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Chapter 269 Go into the water, do it!

"Again!" Du Yu ran to a crossbow mounted on a vehicle, changed his bolt, and aimed at the giant beast that was just inches away, emerging from the sea.

On the sea surface, a section of the mosasaur's head was exposed, resembling a giant lizard magnified countless times.

"Oh!"

A thick crossbow bolt pierced its nose, with half of it still sticking out.

"Roar--"

The mosasaur shook its head, but the crossbow bolts remained firmly embedded in its body.

Its body suddenly sank downwards, its massive form disappearing into the sea, leaving only churning foam and spreading blood on the surface.

"Second brother, are you alright?" Yan Da helped Yan San up.

"It's nothing." Yan San stood up, ran to the crossbow mounted on the vehicle, and his eyes gleamed with fervor.

"Brother, this is the life I want! Fighting against such a behemoth is the real thrill!" Yan San laughed, his face beaming with excitement.

Without saying a word, Yan Wu ran to the back, took out a crossbow bolt from the box, and mounted it on the crossbow mounted on the cart.

"Big brother, come here."

Seeing that his two younger brothers were alright, Yan Da felt relieved. Looking at the vast and boundless sea and the deck bobbing heavily on the surface, Yan Da felt a surge of pride.

"Over there, it swam to the back."

Shouts came from behind.

The cunning behemoth, using the ship's hull as cover, silently swam to the other side underwater.

The ship was slowly turning around, and the ballista on the starboard side moved with the ship, its cold arrows locking onto the sea area to the right of the ship once again.

"It's coming out!"

A soft shout suddenly came from above.

Yan Da looked up upon hearing the sound and was taken aback.

A figure is firmly bound to the lookout tower in the middle of the mainmast.

Upon closer inspection, who else could it be but Qin Ziwu?
Several thick ropes were looped around his waist and arms, almost binding him like a dumpling, and securing him to the narrow wooden platform.

"This kid," Qin Ziwen also caught a glimpse of it and snorted, "isn't he afraid of falling?"

That being said, the cables bound Qin Ziwu very tightly, almost binding him hand and foot and securing him firmly to the mast, making it nearly impossible for him to fall unless the mast and cables broke.

"Release!" Du Yu's voice rang out.

The crossbow bolts on the starboard side were fired again!

Six crossbow bolts were fired and disappeared into the water.

A muffled roar came from beneath the sea.

The mosasaur dived into the deeper sea.

"Did he run away?"

Qin Ziwen frowned. In this sea, such a huge beast would be difficult to catch if it was determined to escape.

Moreover, this mosasaur was enormous.

Even a Tyrannosaurus Rex would fall to the ground under the salvo of two crossbows mounted on a vehicle.

This mosasaur withstood two rounds and was still very energetic.

It was too big for the crossbow bolts to be too small, so the wounds would not be too deep. The only solution was to bleed it or try to make the wounds infected.

After diving into the sea, the group lost track of the mosasaur.

The people on the deck waited silently; this was a game of strategy.

A psychological battle between the two sides.

Suddenly, a louder, more solid thud than before came from the stern of the ship.

"Bang!!!"

The entire stern looked as if it had been violently lifted upwards by a giant hand, revealing the mosasaur's thick back beneath it.

It flipped over and submerged back into the water.

"crunch-"

A deafening crash echoed from the deck as the stern of the Lost Home slammed heavily back into the sea, sending up towering waves. The ship rocked violently from side to side.

On the ship, everyone steadied themselves; some lay on the ground, while others clung tightly to the ship beside them.

Many people were so shocked that their faces turned pale and their hearts raced.

A dark shadow lingered around the ship.

"This guy." Qin Ziwen frowned. He found that the Mosasaurus was very smart. In a short time, it had found a way to deal with ships.

Because the Lost Home could not go to sea, it could only float on the surface of the sea.

A fierce glint flashed in Du Yu's eyes. He ran back to the basement level, picked up the huge iron chain with hooks in the middle, and said, "Send a few people."

The five of them worked together to push the iron chain to the window. The next second, the thick chain seemed to have a life of its own, raised its head, leaped out of the window, and crashed into the sea with a dull thud, like a black python.

With a splash, it fell heavily into the sea.

After a heavy splash, the chains quickly sank and tightened.

Suddenly, a grappling hook appeared beneath the stern of the Lost Home, sinking into the deep sea.

The hook line was like a living bait, its tip twitching every now and then.

Full sails! Hard starboard! Charge forward!

The sails billowed, carrying plumes of blue smoke.

The Lost Home accelerated and sped towards the sea ahead.

A white trail of waves was left on the sea behind them.

Underwater, the wounded mosasaur chased after the Lost Home.

In the distance, on the largest island, atop a cliff.

A group of figures were gazing at the giant ship speeding across the sea and the black dot hovering in the sky.

Yang Long's expression was solemn. The other side actually had such a large ship. If their shipyard hadn't been destroyed, perhaps they would have launched ships by now.

In front of Yang Long stood a young man dressed in formal attire, with short, permed red hair, his hands in his pockets, his face expressionless.

Pu Jia, with his white hair, peered at the Lost Home sailing on the sea, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Wow, they've got some skills. They lured the Mosasaurus away."

"How are the preparations for the new ship going?" the young man with short red hair asked.

"Boss, the boat is ready. It's five meters long and can hold up to six people." Pu Jia said, giving Yang Long a provocative look. These good-for-nothings from the urban village couldn't even guard a shipyard properly; they had to rely on him, Brother Pu.

"That's enough, as long as we get to their neighborhood." A sharp glint flashed in the red-haired youth's eyes.

“Cover me as I go. Once I reach their neighborhood, I will immediately activate the anchor point and lock onto their neighborhood.”

Then you all come through the anchor point, and while their main force is outside, take out their base.

"Understood!" Pu Jia clapped his hands, grinning from ear to ear.

The red-haired youth said no more, turned around and strode down the mountain.

Qin Ziwen glanced at the scene and took in the actions of the people on the mountaintop.

The other person saw him, and he naturally saw the other person as well.

These past few days have passed, and the residents across the street seem to have behaved much better, but Qin Ziwen knows that they definitely won't give up.

Fortunately, he had prepared in advance and looked away.
He then turned his gaze toward the Lost Home.

Not far away, the ship Lost Home, which was sailing, suddenly jolted, as if it had hooked something.

The bow of the ship dropped, and the speed decreased sharply.

Then, it spun around in place, and the giant hook that had fallen into the sea hit its prey.

The mosasaur wanted to dive into the deep sea. The chains were very tight, and the water level of the ship dropped a lot, but in the end it still floated firmly on the surface.

From beneath the sea came the restless roar of a mosasaur.

"Instructor Du, the ballista can't be hit; it's right below us!" Cao Biansheng shouted.

Upon hearing that the target had been hooked, Yan Da's eyes lit up with joy, and he stepped forward without hesitation, "Brother Du, do you have anything that can be used to shoot it underwater?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Get in the water, and get it done!"

(End of this chapter)