In the midst of the stormy waves, the warship rises and falls. It seems to be in a panic, and it has completely lost the professionalism that the army should have. But in reality, it was only a brief confusion caused by the long-lost battle formation, and they soon realized that this was really not a drill.

The departments quickly calmed down and began to organize an effective counterattack.

It's just that the enemy is a little peculiar.

The destroyer is 150 meters long, and the golden dragon with a body length of nearly 30 meters basically occupies the entire foredeck completely when it ascends to the bow, and the main ship's guns are also directly sagging 90 degrees from the ravages of the dragon's claws.

And the rest of the firepower simply couldn't penetrate the golden dragon's scales.

The thunder resounded, the wind howled, and the terrifying golden figure, like a nightmare, was entrenched on the deck, with scales and armor, and the articles flickered, the fiery red dragon mane waved in the wind, and the two dragon whiskers hung down on both sides of the blood basin like thick whips.

The dragon's eyes are full of divine power, and it is impossible to look at them directly.

Boom......

The already stormy steel giant ship shook.

The two dragon claws stomped on the ship's guns, and the sound of metal tearing penetrated into people's ears and gave people goosebumps all over their bodies.

The dragon head stared closely at the bridge control tower, and from the glass window, you could see the swaying figures standing inside.

A huge wave struck and slammed against the conning tower, and the whole hull shook violently.

Roar......

The dragon head took a deep breath and snarled towards the bridge.

The hurricane followed, whipping up the rain and crashing wildly on the portholes.

"Fire, fire, fire freely!"

The soldiers, hiding behind makeshift bunkers, quickly set up a variety of weapons and fired wildly. It's just that the torrential rain is so heavy that it can't shoot steadily, like a torrent passing by.

Grunt.

A soldier was swept over by a hurricane and slid out on his back. James grabbed his belt and grabbed a grenade from his body.

"Hi. Man, hold on to the handrail! I'm going to do something big. ”

James crawled close to the bridge gangway, and in the strong hurricane, after several efforts, he finally climbed the gangway. Step by step, it was difficult to climb. He gripped the grenade tightly in his hand.

This is the only hope, he firmly believes.

James, who loves all kinds of personal heroism movies, has always admired the heroes who turned the tide at critical moments, and they relied on their own strength to challenge Tyrannosaurus rex, deep-sea monsters, evil octopuses, and aliens. Blow up aliens, alien warships, alien monsters, a whole bunch of alien girls......

It is not only courage, but also wisdom.

It's not that he wasn't afraid, but this catastrophic scene ignited all the blood in his body, and if he was placed on a real battlefield, he was definitely a soldier who was not afraid of death.

Lu Zheng looked at the bridge conning tower and looked at the faces with fear.

With the help of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, no matter how well-equipped and well-trained the army is, in the current environment, the pouring rain, the crazy hurricane, and the deafening thunder. And the incomparably strong turbulence, it is difficult to even control the balance, let alone resist.

People often see apocalyptic scenes in movies, but the soldiers of the United States are still as brave as if they were beaten with chicken blood. This is not the case, soldiers are also human beings, and there will be fear as well.

In the Pacific Naval War, the United States fleet fought with the crazy Dongying fleet in a harsh environment and was directly defeated, and they also produced fear and fear.

It's human instinct. In film and television, it is just a whitewash of honor, and its essence is no different from Hengdian's anti-Japanese resistance.

Ninety-nine percent of people are scared of death.

A huge monster approaching one-fifth the length of the ship, invulnerable. The wind and rain were enough to keep the entire ship's more than 300 crew members in a state of stunned (we were all stunned).

There is an essential difference between being a spectator and being immersive.

Of course, perhaps the only brave one is James.

The huge dragon head approached the porthole, and Lu Zheng didn't actually have too much killing intent in his heart. If he wants to kill people and sink ships, he can completely manipulate the huge waves to overturn them, saving time and effort.

But he is not a person who will splatter blood in all directions in a fit of anger and slaughter people in a fit of anger. He respects life in the ocean, which is his people, and he respects life on land, because it is also a living thing.

Moreover, at a deeper level, the sinking of the warship here is bound to attract the attention of all forces. It is impossible for the authorities of the United States to give up, and then the quiet East China Sea will be noisy and strife.

His Dragon Palace had just begun to plan, and he simply didn't have the energy and patience to deal with waves of trouble.

A terrified chief of staff roared frantically in the conning tower, "Stricker, you idiot, you megalomaniac, we shouldn't provoke it!"

Immediately someone agreed: "Yes, we shouldn't use everyone's lives to provoke an unknown thing!"

"We didn't receive any storm warnings at all. Oh, the one who bought the pimple, it had to be it. It must have made these things. It's a creature with magical powers, a creature with destructive powers. ”

"Shut up, shut up. General Alex maintained the last bit of composure, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Ceasefire, let everyone cease fire immediately." ”

He was going to take a gamble, a bet that this creature had a high level of intelligence and could understand the meaning of an active ceasefire.

The artillery fire gradually subsided.

The two dragon claws held the bridge like a box, and the dragon head slowly approached the porthole, and the huge golden pupils slowly turned, scanning from the portholes.

Everyone leaned against the bulkhead of the commanding envoy, staring in horror at the threatening flame pupils.

Bang.

The heavy bridge armor was easily pierced by the sharp claws, and the claws that shone with cold light slowly dragged along the top of the porthole.

The sound of steel cracking shook the eardrums.

Like cutting a cake box, the golden dragon easily lifted the roof of the entire bridge, turning the command room directly into the open air.

Grunting, swallowing saliva sounded one after another.

The dragon's head descended on top of their heads, and the dragon's mouth opened slightly, revealing its fangs, and with heavy breathing, a fishy wind blew and slapped on everyone's face.

General Alex calmed down his nervousness and was about to speak for a long time. 、

A voice sounded above their heads: "For victory!"

James held the grenade in his hand, flicked the safety bolt, and threw the grenade into the dragon's mouth with all his might.

Pia……

The grenade landed on the gum of the giant mouth, grunting twice.

Lu Zheng raised his head suddenly, staring at the soldier on the gangway of the bridge, his mouth slowly closed, and he frowned slightly.

James clenched his fists tightly, his face was full of surprise, he didn't expect it to go so smoothly, so smooth that even he thought it was incredible.

It worked!

He seemed to see the next moment, the grenade exploded, the dragon head was blown to pieces, and the scene fell to the ground with a miserable howl. He even fantasized about a boat full of cheers, Hero James, and General Alex saluted him.

When it was too late, everyone only heard a 'bang', and the sound was so small that it was like playing golf. A tiny flame burst out from between the dragon's teeth.

Everyone in the command tower was about to cry.

"Oh, buy the pimple!"

"This is that idiot!"

The dragon slammed into its neck, grunted twice in its throat, and leaned forward, bursting out with an earth-shattering roar.

Crack, crack, the glass of the porthole instantly cracked, turned into shards, and splashed overwhelmingly towards the commanders.

A scream sounded, and everyone hugged their heads and ran away.

James, who stood on the gangway heroically, bore the brunt of the attack, his face turned white with fright, and when the strong wind blew, he rolled down the gangway like a gourd, and fell into a rut.

Then, everyone watched as the dragon's claws reached into the open-air command room.

Just when everyone thought they were going to sacrifice their lives for the country, the dragon claw gently gestured, crossed everyone's heads, and climbed onto the radar in the middle of the bridge.

The dragon's body meandered upward, standing on the highest point of the warship, looking up to the sky and roaring, leaping high, countless mist condensed at its feet, roaming out like stepping on auspicious clouds, and falling into the whirlpool.

The golden dragon entered the water, and the golden light quickly escaped.

With the departure of the golden dragon, the storm stopped instantly. The dilapidated destroyer returned to the calm sea, and there was silence around it, as if nothing had happened.

But they will never forget the horror of the scene.

Especially the gesture of the dragon.

That international gesture.

Three dragon toes, curled up on both sides, and one in the middle standing high.

(To be continued.) )