I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Lindemann also deliberately brought a camera so that he could record the dangerous environment and edible flora and fauna on the island that need attention.

The Colonel looked strangely at another major with a clean cropped head in the same cabin, who seemed to be unprepared for anything.

"That...Major Bell?" Lindeman narrowed his eyes, and pointed to the opponent's bunt. "This island is full of jungles. That is to say, there are probably no ready-made paths. You sure don't need to bring A machete?"

The major with light blond short hair patted a dagger on his waist: "Thank you for your reminder, Colonel Lindemann, this is enough for me."

Lindemann shrugged slightly and walked out of the cabin door. Anyway, there are many weirdos in the Navy Headquarters, and the one who uses the dagger is not bad.

Sakaski stood on the deck and waited for the crowd to gather. They sailed into the inland river basin of the island last night, and anchoring at a place with gentle water flow facilitated the reconnaissance operation this morning. Seeing Lindeman, the lieutenant general waved to him.

"Good morning! Your Excellency Lieutenant General" Lindemann saluted Sakaski with a camera hanging on his chest.

"Isn't your practice time important?" He thought the officer had already left for the volcano to practice.

"Originally, the marshal only gave me a four-month practice time limit, but Teacher Zefa asked me to train school officials, so he gave me an extra few months from the marshal."

The lieutenant general nodded and asked, "How's the preparation going?"

Da Zuo laughed loudly: "Everything is ready, waiting for your instruction."

"Very good, but let me remind you again that this is a reconnaissance mission for the entire island, and the threat to this island does not only come from those ancient beasts." Sakaski seemed to be pointing.

"Eh? You mean?" Lindeman didn't react for a while.

"There are other things here, Mr. Lindemann." A childish voice came from behind the colonel. Robin put on a pair of loose trousers today, and the bites of mosquitoes in the jungle are extremely annoying.

"Good morning, Robin, you mean there are other things on this island?" Lindeman turned his head and greeted the little girl.

Robin was holding a biography of the adventure in her arms. She spread the book and pointed to a paragraph in it: "Have you read the works of the explorer Louis Arnold?"

"...Not at all. Does that book record some information about the island?" Lindeman asked the child humbly. He is a meticulous person who can collect relevant information about the island in advance. Information will undoubtedly aid in exploration.

"The nickname of the island we know now is {Little Garden}, which was named after that adventurer." Robin pressed his index finger under the text on the page, and read the original text aloud: "For there For the residents, this island is like a small courtyard. Small garden, so call this piece of land.”

Lindemann's eyelids twitched, and he let out a sigh of relief: "Resident?"

Sakaski pointed to the jungle that kept making weird noises behind him: "What do you think is a guy who can regard this environment as his own courtyard?"

Lindemann was silent for a moment, and looked up with an uncertain tone: "Giant?"

The officers who packed up and came out to assemble heard Lindeman's surprised words, and their expressions were a little unnatural. Apparently these big bastards who loved swords more than books didn't consider that there would be giants on this island.

"Eh? No? Why are giants here? Elbaf in the New World is the habitat of giants!" The inch-headed major closed the hatch behind him.

"Do you know the almost unrivaled Giant Pirates back then?" Sakaski asked in a deep voice.

"If it is true that some of the giants of the Giant Soldier Pirates were left on this island, then it would make sense." Lindeman sorted out his thoughts.

"Thanks to Robin telling me about this matter at breakfast this morning, I realized that we may face the remnants of the giant soldier pirate ship." Of course, Sakaski knew the two leaders of the giant soldier pirate group Dueling here, but other people don't know it at all. Once these school officials suddenly encountered a giant while inspecting the terrain of the camp, and their brains rushed up, they would probably be beaten to death by the elite of the two giants.

The lieutenant general could only use Robin's rich reading volume to tap from the side and warn everyone on the premise of not making others suspicious.

This time, Major Bell thanked the little girl who was intern on the ship from the bottom of his heart. He may be able to easily deal with those beasts, but giants are not in his recipe. What's more, even a major like him can't beat a giant who can rival the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters.

Since Elbaf, the country of giants in the New World, signed a cooperation and franchise agreement with the world government, there have been more naval giants such as John Jaendo and Harguval D. Sauro in the navy.

The terrifying strange power, the skin that can resist small-caliber shells without injury, even the close-range bombardment of heavy artillery is not fatal to the giant. And the world government's assessment of the combat power of these giants agrees that they can match the domineering vice admirals in the headquarters.

"Proceed with caution. We are currently not sure whether there are giants alive on the island. If you encounter giants during scouting, don't act hostile. Return to the warship and report to me as soon as possible." Sakaski looked around at the three well-prepared scouting team.

"yes!"

However, the officers of the headquarters who landed in the small garden for reconnaissance activities soon ushered in the first batch of "guests". They were not attacked by giants as they imagined, and the creatures on the island who made the first attack were the creatures on the island.

"There are really dinosaurs?" Lindemann stuck the machete on the ground and pulled out the saber pinned to his waist. He stared straight ahead at the carnivorous dinosaur that was crunching on a stegosaurus carcass. "It's a Tyrannosaurus." Major Bell lowered his voice. He watched the bloody eating scene in front of him. "I don't know if the dinosaur is good or not."

"I don't know if it's delicious or not, but I think we're going to be a meal on the plate." Another lieutenant colonel with a ponytail looked around and frowned.

"Yes, we were surrounded as prey. Do you think they will invite us to drink tea?" Lindeman said calmly. The school officer of the headquarters is easy to deal with these beasts, so he still has the leisure to talk coldly. joke.

The major with a cropped head pulled out the dagger from his waist and held it in his hand. "Look, it's the Velociraptor who is spying on us. The reason why they haven't attacked us yet is because they are afraid of the Tyrannosaurus that is eating breakfast in front of us."

As the captain of the three-person investigation team, Lindemann leisurely picked up the camera without turning off the exposure, and pressed the shutter directly on the eating scene: "Crack!"

The Tyrannosaurus rex, which was secretly photographed by the paparazzi, stopped eating, and rushed towards this side with a roar.

"Hey, Captain, you should turn off the flash anyway!" Facing the bloodthirsty behemoth nearly ten meters long rushing, Major Bell was not in a hurry and took advantage of the gap to spit.

The tyrannosaur condescended to bite the leader Lindeman. Just when it thought the prey was about to be bitten, the figure of the chief suddenly turned into an afterimage. "Shaved" appeared again with blood stains on Dazo's saber

"Its skin is really hard!" Lindeman couldn't help sighing. It's just that before the words fell, the giant beast had already fallen to the ground. A huge wound opened from its abdominal cavity.

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ps: Thanks to the book friend for the question of military rank, I wrote it smoothly, and I didn't pay attention to it before. Lindemann's military rank has always been written as a colonel, but it has been uniformly revised as a major.

ps: I don’t know what’s wrong with the font of the computer word today, there is a second update

77. Ah! That faint nostalgia, ah! the giant's worry

"Let's go, Major Bell, do you really want to study the cooking techniques of Tyrannosaurus rex?" Lindeman casually put the knife on the ground.

"Colonel Lindemann, Major Bell, I must remind you that those "cuties" hiding behind the dense leaves in the jungle haven't left yet." The lieutenant colonel with his ponytail still frowned. The velociraptors were wandering in the jungle, and a velociraptor the size of an adult got out of the lush bushes and watched quietly not far in front of the three of them.

"Relax, this is a normal operation." Before Lindeman could speak, Bell patted his colleague's shoulder with a smile. "Look, the one right in front of us, yes, did you see it? A wild velociraptor, It’s beautiful, isn’t it? But don’t let it attract your attention. It’s just a bait, and this kind of cold-blooded animal that hunts in groups will arrange companions to attack around our flanks and behind us.”

He suddenly rushed to the side, stabbed the dinosaur's eye socket, which had failed in the sneak attack, with his backhand, up to the handle.

The other two were not idle, and at the same time pulled away and killed the velociraptor attacking them.

"Hum, immature." Lindeman shook off the blood on the blade, and took a blade back into the sheath.

"By the way, which one has higher nutritional value, Velociraptor meat or beef?" Bell suddenly remembered something, and asked his teammates loudly.

"Are you finished? I..." Lindeman finally couldn't stand the other party's food topic, but before he finished speaking, a rough and loud voice sounded from a distance between them, responding to the lieutenant commander's previous question.

"The meat of the velociraptor is stronger than beef, but it always has a foul smell." Following the source of the voice, the three couldn't help but look back

"!?"

"giant!!"

The first thing that caught their eyes was a long beard, which naturally drooped to the lower abdomen of the opponent's tall body. Under the dark blue cloak are muscular muscles. The giant didn't wear a shirt, but buckled the multi-purpose belt around his waist and abdomen with the cloak.

Lindemann recovered from the initial nervousness. You must know that during the two months at sea, Sakaski trained a lot of subjects on his emergency response ability. Looking at the two teammates with somewhat stiff postures, he took a deep breath and tried his best to ignore the sword and shield held by the target's hands. He raised his head and tried to communicate with the giant wearing the ancient gladiator helmet: "Hello! I didn't expect to hear other people's voices in this damn jungle."

"Hahaha, that's right! It's rare for me to meet sailors who pass by this island." A rough laughter sounded from the giant's throat, and the giant who was over 12 meters tall pointed in the direction of Bell with his thick fingers, "Then The boy is really interesting!"