New Global Mission! The Haitian Outbreak
Alreight Cap, I need an ‘and gettin’ ‘old o’ some medicine. There’s been an outbreak o’ malaria in one o’ me colonies in Haiti, ‘n’ it’s takin’ everyone on t’ island down with it. The Admiralty says they won’t give us a lift… Spewed some bile about ‘em not bein’ declared as officially British - the bastards. Usually, it’d be a lost cause ‘n’ I’d just send a crew round, round up the gold ‘n’ set fire t’ bodies; but word has it, those slimy Spanish’ve managed to get their grubby little ‘ands on a cure. Ransack their ships ‘n’ take it from ‘em lad. Cut their throats, feed ‘em t’ the sharks, do what ye want with ‘em – I don’t care, just remember; owt ye find in the medicine cabinets, is mine. And aye, don’t worry – we’ll pay ye yer dues.