My Italian

The noon sun shines in the room, and Leifer is burying his head and writing seriously. There is no other sound in the room except the sound of rustling writing. Outside the window, the mighty and domineering warships of the Port of Taranto stood, and the sound of the whistle came from time to time, making some other sounds in the silent room.

"Leifer, are you there?"

Suddenly a voice came from outside the door, pulling Lefer back immediately.

The voice Lefer was too familiar, he replied immediately. "Gomes, I'm here."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door, and sure enough, it was Gomes standing outside the door.

"Long time no see, old friend."

Gomes stepped into the room and patted his old friend Lefer on the shoulder, expressing his joy.

"Gomes, why do you come to me when you are free?"

Hearing Lefer's question, Gomes shook his head and said. "No way, it's not like you, you can only stay on land without warships. It was originally planned to be the first patrol squadron consisting of three Garibaldi-class ships, but you also know that the rich and powerful Yankee company I bought both of the selenium ships. I want to continue to lead the first patrol squadron, so I can only wait for the completion of the three ships that the shipyard continues to build. I hope the admiral will not take all the battleships this time. It's sold, at least let us get acquainted with it first."

In addition to teasing about his own experience, Gomes suddenly changed the conversation. "But thinking of your battleship No. 1 Squadron, I suddenly feel much more comfortable inside."

Well, Leifer's 1st Battleship Squadron is actually three Turin-class battleships, and the idea of ​​​​the Navy executives at that time was to serve as the new 1st Battleship Squadron Commander after serving in the Genoa-class, but its fate and Gomez is the same. The Americans bought three Genoa-class ships that were about to serve at a high price, so that the first battleship squadron disappeared immediately, so the two were also considered to be sympathetic.

Hearing Gomes' words, Leifer laughed. "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Facing Lefer's question, Gomes looked at him and said casually. "Can't I come and see you? I haven't seen you for so long. I miss you a bit."

"Come on, I still don't know about you, just say something."

Obviously, Leifer doesn't believe that this old friend is just looking at himself, he is a monkey who has become a fine, and no one should be fooled.

"Actually, in addition to coming to see you, I also want to get some first-hand information about the San Diego naval battle. I know you are the commander of the battleship formation, so I want some information about the US Navy."

Unable to hide it, Gomes said his true intentions.

Leifer asked suspiciously. "Why do you want the information of the US Navy? We have compiled the detailed naval battle details into a book before, and the ministry should have sent it to you."

What Lefer said was a routine rule of the Admiralty that Italian warship commanders who participated in naval battles were required to write a battle summary. The Admiralty will organize these battle summaries into a book and send them to other captains and formation commanders who have not experienced it.

As for the Battle of San Diego, the officers who participated in the battle completed the battle summary in half a month, and after they returned, the basic officers were all handbooks, and Gomes must have a copy.

"Actually not... heh, the formation coordination command and combat experience."

Just when Gomes wanted to say something, he was immediately attracted by the topic Lefer put on the table.

"It's just something I wrote blindly."

Leifer, who didn't have time to clean up, immediately defended. However, in the face of this defense, Gomes showed an expression of obvious disbelief.

"Someone said before that the Spanish fleet was able to win, at least half of it was due to you. I also felt that the fighting style of the Spanish fleet was somewhat similar to yours. Now I see your topic and I believe it. In that naval battle, you at least Half the commander. Tell me, Commander Lefer."

Gomez's remarks made Leifer a little dumbfounded. What are these rumors? If this is not clarified, it will not be his credit for defeating the US Navy. This is not good, it will make people mistakenly think that he is a person who likes to take credit, and no one will like this kind of person.

"Gomes, the fleet is commanded by Lieutenant General Sedra, and I only made a few suggestions, but they happened to be adopted by Lieutenant General Sedra."

Leifer's explanation made Gomes even more curious. "Then tell me, what are the suggestions? Don't worry, you don't know how I am, and I will definitely not talk nonsense. Just tell me."

Seeing his friend who looked curious, Leifer thought about it and told him. "Let's talk first, I'll tell you, but don't spread it out."

"Okay, I can guarantee it."

"First of all, I suggested a stopover in Cape Verde, then I suggested the attack on the east coast of the United States, and I suggested returning to Santiago."

Leifer’s words stunned Gomes, because as long as you have a detailed understanding of the process of the Spanish-American War, it is a magic stroke to stay in Cape Verde, and the disappearance of just the right thing makes the Americans suspicious and make mistakes of their own. The subsequent attack on the East Coast was even more exciting, leading the U.S. Navy by the nose.

Unexpectedly, these suggestions were actually given by his friends, which really made Gomes emotional and didn't know what to say. Sedra, known as a famous Spanish general, actually has more than half of the credits from his friends.

After satisfying his friend's curiosity, Lefer asked him. "You asked me for more detailed information, do you want to write a report?"

"Yes~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I want to write a report on the maritime power of the Americas, so I want to ask you for information, but I didn't expect you to write it too." Speaking of which, Gomes had a flash of inspiration and immediately spoke. road. "Are you going to be a teacher at the Naval Academy in Livorno too?"

It is nothing more than Gomes to ask this, because there is an unwritten rule in the Navy that if a colonel wants to be promoted, he must go to teach for two years before he can be promoted.

In fact, this regulation is also for those experienced navy captains to learn more theoretical knowledge and understand the latest naval developments and technologies of various countries. After all, there is still a big difference between a school-level officer and a general, and you need to study hard.

Facing the friend's question, Leifer replied. "Yes, I was told to go to Livorno as a teacher."

"That's it, I'm sure I won't be alone in Leghorn."

Seeing that his friends need to go to Livorno to teach as much as himself, Gomes was overjoyed.

"In that case, how about a drink to the one I suggested to celebrate that we go to teach together?"

"not so good."