Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 191: The Route to the New Century (Part 3)
In the dark night, the Lenin left behind surging waves, and the red five-pointed star on the bow was faintly visible in the waves.
Several months after the Black Swan Port incident, the Lenin sailed into the Arctic Ocean at a leisurely pace, completing a proper "scientific expedition". Shortly after it left, the Soviet Union officially announced its dissolution, and the huge ship completely disappeared from the military, and no one knew where it had gone.
Now, it has crossed the Bering Strait and moved southwest for a long time, and its final destination is near the territorial waters of Japan.
This is a long journey, and even if it is a lie, it has to be completed with great effort. As the person who has officially taken over the supreme command on the ship, Mr. Chen actually does not have much sailing experience, and most things still require the help of the original captain.
Mr. Chen sat in the captain's room and looked out at the sea that never seemed to change. He was the Chinese man who had divided up the four spoils of war and missed his hometown very much. Because many things on the ship were directly inherited from the Lenin when it was still a warship, including the chef. The heavy taste of the Soviets really made him, a person who was used to the Jiangnan water town, not used to it. He wanted to eat a bowl of hot dry noodles.
Rushing into the captain's room with hurried footsteps, the sailor gasped for breath: "Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen, we think you need to come to the cabin and take a look!"
Now everyone on the ship knew that they no longer belonged to the Soviet Union. The new employer offered a salary dozens of times higher than before, and also gave stricter confidentiality requirements. The duty of a soldier is to obey orders, and Mr. Chen could easily control the warship and everything about it.
"What happened?" Mr. Chen frowned slightly and asked in Russian, which he had just learned. He exchanged glances with the captain and walked to the porthole.
If a warship has an abnormal situation, most of the time they will use radio to communicate. If everything has to rely on manpower, the ship would have been finished if something really happened. If it must be reported in person, it can only mean that the matter cannot be explained in the communication equipment and is beyond the control of the sailors. They need the senior personnel to give instructions in person before they dare to take action.
"We are running out of supplies!" The private looked nervous. He should be the youngest sailor on this warship and only did odd jobs.
Mr. Chen thought something big had happened at first, but when he heard this, his nervousness eased a bit. He had been nervous from the beginning of the journey to the final destination. Now when he heard this, he felt like a group of Italians on the battlefield telling him that they had to eat pizza to fight. What a letdown!
"If I remember correctly, this ship was originally loaded with enough supplies to last the port for half a year." Mr. Chen said, "Did you guys eat up all the stock?"
The navy is a very expensive force. In addition to their equipment, their food is usually high-end because they have enough supplies in the cabin, unlike the army, which may not even have a hot meal when it is really busy. Mr. Chen saw with his own eyes that the barbecue these Soviet sailors ate was all whole pieces, and each piece was as big as a plate. Hearing this news, he couldn't help but wonder if they were secretly wasting it.
"It wasn't us, it was... I don't know what it was! It's very strange!" Mr. Chen's Russian level was only at the last minute, and sometimes the sailors couldn't understand him. The young sailor was racking his brains to try to explain to Mr. Chen in his limited English.
He handed Mr. Chen a frozen fish with some crushed ice on it, which was taken out of the freezer.
Mr. Chen understood why the sailors looked so terrified. There were signs that the fish had been torn by something. The things in the freezer were all wrapped in ice, and that thing was eating the ice and the raw fish together. Its behavior was like that of a wild beast, leaving some uneven marks on the fish. They were obviously teeth, and they were very sharp, like a row of gunpoint. It was obviously not something a mouse could do, not to mention that there were cats on the Lenin.
"Is it a polar bear?" Mr. Chen first thought of wild animals, because the Lenin had indeed been to the Arctic Ocean, and the sailors had even disguised themselves as scientific researchers when they disembarked, and some even took photos with polar bears. But how could such a stupid and silly creature possibly climb over the bow of the Lenin and enter the ship?
"Absolutely impossible." The sailor shook his head firmly. "The scene was badly damaged. All the frozen food was thrown away after being bitten once. This is not in line with the eating habits of animals."
"Take me to see it." After a few seconds of silence, Mr. Chen made a decision. He now holds the highest command of the Lenin. If something like this happens, it is necessary to deal with it personally to avoid affecting the real plan of the Lenin.
In the cabin, several sailors were talking to each other in the freezer. When Mr. Chen arrived, they all touched their heels and saluted. Mr. Chen waved his hand, meaning that it was not necessary. These people used to be soldiers, but now they no longer belonged to the Soviet Union . They were just sailors on the Lenin and there was no need to follow the old rules.
The real situation in the freezer was even worse than the sailor's description. It looked like it had been robbed by bank robbers not long ago, and a bag of explosives was thrown away before leaving. Mr. Chen could not find any display racks that were still standing. All the bags, wooden boxes, and metal products were all broken into pieces. With every step he took, he could hear the things under his feet wailing. During this time, Mr. Chen even stepped on a frozen fish that was pressed under the wood chips and almost fell on his butt. Fortunately, the sailor who came with him was quick to help him up.
Judging from the situation, the invader was obviously not a wild beast who came simply for food. It seemed more like he was looking for something... rummaging through drawers and cabinets.
At this time, Mr. Chen suddenly heard a crisp sound, "pop", like a crack in the glass. But how could there be glass in the freezer?
Mr. Chen turned his head to look at the large ice blocks in the corner of the freezer. It is because of their existence that such a long-term low-temperature environment can be artificially created to preserve food. Things like raw fish are frozen directly in the ice to ensure maximum freshness.
Suddenly, cracks appeared one after another on the surface of the ice, as if something was about to break out of the ground. Mr. Chen instantly felt the fatal danger. A surging dragon power came from there, and the blood in his body was surging because of this close-range call!
Before he could say anything, the sailor next to him had already pulled up the AK47 rifle by the sling and fired at the ice. The onlookers outside also rushed in, loaded their weapons and aimed at the direction of the noise.
It was reassuring to have such a group of troops around. They were ready for battle without Mr. Chen's orders. Two of the sailors even carried fragmentation grenades for infantry. If necessary, they could immediately withdraw from the freezer and bombard it with grenades. The power of that thing would not penetrate the cabin deck, but it could turn living things into charred hedgehogs.
The ice shattered with a loud bang, not because a soldier slipped and threw the grenade away, but because the thing inside broke through the ice on its own initiative because it sensed the danger!
Countless ice fragments splashed in all directions, and an unidentified black shadow appeared in the ice. He was wearing a tattered gray woolen coat and looked like a human. Dozens of bullets were fired at the black shadow, but the black shadow was extremely fast and his movements were incredible. He showed a posture similar to flying over eaves and walls in martial arts novels, rushing towards the wall at a high speed, ignoring gravity with a kick of his feet, and finally even hanging upside down on the ceiling and running towards the hatch.
The sailors were stunned, the agility of this thing was amazing, several AK47s could not do anything to it, his movements were faster than the soldiers' shooting reactions, the barrage of bullets always lagged behind the previous landing point behind him.
In an instant, the black shadow approached the crowd from the ceiling, and swooped down like a predatory eagle.
"Get out of the way!" Mr. Chen kicked the soldier next to him away, because he found that the black shadow's target was himself, and if there was someone around him, it would affect his attack.
With both hands in his waist, Mr. Chen turned his wrists and silently took out two short knives. On the handle of the left knife was a black in white, and on the handle of the right knife was a white in black. The two yin and yang fish merged together to form the Tai Chi diagram.
Taoism played a vital role in the history of dragon slaying in ancient China. It was a religion born locally and thus was integrated into the hybrid race very early on, providing a lot of alchemical support for the dragon slaying warriors in ancient China.
The Yin-Yang swords in Mr. Chen's hands are alchemical weapons handed down from ancient times. They can effectively target things with dragon bloodline. The wounds left by the black and white swords will temporarily slow down the dragon's self-healing ability, and the blades are coated with mercury.
The black shadow was completely hidden in his coat, with a mask on his head to protect against wind and snow. Mr. Chen could not see how he attacked, but Tai Chi masters are never the ones who take the initiative. They are used to using stillness to control movement and using little force to achieve a great effect.
Mr. Chen first threw the white knife in his left hand towards the black shadow. At such a close distance, he would not be able to dodge. The moment the white knife came into contact with the black shadow, Mr. Chen heard the sound of cutting metal. Although he still couldn't see it, it was enough to help him determine the location of the opponent's murder weapon.
The black knife followed suit and hit the black shadow's weapon accurately. The bulging muscles of Mr. Chen's arms could be seen through his clothes. The black knife was like a ghostly wedge, blocking the black shadow's movements. If the black shadow did not give up his weapon, he would be dragged by Mr. Chen like water and smashed to the floor. The strength he used to pounce down was borrowed by Mr. Chen in a submissive manner.
The black shadow suddenly turned around, using Mr. Chen's black knife as a fulcrum, and kicked Mr. Chen's arm, successfully breaking away from the Tai Chi-style traction and leaping to the ceiling again. This time, Mr. Chen finally saw clearly that the black shadow was not anti-gravity, but his feet had evolved into reptiles similar to dragons, and his sharp claws could be directly embedded in steel plates. Cutting metal is so easy, I can't imagine what it would look like when it cuts a human body.
The barrage of AK47 bullets once again pounced on the ceiling. The black shadow let out a sharp roar and faced the impact of the barrage. The bullets hit his body with a clear ping-pong sound. Only a very few bullets could hit certain places by coincidence, and a few drops of blood splashed out of the holes in the black shadow's coat.
Mr. Chen exclaimed and asked the soldiers to evacuate and close the hatch. This was not an opponent that ordinary people could deal with. The combat capability shown by the target was at least of high-risk bloodline of Grade A or above. Judging from the degree of dragonization, he was no different from Deadpool.
But he realized it too late. The shadow fell into the crowd, like an eagle rushing into the nest of chicks, stretching out its sharp claws from under its coat, stomping and spinning in the crowd, and every time it passed someone, it would bring up bloody streamers. The shadow's attack was extremely fierce, and all its attacks were one-hit kills, directly destroying the human's internal organs, so that no sailor could maintain combat effectiveness and would fall down in an instant.
Mr. Chen wanted to do something, but it was too late. He could only watch these sailors die one after another without even being able to utter a single wail. Some of them had their hearts removed, but they did not realize their own death. They just stared at Mr. Chen with wide eyes in horror, hoping that he could give some more instructions so that everyone could kill this bastard monster.
The thick and smelly blood formed a red tide on the frost-covered floor. The black shadow stepped on the blood and turned his head to look at Mr. Chen. His skeleton was no longer human. He could face forward like an owl and look 180 degrees backward. The black shadow used this eagle-like and wolf-like gaze to put psychological pressure on Mr. Chen.
"Who are you?" Mr. Chen felt that this guy looked a little familiar, and he seemed to have seen that tattered coat somewhere.
"Curious, right?" The black shadow laughed. His laughter was strange, crunching, reminding people of a rotten corpse biting its upper and lower jaws, mocking Mr. Chen's ignorance.
He took off his mask and opened his coat, revealing his true face. Black bone spurs pierced his skin, most of his body was covered with scales, his mouth was as huge as a snake, thorn-like teeth protruded from his forked tongue, and only his bearded face like the roots of an old tree showed that he was once a human.
"Her...Zogg?"
Mr. Chen's question was even a little uncertain, because the person who had main contact with Dr. Herzog in Black Swan Harbor was Bondarev, and the intelligence was basically transmitted by him. The others only met Herzog once at the end, and their memory of this guy was not very deep.
"Yes, it's me, I'm still alive!" Herzog gnashed his teeth and sucked blood, revealing a hideous laugh. Every word he uttered sounded like a devil gnashing his sharp teeth for revenge.
Mr. Chen shuddered slowly, this scene was really like seeing a ghost. He saw with his own eyes that Bondarev loaded a whole magazine of bullets into Herzog's body. Finally, it was Mr. Chen who carried a shovel to bury the body. He could say with certainty that Herzog's body had lost all vital signs at that time. He was not a careless person.
But Herzog survived and even invaded the interior of the Lenin and stood in front of Mr. Chen. It has been several months since the Black Swan Port explosion. Could it be that Herzog has been living in the freezer during this period, relying on ice and raw fish to survive until today?
