Dragon Clan: Thought So Far.

Chapter 543 528. Hydra

It was at least two hours later that the power supply of the entire ship of the Imer returned to normal. The good news was that in such a violent collision, the first nuclear power compartment, the second nuclear power compartment and the third diesel power compartment were not damaged, and even the porthole glass was rarely peeled off.

Only the bow that faced the impact suffered the peeling of the outer armor, but it was still within a controllable range.

After the violent collision, the giant ship finally calmed down, and the men who were busy fixing the machinery on the deck poured into the cabin one after another.

The ice storm was still sweeping across the broken ice sea. Nono checked the situation of the Imer through the monitoring system and his face looked extremely ugly.

In the storm just now, sea ice from all directions was pushed towards the big ship. The sea ice could not destroy the Imer, which was capable of crushing six-meter-high icebergs, but it could seal it in the ice sea like wax.

Looking in all directions, there was endless sea ice. The bottom of the Imer seemed to be firmly embedded in the ice. The two-meter-thick solid ice locked the hull of the icebreaker from every direction.

This is a giant dragon that can swim in the Arctic Ocean during the polar night, but now it is trapped in the shallows and cannot move. Even the two destroyers of the Northern Fleet dare not get too close, otherwise they will also get stuck in the cracks in the ice and be unable to escape.

There is no doubt that the ice storm just now and the Yamal that rammed into the Imer in the ice storm were the work of the Holy Palace Medical Society. There would be no such incredible means in the Far North, and only the mysterious organization, the Holy Palace Medical Society, could do it.

Nuonuo looked up coldly at the display screen hanging in the restaurant, with his slender eyebrows raised like swords.

For whatever reason, the Holy Palace Medical Association did not choose to attack the Imer directly, perhaps because of Constantine, or perhaps because there was something else on the ship that they were afraid of. In any case, it was obvious that Nono had realized that his thinking and direction were correct. As long as they followed the nuclear-powered icebreaker in the Far North, they would find what Odin had been pursuing, and they would also know where all the conspiracies and intrigues in this world for thousands of years would eventually converge.

"Shovel away the ice that's trapped on the bottom of the ship and then knock a path through the ice. The speed in the Far North is only seven nautical miles per hour. If we have time, we can continue to follow." Nono said coldly.

The ship is equipped with surveillance and communication facilities everywhere, so the captain's room can respond immediately to whatever she says.

There was a rumbling sound from the deck, and the folded tower cranes were stretched out again, and the machinery for crushing ice hung by thick steel cables fell to the ice surface.

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Constantine, wearing a bear-skin hat, with red cheeks and ice crystals hanging on his eyelashes, walked in shivering from outside. Nono quickly found the hot red wine that had not been spilled on the dining cart and handed it to the boy.

Constantine drank the red wine in the glass and let out a long sigh of relief. Others looked at him strangely, but no one said much.

Only Nuo Nuo noticed what happened just now. No one could have imagined that the power that could tear a 20,000-ton warship into pieces actually came from this delicate-looking and even weak child.

"Ms. Chen, can we enter the restaurant?" Someone used a communicator to send a communication request to the cabin through the internal network. Nono recognized the guy's voice. It was the most prestigious man on the ship, Yusuf Schäfer, a retired member of the German special forces.

"Please come in." Nuonuo responded after a moment of silence.

In any case, when the woman named Su Enxi handed the ship over to her, she said that everyone on the ship was trustworthy.

If a captain cannot trust his crew, there is no way he can cross thousands of kilometers of ocean.

The door to the other cabin was not locked. After getting Nono's permission, the fully armed thugs walked into the restaurant in silence. They marched one after another, well-trained and in neat formation. The leader, Yusuf, was a middle-aged man with a sharp, three-dimensional face like a knife. He was as strong as a bull, wearing thick winter clothes and windproof glasses, holding an extremely violent Bison submachine gun in his hand, and the backpack magazine provided the gun with more than 500 rounds of ammunition.

More than twenty German men stood in front of Nono, some of them carrying heavy machine guns and machine gun belts, and one of them carrying a T148/B flamethrower. They had bullet belts tied around their waists, daggers on their shoulder straps, tactical knives in their boots, and grenades and incendiary bombs hanging on the buckles of their bulletproof vests.

They said nothing with deep eyes, waiting for Yusuf to report to the real owner of the ship about the predicament the Imer was facing.

There were also about twenty members of the maid group. At this moment, these girls with thin waists and long legs were putting their hands on their slender thighs. As long as Yusuf and his men showed any signs of unusual movement, a gunfight would immediately break out in the cabin.

Those who are qualified to join this adventure are not serious sailors. Under Lu Mingze's orders, Su Enxi has gathered these desperate criminals walking between light and darkness from all over the world just for a battle.

"Our duty is to complete our employer's orders, and our employer's orders require us to ensure the safety of the Imer and Miss Chen." Yusuf pulled out his pistol and checked the spring of the pistol. "The heat signal shows that the ship that hit us has something dangerous hidden in it. Looking at the current situation, we have to stay in this sea area for more than ten hours. In order to avoid being attacked, blowing up the ship is the only option at the moment."

Nuonuo sighed and looked up at the wreckage of the black ship in the surveillance system.

In fact, she still had some doubts in her heart, wondering whether this thing was another Yamal. Nono was eager to get evidence to confirm this incredible speculation.

In addition, the wreckage of the ship left there is indeed a huge threat. If it is really the Yamal, the two nuclear power reactors that are always in operation are at risk of uncontrolled explosion at any time. Even if the probability of this risk is extremely low, under the operation of the Holy Palace Medical Association, a low-probability event may become an inevitable event.

The images transmitted back through thermal signal scanning showed that the wreckage of the ship was filled with mutant snakes that were even larger than the Titanoboa.

Most of the sailors on the ship were on the fringes of the mixed-blood society. They may have known through various channels that there was a group of people in the world who were almost split into two species from ordinary people. However, there was always an unclear veil between the understanding of the mixed-blood world and the dragon world. Even the battle-hardened Yusuf thought that they were just ordinary pythons that mutated under certain natural conditions or due to nuclear radiation. However, Nono knew that there was only one way to induce spinal bifurcation mutation in snakes, and that was genetic pollution, the genetic pollution of dragons.

Hydras are as dangerous as snake-like Deadpools. According to the ancient books of the academy, there are even sightings of eight-headed Hydras along the coast of the Baltic Sea, which are over 100 meters long and are simply alternative Yamata no Orochi. Just thinking about staying near hundreds of Hydras makes people feel numb, but if they ask for artillery assistance from the Northern Fleet, the truth about this ship will be completely buried under the ice...

"Yusuf, how many options do you have?" Nono asked.

"We first have to confirm whether the nuclear power reactor in the pile of scrap metal has been destroyed and the reaction process has been completely interrupted." Yusuf said, "The worst case scenario is that its tokamak device is still maintaining a fragile balance and the nuclear reaction is still continuing until now. In this case, we cannot use torpedoes or any means that may cause the reactor parameters to explode to deal with the ship."

"If it is confirmed that the nuclear reactor has completely failed, we can call for remote support and use torpedoes or cruise missiles to blow it into pieces. No matter whether it is a snake or a devil hiding in the cabin, it will be burned to ashes." Yusuf checked his weapon and inserted the pistol into the buckle, a thin golden color seeping into his iron-gray pupils.

He was indeed a mixed-race. Although his bloodline was too thin to be recruited by Kassel Academy, and even though he had never relied on the advantages of his dragon bloodline, this man still made his fighting skills and physical fitness stand at the pinnacle of human beings.

Nuo Nuo suddenly understood why Su Enxi had to recruit those special forces or mercenaries who could light up the golden eyes as sailors. Although they were all low-level half-bloods who had not even awakened their word spirits and had no place in the dark society, these people's combat capabilities were not inferior to those of the executive department when they held a handy weapon, and the golden eyes allowed them to resist the mental pollution of the dragon subspecies and not lose their ability to fight because of fear.

"But how do you know if the nuclear reactor is still working?" Nono asked after a moment of hesitation.

With Constantine around, they didn't even need to use the two destroyers to launch torpedoes, but there were too many secrets on the Yamal, and how could they explain the existence of two Yamals roaming the Arctic Ocean at the same time?
So she had actually guessed the answer.

"My men and I will board the ship to inspect it." Yusuf showed Nono the submachine gun in his hand. "No carbon-based creature in this world can withstand flamethrowers and bullets. Even if there are demons in there, we can kill our way in and out."

Nono did not make a decision immediately. She looked through the monitoring system at the black ship in the distance that was twisted into a knot by Constantine using some world-destroying words. The thing lay quietly on the ice, half of it sunk into the icy sea, but it was still suspended on the water with the support of some intact airtight cabins, like the corpse of a dead giant.

The explosion on the Yamal just now should have come from the third power compartment. If it was the first or second power compartment, the scene before our eyes would not be such a peaceful one.

At this time, the yellow light that had been off for a long time suddenly lit up again, and the shrill alarm echoed in the cabin. Nuo Nuo covered his mouth and screamed, and everyone looked up at the monitoring system at the same time.

Snakes, large blue-black snakes crawled out from the dark portholes of the dead nuclear-powered icebreaker. From a distance it looked like the gate of hell with holes gnawed by worms, and the green worms crawled out of the holes.

A high-definition camera immediately gave a close-up, and all the lenses were focused on the first giant python that crawled out of the icebreaker. It was more than 20 meters long, its scales were as sharp as blades, and its weight was immeasurable. After crawling out of the porthole, it fell heavily on the ice, raised its slender neck, shook its head, and then crawled towards the Imer, leaving deep grooves on the ice as it passed through.

The appearance of this giant python is very different from that of ordinary snakes. It has protruding facial bones, limbs on both sides of its body that have not yet completely degenerated, rugged lines on its body, and blood-red steam oozing from the gaps between its scales and lines.

The world's largest snake, the anaconda, lives in the Amazon River basin. Only the densely vegetated primeval forest has enough food to sustain their survival and the necessary temperature for their activities. Nono's pupils flickered slightly. She thought that even in the dragon clan's worldview, the pythons corroded by dragon blood could not live in such an extremely cold area for a long time.

This meant that the ship must have come from some warm place, or that the pythons had escaped from some warm space deep in the polar cold and were uninvited guests to the Yamal.

"We can't hide in the cabin, let's go to the deck. Those monsters are targeting us." Nono said coldly.

Before Yusuf realized the approaching danger and reacted, the giant python, perhaps controlled by some mysterious will, had recovered from the shock of the destructive force.

They are natural predators, and now all they have to do is move towards the food.

However, Nono did not feel panic or nervous. She walked to the porthole and instructed the head nun beside her to open a corner of the porthole. She then picked up a modified Remington rifle from a girl.

Deafening gunshots rang out in the restaurant, and then Yusuf and the head maid's pupils shrank slightly. They saw that the giant python that was in the front on the surveillance system had its head smashed by a bullet from a distance of several hundred meters or even a kilometer.

And Miss Chen, who was asked by her employer to be protected, did not even aim before shooting. It was as if she just raised her hand and fired, and the bullet received the command to hit the target and shot through the giant snake's brain.

The snake body without a brain struggled frantically on the ice, but it could not break the one-meter-thick ice. Blood gradually dyed the surroundings red. Then more giant snakes followed one after another, passing over the bodies of their companions like a blue-black torrent, and swarmed towards the Imer.

Nono tapped the display screen with her fingernails. "Those things are not demons. A rifle can shoot through their heads. You know what to do in this situation, right?" She looked at Yusuf.

A sinister smile appeared on the face of the sturdy German man.

He might have backed off in a fight with the monster snakes with his bare hands, but with heavy firepower and an almost unlimited supply of ammunition in his hands, it would be those beasts that he should be afraid of.

"Nothing can climb onto this ship!" He saluted in a formal manner.

There was a roaring sound from the deck, and the metal baffle was separating to both sides, and then two ferocious turrets slowly rose from under the deck.

It turned out to be a close-in defense gun that is only equipped on warships!

(End of this chapter)