When the flagship of the Anglo-Danish cruiser disappeared from the water, the bearded captain of the embarrassed Consul-class battleship was picked up onto the heavy cruiser of the Conqueror. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Retreat!" As soon as he climbed onto the side of the heavy cruiser, the bearded captain gave an angry order, "Conqueror-class ship No. 2 will take over the flagship and lead the fleet to retreat!" ”

"I'm afraid it's too late, my sir." The captain of the Conqueror-class cruiser handed him the binoculars heavily.

The bearded man raised his binoculars to take a look, and four white remnants of smoke were drawn from the sky close at hand. The speeding light cruiser was already close at hand.

"The Seawolf missile was shot down, and we couldn't stop the enemy ship from pursuing it at all. The battleship sank, the Conqueror-class No. 1 lost its ability to move, and there were thousands of sailors waiting to be killed on the surface of the sea - perhaps we had to surrender. The wise subordinate said heavily.

"Cast ...... Surrender?! The bearded man gritted his teeth, almost crushed the telescope, turned his head and tugged at the collar of his subordinates and shouted: "The Norwegian cruiser is the glory of the Royal Navy of England!" How dare you surrender to me? ”

"The Conqueror-class ship No. 2 has docked to rescue you, and the best opportunity to retreat has been lost. The enemy battle beast is already 11 kilometers away, and we can't escape. The cruiser captain scolded and calmly told the bearded man: "The only few destroyers, the Conqueror-class No. 2, who may be able to escape back to the Faroe Islands alive, are ready to do their duty, and we will fight with you until the last moment, and we will die with the enemy." ”

The bearded man froze in despair.

A battle line of great defeat and loss.

Sailors struggling for help all over the ground.

The Deep Navy Regiment of the Great Army.

The bearded man realizes that his life has come to an end.

Not only that, but perhaps the entire Arctic Ocean coastal defense line has also come to an end in history. He knew that even if he fled back to the Faroe Islands, that stupid port would not allow him to organize an effective revolt - the Deep Navy in front of him could only be matched by the main fleet of the British Empire.

And the Air Force, the Air Force from the homeland, might be able to pose the slightest threat to that terrible battle dwelling beast.

"Raise the white flag?" The cruiser captain persistently asked him, forcing the Supreme Commander to come and make this shameful decision. The officers and men of the whole ship already understood that the artillery of their huge ship could no longer recover the decline of defeat, and the lives of the 9,000 officers and men on the two heavy cruisers depended on the words of the beard.

To defend the glory of the Royal Navy, then continue to fire artillery and fight fiercely to the death.

To cherish the last remaining life, raise the white flag and ask for mercy.

Whether to leave glory or life is an eternal dilemma.

The beard was still hesitating, and suddenly, the battle beast in the distance burst out of the water, and all the officers were shocked to see that the battle beast with great power turned out to be more than 300 meters long, like a sea monster that shocked a hundred miles, and a flap of its tail can cause a tsunami. And when it opened its mouth to roar like a demonstration, the large-caliber railgun in its throat was filled with the blue light of electric sparks.

The bearded man immediately said: "Raise the white flag and stop the shelling." ”

When the four Pioneer-class destroyers saw the white flag hoisted by their flagship, they immediately abandoned their flagship, drove at full speed, scrambled to defeat and flee, and galloped away in the direction of the Faroe Islands.

It wasn't long before a moving island broke through the waves, and a huge shadow loomed over the Royal Navy on the deck of the heavy cruiser. Towering battle-dwelling beasts swam past the side of the heavy cruiser with their heads held high, like a truck driving past a telephone booth.

The sailors in the water had been rescued by the two heavy cruisers one after another, wrapped in military blankets and shivering in the cabin. The remaining sporadic drowning in the icy waters, their lips fluttering from the cold, waiting for the nearest lifeboat to come to their rescue.

According to the International Humanitarian Warfare Regulations, there are two types of prisoners of war that are not allowed to be killed: the air force that parachutes and the navy that falls overboard. But no one knows if the Deep Navy will follow the rules of the human race, because the human race itself does not care much about these rules.

A speedboat-sized exorcist beast swam past a drowning soldier and slammed into him as if he were not looking. The sailors were almost delirious, and they were knocked to pieces, dragging a line of bubbles, and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Suddenly, a curious silver-haired beauty rolled into the water, kicked gracefully and dived for a while, and with a dexterous swing of her slender waist, and then turned sharply upward, her waist and legs rippling like a fishtail, and in the blink of an eye, she rushed back to the water, and she actually held the fainting sailor in her arms.

The beauty wears a conservative one-piece swimsuit, which is densely covered with scarlet electronic circuits, as if the entire outfit forms an external antenna to maintain the command communication between her and the ruling beast. Her eyebrows are snow-white, her cherry lips are delicate, and the cheeks of the beauty behind her ears are slightly open and closed, easily hugging the fainting sailor, curiously playing with his head back and forth, and poking the sailor's stiff cheek with her index finger, like a little girl testing the function of the doll.

Suddenly, a passing rescue boat sped by, and a big blond man grabbed the side of the boat and roared eagerly: "Hans! Heavenly Father, you're not dead—the stinky watch of the deep sea, let go of my heart! ”

Light cruiser frowned for a moment, hugging the sailors as she floated up and down on the sea, tilting her head curiously at the people on the rescue boat.

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(To be continued.) )