Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

He has a terrible temper and is completely different from the harmonious relationship he usually has with humans.

"As expected, you are also a 'strong one'."

Linga grinned.

He twisted his body to avoid the killer whale's attack and grabbed the swordfish's sharp beak. When the killer whale turned around to attack again, he suddenly exerted force with his arms, treating the entire swordfish as a weapon like a stick or a sword, and swung it upward with force.

boom!

Even underwater you could hear this heavy explosion.

The swordfish hit the killer whale's jaw hard, forcing its entire mouth shut. It even sent its hundreds-ton body flying up as if it had been hit by an uppercut, until it broke through the water, turned over on its belly and floated on the surface, unconscious.

Linga also floated up, jumped out of the water with his feet, and landed lightly on the belly of the killer whale. Then, under the scorching sun over the Pacific Ocean, he bit the dead swordfish in his hand with big mouthfuls.

There are very few weapons in the world that can withstand his use. Haven't you seen a killer whale faint after being hit? Not to mention the swordfish used as a weapon.

The sharp beak was broken, the fish body became tattered, and the blood was almost drained due to the explosion. It tasted pretty good and was quite delicious.

It seems that we have underestimated the treasure trove of the ocean. There are many more edible and delicious things now than in the Cretaceous period.

Linga thought contentedly.

At this moment, he suddenly sensed something, turned his head and looked towards the south, and whispered, "Is it finally here? You kept me waiting for a long time."

Primitive Man Opens His Eyes: 24. Also includes submarines

"This feeling... is it a submarine?"

Linga narrowed his eyes, and his gaze, as if materialized, swept across the sea within a radius of fifty kilometers.

There was nothing on the sea.

Not even a fishing boat was in sight.

In other words, the enemy comes from underwater.

It's obvious what it will be.

He deliberately took away the satellite phone of the commander of the Yokosuka base to make it easier for them to find him in the vast ocean.

Then, a grand welcoming ceremony was held.

Let people on the other side of the sea know of your arrival.

Only a two-way approach can bring about the greatest happiness, and the greatest happiness is ultimate bliss.

Beneath the seemingly calm sea, a giant beast was attacking him.

It's like finding out that your lover has prepared a surprise gift for Valentine's Day but you pretend not to know, watching her sneak up on you, and waiting for you to open the door and shout "Surprise"!

Whether it was the heat of the sun or something else, Linga felt his body temperature rising and his heartbeat began to speed up, with the sound so loud that even the killer whale was awakened.

Perhaps it was mistakenly thought that its heart had been taken out and placed on its belly to dry.

Wow!

It subconsciously turned over, and its huge body and fins slapped the sea surface, creating a burst of violent waves.

Linga was not thrown off.

He moved to the killer whale's back easily like an acrobat standing on a ball, and even stepped on it a few times with a little force as if he was afraid that the other party didn't know.

It's as if to say, 'Behave yourself, kid.'

The warning attitude was transmitted to the killer whale's brain through brain waves, and with its IQ equivalent to that of a 15 or 16-year-old human teenager, it instantly understood the current situation.

Then--

The entire whale immediately turned into a large, immovable deck, floating on the water and drifting with the current.

Even the most rebellious children are afraid of being beaten.

What's more, Linga would do more than just beat up creatures other than himself. If necessary, he could help the other party recall the primary driving force of life activities.

That means 'eat'!

Speaking of eating, Linga gobbled up the rest of the swordfish, then patted the killer whale, made some gestures, and then jumped into the sea.

……

Somewhere on the seabed less than ten kilometers away from Linga, three nuclear submarines were approaching rapidly.

Judging from its diving depth and moving speed, it seems to be rushing around recklessly and doesn't care at all about being discovered.

On the one hand, this squadron is not carrying out any secret mission, so even if it is discovered by other forces, it is no big deal.

On the other hand, the three submarine commanders agreed that there was no need to take precautions.

No, that's a bit too arrogant.

We still need to be vigilant.

only……

"With prehistoric humans as our opponents, this is a new type of battle. Considering that the enemy's combat power is similar to King Kong's, the previous strategies and tactics may not be as effective."

"But after all, we are moving in water, without sufficient water sources and resting spots, and with environmental restrictions, how much of that powerful destructive power can be exerted?"

"Although the order is to chase him and kill as many as possible, launching a mine to blow him into pieces will increase the workload of our subsequent salvage operations. So guys, I have a proposal. How about we find a way to knock him out?"

"That's a good idea. As a land creature, it is impossible to defeat a war machine that is three times larger than a blue whale and equipped with heavy firepower and even strategic-level weapons underwater."

"Let's teach this guy a lesson and let him know who is in charge on this planet now."

Just when the captains were chatting animatedly in the communication channel, suddenly some bad news came.

——The signal was lost.

"Has the satellite phone been destroyed?"

This was the captains' first reaction, and they subsequently ordered their subordinates to turn on all detection equipment to search the surrounding waters. The three submarines that had originally acted together also dispersed, moving in a fan shape, and launched a carpet search.

"Ok?"

The sonar operator of one of the nuclear submarines was a little stunned by the response given by the equipment.

The officer had been paying attention to this side and immediately asked: "What's wrong? Did you find any clues?"

"Uh, we seem to have encountered a big fish. It looks like a blue whale, but it doesn't feel right. It's approaching us, less than a hundred meters away. We estimate that it will pass under us... As expected, it passed by... Eh? It stopped, wait... What is this!?"

Before the sonar operator finished speaking, a slightly frightened voice sounded.

"The signal appears again! Right in front of us. No! It's overlapping!"

"what?"

The captain was stunned.

Meanwhile, outside the submarine.

Perhaps the gathering of multiple large objects made the creatures in this sea area feel the crisis and fled quickly. The ocean current became more turbulent, mixed with a large amount of mud and sand, and the vision became extremely turbid.

In this turbid sea water, an alien killer whale more than 20 meters long passed leisurely under the submarine as if nothing had happened.

The moment they passed each other, their mouths opened wide.

As if yawning.

Then again, do killer whales yawn?

Whether it can or not, it does not affect the linga being ejected from its mouth.

It can swallow a three-meter-long swordfish in one gulp, so it can naturally make a linga that is less than three meters long hide easily in its mouth.

As for the lost signal.

That was covered up by the biomagnetic field of this rather strange killer whale.

"You didn't expect this, this is my 'attack route'!"

Linga put his feet on the killer whale's head, using it as a more powerful springboard. He squatted down and jumped suddenly. Even the killer whale's weight of nearly 200 tons could not withstand the unimaginable explosive power, and its body sank hundreds of meters in one breath.

This is just to "push" it out of the battlefield with your feet, it won't cause any injuries.

But it’s hard to say about submarines.

Linga soared into the sky like an underwater rocket, and his whole body hit the bottom of the submarine, making a dull sound like the ringing of a bell.

There is no doubt that the quality of the submarine hull can withstand the deep sea water pressure, but it is still too thin. To Linga, it is like a piece of paper and will break with a single poke!

The steel shell of just a few dozen millimeters could not withstand this violent collision and broke into pieces, leaving a huge gap. Linga invaded the interior of the submarine so simply and brutally.

"Surprise!"

Facing the stunned marines, Linga grinned and stepped aside. Endless sea water rushed in like a "surprise gift" as he called it, leaving no room for refusal and swallowing up everything in his sight, including the look of fear on the other's face.

The alarms in the submarine were about to explode, and the red halo was dazzling.

Hundreds of sailors and officers were busy and anxious. They had never encountered such a situation before. It was much more terrifying than a giant squid entangled in a submarine.

Before they could come up with any decent countermeasures, Linga turned on the mode of a god descending from heaven, rushing forward and killing indiscriminately.

Become a demolition worker.

Just tear down whatever you see that is solid.

But in fact, due to the extremely high space utilization rate of the submarine, the passage was too narrow, and Linga's body was too large, so he had to start wreaking havoc just to stretch his body. As a result, the entire submarine became riddled with holes, like a hollowed-out and cracked can.

It's more like a bulldozer than a demolition worker!

In Linga's opinion, the sailors' resistance was about the same as that of Asako Kusakabe in the bathroom. There was water outside and inside. They tried to turn the tables, but ended up collapsing at the first touch.

In less than two minutes, the seawater had filled more than 90 percent of the submarine's space. After two minutes, Linga, who had rushed in from the middle of the submarine, did not retreat a single step. Even when he left, he blew up the outer shell of the submarine's head and detached from the front!

Behind him, the armed behemoth that had cost hundreds of millions of dollars to build fell completely silent and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea, becoming scrapped and a metal tomb.

And there are destined to be two more graves like this.

It was because Linga turned his excited gaze towards the two submarines nearby.

Reversal of position.

It was his turn to be the stalker.

The prey he had targeted.

There is absolutely no chance of survival.

(The update time is a bit chaotic, usually at noon or in the afternoon, sometimes early in the morning. In short, the probability of delaying until after 6 pm is extremely low. This mainly depends on the work and rest time and state, because I found that even if there are only two updates a day, the quality cannot be maintained stably. Sure enough, my purity is too low. The author's name should be "Adventurer Joe William", so that I can work hard and regain my ambition, unlike now when I always feel a little unmotivated_(:з」∠)_)

Primitive man opened his eyes: 25. Egg-shaped

Uniform.

Boring life.

Narrow cage.

Restricted freedom.

Add to that labels like creating disputes, blood, and violence, and it seems that there is no difference between a submarine and a prison?

No, in fact there is still a difference in the minds of the crew.

At least...they who are in this "prison" have the ability to impose sanctions on the entire world and the entire human society.

If they are criminals, then they are the most powerful and glorious criminals in the world.

Being able to show off the "prison" around the world.

Through the deterrence of force, the fighting spirit of all people on land will be locked into a spiritual cage, thus achieving true peace.

At this point, although they are still in prison and living like criminals, in everyone's hearts, they are true "heroes".

This sense of satisfaction is enough to erase the depression that has accumulated over a long period of time.

Now, the dream is over.

The crews on the other two submarines did not shout "impossible" when they learned that their companions were sunk and one-third of their combat power had evaporated.

Their minds went blank.

It was not destroyed by the enemy's torpedoes or artillery shells, but died at the hands of one person, died by fists, died by feet, died by violence despised by the social elites, died by force that is not favored by modern society and even suppressed by those with ulterior motives.