The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the colorful sunset on the mirror-like calm surface of the ocean, and beneath this calm water, a deep-water submarine is silently moving forward.

Mo Ding found the most comfortable position, leaning on the soft back of the seat, behind him Xiao Lancôme was gently knocking on his back, the little girl was willing to serve him this time, because in her mind, this Brother Mo was simply amazing.

The submarine was originally capable of reaching a maximum speed of 150 kilometers per hour, but Brother Mo only cast a small spell to allow their submarine to reach a speed of 400 kilometers per hour underwater, without worrying about being discovered by the Ernook reconnaissance submarine.

This small spell is to make a thin layer of bubbles appear in the seawater that the bow of the submarine touches, making the submarine seem to be flying in the air, and the resistance of the bow is greatly reduced, so the speed is increased rapidly.

Originally, they also had this kind of technology, which is called seawater vaporization, but this has a disadvantage, that is, it produces a lot of noise, and it will expose its position to the enemy detection system early, which is tantamount to suicide, so unless there are special circumstances such as running for your life, you will not do it.

However, Mordin used a small spell of space enchantment, and then blocked all the noise generated in a small range, so that the sound could not penetrate at all, not only that, but he could also absorb all the sonar launched by the enemy, forming a "black hole" of sound! In this way, their own voice is not afraid to be transmitted, and the enemy's voice cannot be detected, so they can fly unscrupulously on the bottom of the ocean.

It's so cool to do that!

"If we suddenly appear in front of the Ernuks like this, they will have to drop their jaws!" little Lancôme thought to herself, and her heart felt a little proud, and the strength in her hand couldn't help but increase a little.

"Be single-minded!" Mordin dissatisfied.

"Okay, good!" Little Lancôme immediately came back to her senses and concentrated on knocking Brother Mo on the back.

In another half an hour, you will reach the waters of Chagos Island, where at a depth of 1,000 meters, the large clamshell warship of the Ernuks is hiding.

"No matter what they ask, you can only say that we are here to rob, do you hear?" Mordin reminded the somewhat absent-minded robot girl behind him as he closed his eyes and recuperated.

"I know, I know, I can't reveal the identity of the eldest brother!" said Xiao Lancôme obediently.

"Remember to keep a low profile, when the time comes, after we rush in, you must follow me, mainly to move things as the first priority, move as much as possible, don't fall in love with the enemy, after moving things, evacuate immediately!" Mordin said repeatedly.

"Oh, remember, we're here to rob!"

The closer they got to the target, the more reconnaissance submarines there were, but these submarines seemed to be blind, and they didn't notice the arrival of their submarines, and sometimes even grazed the side of those submarines, but the submarines on guard were unaware.

Lancôme adores her brother Mo even more.

In this way, they came to the side of the huge warlord without hindrance, and stopped at a distance of 5 kilometers.

The Great Mussel Shell Warlord was even bigger than Mordin had imagined, its hull was oblate, and it hovered quietly in the depths of the ocean in a very graceful streamlined posture.

Mordin estimated that it was about 800 meters thick in the middle, but it was as long as 4 kilometers, and it was like a huge underwater monster, with its mouth wide open, swallowing all kinds of underwater ships entering and leaving.

The battle in the hinterland of the continent is still raging, and it is from this warship that the robotic aid force is continuously transported to the battlefield to maintain their strong pressure on the human army.

According to the news from Zhu Simin, the robot has gradually adapted to her battle formation play, and is gradually gaining the upper hand with its strong individual combat power, and the numerical advantage of human mecha warriors is being weakened little by little, Zhu Simin eagerly hopes that Mordin will rush back to help her stabilize the battle situation.

"Just wait, I'll support you in my way!" Mordin replied and disappeared, more than an hour passed, and it is estimated that this girl has been overwhelmed by the robot.

The remaining 3 kilometers can no longer be expected to go undetected, and the large clam shell battleship is covered with all kinds of detection equipment, and its detection capabilities are not comparable to those rookie submarines before.

"Brother Mo, how are we going to get over?" Lancôme asked in a low voice.

"How else can we get there?" rush over at full speed, aiming for its belly!" the corners of Mordin's mouth rose slightly.

"Okay! Drive at full speed, rush over!" Little Lancôme gave an order, and her subordinates immediately pushed the power switch of the submarine to the top at once, and the submarine jumped out with a "whew!", a distance of 3 kilometers, and it would not take half a minute to get there.

The big clam shell battleship immediately discovered this uninvited guest, and all the detection equipment on the hull immediately concentrated on this side, and then one by one the embrasures were opened, and hundreds of underwater missiles burst out from it, killing the front end of the submarine like a swarm of sardines.

"There's a missile!" Lancôme whispered.

"I see, you just rush!" Mordin said casually, still reclining in his chair, not intending to change his position.

The missile reached the bow of the ship in the blink of an eye.

"I'm going to be hit!" Lancôme couldn't hold her breath anymore, and stood up suddenly.

But the strange thing is that when the missiles approached the bow of the boat, they slid past the sides of the submarine as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, and did not collide with the submarine moving forward at high speed at all.

"How's it going, I'll tell you not to worry about it!" Mordin, still laughing nonchalantly.

"How did you do that?" Lancôme's eyes widened, looking at Mordine incredulously.

"This trick is called holding the sheep, as long as you change the direction of the water flow a little underwater, you can make those missiles obediently follow me!"

The force of the current is not much greater under the water than in the air, and Mordin only needs to create two rapidly spinning water balls in the front section of the submarine, disrupting the path of the missiles, and at high speed, the missiles do not have time to adjust their course, and they slide past the sides of the hull.

By the time the opponent wanted to change tactics and turn the missile around to pursue the submarine, they had already passed a short distance of 3 kilometers and came to the belly of the large clamshell battleship.

Two torpedoes burst out of the launch tube and rushed towards the thick hull of the big mussel shell.

"It doesn't have to be broken!" said Lancôme worriedly, if it couldn't break the belly of the big mussel shell, those missiles that followed might swallow the submarine in an instant.

"Don't worry, rush forward with all your might, don't stop!" Mordin patted her little head.

"Boom...... ......Boom!" Two loud explosions came, and after a flickering fire, the bow of the submarine had reached the explosion site, "Whoosh! Click......" The submarine burrowed into the belly of the big mussel shell through a blown hole.

"Come in!" Lancôme jumped up excitedly.

The missiles that followed behind the submarine's butt did not dare to attack the submarine in their stomachs, so they turned around and walked away.

"Don't get excited, get to work!"

The Great Mussel Shell Warlord apparently adopted a sealed cabin isolation structure to withstand the huge pressure on the seabed, and the seawater surged in from the breach, but it was blocked by the thick steel plate of the isolation cabin.

Lancôme instructed her soldiers to stick the submarine over a wall, and after a while, the submarine stopped outside a steel wall, and by electromagnetic attraction, the submarine was tightly attached to the bulkhead.

"Open the door!"

The thick hatch on one side of the submarine opened, revealing the bulkhead of the large clamshell battleship.

The robot soldier taps explosives to the bulkhead and then closes his own hatch.

"Boom!" the explosives exploded, and the hull shook slightly before settling down.

"It should have been blown up, open the hatch and see!" said Lancôme excitedly.

The hatch was opened, and sure enough, a large hole appeared in front of everyone, and since the submarine was clinging to the bulkhead, not much sea water had run in.

"Let's go!" Lancôme rushed in with a small sword.

Her soldiers, wielding a variety of weapons, followed Lancôme's footsteps and rushed inside.

"What are you doing in such a hurry!" Mordin's figure disappeared from his chair, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in a narrow aisle, and he had now become a meter like Lancôme's soldiers, but he was carrying the long Void Self Sword in his hand.

The hatch at the end of the passage was closed, blocking their way.

"Explode it!" Mordin said after Lancôme.

"This ...... Do you want to blow it up?" Lancôme said hesitantly, shaking a bazooka in his hand.

"Leave it alone, listen to me!" Mordin nudged her back.

"Good!" Lancôme slung the bazooka over her shoulders and pulled the trigger with her fingers.

"......Boom!" After a loud bang, the hatch was blown to pieces like a piece of glass, and a huge shockwave swept the robot guarding behind the hatch far away!

"Rush in, grab one and search it!" Mordin flashed and rushed out of the hatch, his Void Sword slashing the robots that were about to fire in two. His current strength is as easy to deal with these ordinary robot warriors as chopping melons and vegetables.

Lancôme jumped in after him, and she was really fast.

"Search and see if there is any structural diagram information of the ship!" Mordin casually saw it, split the head of the robot warrior, and pulled out the data communication interface cable from it.

"I'm coming!" Lancôme grabbed the cable in her hand and began to search the database stored in the robot's body.

"Can you unlock the code?" Mordin looked at the little girl with a very professional look, like the squid who fought with him in the optical network back then.

"Meaningless!" she quickly unlocked the password lock in the database and moved the data out of the database.

Finding the structure and functional distribution of this battleship from the database, Mordin learned that the battleship is divided into five floors, and they are currently on the lowest floor, and the materials for the core part of the robot manufacturing warlord are located on the third layer, that is, the upper two floors above their heads, and they need to go through two special lifting ports to get there.

"Follow me, kill me!" Mordin kicked the remains of the robot warrior away, then beckoned the people behind to follow, and slashed towards the first lift.