Ember Gun

  Chapter 510 Black Tooth Number

  He seemed to be lying there, and there was an unbearable pain all over his body, as if a colony of ants was eating away at his body, followed by the bone-to-heart cold, breathing became depressed, as if he was on the verge of life and death.

  Consciousness is a bit muddy, even thinking has become difficult, trying to move the body, but I don't know why the body has become so heavy, even a single bit is difficult to move, as if frozen together by the cold.

   "A lot of things are corresponding, like light and darkness, life and death, human despicability and virtue."

  The man said inexplicable things, standing in front of him, his figure so tall, almost obscured all the light, leaving only the pitch black shadow shrouded his vision.

who is he? What is he saying?

  The consciousness of chaos can hardly think about these things. The cold death threatens him, and he seems to be unable to do anything except trembling.

   "Then will you be despicable for greater aspirations, or will you stick to your bottom line and choose virtue?"

  The man squatted down, his face was shrouded in a cloud of unknowable darkness, he put something cold into his hands, and then let out a chilling laugh.

   "The time has come to test you, Shrike."

  After a brief silence, the sound of a bell-like gunshot sounded.

  ……

  Shrike opened his eyes abruptly, waking up from a nightmare, with bloodshot eyes, staring at the darkness above his head.

  Take a deep breath, and the sound of heavy breathing continues. He presses his hand on his chest, and the palm of his hand can feel a clear beating.

  He sat up slowly, leaning against the wall, cold sweat ran across the tip of his nose, and slowly covering his face with the other hand, and let out an unwilling growl.

  Shrike hasn’t had a nightmare for a long time, let alone dreaming of these things. They should have been buried in the deepest part of memory, but it may be the reason for this action, giving the dead a chance to dig their graves.

  He tried to calm himself, and gradually, the fierce heartbeat gradually calmed down, and put down the hand covering his face, he looked terrible.

  Hair was stuck to his face with cold sweat, and the neckline was completely wet. Shrike reached out his hand and tried to touch something, but he felt nothing.

For a moment he became nervous again, and finally his calm heart beat vigorously. He turned off the bed and opened the quilt. He couldn't find the thing when he looked around. At this moment of panic, the Shrike was shining with silver. Light attracts.

   "So...you are here."

  Shrike took a long breath, he reached out his hand to hold the silver revolver on the table, sat on the chair, and stroked it carefully, as if the weapon in his hand was a treasure.

  The fingers were clenched hard, and the joints were slightly whitish, as if they were clenching their own lives. Shrike couldn't part with it.

   "For whom does the death knell sound."

   Shrike whispered and paused. He glanced at the time and found that it was only a few hours before dawn. Now he has no intention of sleeping in this situation.

  He opened the drawer, and saw dozens of copper-yellow bullets rolling in the drawer, and some carving tools were mixed in it.

Take out a bullet at will. Their shape is different from the regular bullets on the market. This is a special bullet from the pump of perpetual motion. It uses a strong cypress iron. In their words, this bullet can be easily hit. The body of flesh and blood, and the bones are crushed together, and it will kill with one blow.

  There are many special ammunition warehouses like this, and the perpetual pump for this operation is rare and generous.

  The torrential rain outside the porthole was still there, and there was thunder from time to time. Shrike remembered that it looked like this before he fell asleep, as if the Chenhui Advance had been staying in place, not moving at all.

  You can hear the noise coming from under your feet in the tranquility. The steam turbine of the Chenhui Advance has never been shut down. They have been moving, but they are being chased by the storm.

  Shrike turned the bullet in his hand, and under the background of thunder light, you could see what was engraved on the surface of the shell.

   is a line of characters, a person’s name.

  As the cabin shook, the copper-yellow bullets in the drawer collided with each other and rolled. On the surface of the bullet casing, the same as the bullet in the hands of the Shrike, were engraved with that name.

  In the crisp sound, the bullets called the name with a metallic tone.

  Frocky Wilgderson.

  Open the bullet nest, hit the ground mechanically, fasten it, raise the revolver, and point it out of the porthole.

  This is the anger that has lasted for ten years. Shrike is too eager to see Frocky again. He has imagined the meeting at that time countless times. He will put the gun in his mouth and pull the trigger.

Yes, exactly.

  Shrike used the death knell to aim at the waves outside the porthole. The violent waves vaguely painted Frocky's face, staring at this face, and putting his index finger on the trigger.

   "Boom!"

  Shrike whispered.

The next moment a roaring sound responded to the shrike, and saw a hot stream of light reflected in his eyes. It pierced through the waves and directly hit the Chenhui Advance. The violent vibration overturned the shrike, and the copper-yellow bullets crashed. The ground creaked and fell out of the drawer, rolling all over the floor.

Shrike stared blankly at the darkness above his head. The sudden change struck him for a moment. He slowly raised the death knell. He looked at the revolver in his hand with a weird expression, until the harsh sirens turned him from a weird vision. Fished out.

   is an enemy attack, not a shrike that smashed the waves in the air.

   "Shrike! Hurry to the command room as soon as I hear it!"

  The broadcast sounded in the corridor, Lorenzo's voice, judging from the eager tone, this time it was a real play.

  The professional qualities that Shrike deserved are still there. He didn't stop, put on his clothes quickly, and opened the hatch.

  ……

a few minutes ago.

  Lorenzo sat in the command room, and the heavy rain washed his vision over and over again. The whole world seemed to be caught in the storm, leaving only the gray things.

  Today was originally on duty by Lan Jade, but after being so engaged by Seleu, Lorenzo tossed on the bed, unable to sleep anyway, and there was nothing to do on this ship, so he took the place of Lan Jade.

  Anyway, the demon hunter is full of energy, and it will not affect Lorenzo if he stays up all night. He just sits down and watches the surroundings from time to time.

  To be honest, Lorenzo quite likes this state, the room is full of cool sea breeze, and the natural music shocks the mind.

  Everything was in harmony, until the iron-clad ship broke through the sea.

  Modern technology is gradually improving, but there has not been much progress in early warning and observation. Even though ironclad ships have begun to cross the sea, the way of navigation is still very primitive, let alone early warning.

When Lorenzo saw the iron-clad ship in the command room, it was already very close to the Chenhui Advance under the cover of the storm. The heavy steam was driven away by the wind before the heavy steam spread, and the thunder covered the roar of the engine. , The waves dragged them to arrive silently.

  It is like a steady assassin, looking for a chance for a fatal blow, and now it is here.

  Under such bad conditions, the artillery hit is very difficult, and the other party also knows this. They only launched the shelling when they got so close.

  Lorenzo didn't have time to react at all, the blazing fire flashed by, and then the Chenhui Advance trembled violently.

"what happened?"

Lorenzo was swaying in the captain's room due to the shaking. He never expected that he would be attacked under such circumstances. He knew that there were still a large number of remnants of pirates in the Vikings, but he remembered that he was driving on the high seas now. It hasn't reached the waters of the Viking nations at all.

  Or to say...the pirates are also involved? This is a group of pirates who can't mix in the Viking countries, so they come to the high seas to rob? Then they are too good at picking time!

What’s worse is that Lorenzo couldn’t figure out how he met these pirates. With current technology, looking for a ship out of sight on the sea basically depends on luck. Most of the pirates are plundered. It was looting along a fixed channel, but the Chenhui Advance did not take a fixed channel at all in order to act in a low-key manner.

  Or is it so unlucky, was discovered by a group of passing pirates?

  That can be regarded as a group of very courageous pirates.

  Thinking about it, Lorenzo glanced at the roaring waves and storms. In this case, he looted, he really wondered if these pirates were crazy.

  But who cares?

  Lorenzo looked fierce, and he steadied his figure to pull the alarm, and the harsh sound echoed everywhere in the Chenhui Advance.

  These pirates don’t even know who they are afflicted with.

  ……

The   Black Tooth was lifted high by the waves, like a swordsman who leaped up and slashed towards the Chenhui Advance.

  Compared with Chenhui Advancing, the size of this Black Ya is much thinner, and the outer armor is also covered with rust and scars. I don’t know how long it has been traveling at sea.

Judging from the characteristics of some hulls, it can be roughly judged that this was an iron-clad ship serving in Gallunalo, but it was taken away by a pirate attack, and it was reduced to a butcher on the sea. , Looking for prey everywhere.

   "Successfully hit, keep firing!"

  Zeo put down the binoculars and ordered the first officer beside him. The first officer did not say much, but he took a deep breath and then yelled at the communication pipe.

   "Keep firing!"

  The strong voice echoed in the communication pipeline, and was transmitted to the artillery after a few seconds. After a while, more artillery sounds were heard, and the fire light flashed intensively, pouring firepower toward the Chenhui Advance.

  Due to the turbulent waves, the front sights of many artillery were slightly offset. Most of the attacks fell into the sea, but some of them fell on the Chenhui Advance, splashing dazzling flames on their armor.

Zeou raised the binoculars again to observe. Due to the harsh environment, he could not see the specific situation of the Chenhui Advance, but judging from his experience, after these few times, the armor of the Chenhui Advance should be It has been beaten through, and everyone on board should be busy fighting fires and plugging loopholes.

  "Do you want to continue firing? Captain." The chief mate asked, "They should not be able to resist."

   "I know, but be careful, keep firing."

   Zeou said with a heavy face, although the heavy rain blurred his vision and made the Chenhui Advance illusory, Captain Zeou, who had sunk countless ships at sea for so long, knew very well that he had never seen such an iron-clad ship.

  No other details can be seen, but only from the silhouette of Chenhui Advance, he can feel a trace of anxiety.

He also thought about whether this was a military warship of a certain country, and what missions were secretly performed here, such as the recent conflict between Inverweg and Gallunaro, coupled with the alliance with the Viking nations, these All are very likely to happen.

But after a brief thought, Zeou felt that it was impossible. There was only such a lonely armored ship advancing, with a few cargo ships behind him. Compared to military operations, it was more like a frigate to protect the cargo ship. They had not yet taken the main channel. , It may be related to the goods they carry.

   "Don't pay too much attention to them, what we need are those cargo ships."

  Zeo said again.

  In his thoughts, as long as the Chenhui Advance was sunk or driven away, their target was these cargo ships.

  In many cases, when the frigate found that it could not protect the cargo ship, these guys would flee, and Zeo didn’t bother to take care of them. After all, chasing would consume a lot of resources, and there was no need to waste materials to take on these unknown risks.

   "But... it really feels like fate."

  The sea breeze rushed into the command room, and Zeou felt a chill.

"what happened?"

  The first officer knew that his captain's spirit was not right. I heard that he was shot in his head during a previous naval battle. He survived a catastrophe, but since then he has always said something strange.

   "If we hadn't had this storm, we wouldn't have been driven off the waterway, and we wouldn't have encountered these ships... It was an interesting meeting."

  Zeo smiled.

  He thought for a long time before launching the attack, and finally ordered the fire. The big reason was the storm.

The storm plunged both parties into a harsh environment. Even if Zeou sank the Chenhui Advance, he would have to wait until the storm stopped before he could looting the cargo ships, but the storm was also helping him, just like now. Initiating a surprise attack silently, coupled with the intrusion of this storm, Chenhui Advance not only had to face its own artillery attack, but also deal with this harsh environment.

   "We don't need captives."

  Zeo said to the first officer, the first officer understood what he meant, and a disgusting smile appeared on his face.

  But this smile didn't last long, and the scorching fire light illuminated his face.

The scorching fire burned out a straight trajectory. The strong wind couldn’t shake it, and it couldn’t even shift its orbit. The seawater along the way was instantly evaporated, sending the unreserved high temperature back to the black teeth. No.

The moment Zeou saw this trajectory, the blazing light had already penetrated the command room of the Black Tooth, and the steel was distorted and melted in an instant. He saw his first mate with his own eyes, and the smile on his face turned deformed in an instant. Sorrow, and then was destroyed by the instantaneous high temperature into dry ashes.

  Zeo was stuck in place, the entire command room had been burned into a pitch-black frame, and the fireworks were still burning hard, but they were quickly extinguished by the violent storm that poured into it.

He slowly raised his hand. In the remaining warmth, his gloves had become a ball of burnt and adhered to his skin. Then the pain came from his face, and Zeo gently stroked it, feeling it All it got was a sharp sting. There were extensive burns on his body and it was attached to his clothes. Every movement would cause severe pain and create new wounds.

   is just a little bit worse. As long as he gets closer to the first officer, he will be caught in the residual temperature of the fire and burned into a mass of ashes scattered with the wind.

Zeou sat staggered to one side, panting heavily, enjoying his own survival, looking slowly at the other end of the rain curtain, Chenhui Advance has adjusted its angle, and the sharp collision broke through the angry waves. Like a thrown spear.

  He looked at all this, and at first he couldn't stop shaking, seeming to be afraid, but at last Zeo laughed excitedly.

  (End of this chapter)