Naturally, Peterson, the coastal defense officer who fell to the ground, would not know how abrupt his infrared image was in front of the compound eye devil. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 He looked up at the black devils surrounding him, thinking that his life had probably come to an end.

One of the devils had just picked up the strange weapon in his hand and aimed it at him, while the other devil next to him shook his head, said a few words that he didn't understand, and compared a few gestures that he didn't understand, which made the devil in front of him raise the short sword-like weapon with a black hole and hole in the mouth a little higher, and no longer aimed at himself.

"Answer me truthfully, are you a military member of the Bimoon Church?"

One of the devils spoke. Peterson was already frightened by this time, and there were 10,000 voices in his heart complaining that he had just come to this beach to see these devils, and how could he care about his loyalty to the church?

"Yes, I'm just an ordinary coastal defense officer, performing the duties of patrolling the sea around here......"

The Chinese captain who led the team ashore nodded. This was what they expected—hell would it be if the Bilunar Church hadn't done some regular patrol system on the coast.

Looking at Peterson's dress, through Ofer Mondridge, who were familiar with the dress code of personnel at all levels of the Bimonthly Church, they could basically determine Peterson's general identity and background, and only need to touch so lightly with the confession, then a small person like Peterson cannot escape the palm of the Chinese.

"Scratching the tongue diligently" has always been a good tradition of the Chinese military, and this time will naturally be no exception. The leader of the frogman captain and several surveying frogman team members looked at each other, and immediately decided to take this Peterson back as a tongue judge - anyway, a small character like him doesn't know where to go, few people will care, the refugees seem to have evaporated from the world but actually take the ship to Elta, and the two parties who thought the news was cut off reunited in a foreign land, such a thing has been repeated in the continent of Elta, where the refugees survived, So much so that several of Elta's major radio stations have launched radio programs to help reunite separated relatives......

In addition, according to the report of the lower-level officials of the Bimoon Church who fled, the church's already not very strict grass-roots official structure has long been ruined in the continuous western expeditionary military disasters, air ship disasters, and trade blockades, so now the population in and out of the Lancas Islands is no different from waste paper.

This Peterson is only a coastal defense officer appointed by the local church government on Banba Island (not even the central government's appointment), not an official of any important department, and even more noble in terms of status, and even not the cornerstone of the church's power system at all, yes, not even the cornerstone.

If he was lost inexplicably, and his senior priests were in a hurry to embezzle the magic powder and salary in his account, where would anyone stab this matter up? If this two-moon church is in a smooth year, everyone laughs haha, but once there is such a variable at the moment, it is to push the wall down, everyone pushes it, and everyone plays the pot together, and the sores on the head and pus on the feet are bad from head to foot.

With such a number of days, the church is naturally doomed to die. Although this coastal defense officer Peterson has been tied up and brought into the water by these black devils, he thinks brighter than anyone else.

He was stubborn, so stubborn that he almost had to use his life to prove that his report was correct, but he himself knew very well what the clergy and bishops of the Bimoon Church were like now—that's why he asked his wife to flee to the main island as soon as he couldn't wait for him to return, and not to get entangled with the high-sounding clergy, who were all jackals, tigers and leopards in human skin......

I really don't know what happened to the current gods and adults, how could they let this kind of goods climb to a high position, and let them bully these devout disciples like themselves? Coast Defense Officer Peterson watched himself being dragged from the beach into the water little by little, and in addition to the despair as if he had fallen into hell and could not turn back, he actually had a lot of resentment towards the current Double Moon Church.

The devils who dragged him across the water wore strange masks on their faces (they weren't actually on a breathing apparatus, they were just swimming), and in Peterson's imagination they would be able to swim in the water without being drowned.

And what about yourself? I'm just a small character who can only flutter in rivers, lakes and shallow seas, and it's enough to choke for half a minute, not to mention that I'm still tied up by five flowers? Now I'm going to die.

Of course, Peterson didn't know that he was facing the sky with two foam floats glued to his back with Velcro - these "devils" didn't want his life at all, and even if they did, they had to wait for him to explain the situation on Banba Island, and they wouldn't have drowned him directly at sea to feed the fish as he thought......

Sure enough, after he had been dragged by the "devils" for no more than a few hundred meters, Peterson suddenly felt himself being lifted up—he looked at the scene with his feet down and his head up, completely stunned.

The sea, which should have been empty, now has a black plot that can stand on a dozen people - if this is anything like it, the large whales that can sometimes be caught on the fisherman's wharf on the main island of Lankas are completely black and unbare.

But this thing is bigger than a whale, and bigger than my boss's yacht! Peterson gasped and looked at the shoreline again, judging from the distance, there was no reason why he couldn't see the big whale with a short wall on the balcony just now!

Is this thing really like a whale, able to float freely on the sea?! Peterson thought about it for a moment, but the cold sweat kept breaking out, and he didn't care that he was being carried up the low wall, which also didn't have much color in the moonlight.

That's the conning tower enclosure of the 96 boat, and what doesn't quite match the identity of the 96 boat's pocket submarine is its enclosure. Considering that the 96 has a hull that is almost compatible with a small offshore conventional submarine (but on the other hand, the 96 does not have a launch tube).

As soon as the watertight lid of the enclosure was opened, the team members, who had completed the preliminary survey of the coast, took a tongue and carried the frightened Peterson into the submarine.

On the moonlit night sea, where no one would notice, the 96 boat once again dived and hid its figure - even in the good visibility now, the naked eye must be close to a distance of about 100 meters to be able to spot this shallow sea ghost, and those cargo ships sailing on the channel and only observing the front could not see the dozens of seconds of the 96 boat's activities in the coastal waters of Banye Island.

Without any danger or suspense, the 96 boat returned to the inclined dock track of the Ao Guang in the early morning of the next day. The mission was successfully completed, and this beach on Banba Island was also suitable as a site for the construction of a future transshipment port, but Ao Guang had another more important task next - it was rare to send the tongue of the aborigines belonging to the island's defense and military department from Banba Island, whose existence was much more valuable than that of the refugees who had fled from Banba Island.

The aft deck of the Ao Guang is the area where the operation is under the sea surface, and the helicopter deck is the common foredeck location on scientific research ships. Peterson had just risen from the water in the early morning to the Aoguang he had been observing, and after a short pause, he was escorted onto the helicopter deck by the Chinese soldiers.

Except for the search of Peterson's body and the binding of his hands, the Chinese deliberately did not cover the eyes of the coastal defense officer Peterson—from the moment he entered the interior of this cutting-edge ship of the 21st century from the command platform shell of the 96, Peterson's eyes and mouth never closed.

He had thought that the pure black whale was a world of flesh and blood, bones and tendons—like hell described in the canon and in religious paintings—but now he was confronted with a world he had never seen before.

He was beginning to doubt the tunes that the gods of the world had been preaching. In the description of the Twin Moon Church in recent years, the weapons used by the "devils" in the other world are all at the cost of human life, and their structures are based on flesh and bones.

What kind of bloody sailing ships made of the flesh and blood of the cultists, and siege magic arrays that use human blood as the raw material of black magic, Peterson has always believed in these propaganda. In fact, the bishops who made them up had never fought head-on with the people of another world or even the Elta army, and the things they made were completely in line with the propaganda methods used to slander their opponents in the Red Dragon Rebellion......

The people of the Bimoon Church will be disgusted and disgusted by these propaganda, but this does not mean that they do not believe that these are true - the church is the authority, the supreme authority, it is the belief in the living God that feeds the people of the Lancas Islands, and since their birth these education have brainwashed them from every corner of society, but unfortunately, the most critical link has been broken by the Chinese with the clamping of sea lines of communication.

Peterson remembered. When the transport, which had not arrived on Banba Island for a long time, returned a few months ago, the flag of the Two Moons Church that represented the name and glory of the Church was no longer on its mast. At that time, the Bi-Moon Church had long since failed to fulfill its promise as the voice of the present generation, to give its people the ability and hope to feed and live, and even the food that had been brought in had to be brought in at the cost of the ship taking off the flag of the Bi-Moon Church.

Peterson looked at the "devils" who had carried him to the dragon palace and removed their masks - in contrast to his devout beliefs and church propaganda, they were no different from ordinary people, they could talk, communicate, and laugh and talk......