Chapter 1245: On the Professionalism of Playing Dead

He started to gnaw before it was dark, and continued to gnaw until midnight before Chonger finished gnawing the real dragon's bones. After gnawing, the material of Sansheng Ding has a little more crystal clear bone china feeling, which is quite a style of art.

"Hey hey... Shenzhou Aiqing, don't you look much better now?" Chong Er looked very stinky.

Shen Zhou took a closer look, then curled his lips: "Brother Chong, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Chong Er blinked his eyes: "I want to hear lies."

Shenzhou said: "You did turn white after eating the real dragon's bone, but...you look like a sissy now."

Zong Er stared at Shen Zhou: "Then what about the truth?"

"You look like a sissy now." Shenzhou said.

Worm 2: "..."

A bright beam of light suddenly shone in from the cave entrance.

Shen Zhou and Chong Er hurriedly turned their heads, and the bright beam of light immediately caught the two brothers.

It was a submersible, and it was slowly driving into it slowly.

Shenzhou whispered: "Brother Chong, don't move, right?"

Zong Er said: "Nonsense, don't move, they will think we are dead."

"Have you ever lived?"

"Enough is enough, I will be furious!" Zong Er's big mouth moved, and a string of blisters came out of its mouth.

In the submersible, the two operators looked terrified.

The sailboat, the old man with the white beard, and the tripod were clearly outside, but they ran into the cave in the middle of the night.

How is this going?

Is that old man with white beard alive?

How can this be?

The old man with the white beard didn't even have an oxygen cylinder head on his body, and this place was at a depth of 500 meters. Even the best and most powerful divers in the world couldn't withstand the pressure of 500 meters!

The synchronization seen by the two submersible operators occurred in the bridge of the Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine.

The submarine bridge was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and the air was always full of eerie and strange factors.

Nima, there is a ghost!

When I saw that sailboat during the day, it was obviously at the bottom of the sea, but now it actually ran into the cave. What was even more weird was that the old man with the white beard and the cauldron who were standing on the deck got off the boat! What's even more weird is that the big cauldron that was originally black turned white!

Is it a mask?

"The old man with the white beard is not a mermaid, is he?" Ichiro Watanabe broke the silence on the bridge.

Only then did Bolton come back to his senses. He stared straight at the white-bearded old man on the display wall with a strange expression on his face: "Is this the mermaid in your Japanese culture?"

Ichiro Watanabe said: "Mermaids will grow old too."

Occasionally grabbed the communicator on the console: "Get me that tripod first."

The cauldron is very valuable at first glance, of course, the cauldron must be fished up first.

The submersible stopped in front of Sansheng Ding and Shenzhou, then lowered a mechanical arm, and slowly stretched towards Sansheng Ding.

"Damn!" Zong Er couldn't help it anymore, "These idiots want to catch me?"

Shenzhou looked a little nervous: "Don't move, don't move, they will think you are dead."

"Damn you, you ugly old man, they want to arrest me, not you!" Chonger was upset and couldn't help but swear.

It really didn't move, though.

If it wants to kill this submersible, or even kill the Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine at sea, that is a trivial matter. The reason why it is so restrained is not because it is afraid of the military power of the lighthouse and Japan, but because it is afraid of causing trouble for Ning Tao.

In the submersible.

"That tripod actually has a human face, and its mouth is still bubbling! My God, is it telling us something?"

"You are too timid, aren't you? There must be a fish in the mouth of that tripod. Compared with this tripod, I am a little afraid of that old man with white beard. Look at him, he seems to be alive, soaked in There is no rot in the sea water."

The two operators talk while operating the submersible and the robotic arm.

The mechanical arm sprayed a metal net, wrapping the Sansheng Ding.

"Done!"

"Let's go up, and bring this white-bearded old man up next time."

The submersible floated up, and the steel rope tied with the metal mesh was quickly stretched.

Ka Ka Ka!

The steel rope and the submersible made an unpleasant sound. No matter how the submersible turned on its full power or how the mechanical arm adjusted its angle, Sansheng Ding remained motionless.

Zong Er said: "These idiots are so funny, they want to kidnap me, and they don't take pictures of themselves without urinating."

Shenzhou frowned: "Can you be more professional, we are playing dead now."

Zong Er then closed his mouth.

Professionalism is important.

Inside the bridge of the Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine.

"What's going on?" Bolton said angrily: "It's just a tripod, what are you still dawdling about, get it for me quickly!"

The voice of the submersible operator came from the communicator: "Report to the captain, the tripod is too heavy, and the power of the submersible is not enough to fish it out."

"Idiot! Don't you know how to fish that old man with the white beard?"

"yes!"

The submersible gave up the metal net, dived down again, and stretched its mechanical arm towards Shenzhou.

This time the mechanical arm did not launch the metal net, but opened its pincers to pinch Shenzhou's waist.

Zong Er couldn't bear it any longer, he chuckled: "Don't move, don't move, you need to be professional to pretend to be dead."

Shenzhou said indifferently: "If I am captured, how will you and your master return to the fairyland? There is only one catastrophe, there is no second time."

"Mabi, you didn't say it earlier." Chong Er suddenly raised a pair of small short hands, grabbed the metal net and tore it, and the rope net made of steel and hemp broke open immediately. It kicked on the ground with a pair of short legs, and slammed into the submersible.

Boom!

The cockpit of the submersible suddenly burst, and the seawater penetrated, and the two operators floated in the deformed cockpit like dead fish without struggling a few times.

Zong Er hugged the submersible with a pair of short hands, and stabbed quickly with the tripod leg in the middle.

Boom! Boom!

Amidst the dull sound, the submersible made of alloy fell apart and fell apart.

On the bridge of the Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine, there are pairs of wide-eyed eyes and jaws dropped to the ground.

Just ask you, have you ever seen a Dingqiang fork and an alloy submersible?

But this scene happened right under their noses.

As the submersible shattered, the video feed dropped, showing a snowflake on the wall. Technicians then rewound the video to the last second.

On the display wall, the white-bearded old man was drifting towards the sailboat, with a strange smile on his face and his mouth open, as if he was talking something.

"This..." Bolton was stunned for a long time before he could say a word, "Is this true?"

Ichiro Watanabe said tremblingly: "I saw the hand raised by the Dingri submersible."

All the arms in the bridge were raised in unison.

That's true.

However, Bolton still couldn't believe it: "But...how is this possible?"

Ichiro Watanabe said: "It may be alien technology! That tripod is most likely a robot!"

As soon as these words came out, Bolton immediately became excited: "Attention all, fighting state! Radar scan, once you find that sailboat, launch torpedoes immediately!"

The bridge was suddenly busy.

Bolton's eyes burst out with excitement: "Once we capture that sailboat and that robot, we may obtain alien technology! At that time, let alone the twelve nautical miles over there, I will be Even if they drove the submarine to the port over there, they wouldn't dare touch my hair!"

At this moment, the radar soldier excitedly said: "Report, we found that sailboat, it is coming up from the bottom of the sea!"

Bolton yelled: "Lock it up and prepare to launch torpedoes!"

nautical mile.

"That submarine is still at sea," Zong Er said.

"What should I do?" Shenzhou is not good at fighting, and he has no good idea when encountering this kind of thing.

Zong Er thought for a while: "After Ning Aiqing asked when we went back, you said that the other party hit us first, and I guess I had to do it to protect you, okay?"

"This..." Shenzhou stroked the white beard on his chin with one hand, but slightly stretched out the other hand, and opened five thin fingers.

Zong Er's eyes widened: "You are a bad old man, don't you want Shen Jing?"

Shenzhou smiled and said nothing.

"You're ruthless!" Zong Er said.

A divine crystal floated out of the Three Lives Cauldron, and flew lightly into Shenzhou's palm.

Shen Zhou grabbed it, and said: "Brother Chong, even if you tell me that you look good, I will say it out of conscience, really."

Chonger stared at Shenzhou.

It wants to hit him.

Suddenly, a torpedo broke through the waves, and the engine stirred the water, which could be felt from afar.

An angry look appeared on Chong Er's face.

Boom!

The torpedo hit the sailboat, the flames lit up, and the fragments of the torpedo flew in all directions.

However, in the next second, the sailboat broke through the flames and torpedo wreckage and continued to sprint towards the sea.

How could it be possible to blow up the Shenzhou from Shenshan with a mere fish and thunder?

Inside the bridge of the Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine.

"It's coming!" the radar soldier roared, "It's about to hit us!"

"Back! Back!" Bolton also panicked.

His voice just fell.

The sailboat crashed headfirst into the submarine.

Rumble!

Amid the earth-shattering impact, the Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine was knocked apart alive, and even the bridge was torn apart in half.

The sailboat surfaced.

People on the bridge can see it without any viewing equipment.

See clearly, the people on the bridge are also stupid.

"You idiots are too deceitful!" Chonger roared, kicked on the deck with a pair of short legs, and the three-life cauldron swished out, with a thunderous force!

"Shoot!" Bolton yelled.

However, before he pulled out the pistol in the holster, a tripod hit his body, and at that moment, his body turned into a ball of meat sauce and spilled out.

"Aren't you rascals trying to harm me? Come on!" Zong Er kept hitting, splashing meat sauce wherever he went, turning steel into slag!

The Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine sank to the bottom of the sea with blisters.

A salvage ship on standby hurriedly turned around, but before it could completely turn around, a sailboat rammed into it...