The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

Angus patted his own tail, and his hand turned red as expected.Even sirens that have lived for a long time and have been strengthened many times rarely have such a hard tail as Angus.

Because Angus was lucky enough to pick up the metal that fell from the stars, no one else could break the metal and reinforce it on the tail.

But Angus moved the metal to the vicinity of the submarine crater. Although Angus was almost cooked during the waiting process, he also harvested the strongest tail after escaping from death.

Flicking his tail, Angus watched the humans turn back to the bushes, turned over and swam away.

The materials used to strengthen the tail must be carefully selected. Seabed ores, rare materials, and even turtle shells are good materials for sirens.

Sirens love beauty and will specially choose good-looking materials to strengthen their tails, but Angus does not have this habit.

Even a little dismissive, the good-looking tail is too easy to attract attention, and the general protection of the two is not very good.

Let Angus choose between gems and metals, he prefers metals.

This is also why his tail is gray and metallic black, when it originally appeared to be blue.

Ice blue, glowing, and conspicuous, Angus couldn't hide himself anyway, so he learned to bury himself deep in the sand.

In the eyes of other sirens, this is another proof of Angus freak.

Angus didn't care, and he couldn't easily destroy a group of underwater reefs because of his good looks.

Since I need to find materials to prepare for reinforcement, I have to go to the deeper seabed, so that there will be better materials.

"Om—"

Angus's movements of cruising under the water came to a severe halt. He frowned and looked diagonally upwards.

It's a human ship, and it's a big one.

Hate.

Angus pouted, unhappily preparing to move in another direction, and after a few sea miles, he suddenly remembered the humans he had put on the island.

If the ship finds the human...

Will that take him?

As soon as this idea was put into the scope of thinking, Angus's ear fins began to fully open, emitting tiny vibrations of extremely high frequency.

This is a sign of the siren's anger.

Angus rolled in the water and ran towards the boat without hesitation.

If you dare to snatch someone, you will slap him with one tail.

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Howard, who stood in the forestring of the boat and looked at the endless coast in thought, looked sad.

He had been looking for the captain for a long time, so long that World War II came to an end, so long that the Strategic Science Reserve Bureau was disbanded, and so long that Peggy persuaded himself to give up many times.

He knew he had to give up and move on with his life.He just still felt that Rogers would never die easily in an emergency landing, but they hadn't found the right place yet.

He didn't want him to die in a dark place alone.

"Mr. Stark—" the sailor in charge of monitoring the underwater search called out, "We found something."

Stark looked on the screen, and when he saw the square, shining blue stone at the bottom of the water being clamped by the robotic arm of the search submarine, his pupils dilated slightly.

He remembered the previous experience of analyzing the bullet on the captain's body, which was a very high-energy lens.

"Recycle." He made a decisive decision.

"Yes."

The monitoring screen suddenly went black, and the incoherent feedback from the launching personnel came from the communicator.

"Attacked... There is..."

"What's going on?" Stark quickly approached and shouted into the microphone.

"Ah! What!!"

"There's something—"

"Stab -- ah --"

After that, there was only the sound of splashing water on the radio, and after a few stings, contact was completely lost.The monitoring room was quiet for a while, filled with oppressive ominousness.

"Quick! Help!" Howard ordered loudly.

"Yes--!"

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Angusti walked the unconscious submarine pilot, shook it a few times like a toy, and threw it out.There was a specific whistle in the mouth.

The response from the nearest dolphins soon came from a distance. There are zero intelligent races in the ocean that can keep up with the sirens, and they are basically food.

Language-rich, communicative dolphins are only a class that comes close to them.

So they were lucky enough to stay out of the siren fraternity's recipes.

Using sound waves to order the nearby dolphins to stand by to pick up people, the siren broke his wrist and moved a little.

Stretching his arms, Angus squinted his eyes slightly, and spun on the spot. A spiral water mark burst out in the water at high speed, and a passing shrimp was instantly smashed into the sea water, leaving no foam left.

"Bang—creak—"

Howard only felt a violent shaking of the ship. He supported the console, but the high-frequency impact and shaking that followed caused him to roll to the ground in embarrassment.

"What's going on!" he asked loudly.

Didn't the interference sound waves be released during the previous salvage to prevent marine life from approaching?

"We have been under an unknown attack—" In the midst of the ups and downs, someone tore his throat and said with difficulty.

Angus under the sea completed a section of impact, looked at the huge depression at the bottom of the ship, and twisted his neck.

He flicked his tail, rushed to the bottom of the boat, bounced back and forth, and hit the hull dozens of times with his tail.

The people on the boat were already like tourists who were being played with by facilities in an amusement park. They were staggering, dizzy, knocking everywhere, and couldn't stand at all.

Not big, but definitely not small, the boat wobbled on the sea like some superficial toy, tipping over into the thrill of the sea at any moment.

Howard covered his head, which he had hit countless times, and roared, "Have you not found the subject of the attack yet?"

"Such a big target can't be located!?"

"...Mr. Stark! I really didn't find it!" Someone shouted in despair.

Stark hugged the table legs tightly, and crawled hard to the monitor he was looking at just now, trying to find something.

"Mr. Stark!" Someone yelled in horror.

"What's the matter?" With a violent shake, Howard rolled to the ground in some embarrassment, and when he looked up, he was also shocked.

"The bottom of the boat is broken!" With the sound of metal wailing, he heard his unbelievable guess.

"The hole continues to expand! The ship is going to sink!"

Howard opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Everyone, go release the boat! Send out the distress signal!"

"Yes!"

Angus, the 'big guy' on the bottom of the sea, tore off the iron sheet on the bottom of the boat with his hands, got in and beat and rammed wantonly.

Soon the ship was broken into a bad shape.

When the staff in the ship stumbled and rushed out of the deck, the ship finally couldn't stand Angus's rough damage, and the hull made a loud creaking sound, as if a person was dying.

Angus circled to the stern, swam some distance, and made a final charge.

"boom--"

The propeller whined miserably, the completely distorted blades of the propeller turned with pauses, and the temperature of the constantly heating motor gradually increased.

"boom--"

The thrusters at the stern exploded dully.

Angus screamed and roared on the boat, and moved away in a panic, watching the boat that had turned into a pile of scrap iron gradually sinking into the sea.

The stirred up water created a strong current on the bottom of the sea, and Angus adjusted his posture to remain stable in the current.

Looking down, something blue flashed, and Angus raised his eyebrows, making the bright ice blue look very pretty.

Before he had time to hesitate, Angus had already rushed out and caught the bright blue.

When Howard, who was finally helped to evacuate with difficulty, turned his head, he saw that both hands had grabbed the previous energy body, and there was a tail tip shaking in the same direction.

"Wait..." His pupils dilated, and he wanted to go back to see what it was, but the water had already reached the deck.In the noise, his will was ignored, and the bodyguards on the boat dragged him out.

The author has something to say: Angus: I, cute, can dismantle ships [proud] [grab shields and prepare to demonstrate]

Steve: ... Let go of the shield in your hand first, let's play something else, be good.

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