Alien Relic Hunter

"The torpedoes can't be used, so let's fight in close combat!" the hound urged urgently, "rush up and tear this thing apart with the saw blade!"

"I..." Chi Hanfeng swallowed with some difficulty. His hands holding the joystick were trembling, and his joints were shaking, but he couldn't muster any strength to move the joystick. Push down.

"What's wrong with you?" Hound naturally noticed Chi Hanfeng's state, "Lao Chi, are you scared out of your wits? I don't remember you as such a person..."

"I...I am no longer the Chi Hanfeng I used to be..." Chi Hanfeng clenched his back molars and squeezed out the words one by one from between his teeth, "Why do you think that battle ended?" Afterwards, I retired from the army even though I was not disabled?"

"Why?"

"Because I discovered that... since then, my hands have been shaking when I hold the joystick of the machine... I may be able to barely control the mecha, but to control the mecha to fight... I can't do it. Arrive." Chi Hanfeng said intermittently.

"Fuck, Lao Chi, you should know very well that this is just a mental disorder. There is nothing wrong with your hands at all!" The hound glanced at the "hair" from the corner of his eye. The other party was still floating in place, keeping up with the deep submersible. A distance of about ten meters.

"I know it's a mental illness. I've also seen a doctor, but it didn't work." Chi Hanfeng shook his head.

"Lao Chi, this is just a deep submersible, not a mecha... You just need to control it to turn around, then rush over and shoot the dragon gun at that thing. It's very simple!" Hound tried. persuaded.

"No...my hands don't obey me at all..." Chi Hanfeng glanced at his hands and arms. The amplitude and frequency of the tremors were increasing, and even his shoulders began to shake.

"I'll do it." Zhuo Ligetu, who was sitting on the same side as Chi Hanfeng, nodded to the hound, reached out and grabbed the joystick, "Lao Chi, you just need to tell me how to drive it."

"This joystick controls the propeller. Press and hold the third button from the top while pressing the joystick down to complete the turn. Then release the third button and replace it with the first button. It can make the deep submersible accelerate forward... As for the dragon gun, the firing command is on the control panel." Chi Hanfeng said quickly while breathing rapidly.

"Okay, I understand." Zhuoligetu pulled and pushed the joystick, and the three propeller blades at the tail of the deep submersible suddenly rotated. With the compressed air sprayed from the side of the body, the entire deep submersible He completed a tail-turn and turned around on the spot, facing the thing that looked like a mess of hair.

The mechanical feet used to fix the deep submersible kicked hard on the street. With the huge thrust generated by the tail thruster, the deep submersible rushed forward at a speed of about three meters per second - at this water pressure In a dense and dense environment, this speed is already quite fast, not to mention the dragon-shooting gun that shot out from the belly of the deep submersible with a muffled sound. The crystal energy bomb exploded in the barrel gave the dragon gun a huge kinetic energy. It was covered with barbs and metal spines, and even the chitinous carapace of the Thunder Beast could be easily penetrated.

But that thing was faster. The moment the dragon gun came out, it swung behind the deep submersible... This kind of speed and flexibility made it seem as if the resistance of the sea water was completely insignificant to it. Existence is the same.

Chi Hanfeng couldn't help but think of an old era science fiction novel "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" that he had read. At the beginning of the novel, the "Nautilus" submarine, which was regarded as a monster by people, also circled around the warships that came to hunt it. ...Although this novel can no longer be regarded as a "science fiction work" in this era, the gap between the deep submersible and the monster in front of him still makes Chi Hanfeng feel as if he has returned to the 19th century. On the deck of the steamer, I watched in horror as the black shadow in the water circled the ship at an incredible speed.

"Too fast! That thing is too fast!" Zhuoligetu exclaimed, "We can't even touch it in close combat!"

"Launch torpedoes!" Hound roared, "I can't care less, just use a saturation attack to cover the entire water area. No matter how fast it is, it can't be faster than the shock wave transmitted in the water, right?!"

"Then what should we do?" Zhuoligetu asked, "If the torpedo explodes at this distance, the deep submersible will not be spared! We will all die!"

"Set the torpedo fuse in advance! Launch it far away, control the detonation distance, and control the boundary of the explosion's impact range between the monster and us!" Hound said and turned his attention to Chi Hanfeng, "Lao Chi, you can do this Are you here?"

"I... try it!" Chi Hanfeng bit his lower lip hard, and the unique coppery smell of blood suddenly filled his entire mouth, but this also suppressed the fear that was swelling in his heart for a while. many. He took a deep breath, pulled the touchpad in front of him, and tapped on it quickly with his fingers.

"Zhuoligetu, pay attention to that thing and keep a relative distance of more than ten meters from it at all times!" At this critical moment, Hound gave full play to the qualities of a battle-experienced front-line commander, although his The heart rate has soared to 180, but the brain has become more alert than ever, "Lao Chi, how long will it take?"

"The explosion range and the safe radius of the shock wave at this density have been calculated, and the relevant parameters are being set." Chi Hanfeng replied without raising his head, "Give me another ten seconds!"

"Add the detonation time by two seconds! I'm afraid it's too far away to kill this thing!" Hound shouted, "Don't worry about us. If I read correctly, that button should be used to activate the energy shield, right? "

The deep submersible is indeed equipped with a small and medium-sized shield generator, but as we all know, in the underwater environment, due to the heat and evaporation of water, a large amount of energy will be consumed, so the use of the energy shield in the water will be greatly restricted. Even if it is used Powered by a high-power energy converter, the shield can only last for a second or two.

Except for monster-level things like Yagunaktor.

The Hound has bet on one or two seconds - as long as the energy shield can be activated the moment the shock wave arrives, it is enough to ensure the safety of the deep submersible.

Outside the porthole, the "hair" had floated faintly towards the deep submersible. At the same time, Zhuoligetu desperately pulled the control lever backward, and the propulsion chambers on both sides continued to spray out high-pressure gas, a series of The bubbles occupied one-third of the field of view outside the porthole, pushing the deep submersible back continuously - but even so, the distance between the deep submersible and the thing was still shrinking.

This was the result of the other party's deliberate speed control... If this "hair" had been chasing the deep submersible at the same speed as it had just avoided the dragon-shooting gun, it would have been stuck to the porthole by now.

The hound has already put his hand on the button of the energy shield. If the distance is brought a few meters closer, even if the torpedo has not been launched, he will press the button without hesitation - even if the energy shield cannot burn this thing, then It’s better than doing nothing.

"Okay!" Chi Hanfeng suddenly raised his head, "You can launch at any time!"

"Fire now!" the hound said without thinking.

"Launch all torpedoes No. 1 to No. 4!" Chi Hanfeng released the safety devices of torpedoes No. 1 to No. 4 in turn, and then pressed his thumb on the screen.

"Fingerprint identification is correct." As these six words flashed on the screen, the torpedo cabins on both sides of the deep submersible opened one after another. Four mini torpedoes dragged a trail of white bubbles and shot towards the target quickly. far away.

After the torpedo was discharged, a series of rapidly beating countdowns appeared on the screen of the control panel, but before the countdown reached zero, four vague firelights lit up in the dark waters in the distance.

"This countdown refers to the time it takes for the shock wave to reach our location. In order to calculate this, it took a few extra seconds." Chi Hanfeng said.

There are still six seconds left in the countdown, but the "hair" is less than three meters away from the deep submersible, so that the robotic arm at the front of the deep submersible can reach it when it is extended - it's a pity that these two robotic arms There are no weapons installed on it, so if you reach out rashly, you will only get entangled by the opponent.

"We don't have time to wait for the shock wave to come over. If we wait another second, this guy will catch us!" The hound took a deep breath and directly pressed the button of the energy shield!

A layer of radiant light curtain immediately enveloped the entire deep submersible, and the seawater in contact with this layer of light curtain immediately boiled, and a large amount of white water vapor blocked all sight, and the sound in the ears was It was the shrill alarm that the shield generator was overheating.

The hound's hand on the button has not been released. If he releases it now, when the shock wave arrives here, the four of them will have no chance of survival. Instead of just waiting for death, it is better to take a gamble that this shield generator can perform exceptionally well. , hold in this environment for six seconds.

"The power of the shield generator is overloaded by 27%! The core module temperature is 1,900 degrees! The protective shell has melted!" Chi Hanfeng said urgently, "The shield generator may explode at any time!"

In fact, he didn't need to say that the other three people also knew about the situation of the shield generator - with the protective shell melted, the temperature inside the submersible had risen to nearly 80 degrees Celsius, and the power of the cooling device was turned to the maximum. To no avail.

"Please, hold on for two more seconds!" The hound glanced at the countdown on the screen, and there were only two seconds left.

The seat under my butt was so hot that I couldn't even sit on it. The air I breathed into my body made my nose and respiratory tract painful. The hairs on the back of my hands and arms curled up, exuding bursts of burning smell. . There were constant dull explosions coming from the cabin where the shield generator was placed - the screen used to detect the shield generator in front of Chi Hanfeng had turned into a snowflake shape, which meant that all the equipment installed in that cabin The monitoring devices were all scrapped at this time.

"The last second!" the hound roared at the top of his lungs.

The seawater swept over with a huge force, and the deep submersible, which had no time to be fixed with the mechanical arm, was lifted out. It rolled dozens of times and finally stopped after crashing into the wreckage of a building.

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"hiss……"

The thrown-down hound held on to a flat surface that didn't know whether it was the bottom or the top, and barely straightened up his upper body. His vision was filled with blood, as if he had just smashed his head during the rolling process, and blood was flowing out. It covered most of his face.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, but as soon as his palm touched his face, he screamed out in severe pain. In addition to the bruise on his forehead, he also had several blisters on his face. The high temperature inside his body was burned hard, and when he wiped it with his hand, it was all broken. The thick blood flowed down the curvature of his cheek, making him look particularly horrifying.

The conditions of the other people were not much better. Chi Hanfeng and Zhuo Ligetu were also covered with injuries, including bruises, scrapes, and burns... Ghost Owl was even more unlucky. When he rolled, he He tightly grasped the ring on the outside of the armrest regardless of how hot his hands were. As a result, four of the five fingers on his left hand were bent at a weird angle toward the back of his hand, and the roots of his fingers were a bloody mess.

"It... hurts so much." Chi Hanfeng rubbed his waist vigorously and reached out to fumble for the medical insurance stuffed in the locker. Zhuo Ligetu immediately looked out the porthole.

The searchlights were all broken, and it was so dark outside the portholes that nothing could be seen.

"Are you... okay?" The hound glanced at the ghost owl and asked.

The latter was currently grabbing the wrist of his injured hand with his other hand, clenching his teeth, his face turned pale, and his chest was heaving violently - although the ghost owl did not scream, the pain was just thought. Just thinking about it is enough to send chills down your spine.

"I...I'm fine...it's just...a fracture." Ghost Owl reluctantly squeezed out these few words through his teeth.

"He didn't even scream, he's a man." The hound nodded to him with a wry smile, "Wait a moment, I'll give you a shot right away."

"Get a shot" is a "slang" in the army. This "shot" generally refers to morphine or similar analgesics and sedatives. No matter how serious the injury is, how likely it is to survive, the wounded will be rescued as soon as possible. After that, his comrades would choose to give him a "shot." Only those who have been injured on the battlefield can experience the wonderful feeling of the unbearable pain gradually disappearing as the medicine gradually takes effect.

Chi Hanfeng finally pulled out the medical bag from the somewhat deformed locker. The hound kept his promise and ignored his injury for the first time. Instead, he found a painkiller and inserted it into the ghost owl's head. on the shoulders.

With the injection of medicinal liquid, Ghost Owl's tense expression finally eased.

"Is that thing... still outside?" He turned his head, glanced out the window, and asked.