Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

The blood had already lost its vitality, and what was obtained was only incomplete fragments. This kind of ship girl who was directly bitten by a giant beast and then swallowed into her mouth should be very rare. She grabbed the broken cloth cover of the ship suit that also belonged to the girl beside her. On her face, Lucado occasionally showed such pity that even he himself sneered.

Grasping the handle of the cannon, Lucado got up and pointed the thing at the stomach wall beside him...

"..."

Naturally, nothing happened, that thing is not button-type, even if it is a weapon of ancient civilization, after being transformed into the ship's equipment, it becomes triggered by mental power instead of button-type, anyone can Yes, because of this, the ship's outfit is exclusive to the ship's mother. Otherwise, if human soldiers can use the ship's outfit, humans can take back at least half of the sea area.

Five fingers formed into claws, dark red flames rose up the entire left arm, and then the flames faded to just cover the sharp claws.

He almost used up all his energy if he wasn't paying attention. With the little blood he got just now, he couldn't even exert [-]% of the power of that chaotic energy.

The flaming claws held the root of the cannon's barrel. Amidst the piercing sound, the barrel of the cannon made of unknown metal was twisted in his hands, and finally snapped off.

The right claw holds the broken barrel, the left claw slowly brushes over it with flames, and finally holds the end at the end and twists it slowly.

Hands down, if it was a human being, he would be sweating profusely now, but he is a vampire, and the function of secreting sweat has long been lost, unless he deliberately simulates that function.

But what's the point, he's not that boring guy.

Looking at his shoddy short gun, he sighed.

The tip of the gun twisted into a spiral pattern is matched with the hardness of the metal itself. Although it is a bit short, if it is used for self-defense, the enemy is not a strange guy, but it can be useful.

but……

It's probably the crudest weapon he's ever made.

Holding it and shaking it, he hasn't used a short gun for too long.

Such a sudden move was just a whim on his mind. Although it was located inside the giant beast, there would be some strange things if it was not in order. Although he hadn't seen it much, he had seen many cases that proved some strange things I hope that I think too much about it, although I am not afraid of death, but it is not what he wants to die that is too painful.

But his past as a human did not allow him to sit still and wait for death.

He used to be like this, obviously longing for death, but he didn't know how to find the suicide methods that vampires used to. Of course, there are reasons why those conventional methods are useless to him, but what he hopes to destroy him more is that he has nothing to do with his life as a human being. All time fighters.

Looking back into the depths, Lukado continued to move forward, holding his only weapon.

……

"The news of the failure of the Andrea Doria-class Andrea confirms that this time the deep-sea forces have shown the ability to transform into giant beasts that have never been used before. Becoming stronger and more diverse, our advance team was down to two teams in half a day."

Wearing a valiant navy uniform, the secretary ship Missouri of the Black Hawk Fleet finished reading the document in her hand and said with a blank expression.

"According to the previous plan, I asked the admiral to order the elimination of battlefield submarines. In the process of eliminating the deep-sea monsters, the enemy's diving force caused us a lot of obstacles, and the commander's submarine equipment became huge. Afterwards, the scattering of nearly a hundred torpedoes at once is already extremely dangerous."

"Is that so... This battle seems to be very difficult."

Sitting on a chair and listening to his subordinate's report, the old man stroked the iron ring on his middle finger, smiled wryly and shook his head.

"With this strength, it's worth pretending to be a playboy every day to make those young people brush around or even treat it as something? Activity? Almost, with this strength, it's still showing weakness to the enemy, and the other party is also planning a lot... But the boss said, we need to give young people more opportunities to exercise this time."

"Admiral!"

The Missouri raised its voice, with a trace of anxiety on its face.

"Ah, don't be so anxious. Isn't the product of the storm plan shot? Although I don't know how the large-scale lightning strike is done, but if that kind of power is concentrated in one place, then what kind of deep sea can't sink?"

"No. 1724 Wuliangta Jizi was sunk by the battleship Qi Ji to the position of the dragon. Now it is surrounded by the deep sea. If it is not useful, it may be killed, but this is not the time to talk about it! Admiral, please issue a combat order ! You are the only marshal stationed in Tianjing!"

"I've already said that you don't need to be so anxious. There is still plenty of time. Let me report on the preparation of your equipment. Even if you are in a hurry to go to battle, it would be ridiculous if the equipment is not ready."

"...the preparations are complete."

After a moment of silence, they said in a helpless tone, looking at the old man who had no sense of tension at all, the Missouri also knew that he was a hero who had experienced the late stages of World War III, and had seen much more ups and downs than they imagined, But whether this kind of optimism is old-fashioned or just ready, as his direct fleet secretary ship, she is not sure.

To be honest, the old man has made a lot of small mistakes in recent years, but they are harmless.

"Oh, it turned out to be premeditated."

"...Ti~supervisor~~~~~"

Calling out in a protracted tone, Missouri's expression was incomparably gloomy, and he had nothing to do with this old urchin.

"Okay, go when you're all ready."

Reaching out to press the bell on the table, leaning forward slightly to approach the contact microphone that he had turned on, the old man cleared his throat.

"My dear ladies, I'm sure you can't wait to get on stage with your violent dance drama, but please wait a moment, believe me, it will only take a few minutes, now you can put on a few to make yourself easier posture, and then ready to fight."

"?"

The voice of the old man was heard in every area through the loudspeakers of the command ship. This warship, which was built according to the prototype of a battleship, was used as the command ship because the fleet controlled by the old man was too large. The fleet size of a normal tutelary mansion.

About one-twentieth of Tianjing's military strength.

Normally, this kind of military strength would be feared or even suppressed by those in power, but when the top power person was his eldest brother, there was no such worry.

Standing up from the chair, the old man took a few steps and looked out the window under the suspicious eyes of his secretary.

In fact, the girls in command of the entire ship are a little confused. They are eagerly waiting for the news of Miss Missouri's battle, but what they are waiting for is the admiral's words.

boom!

It was the third time that such a shocking crackling sound came from a distance. The first two times were the collective lightning strike and the meteor trail. What was it this time?

"Now! Come on, girls, let the deep sea see your strength! Let's fight!"

It’s been a long time since I heard an old man issue such an impassioned order. It’s more like a roar than a shout. For the admiral of the Black Hawk Fleet, old age doesn’t mean weak. Ashamed of himself, the top ten most representative people in the current human world fleet, now, the claws of the eagle have already protruded.