A blue sea.
A sea-blue painted propeller plane is quietly pressing against the sea, rising and falling with the surging waves, like a drifting wooden board.
The two floating tubes replaced the 20mm cannon, and lying under the plane was like a sled.A deep water bomb with a pressure sensor is tightly attached to the belly of the machine, like a sharp blade hidden under the blue.
There was silence everywhere, with only the sound of tides rolling.
At this moment, Feng Qing, who was lying in the cockpit with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the seat.
Because she used too much force, her forehead almost hit the cockpit. It was a thanks to her seat belt that didn't happen.
With a creaking sound, the silent plane seemed to come back to life.
Almost at the same time, the standard duck voice of the corps commander Mosquito came from the communication channel.
...The fish is caught!
There was a noisy current sound in the communication channel.
The VM screen tied to the thigh also lights up at the same time, and the impact coordinates estimated by friendly positions and relative distances are displayed on the map.
Unhurriedly took out a chocolate from his pocket and threw it into his mouth. Feng Qing skillfully reached out and pushed away the dashboard in the cockpit, and started the aircraft's engine.
The propeller at the nose roared, dragging the light fuselage forward against the waves.
Controlling the speed at the critical point of takeoff, Feng Qing did not rush to pull up the nose of the machine, and gently tapped the beat with the index finger of the joystick.
The continuous sound of tide was overwhelmed by the roar of more surging propellers, and a quiet and peaceful sea suddenly boiled.
Not just one
But there are fifty ones!
W-2/H maritime attack aircraft are like galloping speedboats, closely adhering to the surging sea surface, moving quickly towards the attack coordinates shared by friendly forces...
……
The tide is boiling above the blue waves, and the waves are surging below the blue waves.
The hoarse roaring scream was like a sweeping harpoon, driving away the fish and alien species in front of them. A group of monsters wearing blue scales were tightly attached to the seabed, swimming quickly towards the submarine water supply pipeline on the west side of the circular island.
Behind this group of mutants was a huge sea monster, which looked like a snake or a fish, and was a bit like a prehistoric plesiosaur.
The tail, which is more than ten meters long, has dragon-like scales, and its head protruding outward is like a crocodile's mouth. Its sharp fangs are like blades on a chainsaw, as if it can bite off a small ship in one bite.
Local fishermen call it Laken, taken from a folk song circulated in the southern waters, meaning a giant dragon in the deep sea.
Although according to the law of mental impact, it is difficult for the mind to directly control such aliens with larger brain capacity, mind can be reduced through various means such as drugs.
This is obviously not a difficult task for the church.
They can even turn a survivor of a province into a puppet without a mind, let alone a alien species whose mind is far less than that of humans.
The goal is approaching very quickly.
One of the mutants separated from the cluster, swam forward to the front of all the tribesmen, and took out a palm-sized aluminum thermal bomb from the back.
This thing is also a weapon given to them by the torch.
After activation, it can not only burn underwater, but also burn through steel plates that cost hundreds of millimeters!
The blue-skinned guy twisted his disgusting face and made a clattering laugh, then pressed the button on the bomb, and a countdown of thirty seconds appeared on the screen.
However, at the same time, when it was less than fifty meters away from the submarine water pipeline, a faint wave of water trembling suddenly surged from the side to its side.
Something is approaching quickly towards it.
As soon as he noticed something was wrong, it was about to react when a sharp arrow instantly pierced its waist and pushed it towards the sea with a blunt blasting sound.
The mutant's mouth made a hoarse and dull wail, and a large number of bubbles instantly flooded its entire face and gills hidden in its jaw.
It was out of balance and under great pain, fluttering its hands and feet in the sea, but its hands holding the aluminum thermal bomb forgot to let go.
And at this moment, the thirty-second countdown just ended, and a dazzling white light wrapped around a large area of bubbles, instantly swallowing the guy in.
The slowly blooming fireworks were like mandala flowers blooming on the bottom of the sea. The army of blue-skinned mutants who were thundering from the mountains and tsunamis were instantly stunned by this horrifying scene.
They didn't know what was going on, and their faces were filled with panic expressions, looking around at the source of the attack.
At this moment, not far from them, iron lumps that looked like crabs were quietly lurking on the edge of a seaweed forest, and thick and long cannon barrels were aimed at them from afar.
If the imperial army was here, this scene would definitely be familiar with.
These heavy iron lumps of armor, and those king crab amphibious armors that rushed around the Golden Gallen Port were simply carved from the same mold!
In fact, they are the same thing.
However, the weapon hanging on the arm has been changed from two 37mm cannons to a chain saw designed for the deep-sea environment, and a super cavitation weapon called Harpoon.
As the name suggests, the principle of this thing is to use the supercavitation principle to reduce drag. The tail is equipped with nitrate propellant, and the front end is a ladder aluminum mixed magnesium powder charge warhead, which is equivalent to a reduced version of torpedo with a diameter of 19mm. The launch device and the 19mm bomb gun are the same, which is convenient for switching ammunition after going ashore to continue chasing.
Unlike the 19mm explosive bomb, the effective killing distance of the 19mm harpoon is only 200 meters, and the minimum safety distance is only 10 meters.
This combat radius is still a bit difficult to deal with some ships, but it is more than enough to deal with near-surface torpedoes and frogman troops.
Although the alliance's arsenal was first to think about underwater weapons, after receiving technical support from the survivors of Coral City, Jushi Military Industry quickly solved several of the problems and installed the game with the alliance's King Crab.
This is Harpoon's first actual combat.
At present, the effect is quite good...
Looking at the fireworks falling to the seabed in the distance, and the restless demons and monsters behind them, the Voldet worker lying among the King Crab, grinned.
I didn't expect that our Jungle Corps will work as a part-time navy one day.
The voices of teammates came from the communication channel.
In a sense, seaweed forests can also be regarded as jungle.
666！
It doesn't matter, anyway, the opponents are all mutants.
There is nothing to keep up with these beasts.
They should go to hell to repent
Hit works!Free fire!
A bunch of bubbles spit out from the crab shell, and the model worker of the volleyball team operated the king crab and stepped forward, don't let our fish run away!
There were a series of vigorous responses from the communication channel.
receive!
Aaa！
With the issuance of the attack order, a total of twenty-two king crabs fired at the same time, and underwater flares were fired based on the target source detected by the sonar.
Glamorous white lights bloomed near the group of aquatic mutants, instantly lit up the waters that were invisible to the day.
The aquatic mutants who had already adapted to the darkness around them screamed and raised their arms to block the stinging eyes.
At the same time, the harpoons dragging bubbles were rushing around under the light, harvesting fresh lives like the sickle of the god of death.
In just a few breaths, dozens of aquatic mutants were shot out of their flesh and blood, and a scarlet blood mist spreads with the water.
Death is spreading.
Fear climbed into the hearts of every mutant.
Unlike the greens on the shore, they nest under the cold and wet reefs, which are more acquainted with fish-like cunning than beastly bloodthirsty and madness.
Seeing that morale was about to collapse, the mutant leader who was dormant among the mutant crowd let out a long and deep roar.
It's human!
They are below!
Rush up!Tear them apart!
Hearing the leader's roar, the mutant people who continued to suffer casualties finally recovered a little morale and rushed towards the sea bed beneath them with their legs.
As the depth drops, the water pressure around it also increases, squeezing their blood-filled eyes and the firm muscles of the chest cavity.
Finally approached the seabed nearly 300 meters deep, and the dazzling white light gradually left their side.
Click!
Nearly a thousand mutants who reintegrated into the darkness gradually recovered their vision, and roared to dispel fear, and rushed to the source of the attack with all kinds of guys in their hands.
Unfortunately, their opponents think so.
Twenty-two huge king crabs turned on the searchlight almost at the same time, waving crab legs and crab claws with chainsaws to kill the blue-skinned monsters!
The roar of excitement echoed in the communication channel
Crush them!
Aaa！
The flesh and blood body collided with the steel!
A king crab armor popped up quickly inwardly folded mechanical legs and kicked the mutant who was rushing towards the aluminum heater.
Immediately afterwards, the huge body advanced forward and smashed it down hard, stepping on the back of another mutant who was sweeping over, pressing it to death on the uneven reef like an ant.
A mutant luckily walked around it and tried to pry the thick crab shell with the harpoon in his hand, but he didn't even scrape off the paint applied on it.
Just as it was about to think of another idea, a real harpoon shot out its chest, and half of its body was blasted into blood mist and minced meat.
Mutants were like garlic cloves falling into a garlic stirrer, and in an instant they were crushed into a piece of bloody mud.
Harpoons were thrown out from their powerful arms, but they poked on the steel shell but left only scratches.
They tried their best, using harpoon guns, underwater rifles, short knives and daggers, and even deep mines and explosives... However, in front of this armor that was several times thicker than the cracked crab, all these efforts were in vain.
The dazzling searchlights were so shaking that they couldn't open their eyes, while the thick chain saw was just a slight contact that could split them into two pieces.
Not just chain saw
There are also fishing net bullets that ejected from those thick and long gun barrels!
The solid wires were pulled into a large net, tying many mutants to the reef, or simply tied them with other mutants.
And the more you struggle.
The tighter the fishing nets are!
In just five minutes, more than 200 mutants had died under the howling chain saw.
The ongoing casualties and the battle of not seeing hope for victory brought deep horror on almost every mutant's face.
Even their leaders couldn't help but move backwards in fear.
They have never seen such a weird guy!
However, the players who lie in the king crab are very familiar with these beasts with scales!
Since the French Fries Port captured several aquatic mutants two months ago, the Alliance Biology Research Institute opened a research site in French Fries Port to understand the mutants, and soon made the habits of these guys clear.
These guys are not as ruthless as they seem, and they can run wildly in the sea.
They will also be attacked by alien species in the sea, just like those cargo ships without black iron wood or mental interference devices.
In order to avoid being targeted by large alien species, they usually choose waters close to land or islands or shallow seabeds as their routes.
The maximum water depth in these waters is no more than 400 meters. Generally, too large alien species will not easily walk there to avoid stranding.
In addition, during the long journey, they will alternately sing boat songs, actively creating noise to disguise themselves as XXXL-specification alien species, in order to intimidate small and medium-sized alien species that are active in shallow waters.
Taking these characteristics into consideration, French Fries Port can lock in the activity trajectory of these beasts by placing a few buoys collecting sound wave signals in the waters near the submarine water pipeline, and thus formulate an interception plan.
This is not technically difficult to achieve.
Although there are no satellites to use, sensors installed on the subsea freshwater transport pipeline are enough to transmit signals to French Fries Port or nearby players.
These mutants didn't know that as early as when they left the coast of death and entered the eastern coast of Baiyue Province, they had been targeted by the military base in French Fries Port.
Seeing the continuous casualties of the tribe, the leader standing among the mutant crowd finally panicked and shouted loudly to the minions in front of him.
withdraw!
I arrived at the sea in the morning!
The mutant people fighting with the King Crab kicked their legs hard and retreated in the direction of the sea.
Although king crabs are equipped with ballast water tanks and high-pressure gas cylinders similar to fish bladders, due to the limited weight of the equipment and limited armor capacity, these crabs do not float quickly and it is difficult to continue firing during the float.
Therefore, these twenty-two king crabs did not chase the water, but instead set up the harpoon bullet welded to the arms and continued to fire.
Slim air columns chased the heels of the group of mutants and flew towards the sea. The mutants were constantly shot into a blood mist by the harpoons, but more mutants were still lucky to escape from the not-so-intensive firepower net.
Just when there was only fifty meters away from the sea, the harpoons chasing behind them finally slowed down the pursuit.
These weapons don't seem to fly too far.
Looking at the harpoons that were gradually losing power under their feet and the iron crabs they threw away, the terrified mutants finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before the breath was relaxed, slender cylinders suddenly drilled into the water and fell down towards their heads.
This moment
Their nightmare has just begun!
Looking at the cylinder that slowly fell in front of him, his faces filled with scales were filled with surprise and confusion.
It seemed that he had a foreshadow of the threat of death, and a trace of inexplicable fear climbed into the hearts of every mutant.
Without waiting for them to react, there was no chance to react at all. The bursting flames and air columns exploded in an instant, swallowing up the sinful lives.
Looking at the sea of fire spreading near the sea above my head, the king crabs made sounds of admiration.
This is powerful enough...
Anti-submarine is indeed a job for the Air Force.
Damn it, it’s still those green-skinned anti-beats. These scaly things are like loaches, and they can’t help but beat them!
So who is this MVP?
Cutting off the explosion screen should be considered ours.
Good idea Ah.
Just as everyone was making noise, the sound of the mosquito brother suddenly came from the ears of the model worker.
The bomb drop is finished!How are you doing there?
Hearing the duck's voice, the model worker on the ground responded quickly.
oh!We are all very good!No casualties
Mosquito: Who cares about you? Did you ask if you took a photo?!
Volleyball Model Worker: ...grass!Is it so real?
Mosquito: Wait, don’t talk nonsense to you for now... I have detected the signal of the mental interference device here!The source is about 300 meters near the explosion area, with a depth of between 50 meters and 100 meters. Please pay attention to whether there are other things nearby.
Any other things?!
The model worker on the ground was slightly stunned.
Almost at the same time as Brother Mosquito finished speaking, a long chirping came into everyone's ears.
Wow!
The sound was like the whistle of a freighter, and the nearby waters trembled.
Everyone looked up and turned the searchlight upwards to search, and just saw a shadow that was dozens of meters long covered their heads.
What's this thing?
The faces showed ghost-like expressions on their faces, and the model worker involuntarily swallowed.
The voices of teammates came from the communication channel.
Mom...and there is another big guy.
The mental interference device began to emit unstable interference ripples, and the wailing big guy seemed to have suffered some injuries.
The entire sea water boiled, and the surging waves blew away the corpses floating in the water, scaring away the aquatic aliens who were tentatively approaching.
The king crabs standing at the bottom of the sea were also constantly moving their crab legs backwards under the turbulent currents.
mosquito!Do you still have ammunition?!Pressing the constantly shaking handle with both hands, the model worker yelled at the headset.
There was a rustling sound from the communication channel, and a shameful voice came.
It's gone... I just prepared a bullet. I took off all the cannons to throw this thing on you. You guys are asking for good luck.
%￥！
After a while of cursing, the model worker of Voldeo cut his voice to the team channel and shouted loudly at the teammates.
Prepare for the BOSS battle!
Unlike him who was extremely nervous in his heart, there were excitement roars coming from the team channel.
Aaa！
……
On the other side, a destroyer belonging to the Southern Islands Federation was parked in the waters about one hundred kilometers away from the center of the explosion.
At this moment, there was panic inside the bridge.
An explosion occurred in an underwater area of 100 kilometers westward!The location is near the undersea volcanic belt, which seems to be our minefield!
Minesfield?!
Damn… were those planes doing it?
What's going on with those planes?
Is it the 70th refuge?!
The reason why the sailors were in a hurry was not only because of the sudden explosion under the water, but also because of the fifty planes that suddenly appeared on the radar!
These planes seemed to emerge out of thin air, from this endless sea, without a trace of warning!
What’s strange is that, let alone aircraft carriers or airports nearby, you can’t even see a small fishing boat.
Captain Dongwen stared at the blue sky and the sea rolling with waves outside the bridge window, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Seeing that his boss had not responded for a long time, the adjutant standing next to him took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
I suggest reporting the situation here to the Navy Command immediately!
As his subordinates argued, those planes could be masterpieces of Shelter 70.
The explosion happened to be the minefield they arranged to intercept the 70 Shelter submersible and protect the circular island from threats.
Although the entrance to the shelter is under the blockade of the Federal Fleet, no one can guarantee that the shelter has no other emergency exit.
However, the captain standing next to him spoke abnormally after pondering for a moment.
No, keep watching.
The adjutant was stunned for a moment and looked at him in confusion.
However, the chief had no intention of explaining to him, but just told him to be optimistic about the place, so he turned around and left the bridge.
Back to the captain's room.
Dongwen hung the captain's cap on the clothes hanger, then opened the drawer and took out a small communicator from it.
He used his thumb to pick the mechanical buttons on the shell, and carefully typed a string of numbers, before sticking the communicator to his ear.
Before he could speak, an anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
How is the situation?
The other end of the phone was no one else, but Mr. Charas, the chief of staff of the federal Navy and chief of staff of the president, and the representative of the navy's warfare faction.
Although it was a consensus for most federal citizens to get rid of Shelter 70, until the current power station was destroyed, there were actually differences between them on whether to resolve the contradictions through moderate or radical ways.
Because of his unwavering position and radical propositions, Charas was supported by many naval officers, including Dong Wen himself, who was also his supporter.
However, there have been some bad rumors recently, which made Dong Wen begin to doubt whether he did this really out of federal interests.
It is true that the alliance that emerged from somewhere did something that is indeed doubtful, but the slogan they shouted for the survivors to unite was nothing worthy of their presence.
The humans on this planet used to belong to a whole.
And they are indeed practicing their slogans and setting some examples for the wasteland epochs who are still killing each other.
For example, in the nearest Port of Jingalun, no matter how the slave owners there quoted the classic sophistry, they did untickle the rope tied to the slave's neck.
For example, the freshwater pipe leading to the circular island. Although they did make some money, the locals did have to use water cheaper in the end.
Those guys didn't say they were here to do charity. If the price increases maliciously in the future, it would be a matter for the future. We can't just borrow a big hat from the future just because they didn't open their pockets for free today.
At least in his opinion, the church madmen who will evolve the future all day long for humanity look more suspicious.
These guys do not have money, and the mental interference devices provided to the federal government are given free of charge, but no one can say that those people are not planning something bigger.
For example, Coral City.
Don’t they just want to get over?
He agrees with moderate cooperation with the Torch Church, as long as this is truly beneficial to the Federation, even if there is no benefit in the short term, but future generations benefit endlessly.
For example, it is undoubtedly worth it to exchange a current power station for the unity of the entire Federation. People in the future will thank their ancestors for their temporary hardships.
only……
What are the benefits of blowing up a freshwater pipeline?
He could convince himself before, and even justify himself for Mr. Charas, but now he really doesn't know how to make it up.
but
Now is not the time to consider this.
After sorting out his thoughts for a moment, Dongwen spoke slowly.
The explosion...had indeed happened.
He paused for a moment and continued to speak when he heard a sigh of relief from the other end of the phone.
However, there are some doubts about this matter. The explosion did not happen at the bottom of the sea, but in the offshore area... and, were those planes sent by you?
The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and it took a long time to hold up half a hesitant words.
airplane?
Yes.
Dongwen paused and continued.
A group of planes suddenly appeared on our radar, then threw down a torpedo or a deep water bomb into the sea, and then we observed the signal of the explosion... I'm not sure if the pipeline exploded, but I want to know what those planes were and what they were blowing up
However, what he did not expect was that after hearing this sentence, Mr. Charas, who was always gentle in daily life, jumped up like he saw a penguin's seal.
That's not something you should care about!Mr. Captain, now let your people return to the nearest port immediately, return to Anle Island directly east.
Dongwen was stunned.
Mr. Charas?
As if he realized something was wrong with his tone, the sound of calming his breath came from the other end of the phone.
Sorry... I've lost my composure. A formal order will be issued through the command system later. You can go back to the bridge and ask your subordinates to prepare.
After a pause, a sigh of regret came from the other end of the phone.
It's really terrible... A water pipe made the group of guys who were crawling inside and outside betrayed their original beliefs. They didn't realize that they were actively putting the rope handed over to their necks. They had just lived two days of freedom and were rushing to sell themselves at a good price.
Mr. Charas, Dongwen asked with a frown, maybe this is not the question I should ask, but... does this have anything to do with selling yourself at a good price?
Charas snorted through his nose.
Aren't they doing this?We just got rid of the rope that shelter 70 was put around our necks, and now they picked up the rope that shelter 404 again
So I wonder, what exactly is the rope you've been talking about?Dong Wen couldn't help asking, can you use a more specific statement?rather than abstract metaphors.
The other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, then a light cough came.
We are too far off topic... In short, friends in Haiya Province will not want us to get too close to the alliance. Those lunatics are not good things, but we need to use their power to solve our problems for the time being.Anyway, that pipeline is a trouble...if anyone could solve this problem, every citizen of the Federation would thank him.
Hearing the expectation in the voice, Dong Wen took a deep breath, keeping himself calm, and said cautiously.
Mr. Charas, if it is other concerns, I can settle it for you, including shutting up the person who should shut up and letting the person who should disappear, but this matter is...too much.
He paused, and he continued.
It’s a pity that I can’t solve your trouble. Maybe you should solve this problem through a more legal and compliant way. I suggest you talk to Mr. President.
Charas said with heartache.
That's too slow!And the residents of the circular island would not understand us.
Dongwen said immediately.
Then it's better to be slower... There's nothing wrong with being cautious about this kind of thing.
The reason why he hates the guys in Sanctuary No. 70 is because those guys are arrogant and stubborn, and never want to put down their figure and communicate with the survivors outside the Sanctuary. Once they can't explain clearly, they use their blue jacket as a shield.
Only then did he suddenly realize that he had almost become the person he hated the most.
The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and a sigh of giving up suddenly came after a moment.
You are right... It's nothing wrong to be slower. It's because I'm not thinking carefully. Please forget what I just said.
Dongwen nodded and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Perhaps Mr. Charas realized this as much as he did.
He had no doubt that the gentleman made the decision in the interests of the Federation, but just as other captains occasionally became too radical, wasn't this chief of staff?
He will still support him as always...
After the phone hung up, Dongwen returned to the bridge.
At this time, the adjutant came and saluted.
...The Navy Command just now sent a message asking us to go to the Anle Island Port in the east to rest.
Dong Wen, who had heard of it from the private passage, nodded and walked straight to the bridge console and stopped.
However, just as he was about to order to turn around and go east, his heart moved slightly and looked at the officer beside him and ordered.
Go west for eighty kilometers!
The officers showed surprise expressions on their faces, especially the adjutant who had just conveyed the news from the headquarters to him.
But... with a hesitant look on his face, the adjutant stepped forward and was about to remind him, but was interrupted by a raised hand.
The headquarters did not ask us to turn around.
Staring at the sea where the tide was rising and falling, Dongwen reached out and gently supported the hat on his head and spoke slowly.
I took a little detour and didn't say that it was not possible.
……
On a blue sky.
Feng Qing, who was flying a seaplane, was hovering around the sea, about to turn around when he suddenly saw a warship heading towards the east.
A hint of surprise appeared on her face, and she wiped her hand with the chocolate sauce on her clothes, and reached out and pressed it on the switch of the onboard radio.
This is Feng Qing. A federal warship was discovered, which should be a destroyer... advancing towards the little crabs of the Jungle Corps.
Not sure if there is hostility, and didn't fire at me for the time being...Ah, they seem to be trying to call me on the radio... Want to answer?
The voice of Mosquito Brother was soon heard from the communication channel.
catch!Why not answer!Ask these Dogecoins for what they are doing here!
Listening to the tone that seemed to be a lot of ammunition, Feng Qing made a helpless expression, stepped on the rudder with his left foot, adjusted his course and leaned towards the destroyer.
receive.
A sea-blue painted propeller plane is quietly pressing against the sea, rising and falling with the surging waves, like a drifting wooden board.
The two floating tubes replaced the 20mm cannon, and lying under the plane was like a sled.A deep water bomb with a pressure sensor is tightly attached to the belly of the machine, like a sharp blade hidden under the blue.
There was silence everywhere, with only the sound of tides rolling.
At this moment, Feng Qing, who was lying in the cockpit with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the seat.
Because she used too much force, her forehead almost hit the cockpit. It was a thanks to her seat belt that didn't happen.
With a creaking sound, the silent plane seemed to come back to life.
Almost at the same time, the standard duck voice of the corps commander Mosquito came from the communication channel.
...The fish is caught!
There was a noisy current sound in the communication channel.
The VM screen tied to the thigh also lights up at the same time, and the impact coordinates estimated by friendly positions and relative distances are displayed on the map.
Unhurriedly took out a chocolate from his pocket and threw it into his mouth. Feng Qing skillfully reached out and pushed away the dashboard in the cockpit, and started the aircraft's engine.
The propeller at the nose roared, dragging the light fuselage forward against the waves.
Controlling the speed at the critical point of takeoff, Feng Qing did not rush to pull up the nose of the machine, and gently tapped the beat with the index finger of the joystick.
The continuous sound of tide was overwhelmed by the roar of more surging propellers, and a quiet and peaceful sea suddenly boiled.
Not just one
But there are fifty ones!
W-2/H maritime attack aircraft are like galloping speedboats, closely adhering to the surging sea surface, moving quickly towards the attack coordinates shared by friendly forces...
……
The tide is boiling above the blue waves, and the waves are surging below the blue waves.
The hoarse roaring scream was like a sweeping harpoon, driving away the fish and alien species in front of them. A group of monsters wearing blue scales were tightly attached to the seabed, swimming quickly towards the submarine water supply pipeline on the west side of the circular island.
Behind this group of mutants was a huge sea monster, which looked like a snake or a fish, and was a bit like a prehistoric plesiosaur.
The tail, which is more than ten meters long, has dragon-like scales, and its head protruding outward is like a crocodile's mouth. Its sharp fangs are like blades on a chainsaw, as if it can bite off a small ship in one bite.
Local fishermen call it Laken, taken from a folk song circulated in the southern waters, meaning a giant dragon in the deep sea.
Although according to the law of mental impact, it is difficult for the mind to directly control such aliens with larger brain capacity, mind can be reduced through various means such as drugs.
This is obviously not a difficult task for the church.
They can even turn a survivor of a province into a puppet without a mind, let alone a alien species whose mind is far less than that of humans.
The goal is approaching very quickly.
One of the mutants separated from the cluster, swam forward to the front of all the tribesmen, and took out a palm-sized aluminum thermal bomb from the back.
This thing is also a weapon given to them by the torch.
After activation, it can not only burn underwater, but also burn through steel plates that cost hundreds of millimeters!
The blue-skinned guy twisted his disgusting face and made a clattering laugh, then pressed the button on the bomb, and a countdown of thirty seconds appeared on the screen.
However, at the same time, when it was less than fifty meters away from the submarine water pipeline, a faint wave of water trembling suddenly surged from the side to its side.
Something is approaching quickly towards it.
As soon as he noticed something was wrong, it was about to react when a sharp arrow instantly pierced its waist and pushed it towards the sea with a blunt blasting sound.
The mutant's mouth made a hoarse and dull wail, and a large number of bubbles instantly flooded its entire face and gills hidden in its jaw.
It was out of balance and under great pain, fluttering its hands and feet in the sea, but its hands holding the aluminum thermal bomb forgot to let go.
And at this moment, the thirty-second countdown just ended, and a dazzling white light wrapped around a large area of bubbles, instantly swallowing the guy in.
The slowly blooming fireworks were like mandala flowers blooming on the bottom of the sea. The army of blue-skinned mutants who were thundering from the mountains and tsunamis were instantly stunned by this horrifying scene.
They didn't know what was going on, and their faces were filled with panic expressions, looking around at the source of the attack.
At this moment, not far from them, iron lumps that looked like crabs were quietly lurking on the edge of a seaweed forest, and thick and long cannon barrels were aimed at them from afar.
If the imperial army was here, this scene would definitely be familiar with.
These heavy iron lumps of armor, and those king crab amphibious armors that rushed around the Golden Gallen Port were simply carved from the same mold!
In fact, they are the same thing.
However, the weapon hanging on the arm has been changed from two 37mm cannons to a chain saw designed for the deep-sea environment, and a super cavitation weapon called Harpoon.
As the name suggests, the principle of this thing is to use the supercavitation principle to reduce drag. The tail is equipped with nitrate propellant, and the front end is a ladder aluminum mixed magnesium powder charge warhead, which is equivalent to a reduced version of torpedo with a diameter of 19mm. The launch device and the 19mm bomb gun are the same, which is convenient for switching ammunition after going ashore to continue chasing.
Unlike the 19mm explosive bomb, the effective killing distance of the 19mm harpoon is only 200 meters, and the minimum safety distance is only 10 meters.
This combat radius is still a bit difficult to deal with some ships, but it is more than enough to deal with near-surface torpedoes and frogman troops.
Although the alliance's arsenal was first to think about underwater weapons, after receiving technical support from the survivors of Coral City, Jushi Military Industry quickly solved several of the problems and installed the game with the alliance's King Crab.
This is Harpoon's first actual combat.
At present, the effect is quite good...
Looking at the fireworks falling to the seabed in the distance, and the restless demons and monsters behind them, the Voldet worker lying among the King Crab, grinned.
I didn't expect that our Jungle Corps will work as a part-time navy one day.
The voices of teammates came from the communication channel.
In a sense, seaweed forests can also be regarded as jungle.
666！
It doesn't matter, anyway, the opponents are all mutants.
There is nothing to keep up with these beasts.
They should go to hell to repent
Hit works!Free fire!
A bunch of bubbles spit out from the crab shell, and the model worker of the volleyball team operated the king crab and stepped forward, don't let our fish run away!
There were a series of vigorous responses from the communication channel.
receive!
Aaa！
With the issuance of the attack order, a total of twenty-two king crabs fired at the same time, and underwater flares were fired based on the target source detected by the sonar.
Glamorous white lights bloomed near the group of aquatic mutants, instantly lit up the waters that were invisible to the day.
The aquatic mutants who had already adapted to the darkness around them screamed and raised their arms to block the stinging eyes.
At the same time, the harpoons dragging bubbles were rushing around under the light, harvesting fresh lives like the sickle of the god of death.
In just a few breaths, dozens of aquatic mutants were shot out of their flesh and blood, and a scarlet blood mist spreads with the water.
Death is spreading.
Fear climbed into the hearts of every mutant.
Unlike the greens on the shore, they nest under the cold and wet reefs, which are more acquainted with fish-like cunning than beastly bloodthirsty and madness.
Seeing that morale was about to collapse, the mutant leader who was dormant among the mutant crowd let out a long and deep roar.
It's human!
They are below!
Rush up!Tear them apart!
Hearing the leader's roar, the mutant people who continued to suffer casualties finally recovered a little morale and rushed towards the sea bed beneath them with their legs.
As the depth drops, the water pressure around it also increases, squeezing their blood-filled eyes and the firm muscles of the chest cavity.
Finally approached the seabed nearly 300 meters deep, and the dazzling white light gradually left their side.
Click!
Nearly a thousand mutants who reintegrated into the darkness gradually recovered their vision, and roared to dispel fear, and rushed to the source of the attack with all kinds of guys in their hands.
Unfortunately, their opponents think so.
Twenty-two huge king crabs turned on the searchlight almost at the same time, waving crab legs and crab claws with chainsaws to kill the blue-skinned monsters!
The roar of excitement echoed in the communication channel
Crush them!
Aaa！
The flesh and blood body collided with the steel!
A king crab armor popped up quickly inwardly folded mechanical legs and kicked the mutant who was rushing towards the aluminum heater.
Immediately afterwards, the huge body advanced forward and smashed it down hard, stepping on the back of another mutant who was sweeping over, pressing it to death on the uneven reef like an ant.
A mutant luckily walked around it and tried to pry the thick crab shell with the harpoon in his hand, but he didn't even scrape off the paint applied on it.
Just as it was about to think of another idea, a real harpoon shot out its chest, and half of its body was blasted into blood mist and minced meat.
Mutants were like garlic cloves falling into a garlic stirrer, and in an instant they were crushed into a piece of bloody mud.
Harpoons were thrown out from their powerful arms, but they poked on the steel shell but left only scratches.
They tried their best, using harpoon guns, underwater rifles, short knives and daggers, and even deep mines and explosives... However, in front of this armor that was several times thicker than the cracked crab, all these efforts were in vain.
The dazzling searchlights were so shaking that they couldn't open their eyes, while the thick chain saw was just a slight contact that could split them into two pieces.
Not just chain saw
There are also fishing net bullets that ejected from those thick and long gun barrels!
The solid wires were pulled into a large net, tying many mutants to the reef, or simply tied them with other mutants.
And the more you struggle.
The tighter the fishing nets are!
In just five minutes, more than 200 mutants had died under the howling chain saw.
The ongoing casualties and the battle of not seeing hope for victory brought deep horror on almost every mutant's face.
Even their leaders couldn't help but move backwards in fear.
They have never seen such a weird guy!
However, the players who lie in the king crab are very familiar with these beasts with scales!
Since the French Fries Port captured several aquatic mutants two months ago, the Alliance Biology Research Institute opened a research site in French Fries Port to understand the mutants, and soon made the habits of these guys clear.
These guys are not as ruthless as they seem, and they can run wildly in the sea.
They will also be attacked by alien species in the sea, just like those cargo ships without black iron wood or mental interference devices.
In order to avoid being targeted by large alien species, they usually choose waters close to land or islands or shallow seabeds as their routes.
The maximum water depth in these waters is no more than 400 meters. Generally, too large alien species will not easily walk there to avoid stranding.
In addition, during the long journey, they will alternately sing boat songs, actively creating noise to disguise themselves as XXXL-specification alien species, in order to intimidate small and medium-sized alien species that are active in shallow waters.
Taking these characteristics into consideration, French Fries Port can lock in the activity trajectory of these beasts by placing a few buoys collecting sound wave signals in the waters near the submarine water pipeline, and thus formulate an interception plan.
This is not technically difficult to achieve.
Although there are no satellites to use, sensors installed on the subsea freshwater transport pipeline are enough to transmit signals to French Fries Port or nearby players.
These mutants didn't know that as early as when they left the coast of death and entered the eastern coast of Baiyue Province, they had been targeted by the military base in French Fries Port.
Seeing the continuous casualties of the tribe, the leader standing among the mutant crowd finally panicked and shouted loudly to the minions in front of him.
withdraw!
I arrived at the sea in the morning!
The mutant people fighting with the King Crab kicked their legs hard and retreated in the direction of the sea.
Although king crabs are equipped with ballast water tanks and high-pressure gas cylinders similar to fish bladders, due to the limited weight of the equipment and limited armor capacity, these crabs do not float quickly and it is difficult to continue firing during the float.
Therefore, these twenty-two king crabs did not chase the water, but instead set up the harpoon bullet welded to the arms and continued to fire.
Slim air columns chased the heels of the group of mutants and flew towards the sea. The mutants were constantly shot into a blood mist by the harpoons, but more mutants were still lucky to escape from the not-so-intensive firepower net.
Just when there was only fifty meters away from the sea, the harpoons chasing behind them finally slowed down the pursuit.
These weapons don't seem to fly too far.
Looking at the harpoons that were gradually losing power under their feet and the iron crabs they threw away, the terrified mutants finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before the breath was relaxed, slender cylinders suddenly drilled into the water and fell down towards their heads.
This moment
Their nightmare has just begun!
Looking at the cylinder that slowly fell in front of him, his faces filled with scales were filled with surprise and confusion.
It seemed that he had a foreshadow of the threat of death, and a trace of inexplicable fear climbed into the hearts of every mutant.
Without waiting for them to react, there was no chance to react at all. The bursting flames and air columns exploded in an instant, swallowing up the sinful lives.
Looking at the sea of fire spreading near the sea above my head, the king crabs made sounds of admiration.
This is powerful enough...
Anti-submarine is indeed a job for the Air Force.
Damn it, it’s still those green-skinned anti-beats. These scaly things are like loaches, and they can’t help but beat them!
So who is this MVP?
Cutting off the explosion screen should be considered ours.
Good idea Ah.
Just as everyone was making noise, the sound of the mosquito brother suddenly came from the ears of the model worker.
The bomb drop is finished!How are you doing there?
Hearing the duck's voice, the model worker on the ground responded quickly.
oh!We are all very good!No casualties
Mosquito: Who cares about you? Did you ask if you took a photo?!
Volleyball Model Worker: ...grass!Is it so real?
Mosquito: Wait, don’t talk nonsense to you for now... I have detected the signal of the mental interference device here!The source is about 300 meters near the explosion area, with a depth of between 50 meters and 100 meters. Please pay attention to whether there are other things nearby.
Any other things?!
The model worker on the ground was slightly stunned.
Almost at the same time as Brother Mosquito finished speaking, a long chirping came into everyone's ears.
Wow!
The sound was like the whistle of a freighter, and the nearby waters trembled.
Everyone looked up and turned the searchlight upwards to search, and just saw a shadow that was dozens of meters long covered their heads.
What's this thing?
The faces showed ghost-like expressions on their faces, and the model worker involuntarily swallowed.
The voices of teammates came from the communication channel.
Mom...and there is another big guy.
The mental interference device began to emit unstable interference ripples, and the wailing big guy seemed to have suffered some injuries.
The entire sea water boiled, and the surging waves blew away the corpses floating in the water, scaring away the aquatic aliens who were tentatively approaching.
The king crabs standing at the bottom of the sea were also constantly moving their crab legs backwards under the turbulent currents.
mosquito!Do you still have ammunition?!Pressing the constantly shaking handle with both hands, the model worker yelled at the headset.
There was a rustling sound from the communication channel, and a shameful voice came.
It's gone... I just prepared a bullet. I took off all the cannons to throw this thing on you. You guys are asking for good luck.
%￥！
After a while of cursing, the model worker of Voldeo cut his voice to the team channel and shouted loudly at the teammates.
Prepare for the BOSS battle!
Unlike him who was extremely nervous in his heart, there were excitement roars coming from the team channel.
Aaa！
……
On the other side, a destroyer belonging to the Southern Islands Federation was parked in the waters about one hundred kilometers away from the center of the explosion.
At this moment, there was panic inside the bridge.
An explosion occurred in an underwater area of 100 kilometers westward!The location is near the undersea volcanic belt, which seems to be our minefield!
Minesfield?!
Damn… were those planes doing it?
What's going on with those planes?
Is it the 70th refuge?!
The reason why the sailors were in a hurry was not only because of the sudden explosion under the water, but also because of the fifty planes that suddenly appeared on the radar!
These planes seemed to emerge out of thin air, from this endless sea, without a trace of warning!
What’s strange is that, let alone aircraft carriers or airports nearby, you can’t even see a small fishing boat.
Captain Dongwen stared at the blue sky and the sea rolling with waves outside the bridge window, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Seeing that his boss had not responded for a long time, the adjutant standing next to him took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
I suggest reporting the situation here to the Navy Command immediately!
As his subordinates argued, those planes could be masterpieces of Shelter 70.
The explosion happened to be the minefield they arranged to intercept the 70 Shelter submersible and protect the circular island from threats.
Although the entrance to the shelter is under the blockade of the Federal Fleet, no one can guarantee that the shelter has no other emergency exit.
However, the captain standing next to him spoke abnormally after pondering for a moment.
No, keep watching.
The adjutant was stunned for a moment and looked at him in confusion.
However, the chief had no intention of explaining to him, but just told him to be optimistic about the place, so he turned around and left the bridge.
Back to the captain's room.
Dongwen hung the captain's cap on the clothes hanger, then opened the drawer and took out a small communicator from it.
He used his thumb to pick the mechanical buttons on the shell, and carefully typed a string of numbers, before sticking the communicator to his ear.
Before he could speak, an anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
How is the situation?
The other end of the phone was no one else, but Mr. Charas, the chief of staff of the federal Navy and chief of staff of the president, and the representative of the navy's warfare faction.
Although it was a consensus for most federal citizens to get rid of Shelter 70, until the current power station was destroyed, there were actually differences between them on whether to resolve the contradictions through moderate or radical ways.
Because of his unwavering position and radical propositions, Charas was supported by many naval officers, including Dong Wen himself, who was also his supporter.
However, there have been some bad rumors recently, which made Dong Wen begin to doubt whether he did this really out of federal interests.
It is true that the alliance that emerged from somewhere did something that is indeed doubtful, but the slogan they shouted for the survivors to unite was nothing worthy of their presence.
The humans on this planet used to belong to a whole.
And they are indeed practicing their slogans and setting some examples for the wasteland epochs who are still killing each other.
For example, in the nearest Port of Jingalun, no matter how the slave owners there quoted the classic sophistry, they did untickle the rope tied to the slave's neck.
For example, the freshwater pipe leading to the circular island. Although they did make some money, the locals did have to use water cheaper in the end.
Those guys didn't say they were here to do charity. If the price increases maliciously in the future, it would be a matter for the future. We can't just borrow a big hat from the future just because they didn't open their pockets for free today.
At least in his opinion, the church madmen who will evolve the future all day long for humanity look more suspicious.
These guys do not have money, and the mental interference devices provided to the federal government are given free of charge, but no one can say that those people are not planning something bigger.
For example, Coral City.
Don’t they just want to get over?
He agrees with moderate cooperation with the Torch Church, as long as this is truly beneficial to the Federation, even if there is no benefit in the short term, but future generations benefit endlessly.
For example, it is undoubtedly worth it to exchange a current power station for the unity of the entire Federation. People in the future will thank their ancestors for their temporary hardships.
only……
What are the benefits of blowing up a freshwater pipeline?
He could convince himself before, and even justify himself for Mr. Charas, but now he really doesn't know how to make it up.
but
Now is not the time to consider this.
After sorting out his thoughts for a moment, Dongwen spoke slowly.
The explosion...had indeed happened.
He paused for a moment and continued to speak when he heard a sigh of relief from the other end of the phone.
However, there are some doubts about this matter. The explosion did not happen at the bottom of the sea, but in the offshore area... and, were those planes sent by you?
The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and it took a long time to hold up half a hesitant words.
airplane?
Yes.
Dongwen paused and continued.
A group of planes suddenly appeared on our radar, then threw down a torpedo or a deep water bomb into the sea, and then we observed the signal of the explosion... I'm not sure if the pipeline exploded, but I want to know what those planes were and what they were blowing up
However, what he did not expect was that after hearing this sentence, Mr. Charas, who was always gentle in daily life, jumped up like he saw a penguin's seal.
That's not something you should care about!Mr. Captain, now let your people return to the nearest port immediately, return to Anle Island directly east.
Dongwen was stunned.
Mr. Charas?
As if he realized something was wrong with his tone, the sound of calming his breath came from the other end of the phone.
Sorry... I've lost my composure. A formal order will be issued through the command system later. You can go back to the bridge and ask your subordinates to prepare.
After a pause, a sigh of regret came from the other end of the phone.
It's really terrible... A water pipe made the group of guys who were crawling inside and outside betrayed their original beliefs. They didn't realize that they were actively putting the rope handed over to their necks. They had just lived two days of freedom and were rushing to sell themselves at a good price.
Mr. Charas, Dongwen asked with a frown, maybe this is not the question I should ask, but... does this have anything to do with selling yourself at a good price?
Charas snorted through his nose.
Aren't they doing this?We just got rid of the rope that shelter 70 was put around our necks, and now they picked up the rope that shelter 404 again
So I wonder, what exactly is the rope you've been talking about?Dong Wen couldn't help asking, can you use a more specific statement?rather than abstract metaphors.
The other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, then a light cough came.
We are too far off topic... In short, friends in Haiya Province will not want us to get too close to the alliance. Those lunatics are not good things, but we need to use their power to solve our problems for the time being.Anyway, that pipeline is a trouble...if anyone could solve this problem, every citizen of the Federation would thank him.
Hearing the expectation in the voice, Dong Wen took a deep breath, keeping himself calm, and said cautiously.
Mr. Charas, if it is other concerns, I can settle it for you, including shutting up the person who should shut up and letting the person who should disappear, but this matter is...too much.
He paused, and he continued.
It’s a pity that I can’t solve your trouble. Maybe you should solve this problem through a more legal and compliant way. I suggest you talk to Mr. President.
Charas said with heartache.
That's too slow!And the residents of the circular island would not understand us.
Dongwen said immediately.
Then it's better to be slower... There's nothing wrong with being cautious about this kind of thing.
The reason why he hates the guys in Sanctuary No. 70 is because those guys are arrogant and stubborn, and never want to put down their figure and communicate with the survivors outside the Sanctuary. Once they can't explain clearly, they use their blue jacket as a shield.
Only then did he suddenly realize that he had almost become the person he hated the most.
The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and a sigh of giving up suddenly came after a moment.
You are right... It's nothing wrong to be slower. It's because I'm not thinking carefully. Please forget what I just said.
Dongwen nodded and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Perhaps Mr. Charas realized this as much as he did.
He had no doubt that the gentleman made the decision in the interests of the Federation, but just as other captains occasionally became too radical, wasn't this chief of staff?
He will still support him as always...
After the phone hung up, Dongwen returned to the bridge.
At this time, the adjutant came and saluted.
...The Navy Command just now sent a message asking us to go to the Anle Island Port in the east to rest.
Dong Wen, who had heard of it from the private passage, nodded and walked straight to the bridge console and stopped.
However, just as he was about to order to turn around and go east, his heart moved slightly and looked at the officer beside him and ordered.
Go west for eighty kilometers!
The officers showed surprise expressions on their faces, especially the adjutant who had just conveyed the news from the headquarters to him.
But... with a hesitant look on his face, the adjutant stepped forward and was about to remind him, but was interrupted by a raised hand.
The headquarters did not ask us to turn around.
Staring at the sea where the tide was rising and falling, Dongwen reached out and gently supported the hat on his head and spoke slowly.
I took a little detour and didn't say that it was not possible.
……
On a blue sky.
Feng Qing, who was flying a seaplane, was hovering around the sea, about to turn around when he suddenly saw a warship heading towards the east.
A hint of surprise appeared on her face, and she wiped her hand with the chocolate sauce on her clothes, and reached out and pressed it on the switch of the onboard radio.
This is Feng Qing. A federal warship was discovered, which should be a destroyer... advancing towards the little crabs of the Jungle Corps.
Not sure if there is hostility, and didn't fire at me for the time being...Ah, they seem to be trying to call me on the radio... Want to answer?
The voice of Mosquito Brother was soon heard from the communication channel.
catch!Why not answer!Ask these Dogecoins for what they are doing here!
Listening to the tone that seemed to be a lot of ammunition, Feng Qing made a helpless expression, stepped on the rudder with his left foot, adjusted his course and leaned towards the destroyer.
receive.
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