the young officer stretched out his right hand.

"Nelson, I will be your captain from now on"

The selection of personnel was soon over, but now they cannot go to the boat immediately and must continue to stay at the dock. When they are on board, they need to work hard to carry large and small bags and wait for the ship to start.

The hundreds of people on the shore were quickly divided into two piles, one of which was naturally selected sailors, and the other was ready to be exiled to Australia.

The soldiers of Plymouth continued to watch over them, and Jack's captain Nelson left, and soon night fell. Although it was already summer, the night was only a dozen degrees in Plymouth, and the pirates were curled up on the docks in broken blankets.

It can be seen that the people who were about to be exiled to Australia looked at Jack and other people with bad eyes. However, their situation was quite good. Although they were "exiled" to Australia, when they arrived there, they were still British people recognized by the British Empire. They were nothing more than staying in Australia and they could not leave.

Among the people, there was a fat man in his fifties, with long and messy hair and freckled face. Although he was curled up in the crowd, his eyes never left Jack.

About a company of soldiers stared at these people. The bayonet of the flintlock rifle in their hands had been installed. It could be seen that they were quite impatient and nervous.

However, the former pirates who looked like officers left and became unscrupulous. Some took out hidden bottles of wine from their arms and drank them in big gulps of black bread. Some gathered together to gamble, shouting, and not taking these soldiers seriously at all.

The fat man took a big sip, then held the bottle in the air and shook it vigorously. Seeing that he could not pour out a little more wine from it, he was reluctant to put it back in his arms - he was drinking obviously bulk wine.

His big face became redder and he kept burping. After he hesitating for a moment, he stood up.

He walked straight to Jack's crowd, and his arrival aroused the dissatisfaction, ridicule and insults from the crowd.

The fat man was unmoved, and saw him leaning closer to Jack's ear and whispering: "Take me away, otherwise I will tell the truth"

Jack looked normal, and he replied, "What are you talking about?"

The fat man continued, "I know everyone on the Red Bearded Boat, but I have never seen you!"

Jack smiled and said, "So what?"

The fat man said viciously: "If I told the officer, you would be exiled to Australia like us, and maybe you will be tried. Maybe you are a spy"

Jack's body seemed to move, "So what if that's the case? What's the ability to take you away?"

"When they come to bring people up tomorrow, they will tell them that I am a living map of the Caribbean. I will make a living there at the age of fifteen. I am familiar with every small island there. I know the wind direction and the waves are higher at any time."

"Why didn't you say it when you were selecting someone just now?"

"They all judge people by their appearance and didn't ask me at all, let alone they said that only people under forty years old"

"Okay, I'll give it a try, but the ugly words are said first, I can only try to pass you a message. I can't help it or not"
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