The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

One person cannot control the entire warship, so for this operation, the advice given by the wolf mother was "guerrilla". Anyway, Watson is not afraid of conventional rifle bullets and can completely dominate the cabin. After devouring several people one after another, the structure of the warship also appeared in Miss Watson's mind through memory fragments. The locations of the fuel depot and ammunition depot were already clear. Now she only had to choose one of the two and kill them.

Get the most important piece of chips.

After all this time she had to try and capture.

Detonation is the last option. The "Heller" is not an old World War II ship, and its protective measures are relatively in place. Even if the fuel depot or ammunition depot explodes, it will have enough energy to fight to the death. On the other hand, killing two teams of SEALs and sinking a destroyer are completely different. The former will most likely make the Wolf Pack a wanted criminal in secret; the latter may turn them into a terrorist on the surface. The United States Federation has been at war all over the world for so many years, and has rich experience in dealing with the death of soldiers and missing persons. However, if there is really no destroyer, it will not be easy to cover up this movement.

Of course, for those on the destroyer, the invasion of these two areas could be regarded as a death announcement.

So you have to move quickly.

Rush into the ammunition depot before the enemy commander weighs the pros and cons and makes a decision.

After recalling the location of the corridor for a while, Miss Watson stopped worrying about the styling issue of the levitating cloak. She took out a mask from her bag and put it on, then took a few large wrenches from the cabin, and then rushed towards the door. The ship-breaking bomb was quite powerful. In just a short time, sea water had already poured into the corridor, reaching as high as the calf. There were hoarse shouts everywhere. As soon as she reached the end, Miss Watson saw a hatch that was about to close. She sped up, tightened her muscles with her long legs, and pushed her body forward like a cannonball.

Bang!

She punched the bulkhead next to the door frame with her right hand, stopping her momentum. Miss Watson grabbed the hatch with her left hand and pulled it open. The eyes of several federal navy soldiers behind the door widened. They were stunned by the sudden explosion and did not react for a moment to the strange black woman with big breasts and perky butt wearing a one-piece swimsuit in front of them. Miss Watson took a step forward, punched the nearest soldier on the neck with her left fist, grabbed the soldier's chest with her right hand, and pushed him back. There was little room for movement in the narrow corridor of the cabin. The soldiers were almost standing in a row, and were immediately pushed down by Miss Watson with brute force.

"Send a warning! Hurry!"

A man got up and shouted, rushed over and was directly hit by Miss Watson's knee.

Most of the crew members on the warship usually don't have guns, let alone body armor and the like. This also means that the five or six people in front of them can't come up with any weapons. Miss Watson squeezed the wrench and quickly devoured the soldiers, and more information about the ship's hull came into her mind. There is nowhere to go on the vast sea. The sailors wander around the ship every day. They can touch the mess hall, dormitory, engine room...with their eyes closed. The bridge and helicopter hangar are simply the most spacious areas. Most of the cabins are very narrow, and even a military salute can easily hit your elbow in some places, and there is no way to install surveillance probes.

But there is one around the corner.

She continued to move forward quickly, throwing the wrench above her head and breaking the surveillance probe. The information obtained through devouring was enough. Looking down at her watch, Miss Watson started running faster again. In fact, the "Heller" is equipped with artillery in the front and rear sections. In addition to the largest ammunition depot, there are also a few places where weapons and ammunition are scattered.

What's more, it's smaller than Yuri's freighter.

Snapped!

The large wrench flew out in a spin, deviated slightly under the influence of magnetic control, and hit a soldier in the chest. The man fell down without making a sound, while the wrench bounced up in the air, and was finally pulled back to Miss Watson's hand by the magnetic force. The small place meant that there were people everywhere, and all the soldiers were frightened by the explosion. Miss Watson didn't run very far when she ran into several people and had to use a wrench to clear the way.

23 seconds.

Miss Watson passed through two hatches in a row and saw the surveillance probe installed at the end. She threw the wrench again, hit the target, and then skillfully pulled it back. Magnetic control is now becoming more and more handy. The most obvious thing is that the accuracy of the magnetic beam has improved, and it can quickly capture metal objects that bounce around in a narrow cabin. It was difficult for me to do it before.

Although these blocking soldiers waste time, they are not completely useless. As long as she was not witnessing her own magnetic manipulation and devouring scenes, Miss Watson also selectively spared some lightly and seriously injured people, using them to draw more energy from the enemy. Now she was wearing a simple nylon tactical sling, and all six smoke bombs hidden in the bomb satchel were hung up.

But it’s not time to use it yet.

Stepping over the door frame, Miss Watson locked the heavy watertight hatch with one hand to prevent seawater from flooding in. In fact, this is also common combat knowledge. Especially in close combat indoors, unless there are many teammates, the SWAT police will not forget to close the door to prevent enemies from sneaking up from behind. For Miss Watson, it is more important not to be seen when using her abilities.

"There! There!"

boom! ! ! ! !

The garrison members on the ship finally arrived belatedly. The leading soldier came down the stairs, holding a buttless version of the Remington M870 shotgun, and looked at Miss Watson. Huge gunshots echoed in the cabin. Miss Watson did not dodge, and threw out a wrench, flying up from the bottom and hitting the man's crotch directly.

"Careful...ugh!"

When the latter soldier saw his teammate rolling down, he quickly crouched down and just pointed the muzzle of his gun at Miss Watson when a second wrench hit her face. He slumped back, blocking the other teammates from coming down. Miss Watson reached out to the floor, and the Remington shotgun flew over. This gun is equipped with a 14-inch barrel, and the circular magazine below has less capacity than the full-size model, and can only hold about 5 rounds.

boom!boom!

There were no military boots visible at the top of the stairs, and the other enemies seemed to be temporarily frightened away. Miss Watson immediately hit the two wounded on the ground, then pulled the bodies over and quickly stripped off the weapons and ammunition. As soon as she put the M2 carbine in her hands, a jingling sound came into her ears. Miss Watson directly picked up a corpse without even thinking about it, and then closed her eyes. The tentacles on the legs did not stop moving and were still taking objects from the enemy.

lb!

“Up up up up!!!”

After the sound of flash bombs ended, two military boots stepped down on the stairwell. Miss Watson had already set the muzzle of the gun on the shoulder of the corpse, and launched the attack the moment she made eye contact with the enemy. This round-edged square stairwell is so narrow that it can be completely blocked by just one person. Soldiers are generally stouter, and at this moment, their line of sight is blocked.

The enemy who was shot in the head was dragged back by several hands.

Silence fell again above the stairwell.

Miss Watson wasted no time in manipulating the tentacles to adjust the equipment, while she continued to aim the gun at the stairwell. Fortunately, she packed the nylon tactical sling into her backpack, otherwise there would be no room for the rifle magazine. But this set of carrying equipment is still too simple, so the shotgun ammunition can only be put in the shoulder bag.

There were constant shouts coming in through the bulkhead. More than ten seconds passed, and half a face suddenly appeared on the edge of the stairwell. Miss Watson fired two shots like lightning, and then she heard screams coming from above. She pulled the tab off a grenade, stuffed it under the body, then stood up and left the scene. There are many passages in the warship. If I want to go to the ammunition depot, I have more than one choice.

1 minutes 09 seconds.

Glancing at her watch, Miss Watson fired two shots to scare off the crew ahead, and then kicked open the hatch that was about to close.

"Get down!!!"

"Fire! Fire!!"

Two armed soldiers just ran over from the end of the corridor ahead. Miss Watson grabbed the crew member in front of her and used him as a shield to face the enemy with a gun in one hand.

......

"What? Say it again? Did you see clearly?"

In the destroyer bridge, the atmosphere dropped again and again with the successive bad news. The "Heller" left the fleet alone to perform its mission this time. After all, it was in the back garden of South America, and it was also close to the waters of Brazil, so it was difficult to make too much noise.

The actionable target is only one freighter.

Andre, a senior spy, had understood the situation inside and out. What other surprises could there be? However, the accident happened like this. It seems that since the successful attack on the freighter in the middle of the night yesterday, things have never gone smoothly again. First, the SEAL team suffered heavy casualties. A support helicopter crashed into the sea on its way back. Although it used missile attacks to force the opponent to stop the ship, without air support, the Marine Corps could not successfully attack the ship with its few small boats.

The arms dealer's strength greatly exceeded expectations.

The destroyer captain, Lieutenant Colonel Colmran Bellamy, thought over and over again and ordered the attack ship squad to wait until their own side arrived at the predetermined location before launching an attack. As long as the distance from the cargo ship is shortened to less than 20 nautical miles, the "Heller" can use the two 127mm caliber Mark 45 naval guns at the head and tail to provide long-range fire support, and there is no need to worry about sinking the cargo ship with excessive power.

But now, the ship is being invaded, and the specific situation of the enemy is not clear. For God's sake, how many years has it been since the end of World War II that the Federal Navy has not encountered this kind of thing? These young navy soldiers are like city residents far away from earthquake zones. After all, they really have no relevant experience. Even if they do earthquake drills every year, they will still be panicked when they encounter one. Captain Comran looked at the freighter again through the telescope, slowly put his hand down, turned to ask the signalman: "Are you clear?"

"Yes, sir."

The signal soldier took a breath and wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand: "The explosion occurred at the supply cabin. Most of the adjacent areas have been watertightly isolated. The enemy that has been confirmed so far is a black woman, and she is very fast. , and the combat effectiveness is strong, more than 20 defenders have been killed."

"Where are the Marines?"

"Has been deployed at ammunition depots and fuel depots in accordance with your instructions."

"...Keep in touch with the missile team and radar team to confirm that the Harpoon missile can be launched at any time." After speaking, Captain Comran took out a cigarette from his arms, and then took out a lighter: "Today ... May God bless us on what could be one of the deadliest days for the U.S. Navy since World War II."

"Yes, sir."

The bridge fell into dead silence again.

Time passed by minute by minute, making it feel extremely long.

boom--!

The sudden explosion scared the signal soldier.