This is a position where not only Hydra is deployed, but also several machine gun positions and two assault guns. Its function is to intercept enemies that may appear on the sea. However, there has been no enemy situation for a long time. The soldiers gathered together in twos and threes to chat.
, BBQ or gambling.
Dawson watched for a while and guessed that the other party had gone to sleep, so he walked towards his fishing rod and picked up the bucket.
In addition to picking up shells, his second activity here is fishing. The fish in this alien world are particularly delicious. Not only are they delicious when grilled, they are also great when eaten raw. However, they are very clever and require a little skill. Those waste soldiers are basically
No fishing was successful.
After all, corpse starch has really faded away, so we must eat something fresh.
"Battal Commander, let's get a fish big enough for all of us!"
A group of soldiers immediately burst into laughter when they saw Dawson walking to the beach carrying a homemade fishing rod.
Dawson spat.
"It's so big, it's hard to tell who will eat whom!"
Soon, he came to the rock where he sat most often, opened his fishing gear bag, took out a fake bait and hung it on the fishing line. After testing the wind, he adjusted his direction, raised his arm and swung it
into the wide ocean.
The float began to undulate slightly in the waves. Dawson stared at the sea. The water here was very clear. It is reasonable to say that he could see the situation in the water, but there were a lot of weird algae growing there, making the situation in the water actually very complicated. He also tried
It took many attempts to find out that this length of fishhook would not catch the seaweed.
All that's left is to wait...
Dawson sat down.
"Weird..."
But within a few seconds, he felt a chill coming from the water, as if a pair of cruel eyes were staring at him from the water.
This reminded him of a childhood memory. When he was nine years old, he and his two friends privately rowed a small boat to go fishing. However, due to the wind, they drifted too far, but they were not afraid at that time. They used boats anyway.
I could row back with an oar, so I just started fishing where I was.
It was at that time that he first became afraid of the sea. Under the deep black sponge, they didn't know what was staring at them, but Dawson felt that he put away the fishing rod out of fear, but his companions did not.
Soon, a huge force grabbed the fishing rod of their companion. They thought it was some big fish. The two of them worked together to grab the fishing rod and called Dawson for help. But just as Dawson hesitated, the two men
Amidst the screams, he was dragged into the water together. At that time, he was so frightened that he shrank on the bow of the boat and let the boat rock violently. Until a few minutes later, when everything calmed down, he only found two shoes on the water.
His two companions completely disappeared under the sea.
From then on, he developed a fear and anger towards the ocean. He hoped that he could own a big ship so that he could hunt down the "sea monsters" that adults called him and avenge his past cowardice.
But now, this feeling came back, and he saw that the marine plants under the water were trembling, as if their nerves were being disturbed by pain, twisting at a slow and ominous speed——
The next second, a huge force came from the fishing rod in his hand, and he almost came out of his hand, and the fishing line was wildly pulled away from the reel.
"Ha! Here it comes!"
Dawson instinctively grabbed the fishing rod, then pulled back while reeling in the line.
This is a big guy!
The challenge of prey aroused Dawson's determination, and he began to try his best to compete with the opponent. Maybe today he can really catch a big guy that can feed the whole camp!
He poured all his will and strength into his arms and changed from a sitting position to a half-kneeling position. He was so focused that he didn't even notice that the communicator on his chest was ringing.
And his fishing rod was gradually pulled into a huge arc and could break at any time.
Suddenly, the soldier noticed that where the swell sank, the water surface turned over, and the blunt snout of a huge creature emerged from the dense seaweed.
But it was so fast that Dawson couldn't see its figure clearly, only the dim flash and the ripples of silver bubbles.
Immediately afterwards, the water surged violently, and it seemed that a huge gray muscle could be seen twisting. Dawson realized that something was wrong, but the pride of an angler prevented him from giving up his prey——
The next second, with an unknown clicking sound, the strength in his hand disappeared, and his fishing rod broke into three pieces.
Dawson fell directly backwards to the ground, and he roared with annoyance and anger. Then he noticed that the communicator had been ringing for a long time, and he quickly pressed the light.
"Hey Hey hey!"
However, the only response he received from the other end was screams and roars, fierce gunshots, and a unique bubbly grunt.
"Ah! Oh no! Enemy attack!"
Dawson was startled, and finally he realized that the gunfire did not come from the communicator, but from behind him.
The soldier stood up suddenly and reached for his pistol.
But the next second his body froze——
A familiar sea smell hit him, and a damp and terrifying thing appeared in front of him.
At a certain moment, he blinked and thought he was dreaming.
That creature that only appears in the depths of nightmares is as tall as a giant. The skin on its back is like battle-damaged iron with a dirty gray-blue color, and the skin on its abdomen is rubbery white and prismatic.
A pair of eyes on the head are like glass-like black holes, full of strange desire.
Its limbs are very strong, and it wears weird coral-like armor on its body. There is a metal backpack above its dorsal fin, with tubes connecting its gills. Its thick tail fin keeps floating left and right, as if riding the ocean current, and its left hand holds a metal harpoon.
shaped weapon, with his right hand pressing the gun belt on his waist.
The most important thing is that, apart from the limbs, this is a huge carnivorous fish!
Dawson had heard the legend of the so-called murlocs in his hometown. They were people who were cursed for stealing treasures from the sea. They would emerge from the deep sea every night when the moon was shining brightly, and they would cruise around the coastline and grab whatever they saw.
Anyone, especially children...
But when he grew up, he knew that it was a story told by adults to scare children not to approach the dangerous seaside at will, so he never took it seriously...
But today, he really saw it!
That terrifying bloody mouth and white teeth seem to only exist in the darkest abyss and trench.
And there is a fishing line hanging from its mouth...
Dawson immediately raised his pistol, but when he pulled the trigger, it only clicked.
He forgot to open insurance!
"ah!"
The next second, the opponent pierced his shoulder with a harpoon and pinned him in place.
Then the monster opened its ferocious mouth, but did not make any sound.
"Oh my god..."
In an instant, his consciousness fell into the bloody and deep sea——