Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Sekiro

Before she could react, Thelma suddenly felt a momentary coldness coming from the tip of her nose.

A snowflake fell on her nose and melted with her body temperature.

Under the auroras that filled the sky, silver snowflakes fell piece by piece, reflecting dreamy colors.

The cold wind roared, and a white death-like storm descended. Snowflakes instantly covered all the vision. The violent wind roared, and the temperature suddenly dropped. The faces of those still on the deck were covered with a thin layer of frost.

A huge black shadow loomed in the white mist, with an angry whale roar, as if it had penetrated the eternal time and the vast world.

The hull of the Monyach turned back toward the ice road it had broken through when it came, increased its speed to 15 knots, and crashed straight through the icy sea.

"What the hell is that!" Thelma shivered from the cold. She put on goggles and a mask, but she still couldn't isolate herself from the severe cold, which seemed to freeze all the blood in her body.

"It's not a whale anyway." Fingel patted his face as if patting flour, patting off the frost on his face.

He was looking around with a sniper rifle on his shoulder, wearing only his school uniform. He always wore his school uniform indoors. The alarm came too suddenly and did not give him time to change clothes.

Zero wore even less, a fighting training suit with a black belt around his waist. His arms and head were exposed to the cold air, and his eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost.

Fortunately, she grew up in a cold area, so the sudden low temperature did not have any impact on her. She quickly borrowed a combat uniform from Thelma and put it on, although the black combat uniform was too tight for her. She was slightly overweight, but after pressing the tightening button, the clothes shrunk to fit her body shape.

boom! boom! boom!

Fingel fired a few more shots into the storm, and the huge recoil of the sniper rifle seemed to disappear on him.

"It was angered." Mance narrowed his eyes. "It regarded us as prey and wanted to slowly torture us to death."

"Has the radar responded?"

"The sonar frequency is being adjusted." Thelma concentrated on pressing various buttons on the advanced machine, gradually restoring the radar to a usable level.

"Success!"

Finally, the radar chart appeared on the screen again. A shadow was swimming around the Monyach at high speed. In addition, more than a dozen red dots appeared in all directions. They were icebergs, condensing icebergs!

Although the Monyach was transformed into an icebreaker, if it hits an iceberg of more than 7 meters, the steel armor plate will still be inevitably damaged and there will be a risk of water leakage. This is undoubtedly fatal in the desolate Arctic Ocean. There were threats, and there was also a sperm whale following the ship that wanted to kill them.

"I think this is the one from ten years ago." Fingel's eyes were intense.

Thelma only discovered today how strong Fingel's body looked, like a polar bear. She originally thought that it was all fat and fat, but she was wrong. Those were all refined muscles. From the side Look, this face is actually quite handsome, as long as he doesn't show that obscene smile, but this guy's hair looks like it has been gnawed by a dog, it is not neat at all and has pits.

Thelma finally saw the evidence that Professor Mance said that Fingel had been hit hard on the head.

It was a very terrible wound that spread from the forehead to the depths of the scalp, as if the skull had been cracked open.

"Judging from its capabilities, this sperm whale is very similar to the one from ten years ago. It has at least the power of the next generation." Mance said: "But it is completely different from the 'slender and light body' that Schneider said. I'm more inclined to think it's a subspecies of dragon that hasn't been discovered yet."

"But I think it recognized me." Fingel exhaled hot white breath. "My old wounds started to hurt and heat up after entering this sea area."

"It is very smart. It keeps swimming around the hull and does not enter our range." Mansi stared at the radar map, the fast-moving red dot, always watching from a distance.

"Is there any way to kill it?" Fingel returned the sniper rifle to the sniper. He was sure that the first shot hit, but the subsequent shots missed. The lethality of the bullet underwater would be greatly reduced. Weakened, ordinary guns will lose power when fired horizontally underwater within one meter. Special underwater pistols rarely have a range of more than 15 meters. Even large-caliber sniper rifles can reach 20 meters in size. It looks like a toy in front of a giant underwater beast.

It is impossible to kill the white sperm whale with guns, but they are on the Monyach, a warship modified by the Equipment Department. You can deny the Equipment Department in terms of practicality and economy, but you cannot deny it in terms of lethality. Deny them.

Fingel believed that the ship must have satisfactory weapons.

"We have a storm torpedo, the latest weapon developed by the Armament Department." Mans said: "This is the fastest torpedo in the world, with a speed of two hundred knots. The warhead is an alchemical warhead with 8,000 alchemical shrapnel embedded in a spiral. , the moment it hits the target, 8,000 shrapnel will bloom like a metal flower, spreading and rotating on a 30-meter-diameter plane."

"Like a chainsaw?" Fingel was eager to try. "Cut that guy in half from the middle. Isn't this a bit too cruel? We will be complained by the Wildlife Conservation Society."

"Can you stop laughing when you say this?" Thelma felt increasingly cold.

The ice storm is slowly getting stronger, and sharp ice crystals appear in the soft snowflakes, reflecting light like silver threads.

These ice crystals are crawling across the screen of the machine at a speed visible to the naked eye. Crystal ice spikes appear in the gaps between the parts. Thelma can't stop trembling. The speed of the Monyach is also slowed down due to resistance. They are being swept by the storm. and surrounded by icebergs.

"Actually, I prefer a meat grinder." Fingel shrugged and helped Thelma shake off the ice crystals that had accumulated on her joints. "If we grind that guy into minced meat, we can eat whale meatballs tonight. .”

Thelma felt like her head was freezing, and she actually felt that Fingel's hand was big and powerful.

"The destructive power of the storm torpedo is enough. The thing has no scales for protection. As long as it hits, it can be killed. But we only have one shot and there is no chance to make a mistake." Mance said with a stern face: "Once the shot is empty, wait for us It is death, and it plans to surround us with icebergs and watch us freeze to death bit by bit in the extreme cold."

"You have to find a way to lure it over," Fingal said.

"It's not stupid. Even if you learn to be a whale, it won't crash into you stupidly."

"If the female whale is not good enough, just try to provoke the male whale. If you try to provoke it, it will take the bait."

"Then who's going to play the male whale?"

"I go."

"Wait, are you serious?" Thelma took a breath of cold air: "Are you crazy? The sea is that monster's territory, aren't you going to die!"

"I don't want to die either. Do you think I have lived enough? I am very afraid of death. If you die, even the people living in your memory will die with you. You can only remember them as long as you live." Finger Er spread his hands, "But in the current situation, there is only one way we can go. Someone has to be the bait, otherwise everyone will die here."

Thelma knew that Fingel was not being alarmist. The white sperm whale had such strength that it could slowly wear out the Monyach.

If the storm continues to accumulate like this, their scope of activities will soon be limited to the cabin, and the entire ship will be frozen into a big ice block. Although the nuclear power reactor can provide enough heat, their The living space will be compressed into a very small place, and the food will soon run out. They also have to be wary of the attack that this whale may launch at any time. Doing nothing will mean slow death. It is better to take advantage of the moment and fight for it. Bundle.

"I'll lure it over, and then you kill it with torpedoes. It's a simple plan, isn't it?" Fingel did some warm-up exercises on the deck.

Mance thought about the powerful relationship, "How do you plan to dive?"

"Attach a small marine jet propeller to my back, and the speed must reach at least 15 meters per second."

"Okay, but that thing has a load capacity of 40 kilograms."

"Did you forget that my word spirit is a bronze throne? 40 kilograms, small case."

"I can also dive." Zero raised his hand.

"You?" Fingel looked at Zero up and down, "How can you dive with such a small body? Don't join in the fun, a male whale is enough to lure it over."

"My word spirit is the mirror pupil, which can copy your bronze throne."

"Jingtong? The word spirit that can copy the effects of other people's words and spirits?" Thelma asked: "But I remember that before copying, Jingtong needs a period of time to observe and learn the copying spirit. The more you know about the spirit, the better the effect will be. If you don’t know anything and copy it rashly, you will fail.”

"I can perfectly copy his Bronze Throne." Zero said calmly: "The Bronze Throne is a passive word spirit for the owner. When it is activated, it can greatly improve the physical ability. It will also strengthen the strength in daily status. I am the most It can be replicated for 10 minutes. During these 10 minutes, my strength can reach his level, but after 10 minutes, I will lose strength."

"When did you learn this secretly?" Fingel suddenly hugged her chest tightly like a little girl.

"When we get on the boat."

Zero and Fingel put on diving suits, with a jet-type underwater propeller backpack hung on their backs.

They came to the back cabin. The circular hatch opened, and a deep passage directly connected to the sea. There were two electric winches next to the passage.

"There is no lifeline underwater, so you have to rely on yourselves." Mance looked heavy.

Ye Sheng and Shutoku Aki also dived in the back cabin, in the Bronze Palace of the Three Gorges. At that time, they still had a lifeline connected to them, and they could be pulled up with a winch when necessary, but the sperm whale hid far away , always maintaining a distance of 2 to 3 nautical miles from the ship, and their lifeline was only 800 meters long.

If Fingel and Zero tie a lifeline, it will only restrict their own actions and make them unable to let go.

"According to the plan, we are responsible for guiding it within the range of the storm torpedo." Zero's voice came through the mask.

"Thelma is responsible for communicating with you, and I am responsible for aiming the target and launching the torpedoes." Mance took a deep breath.

"clear."

"Old man, please stop shaking your hands, the life of the whole ship depends on you." Fingel was still in the mood to joke at this time.

"I'm not old enough to be in a coffin yet." Mance snorted coldly.

Although he said this, he also felt tremendous pressure.

It would be great if Ye Sheng was here, Yan Ling Snake, even without the vision of the seabed, he could easily lock the beluga whale through the information fed back by the snake. With the help of the computer, he would be a gunner as if he were in a game. With the self-aiming device turned on, as long as it enters the shooting range, there is almost no possibility of being empty.

But Mance does not have Ye Sheng's ability. He can only rely on experience and feel to aim at the target.

"Is the communication normal?"

Selma's voice came from Fingel and Zero's headsets.

"normal."

"ok, ok."

"Get ready to dive." Mance put his hands behind his back.

Time waits for no one. Those icebergs have grown to the level of 8 meters. The Monyach is unable to move forward and is about to be trapped and die on the sea.

"YES, Sir!" Fingel stood upright and saluted.

His eyes were red gold like molten lava, and he chanted Guao's syllables. The dragon's blood in his veins boiled, and a powerful aura radiated from his body.

Thelma looked at Fingel. She seemed to have only really known this man to this day. The "F-level" man today was the "A-level man" ten years ago.

What kind of scars turned this man into an "F grade"?

She thought she might have a chance to ask later.

Fingel jumped into the deep pipe with a "pop", followed closely by Zero. If you could peel off the diving suit and look at their skin, you would find that their skin had turned into a bronze-like color with a metallic luster.

When the bronze throne is activated, it can strengthen bones and muscles to the level of dragons. With the booster, the two of them are like tuna returning home in the sea. The speed reaches 20 meters per second, and the booster sprays out water pumps. It leaves a trail of bubbles on the seafloor.

It was pitch black under the sea, and the ice blocked the sunlight. Even with the Golden Eyes turned on, their visual range was only 10 meters.

It’s no wonder that some people suffer from deep sea phobia. The deep sea without light is a terrifying abyss. Imagine that you are trapped here, with no direction, only boundless darkness, and monsters hidden in the darkness. This is a fear of the unknown. Fear is the most primitive fear.

"It has sensed you." Selma's voice sounded on the communication channel: "Toothed whales can sense the surrounding environment through the sonar system, and it should be able to do the same."

"Which direction is it?" Fingel released the handshake button, the thrusters stopped working and the speed slowed down.

"Your six o'clock position, it is very alert and moving away from you."

"Then let's split up and go over and surround it!" Fingel pressed the start button and flew out again.

"Yeah." Zero agreed and swam in the other direction.