Chapter 159 49: Gunsmoke (4k)

Chapter 159 49: Gunsmoke (4k)

End of the story.

Kayi's body expanded rapidly like a constantly inflated balloon.

Pieces of hard black scales gradually covered the whole body, and the palms turned into webbed claws like turtles. In its abdomen, cracks appeared, and a fish head emerged, staring at the face strangely and sinisterly. Carlos in front.

“Gurg!”

Kai made a strange cry, and the fish-man fighting Carlos immediately backed away. He straightened his abdomen, opened his fish head with a huge mouth, and gnawed at Carlos.

With his left hand, Carlos immediately took out a hand cannon from his trouser pocket that had not yet killed a living human being given to him by the military, and fired a shot at the fish's mouth.

There was a loud bang.

“Ah——!”

Kayi, who received a hand cannon in his mouth, covered the half-faced fish head in his abdomen, blood and intestines flowed out, and howled in agony. Get up: "How do you use a gun?!"

Carlos didn't bother to explain to the monster, and pursued the victory, shouting: "Stop, give up resistance!"

Kayi was really controlled for a second before he came back to his senses.

There was another gunshot and a sap.

Kayi almost died in the first battle.

Letting out weird howls again, the onlookers immediately launched a desperate attack on Carlos, rescuing Kai from danger and also slightly easing the situation on Mason's side.

"Mason! We detected that the Carney launched two missiles. The target is the Silver Star where you are currently! All the bases in the nearby area are out of control and cannot be intercepted. Be careful!"

Hear the call! Hearing the urgent sound, Mason took the time to look at the land. He could not count the pairs of fish eyes that seemed to glow even at night.

Going ashore at this time is not a fisherman's nest - is there no return?

But if you are hit by a missile, you will die.

Fight!

"Carlos, there are missiles!"

With a desperate roar, Mason and his team began to try to break out.

After finally harvesting the miscellaneous soldiers around him, he saw that the fish boss on the opposite side had already escaped. He could only kill the stairs and lower the stairs connecting to the dock.

There were fish-men constantly jumping up in the water, blocking them.

At this time, looking up, two "starlights" could be seen in the distance, coming towards them.

Carlos roared, and his body structure changed rapidly. With wings and sharp claws, a giant eagle soared into the sky.

It was just that he overestimated his speed. Only then did he realize that missiles traveling at hundreds of kilometers per hour were beyond his ability to intervene.

Then he had no choice but to change his goal and throw objects at the fishmen on the shore to buy time and space for Mason and the others.

Mason glanced at the missiles in the sky in despair, it was already too late.

“Dive!”

Of course he knew that the water must be the home ground of these fishmen, but now he had no choice. At least being underwater could buffer the shock wave caused by the explosion to some extent.

Thump thump.

Boom——!

A ball of fire exploded, and the shock wave blew away some fishmen who were close.

The next second, another missile struck, but it only hit the dock. The sea water splashed everywhere, and many fishmen were directly broken into a rain of blood.

Carlos wandered anxiously in the sky, flapping his wings unfamiliarly, looking at the sea, looking for survivors.

Blood kept emerging from the sea like flowers, and it was unclear whether it was from the fish-men or humans.

Following the waves of foam, two entangled figures emerged from the water and were fighting with each other.

Carlos dived and grabbed both of them.

One is a fish-man, who is so smooth that he crushes his head and falls down, and the other is Mason who survives the disaster.

"Mason?" Carlos just guessed.

"Hello, it's me."

Mason breathed hard, wondering if as long as he got close to the extraordinary, his luck would turn into a blessing in misfortune.

It was the same with Jamie last time. Almost all the people in several teams died, and he was the only one left alive.

The situation is probably similar now.

Carlos continued to hover in the sky for a while, but still found no other survivors.

“Go east! There are many uninhabited islands and atolls to the east!”

Mason, who had regained his composure a little, shouted into the wind.

Carlos nodded, hesitated, and finally moved towards

“This way, this is east!” Perhaps seeing that Carlos couldn’t tell the direction, Mason gave him Guiding the way.

However, Mason's actual goal was not to the east but to the north. It was used to confuse the fishmen below. He would ask Carlos to point out the true direction after he flew up into the clouds.

So one person and one eagle gradually climbed up and disappeared into the night.

On the ground, Kai, who had almost recovered from his injuries, stared at the distant night sky with dead fish eyes, and sent a group of fishmen to chase him, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Although this extraordinary person was better than he thought Be strong, but not too strong.

At least I am afraid of group fights.

Compared to that transcendence, the real test is about to come.

He knew very well that America would not tolerate this happening.

More troops and more terrifying firepower will inevitably be sent to attack.

But it doesn’t matter, the sea is their home ground.

Come on, let you die in the belly of the fish, and use your humble lives to announce the resurrection of the Eternal!

"Gurgling! Gurgling!"

Kai stood among the flaming wreckage of the Silver Star, raising his arms high, and the fish head emerging from his belly kept spitting out mouth-watering fresh fish.

The murlocs below cheered and shouted: "Gulu! Gulu!"

Not only the Kwajalein base, if you raise the angle of view, you can see that in the night , thousands of humans, half-murlocs, and murlocs at these bases in the Mare Islands were all chanting.

All bases have been completely occupied.

In the sky.

After more than an hour's flight, Carlos glided out of the clouds and continued to lose altitude, becoming shaky.

A strong sense of hunger attacked his brain, and he even began to think that the Mason on his back might be delicious.

He shook his head violently to dispel this terrible thought.

"We're almost there, right there. Do you see it? There are several coconut trees on it, there must be coconuts."

Mason had already climbed from the eagle's feet to the eagle's back, and he was freezing. Shivering, but it was nothing to him. The key was that Carlos had to be steady. As a teammate, he had a general understanding of Carlos' abilities and side effects, otherwise he would not be able to cooperate.

When Carlos heard the word coconut, he thought of the coconut juice that quenches his thirst. He reluctantly regained his energy and tried to flap his wings to slow down his fall.

The sand is getting closer.

Pounce.

Carlos shoveled a mark in the sand.

Mason rolled a few times to relieve himself and ate a mouthful of sand, but these were minor matters. Before he could stand still, he quickly turned around to check on Carlos.

On the beach, Carlos's body shrank and slowly turned into a skinny and bone-like appearance. The previous recovery from his injuries and the deliberate weight gain in the army were directly consumed.

"Wait for me, I'll pick some coconuts! Be right back!"

Seeing that Carlos was still breathing, Mason felt relieved and looked around under the moonlight, here It's just a small beach, but there are indeed a few coconut trees growing tenaciously.

Take off a piece of clothing and twist it into a long shape. Mason quickly climbed up the coconut tree and sawed off the coconuts with his folding knife.

Fall back to the ground, dig a hole in the coconut, and carefully fill it with Carlos.

As soon as Carlos tasted it, he couldn't help but catch the coconut with his hand and started sucking it wildly. After drinking four coconut water in a row, Carlos finally came back to life. He looked at the sand and the sea around him in confusion, and he was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

"How are we doing now?"

"Bad, but still alive."

Mason wants to give Carlos a smile A little confidence, but too much bitterness.

"The intelligence from the headquarters just revealed that the bases on the Mare Islands are no longer able to provide support."

"That is to say, these bases in the Mare Islands are under control, so it is best to mobilize troops from the nearest base. The choices are the Hawaii base group and the Guam base group. "

"It is too difficult for helicopters to come here. Even if the military is willing to send vertical take-off and landing fighter jets, in terms of range, it will have to be a long way from the aircraft carrier. Are you still there? "

Carlos nodded and stretched out his hand, deliberately protecting his watch when he transformed.

"That's good. The simpler the thing, the more durable it is. So this thing only has the function of telling the time and positioning. At least it can let them know where we are."

Mason felt that at least there was some hope.

It’s just that there isn’t even a shelter in this place. If the fishmen come after you, you’ll have to wait to die.

But fortunately, if he were to pursue me, he would have taken a wrong direction at first, hoping to delay him for a while.

Mason did succeed. He tricked those fishmen who were slowly starting to lose their brains. By the time they reacted, it was already two days later.

In two days, the two aircraft carrier battle groups dispatched by America have approached the waters of the Mare Islands, using satellites and drones to obtain detailed information on the islands early.

"The residents of Maro Port seem to be fine, but to be on the safe side, we will block the port until the end of this incident."

"General John, officials of the Mare Islands sent a public document of protest. "

"The USS Carney has been sunk, and no signs of manipulation have been found by the other base patrol ships."

"All bases have been deserted. I suspect that they are on the bottom of the sea, taking the initiative. The sonar remains activated around the clock, giving them no chance of a sneak attack. "

The USS Miller, the war situation center, collects all kinds of information, and the staff constantly summarizes new information from it.

"The reconnaissance plane has discovered Carlos. He and another survivor are currently on this island. We have sent helicopters for rescue."

"General, we observed a group of strange birds coming from Clouds appeared and were approaching, but there was no response from the radar. "Try to shoot down."

The anti-aircraft guns roared, and the strange birds seemed to keep showing signs of falling.

“Report, General, the undersea sonar found abnormal signs, but the image returned by the undersea detector is normal.”

"Activate the combat plan based on sonar."

After receiving the order, the destroyers and frigates used hedgehog bombs to launch based on sonar feedback.

Bombs exploded on the seabed one after another, but they seemed to be exploding sea water. Apart from disturbing this small area of ​​​​sea, there was no visual feedback.

Furthermore, the explosion also disrupted the operation of the sonar, making it impossible to receive effective information immediately.

All the personnel have stood at the corresponding positions, their palms are sweating, and they don’t know what kind of enemy they are about to face.

A light fog began to appear, and it quickly thickened in a short period of time, blocking the sight of the ships.

“Satellites can observe that there is an unreasonable thick fog phenomenon in our sea area.”

“No, from now on, don’t trust all vision, including machine cameras. We can only trust radar and sonar."

General John issued the order to all ships.

At the same time, under the frigates and destroyers, fish heads poked out of the water. Those pairs of fish eyes were quietly waiting for the elder's order.

"Grrrr!"

"Grrrr!"

The murlocs began to cling to the ship, walking on the smooth hull.

Before a sailor could see what it was, he was thrown to the ground by the fishman who had already jumped up.

“There is an enemy!”

Some sailors who had just taken out weapons from the armory opened fire and fired back.

A sailor aimed at a fish-man who was close and fired wildly, but it seemed that he could not hurt him at all. The bullet penetrated directly through his body, and he could only watch the other man approach and then pass through himself. .

“Fake?”

As soon as the idea came to his mind, a murloc jumped out from somewhere and sealed his throat with its sharp claws.

"The Mitchell was attacked by the enemy!"

"The Harvey was attacked by unknown creatures on board!"

"The submarine USS Delaware has lost contact!"

Alarms are constantly coming from everywhere. This method is completely different from modern warfare. It made him feel as if his many years of service were completely useless.

But at this moment, he must be responsible for everyone's lives.

“Keep in touch with General Perry and synchronize all information to him.”

"Disband the formation and all ships keep their distance."

"The supply ship immediately evacuates the battlefield."

"Lock the missile launch systems of all ships."

"Open the armory, everyone is ready for close combat with the enemy!"

"Fighter."

Looking at the thick fog, he hesitated for a moment: "...Send out all the fighter planes and try our best to support the fleet."

As the orders were conveyed, the staff in the command room became busy.

With the aircraft carrier as the center, the surrounding ships continued to report being attacked. However, the aircraft carrier as the flagship could not see a shadow of the enemy. It could only tense its nerves at all times, arranging fighter jets to take off, while paying attention Enemies that may appear in dense fog.

Pounce!

A slender black shadow was thrown out from the sea level, flew up to a height of hundreds of meters, and hit the deck of the aircraft carrier with great force, directly crushing several fighter jets and ground crew members.

The length and weight of tens of meters, coupled with the fall from high altitude, caused the aircraft carrier to tilt instantly, and some people even accidentally fell into the sea.

“This is the Delaware?!”

In the thick fog, although this black giant has been twisted into a twist-like shape, it can still be vaguely distinguished. This is A submarine.

Specifically, it was half an attack nuclear submarine, with traces of explosions on it.

Can they fight against a monster that can throw such a nuclear submarine hundreds of meters into the air like a toy?

Waves of coolness hit the backs of everyone present, and they felt that there was a high probability that they would not be able to go back.

"The Harvey has lost contact!"

"The deck of the Lassen has been occupied, requesting that the sea valve be opened."

More and more unfavorable news keeps coming. , John took off his hat tremblingly.

"Allow."

"Launch out all the anti-submarine missiles. It should be under us."

"Notify the base that the ship that has lost contact will no longer be a friendly force and will be sunk immediately."

Crash— —

The huge sound almost covered John's voice even through the armor. The windows on the deck and island were ticking as if it was raining, but when people looked up, they realized that it was raining. A thick, black pillar reaching the sky opened up the sea water and stood beside the aircraft carrier.

Even in the thick fog, they could feel the suffocation caused by such a giant thing.

There were more than one, two, and seven or eight black pillars of unclear height surrounding them.

It wasn't until the black column shot toward the aircraft carrier that they could clearly see the terrifyingly large suckers on it.

This is the tentacle of a giant deep sea monster!

The banging sounds continued one after another, which was the loud noise of tentacles hitting the deck.

In just over ten seconds, the three-hundred-meter-long aircraft carrier was completely enveloped by the terrifying group of tentacles extending from the bottom of the sea, clinging to it.

(End of this chapter)