Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

72° north latitude, Greenland Sea.

"The pilot reported that we are sailing in Greenland waters, with a depth of 1,200 meters and 234 nautical miles from the North Pole!"

"The weatherman reported that the weather continues to deteriorate! Visibility is 800 meters! The temperature is minus 30 degrees, and the sea ice has thickened significantly!"

In the cockpit, calls came and went as the crew carefully maneuvered the giant ship.

In this bad weather, very few ships dare to go so deep into the Arctic, and the distance between them is at least hundreds of nautical miles.

This means that if they encounter a shipwreck, the earliest rescue ship will have to wait ten hours to arrive.

The YAMAL, oh no, it should be called "Gulfax" now, is the horse of the giant "Hrangnir" in Norse mythology.

"Hrangnir" once raced "Gulfaksi" with Odin's eight-legged horse "Sleibnir".

This name was also given by the crazy people in the equipment department, and it is the same as the Gulfstream G550 named "Sleibnir".

The academy indeed spent a lot of money on this mission and bought this icebreaker from the original owner just to ensure that there would be no accidents in the mission.

The only thing about it was this name. Chu Zihang felt a little unlucky.

In Norse mythology, "Hrangnir" lost to Odin's son "Thor".

Maybe those guys thought Odin was just a fictional character in mythology, but Chu Zihang had clearly seen that arrogant god.

He stood quietly on the top of the cabin, wiping the cold-glow demon knife in his hand.

It can be seen that he has been standing here for a long time, and the sea fog has formed a thin layer of salt crust on the surface of his cold-proof clothes.

"Want a bite?"

Jiang Shouyun walked up to Chu Zihang, holding a bottle of vodka in his hand.

Chu Zihang silently accepted the vodka he handed him, without pretending to care whether the other party had drank it or not, and took a big sip from the bottle.

The scorching warmth flowed down the throat, causing a wave of warmth to rise in the body, which seemed to dispel the coldness in the body.

The two stood in front of the deck, looking at the endless snowfield, feeling the cold wind blowing in their faces, and feeling the ruthlessness and terror of nature.

The waves covered with ice floe crashed against the side of the ship, making a loud noise like thunder.

Endless frost covered everything, turning the heaven and earth into a sheet of snow-white, as if purifying the dirt in the world.

The turbulent sea fog is rushing across the sea, and the fog is still carrying tiny salt particles. If you don't wear a mask, your face will be scratched with blood by the salt particles in a moment.

Fortunately, Chu Zihang's word spirit has the effect of warming the baby, and Jiang Shouyun's spiritual pressure forms a barrier around him, perfectly resisting the cold wind.

"Ah, Teacher Jiang!"

When Jiang Shouyun was feeling something, a certain Fen dog rushed towards him with tears in his eyes, as if he wanted to cry and hug Jiang Shouyun's thigh.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Shouyun calmly turned sideways, allowing Fingel to miss him.

"Teacher Jiang, I absolutely agree with you saving the world. You are born to do big things, but why are you carrying a burden like me when you are doing big things?"

"Is there anything Xiaofen did that didn't suit your liking? Tell me and I'll change it. Isn't it okay if I change it?"

Fingel simply sat on the ground, like a betrayed woman, looking up at him with sad eyes, almost rolling on the ground.

"The candidate for this task was selected by Professor Schneider and decided by the principal. It's useless for you to tell me." Jiang Shouyun spread his hands, "How about you swim back by yourself? I promise I won't stop you."

Hearing this, Fingel lowered his head and looked under the giant ship.

Click! Click!

The ice floe disintegrated under the steel behemoth. The ice cubes sank into the water and only a corner emerged, leaving behind a blue-black water channel dozens of meters wide.

The crisp sound made Fingel's bones ache, and he thought of the scene where he fed fish with his fat body.

"Ah! What a sin! There is no justice! This time I am going to slay a dragon, and there is a high probability that it will be a second-generation species or even a first-generation species!"

Fingel pretended to wipe away his tears and howled, and said, "You are good hunters, but I'm not even a good hunting dog. I'm just a pet at most!"

"You have to take a pet dog with you when you do important things. Have you ever considered the dog's thoughts? The Animal Protection Association will definitely condemn you!"

This was not the first time that Chu Zihang was pushed to the limit by Fingel, but he still couldn't help but glance at him after hearing such sharp and true complaints.

This guy really doesn't even have a draft of his nonsense, he comes right out of his mouth.

The last person who made a complaint that surprised him was someone far away in China.

If these two people get together, they can talk about cross talk, but it's hard to tell who is complimenting and who is teasing.

"I have a friend who is very compatible with you. You two must be very interesting to talk about."

Jiang Shouyun was obviously thinking of a certain loser, and said with a smile: "Maybe you can make your debut on a talk show. Let's call the group's name the 'Bad Dog Group'. I'm sure you will become famous all over the country."

SPCA?

Nor will they protect "lost dogs."

Chu Zihang nodded in agreement.

As expected of Jiang Shouyun, he was thoughtful.

Talk shows are indeed more suitable for them than cross talk.

"Well, it's not like you will be forced to kill the Dragon King. As long as this mission is over, your grades will be enough to graduate, and you won't become an unprecedented F-level in the academy's history."

Jiang Shouyun interrupted Fingel's spellcasting without sincerity, ignoring his muttering that he would rather be a carefree mule in the academy.

His eyes have always been very accurate in seeing people. Fingel is usually very unconventional. He seems to be a useless person with no limits, but I always feel that he hides too many things.

And Jiang Shouyun also learned a detail.

Eleven years ago, during the Greenland Incident, a mysterious creature suspected to be an ancient dragon froze the entire sea, and the only survivor was Professor Schneider.

Although he survived by chance, his face and respiratory system were still destroyed by the extreme cold, rendering him a ghost and a ghost, and he had to wear a respirator for life.

But what pained him even more were the students who sacrificed their lives. Most of the people who followed him on missions were students under his name. Schneider was very passionate about education and was always surrounded by outstanding students.

After that, his personality changed drastically. He completely gave up his education work and transferred to the execution department. In the battle with dragons, he used extremely tough methods.

This is not atonement but revenge, and it is for this reason that Schneider received strong support from Principal Angers.

Schneider's health has become worse and worse over the years, and the school board has recommended several times to replace the top person in charge of the executive department, but a suitable replacement has not yet been found.

If I remember correctly, Fingel seemed to be a student of that class.

"You are all here."

While Jiang Shouyun was thinking, Caesar's voice came from far and near, mixed in the cold wind.

He walked to Chu Zihang's side, picked up the bottle of vodka, and took a big gulp. His blond hair was like a flying battle flag in the headwind.

"Don't you like drinking vodka?" Jiang Shouyun raised his eyebrows, "Your account has been frozen? It seems that the negotiation between you and your family did not go smoothly."

Chu Zihang looked at Caesar with the eyes of a good baby, causing the big golden retriever to wipe his mouth in annoyance.

It feels like a child who has made a mistake and has his pocket money stopped by his parents, and is a little embarrassed in front of his friends.

Of course there are people in this world who dare to freeze the account of Gattuso Gattuso. His huge expenses have always come from family allocations. His father or uncle has the power to suspend or permanently close his account.

No matter how fiercely he contradicted those guys, no matter how much anger was written on their faces, he never thought of freezing his account.

For years he had pushed the limits of his uncle and the old guys, and Frost Gattuso had never punished his nephew no matter how furious he was.

From this aspect alone, it seems that the family's love for Caesar is as broad as the Gulf of Genoa.

Only this time, he found the pain point that made those old guys jump over the wall.

"It doesn't matter, that's all they can do." He shook his head and said in a contemptuous tone, "If those old guys continue to be so lenient, maybe I will reconsider changing my surname to Gullweger."

From the moment he claimed on the phone that he was considering changing his surname to "Gullweger", there was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone before the angry voices of several old guys came.

"How could you have such a ridiculous idea?"

"That's a mean surname!"

"You can rebel against everything, but you can't rebel against your bloodline!"

Caesar could even picture the angry old faces on the phone.

I didn't feel scared, but found it really interesting.

"Aren't you afraid of losing that account that never flows and say goodbye to the luxury sports cars, top hotels, and the upper class society with beautiful clothes?"

Jiang Shouyun turned to look at the rebellious middle school boy beside him, smiled and asked curiously.

Caesar liked everything that a noble son liked, and his favorite sailing sport was a sport for nobles. He also raised a hunting falcon named "Antony". The money to raise a hunting falcon was undoubtedly a huge expense.

If he really loses his family's supply, he won't even be able to raise his own hunting falcon.

"...I can't say that I don't care." Caesar was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, let the ice and snow fall into his hands, and said calmly, "But there are always some things that are more important, right?"

Just like he likes sailing because of his extremely powerful strokes and fighting against the cold waves again and again.

At this time, Caesar felt like an arrow gliding in the water.

Nothing can stop him.

The waves, the family, even the father.

Because he is sharp enough.

He could raise his arms high and shout to the sky with all his strength.

Let the falcon named "Anthony" fly higher, to the highest place.

In the black night sky torn by lightning, it roared and soared.

Click! Click, click, click! !

While the four people were talking, there was a sudden and obvious shaking on the deck. The ship's hull shook violently and tilted, and they could no longer stand still.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Fingel stared and hurriedly held on to the railing.

The steel behemoth under his feet rushed onto the ice at full speed, every inch of his skin roaring, and the crisp sound of the ice breaking spread from below. The cracking sound was numbing.

Chu Zihang suddenly thought of the sound of bones being crushed by wheels.

It seems so crisp.

Obviously, the current ice thickness is no longer able to rely on the power of the propeller to push the bow of the ship to continuously impact and shatter.

This ice-breaking method is only suitable for ice layers below three meters. The current solid ice is seven meters thick according to the naked eye.

But the giant ship was obviously not out of danger. Instead, it was bumping and shaking more violently.

"Did you hear that?" Caesar suddenly said.

"What? Did you hear something?" Fingel looked over confused.

"Sound." Caesar whispered, "I heard a strange sound. I was a little confused. I'm not sure if I heard it wrong or if I confused the sound of the environment."

"Is it the sound of ice breaking?" Fingel frightened and glanced sideways at the scene below.

As far as the eye can see, there are icebergs of different sizes, and the hills and valleys are like dormant on the glacier.

This roaring steel behemoth restrained its claws, and the nuclear-powered engines seemed to have stopped working.

"No, it's the sound of freezing." Jiang Shouyun looked back, and the hem of his windbreaker was blown around.

In addition to the impact of a heavy object, he also heard the sound of ice forming on the water.

At this moment, the red warning light on the ship suddenly flashed.

The three of them walked back to the cabin without hesitation. Fingel was stunned for a moment before he cursed and followed.

At this time, the captain's room had been converted into a temporary combat command room. Schneider stood in front of the computer, and the image transmitted back by the radar was displayed on the screen.

Normally, with the poor physical condition of the head of the execution department, he should not take the risk of coming here with them.

Even if he just stayed on this ship to conduct remote command, even if he was "disabled in body and strong in spirit", his actions could not be described.

"Professor Schneider." Jiang Shouyun greeted and looked at the radar image.

Ahead is the endless ice field. The whole world seems to be about to be buried in the swaying wind and snow, and this huge icebreaker is like the tombstone.

"It seems that everyone is here." Schneider looked back at them and said concisely, "Some force has frozen the YAMAL. The speed at which we can break through the ice is far slower than the speed at which it freezes."

"Yan Ling?" Chu Zihang frowned.

"It's not certain yet," Schneider said expressionlessly, "but it's most likely yes."

This sudden change in the celestial phenomena is very strange. What is even more strange is that according to Norma's weather forecast, the ice surface is thickening at an extremely fast rate.

Jiang Shouyun noticed the fluctuation in his tone, and his iron-gray eyes, which were already like dead water, were filled with waves.

Oh, and this guy next to me.

"Word spirit?" Fingel repeated, but Schneider ignored him.

Before Jiang Shouyun and the others could say anything, the person monitoring the radar suddenly opened his mouth wide and looked at the radar image in disbelief.

"What it is?"

His unusual behavior attracted everyone's attention.

Schneider transferred the sonar image to a 3D projection. It can be seen that there are hundreds of light points moving quickly under the ice directly below the YAMAL.

Their speed is already comparable to that of torpedoes.