Chapter 122 Not Fish Fins
"Captain, is it a shark?" The curious Dipper pulled the door frame with one hand, put most of his body outside the door, and looked at the sea illuminated by the searchlight in the distance.
Quickly estimating the distance between the two sides, Charles judged that the length of the fin was nearly two meters.
He couldn't see how big the underwater subject was due to the cover of the sea water.
"Just stare at it, don't worry about it if there's nothing abnormal." Charl said while holding the steering wheel tightly.
If it's just some giant man-eating sharks, it's nothing to be afraid of. Compared with other things in the sea, natural creatures are not too cute.
Originally, Charles thought that the two sides would just pass by like this, but more fins floated up from the water.
They gathered together and swam towards the side of the ship like a flock.
When they came to the front of the ship, there were so many fins that the crew members standing on the iron ship felt a little flustered.
The fins moved closer to the side of the boat, the high beams blocking Charles' view.
"Dipper, come and take the helm."
With his hands free, Charles quickly walked to the edge of the boat, poked his head out and looked outside.
Those fins did not continue to swim forward, but began to circle around the hull.
Not only the Narwhal, Charles looked towards an exploration ship on the left, and found that there were also fins spinning beside its ship.
"Why are sharks still in groups? It should be dolphins who like to swim with boats, right?"
Richard's voice, which hadn't appeared for a long time, came out of his mind abruptly.
Nothing is more unacceptable than having something inside your head that wants to kill you.
"Go back! You promised yourself!" Charles' ferocious roar startled Dipper who was at the helm.
Trembling, he walked towards Charles. "Captain? What's wrong? Did something happen??"
Hearing that the voice in his head was no longer ringing, Charles with a sullen face said to Di Pu: "Let the chief engineer burn the turbine to the maximum, let's rush out, no matter what these things are, we don't have time to play with them."
Thick black smoke with sparks emerged from the chimney of the Narwhal, its speed soared instantly, and Charles' sleeves swayed slightly in the sea breeze.
The fins seemed to want to keep up, but their speed obviously couldn't keep up with the speed of the Narwhal, and the steel hull hit them hard.
The huge ear piercing the blackboard with fingernails came out of the water, making everyone on the boat subconsciously cover their ears.
The scene of flesh and blood being crushed by steel did not appear, but the Narwhal trembled violently.
Although the process was somewhat tortuous, Charles' goal was achieved, and the narwhal finally broke through the encirclement of those fins.
"How could the fins be so hard! What the hell is in the water!"
Charles quickly rushed to the stern and looked towards the fish fin that was chasing. When he saw some silver shiny iron sheets hanging on the fish fin, he had a horrifying guess in his heart.
At the same time, the fin that was revolving around another exploration ship in the distance rose, and as this change occurred, the huge black body under the fin was also exposed in front of Charles.
The pure black flesh covered with barnacles connects the rows of fins, and as the flesh shakes, the fins move back and forth uniformly.
Charles realized instantly, those were not fins, but the teeth of a certain sea monster! "
The waves were knocked away by the big mouth, and the hideous giant mouth, which was bigger than an exploration ship, appeared in front of Char.
"Clang!" Those teeth snapped together and plunged into the hull of the ship. The huge ferocious mouth bit the big steel ship and was about to drag it into the pitch-black water.
"Damn it! They want to swallow that ship!"
Charles quickly rushed back to the cockpit and drove the Narwhal towards the ship.
"Lily, prepare the shells! Hit things hard in the water!"
"Well, I got it! I'm amazing!"
With the rapid control of the mouse, the deck gun began to exert its power, and various shells quickly flew towards the ferocious mouth that had risen in the distance.
The ferocious mouth was hit by a shell, and the black and purple blood quickly spread in the sea.
Facing the food in his mouth, that big mouth seemed unwilling to give up, dragging it desperately towards the water. But Lily's shells made it impossible to even give up at last.
The violent explosion continuously tore Dazuu's flesh and blood, and soon, Dazuu was torn into a torn sack and fell powerlessly on the water.
Charles pressed the whistle and asked the escaped ship to follow him to save other ships. The orange-looking exploration ship quickly responded.
Charles took this exploration ship and continued to rescue other captains, and there were more and more ships beside him.
Of course, not all ships need to be rescued by Charles, and those who dare to explore the island have a few brushes.
Several exploration ships did not know how to kill the big mouth directly, including Feuerbach's Wave Razor.
In the end, a total of seventeen ships successfully escaped, left the blood-stained black-purple sea area, and continued to move forward.
All the crew members on board cheered, happy that they got through this difficult time.
The crew members were happy, but the captains thought more. They didn't expect to encounter such a big trouble before reaching the target point.
Although no ship sank, some unlucky ships were severely damaged by the big mouth, and a lot of cargo was lost in the water during the period.
Charles looked at the ships in the distance, and after thinking for a while, he turned to the vampire sailor beside him and said, "Ordrick, you go and inform the captains of other ships and let them come to my captain to gather. I need to know their information. loss."
The vampire sailor on the side nodded, unfolded his cloak and kicked his feet on the side of the boat, turning into a bat and flying out.
Exploration ships approached one after another, and captains with different appearances walked into Charles' captain's room.
As they sat down on the stools that had been prepared, the entire captain's room seemed a bit crowded.
Charles didn't do this for nothing, and the amount of other people's supplies at sea also affected him.
The moral bottom line of guys who eat at sea is not very high.
In such a predicament at sea, when there is no food and no fuel on board, in order to return to the port alive, it is almost a must to attack the companions next to you.
The same is true for the companions, not to mention their temporary fleet.
"Let's start with you, boy, how is your fresh water and fuel loss?" Charles, holding a notebook, pointed at the captain with the largest and most vicious face with the tip of his pen.
"Charles, be more polite, I'm twice your age."