Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Chapter 542 527. Bronze King, Constantine

The danger alarm sounded across the entire Imer. After a moment, the rotating yellow light went out completely and was replaced by a red light that flashed wildly along the corner of the wall. The red light flashed ten times faster than the yellow light.

A sharp sound of metal deforming that made her teeth ache sounded beside Nuonuo. She didn't even have time to turn her head to look before she felt a sharp gust of wind passing by her.

As the alarm lights flashed, the walls and tabletops were illuminated in blood red. Constantine, who was surrounded by maids just now, had disappeared. Only a dent of more than ten centimeters and spider-web-like cracks extending out on the metal splicing panel were left.

Many people often ignore Constantine because of his handsome appearance, but in fact, this quiet and taciturn boy is the real monster on this ship.

Nuonuo carefully protected her lower abdomen with her arms, frowned slightly, and looked up at the display screen that could directly broadcast the live situation on the deck.

But before he could see what was happening outside, the flashing red lights suddenly went out, and then the alarm stopped abruptly.

After a suffocating second of silence, the entire ship shook violently. The restaurant was so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. At the same time, the sound of bullets being loaded could be heard all around. At least three plump bodies approached Nuonuo from different directions and completely protected her in the middle.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Su Enxi, who claimed to be serving the boss and provided any form of assistance to Lu Mingfei, undoubtedly set Nuonuo as the first target of protection in her actions.

Those girls with amazing figures, firm breasts and hips used their bodies as a barrier, and when necessary, they served as Nono's buffer layer.

A few seconds later, the emergency lights came on and a German man's angry curse was heard over the ship's radio.

"Please don't worry, Miss Chen, it's just a circuit failure caused by the impact on the hull. It will be repaired soon." One of the girls who was sticking close to Nono looked around vigilantly.

Few people on this ship know that their real mission is different from those of retired special forces and mercenaries.

The maid team is only responsible for Nono.

The employer's requirement was that even if everyone on the ship died, Chen Motong must be sent back to shore intact. To this end, they paid enough wages for the maids' families to live and work in peace for decades, and also purchased high insurance for each person.

"Give priority to ensuring the power output of the monitoring system. I want to see what is happening outside." Nuo Nuo tilted her head slightly to take off the silver four-leaf clover earrings on her earlobes and put the two pendants close to her body.

Less than 30 seconds after she finished speaking, the display screen flashed and the signal was restored, and everyone raised their heads to look over there.

The bright white light fell on everyone's face, illuminating their expressions of shock and astonishment.

The floating ice pushed by the ice storm was like a four-meter-high wave, rushing towards them at a speed faster than that of the iron ship. The moment they came into contact with the Imael, it was like a mudslide from a whole mountain, and then slammed hard into the side of the ship. The hull, which had already been turned 45 degrees by the steering gear room, immediately shook and tilted. The heroes on the deck who were insulting each other had to huddle together like sardines and fasten themselves with chains and ropes to avoid falling into the icy sea with the containers and carts that had not yet been locked.

The turbulent snow and wind in the polar night had already pulled the Imer in like a giant tentacle. The shadow of the iron ship that was madly crashing towards it from afar was getting bigger and bigger, and under the illumination of the xenon lamps, it looked like a fallen mountain.

"Oh God..." the head maid murmured in a low voice, but Aki Sakutoku gave her a cold look and said, "Don't pray to God. Who knows if that thing really comes, whether it will be an enemy or a friend."

"If we are hit head-on by something like that at this speed, we will be shattered..." Selma said softly.

Nono shook his head. "We won't be shattered, and we may not even be injured, but the part of the hull that is hit will collapse, and all the watertight compartments will be destroyed. In less than 30 minutes, the ship will sink completely. The nearest cruiser is 50 nautical miles away. Even if everyone here is a strong hybrid, no one can hold on in the sea water in the storm until rescue arrives. Even if they can hold on by chance, the subsequent search and rescue work will be an almost impossible task."

"There are lifeboats on board," the head maid said, "large enough to accommodate all of you."

Even when the Imael was designed and built, no one had anticipated that such a situation would occur. Even if they encountered the same iceberg that the Titanic encountered, they would be safe and sound. But what they faced was a 20,000-ton metal mountain.

Given the aforementioned reasons, although lifeboats were indeed equipped, they were definitely not enough to accommodate everyone on board, and if they chose to abandon ship in such a place, their hope of survival would be very slim.

"It's not time to abandon ship and escape." Nono glanced at the head maid. She was surprised that this woman did not reserve any space on the boat for her and her teammates when she made the escape plan.

In addition, what Nono was really worried about was not the collision from the Yamal ship on the opposite side, but its nuclear reactor.

Judging from the appearance of the ship opposite, it had probably encountered an attack before entering this ice storm. The bow of the icebreaker, which is the hardest part and used to crash into icebergs, had almost its entire metal outer layer stripped off. The side glass of almost every outer cabin under the deck had burst, and it seemed as if ghosts and evil spirits were hiding in the dark windows and peeking out.

If it was the Yamal, that meant it was powered by two extremely violent heavy water reactors.

The principle of this reactor is that deuterium and tritium react to generate huge amounts of heat energy, which is then used to generate water vapor through a device to drive a generator. The Tokamaco device, which is used to ensure the safe operation of the reactor, can provide power for the Yamal for dozens or even hundreds of years.

But what if the heat exchange core of the Tokamaco device was damaged in the impact? Or if it was originally damaged and only maintained a simple and fragile balance, the heat exchange balance completely collapsed during the impact, and the two nuclear reactors would be overloaded in a few minutes, and the values ​​would soar to a level high enough to trigger a level 5 nuclear accident, followed by an explosion.

In other words, that thing might not only be a mountain that could crush Yamal, but also a nuclear bomb of unknown power.

"All crew members, please be prepared for impact!" The first mate's voice rang out in the cabin again. In fact, without his reminder, Nono could already hear the roar like a tsunami outside the cabin.

The two ships were approaching each other at an alarming speed, and the huge five-star pattern on the Yamal looked like a meteorite hanging high in the sky.

The whistle roared, the steering wheel spun, and two red flames jumped out on both sides of the deck, leaving a fire-like trail under the ice. At this time, the nuclear-powered icebreaker designed to crush the ice was equipped with torpedo tubes. But almost at the same time, the ship opposite also had a torpedo, and four torpedoes exploded accurately underwater, and the shock wave set off a huge flower composed of water and floating ice.

In just a few minutes, the first mate had tried everything he could, but all his efforts failed, and judging by the torpedoes fired, the other ship was not out of control. They were attacked.

Everyone was staring at the bow of the ship that was about to collide, but Nono was staring at the small figure standing in the cold wind as the camera zoomed out.

There was a soft murmur in the wind; it was a child singing.

What was he singing... Nuonuo couldn't understand, but the sound was like an ancient phoenix harp being played again after ten thousand years.

Constantine stood at the edge of the port side, his pupils burning with gold, and the scales on his cheeks began to grow in an orderly manner as if a flower was slowly blooming.

He simply stretched out his hand, and a certain holy word that could be listed as the ancient manifestation in the sequence list of spiritual words was recited.

Nono looked in the direction of Constantine's palm, and saw snow-like ice crystal fragments bursting out from the rapidly approaching Yamal. Those fragments were ice layers solidified on the surface of the hull and ice blocks solidified after water was poured into the side of the ship. They should have shattered after the collision with the Imer, but under the control of some supernatural force, the keel of the Yamal suddenly shook violently, and the shaking of the keel was accompanied by the disintegration and collapse of the hull structure. The first to suffer were the ice layers covering the hull.

Soon everyone noticed this scene. An incredible force, like God's fist waving from the clouds, hit the bow of the Yamal.

The bow, which was already riddled with holes, was lifted up by this force, and it was as if the watertight compartment at the stern started working again, filling it with seawater. Thousands of tons of weight forced the large ship to tilt backwards.

The big ship was still madly rushing forward under the initial power, but the force generated out of thin air was wrestling with it, cracks spread on the raised bow, and its hull structure was actually beginning to be damaged.

No, it wasn't just broken, it was falling apart.

The bow of the ship was lifted up in the air for a moment and then fell down heavily. A huge wave was raised and pushed towards the Yamal, but behind the wave, the bow of the Yamal was flattened with a sharp and piercing roar.

After the hull was destroyed, the cabin of the ship was already exposed. At this moment, it was like someone was pressing down on both ends of an empty can. When the force reached a certain level, the can would be completely crushed.

This is the situation facing the scarred bow of the Yamal.

A nuclear-powered icebreaker that rammed into the ship at full speed without caring about the damage to its hull originally had the power to destroy the world, but at this moment it seemed to have suddenly hit an invisible wall. Its bow was first flattened, and then violent explosions occurred in many parts of the hull. The entire ship turned sideways, and was pressed down by the invisible force like the bow, and then it capsized.

Judging from its size, it is clearly more like an enlarged metal blue whale, but at this moment it is like a snake that has been twisted at both ends and is spinning violently in opposite directions. Its shape is more like a giant Tianjin Mahua.

This scene was like a miracle happening in front of everyone. The situation was reversed drastically in just a few seconds. The huge ship that was determined to perish along with them was destroyed by God before it even had time to get close to the Imer. Its hard metal hull, its proud bow armor, and the torpedoes and explosives were all gone.

Such a human creation weighing 20,000 tons was turned into a pile of scrap metal in just a few seconds. Part of its wreckage and the ice floes were carried by the waves and still swept towards the Imer in an unstoppable manner.

But all the metal parts automatically separated to the sides a few hundred meters away from the Imer, as if encountering a torrent of reefs, and almost brushed the edge of the ship and floated into the deeper ocean.

A moment later, thousands and tens of thousands of tons of floating ice hit the bow of the Imer like a rainstorm. However, as the bow of an icebreaker, it was originally designed to cut through the ice and smash the icebergs. At this time, the accumulated and solidified floating ice was like butter hitting a red-hot blade. The Imer was like a sharp knife, smoothly cutting through all the ice.

Everyone on the ship suffered the impact in its entirety, but fortunately they were not unprepared. All of them were mixed-race with powerful bloodlines. Even the maids without dragon blood in their bodies were ace mercenaries who had undergone rigorous training and experienced many battles. The moment the impact came, they each grabbed the objects fixed in the cabin around them.

Those men as strong as polar bears who had appeared on the deck early, armed with weapons and ready for boarding battle, were shaken dizzy. Fortunately, thanks to the chains and ropes, the deck of the Imer was not swept into the sea by the shock wave like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

When the Imer calmed down, the first thing Nono did was not to check if he was hurt, but to look up and check the satellite channel they had just connected to.

There were actually three signals in the channel, two of which had almost identical bands and frequencies.

This means that the huge ship that was twisted into a knot less than two nautical miles away from them was actually the Yamal!
"Use our instruments to scan the thermal signature of the wreckage of the ship. Also, immediately create a 3D model of the object in the central control room using the photos just taken." While everyone else was still immersed in the miraculous scene that had just happened, Nono had already calmly begun giving orders.

The thermal signal scan image was sent to the restaurant's display screen just one minute later. Nuo Nuo's face immediately froze, and his pupils were so cold that it seemed as if ice had condensed.

The entire Yamal was occupied by the source of the red and yellow heat signals. Those things were in strips, densely stacked on every level of the cabin of the big ship. Even though the icebreaker had been completely destroyed in Constantine's word attack just now, they were still not dead. Instead, they were moving like crazy, trying to find an outlet for venting.

"What the hell is that!" Selma exclaimed.

"Snakes." Nono said coldly, "A whole ship of Hydras."

She saw that some of the signals had two or even three branches in the spine, each branch connected to a head.

Just like the mythical multi-headed snake Hydra.

"The second ship is also the original Yamal." She looked at Aki Shude, "Senior, what do you think of?"

"Ye Sheng..." Jiude Aki gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. The veins on his forehead were throbbing and his nails were already embedded in the flesh.

(End of this chapter)