Chapter 17: The Anglo's Nightmare
After killing the patrol soldiers, Zhao Wushuang relied on his keen sense of smell and heat sensing to determine the location of the soldiers' quarters in the stern section of the first floor below deck.
He snaked his massive body and glided like a grim reaper on the icy deck to the entrance to the lower deck. It was a twenty-centimeter-thick stainless steel door with a disc-shaped handle on it.
This naturally made it difficult for Zhao Wushuang. The nimble snake's tail stretched out, gripping the disc-shaped iron handle as tightly as a human hand. As soon as the muscles tighten, pull the handle to rotate; The iron door opened with a dull thud.
He snaked his body and slid silently down from the round iron door. Although he was huge, due to the strengthening of his muscles by the power of the incense, Zhao Wushuang was able to control his strength very precisely. Can do it quietly......
Entering the naval dormitory, Zhao Wushuang could "hear" the snoring sound one after another.
"Hey, British. Get ready for today's nightmare! Zhao Wushuang sneered in his heart. Although he is not too seriously angry, he does not have any good feelings towards these invaders who have come thousands of miles to invade their motherland and nation, not to mention that this is a war in the first place!
Of course, the previous talk about eating a hundred people was naturally a joke, and killing a hundred people was about the same.
The two powers in Zhao Wushuang's current body, in addition to appearing on their own from time to time, mainly come from the power of incense that is worshiped by someone and the evil qi that is mainly based on blood. Naturally, there are no people here to worship and worship him, and he doesn't dare to absorb the evil qi anymore. So the purpose of cannibalism is just to fill the stomach, and the three people just now are enough.
This naval dormitory is all bunk beds, a bit like the student dormitory in his previous life. It's just that the number of beds is very large, there are dozens, which means that more than 100 people sleep here. To kill a person in his sleep, there is only one means that Zhao Wushuang can use at present - snake venom!
He opened his hideous mouth of blood, and two long fangs were exposed, and the venom in the sac was ready. Now Zao Woushuang's snake venom has far surpassed that of highly venomous snakes such as cobras and five-step snakes, and only two or three milligrams can kill people instantly.
"So, let's get started! It is already Uncle Ben's mercy to let these invaders die silently in their sleep. Zhao Wushuang thought secretly in his heart. He stabbed his fangs at the first sleeping Englishman. The sharp fangs pierced his skin and pierced the veins in his neck, and the violent venom flowed through his body in an instant. This tragic Brit was killed instantly!
"Yes, good. It looks like this approach is working. Zhao Wushuang was in a good mood, and immediately drew a gourd in the same way, and quickly crawled back and forth in this seaview dormitory. Sharp fangs are used to inject violent toxins into the veins of these sleeping British soldiers, and they can be hung up in an instant.
No one knew that during such a war alert, a huge poisonous snake had infiltrated the inside of the battleship. Kill all the soldiers on this ship!
One, two......
"The little poisonous snake that kills the bad guys, full of sharp fangs......" Zhao Wushuang This guy has a lot of bad taste, and while killing the British with venom, he sings the song adapted from "The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms" in his heart.
Sixty-five, sixty-six......
"Day! No more magic. Oh no, there's no venom anymore. ”
After biting sixty-six British soldiers to death, Zao Woushuang found that the venom stored in his poison sac had been used up, and it would take a long time to regenerate. Therefore, we have no choice but to give up.
But in any case, in less than a quarter of an hour, he quietly killed sixty-six British soldiers in a row. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is a nightmare for the British Navy!
What should I do now? If you want to continue to kill, you can't use venom, and you may be more mobile by other methods. The beds here are so close together that it's easy to wake up other people.
"Is that all? Hey, there you have it! I can't continue to kill people, I can destroy the ship itself. Find a way to destroy some of the ship's guns, or destroy the ammunition depot, so that when the battle again tomorrow comes, the Guangdong naval division can also have some upper hand and die less. Zhao Wushuang pondered in his heart.
Zhao Wushuang is not stupid. Before the Slime was sunk, the officers and soldiers of the sailors who survived the battle produced a large amount of "incense power" to strengthen his body when they worshipped him, and he had a plan in his heart.
"If I show great strength, and then find a way to fool and fool, let the entire Guangdong Sailor worship me and believe in me. How much of the power of incense would that produce? How much can I strengthen my body! ”
And it's not that hard to do that. In this era, feudal superstition was still relatively prevalent. Even those who are rich and wealthy are more in awe of ghosts and gods, let alone these big-headed soldiers. As long as you can continue to get stronger, you can show all kinds of "miracles"; In addition, with the help of Yang Ye and Liu Niu and others, it is only a matter of time before the Guangdong sailors are completely mastered.
Of course, that's all for later. What needs to be done now is to get this battleship on the ground first.
Zao Wushuang was ready to go out from here to destroy the weapons on the battleship. But he didn't notice a glass bottle thrown on the ground behind him—presumably the soldier had secretly drunk in the dormitory and thrown it under the bed. With a slight jolt in the ship rolled out.
As soon as he turned around, the snake's tail just flung on the glass bottle, and the force of inertia alone knocked the bottle out. It happened to smash into the foot of the bed, making a loud noise.
"I say!" Zhao Wushuang was speechless for a while.
It was the sound of the glass bottle shattering that made the sleeping British sailors wake up instantly. You must know that those who can cross the ocean to fight in the East are also considered the elite of the British Royal Navy, and their personal combat quality is very high. If it weren't for the existence of the BUG of Zhao Wushuang, in the normal historical trajectory battle, the first battle yesterday would have beaten the Guangdong Navy Division to the ground.
Hula, all the more than forty people who were still alive woke up. And the moment he woke up, he had subconsciously picked up the gun from the bedside, and felt a sharp military dagger under the pillow. It only took two or three seconds to get into combat mode. At this time, Zhao Wushuang was also about to break out, and he had been discovered by the British soldier closest to him.
"Snakes! How could there be such a big snake in the dormitory? Kill it! A naval soldier roared, aiming at Zao's large, triangular head and pulling the trigger. There was a thud, and an iron projectile shot out of the pungent smell of gunpowder.
Fortunately, Zhao Wushuang reacted very quickly, the snake's head twisted, and the bullet struck the middle of its body in the back with a pop.
"It hurts! Damn me killing you! Zhao Wushuang was ferocious by this shot, and his muscles directly tensed and his body flexed and stretched, flying out like a cannonball and hitting the abdomen of the British soldier who fired the shot. led the whole person to fly out for several meters and hit two or three bunk iron beds. The guy slid limply to the ground, and he had already been knocked to death.
But this time it was a mess, and the entire Navy dormitory was like a frying pan.