Three Hundred and Twenty Five Wild Crocodile

Boom!

Shots were fired and flames resounded through the rainforest, and the birds that had spent the night in the jungle were startled and hovered in the air to listen to the annoying warning.

"Crocodile! Crocodile! All personnel stay on board! The commander has ordered, all to fight!"

Scream, scream!

The terrified screams of the crew members continued to be heard in the darkness, mixed with the churning of the river and a strange snoring sound, making people unaware of the situation and throwing their hands at the mouse.

The soldiers on duty at night were the first to be on board, and there were at least 40 people on the nine ships, but none of them dared to shoot at the inner circle.

They couldn't guess the situation there at all. They only knew that the soldiers in red army uniforms were densely packed on the small boats where the hedgehogs gathered, and there was no room for crawling or dodging.

More and more people are coming out of the cabin, and a growing sense of powerlessness is coming out of Lorraine's heart.

"Damn...damn! Freeman, give me the torch!"

Freemani, who was hurriedly loading ammunition, was stunned for a while: "Torch? My lord, on the boat?"

"waste!"

Lorraine pushed him away, jumped to the lower deck with the knife in his hand, and pulled out a torch soaked in kerosene from the wooden barrel on the side.

Wooden boats are afraid of fire. If it is a normal sailing, this kind of uncontrolled fire source will definitely not appear on the boat.

But this trip was a special event. Since the atmosphere of the team returned to depression, Spencer, who was not bound by the usual thinking of the navy, proposed to prepare torches and backup lighting on each ship.

This suggestion was once refuted by Nelson and Lorraine, if Spencer hadn't insisted...

Now it seems that fortunately there is his persistence!

Lorraine lit the torch with the wind lantern, holding the knife in one hand and the torch in the other to illuminate the limited water surface in front of him.

He saw a prowling crocodile.

Lorraine gritted her teeth, backed up, ran up, leaped high under Freemani's horrified eyes, stepped heavily on the head of the wandering crocodile, and then jumped again, crossing more than five meters crookedly With a bang, he fell to one knee on the bow of Hedgehog's boat.

The whole ship shook violently amidst screaming.

Lorraine's action provoked the crocodile,

A narrow-faced crocodile was attracted, raised its head and opened its mouth to bite Lorraine's back.

Fast as thunder!

The 3-meter-long American crocodile, with its strong fangs and narrow, triangular snout, rushed towards Lorraine. The strong wind stirred into the night. Under the reflection of the only light source in the inner circle, this scene clearly fell into the All eyes.

Lorraine suddenly moved.

The crooked body became stable the moment he stepped on the boat. Using one foot as the axis, he twisted his waist and turned around, and slammed the knife on the crocodile's snout, smashing the crocodile like a hammer. The huge head flew out.

"Steer the boat! Where's the steer!"

A response came from the boat immediately: "Captain, we are here!"

"Light up the lights, whether it's torches or lanterns, light up everything that can illuminate, and guide the boat around the target!"

He stood up, stepped on the slender side of the boat and drew a knife to chop off a crocodile climbing the boat, and kicked down the panicked soldiers with his feet.

"Let those landlubbers calm down again! Push the food and water on the boat into the water and raise the freeboard!"

He yelled and jumped from one boat to another, swooped down like a god, burst the crocodile's eyeballs, and snatched a lobster with its leg bitten from its giant kiss.

"Fight like a man!" he roared, "stab with a bayonet, smash with a gun butt! You are fighters! Don't just scream like a waste!"

"A man should fight like a man!"

On the other side of the ship's enclosure, the roar of battle horns exploded. Leif jumped up from the Dahlia, with shield on his back and sword in his hand, he jumped up like Lorraine holding the torch high, stepped on the back of the crocodile and smashed into the boat, directly ignited the grain bag, and threw several The soldier crashed into the water with two bangs.

The crocodile rushed up from behind him, he threw away the torch, took off the big shield and put it into the crocodile's jaw, and immediately pierced the crocodile's eye socket with a sword from top to bottom, smashing its poor brain.

"But as far as I know, Captain!" Leif laughed boldly, "England only has women, no men!"

There was a crocodile boarding the boat in front of Lorraine. He flicked the crocodile's tail with a dark face, the boat shook violently, and the soldiers fell into the water.

The boat operator behind Lorraine bravely propped up the long pole, and behind Lorraine, pushed the crocodile back into the water.

Lorraine took a breath, and shouted viciously in Leif's direction: "Did you do it on purpose? Leff, I'm from England!"

"Uh..." Leff raised his leg and kicked the crocodile's side face, and rolled his eyes three times, "Captain, only brave Viking warriors in this world can step on... huh?!"

"What did you say?"

Lorraine scanned the battlefield suspiciously, and found that the chaotic battlefield had gradually stabilized.

The soldiers organized a limited defense, and the sailors took the risk to light up the lights.

There is a boat burning, which was set ablaze by Leif. Two boats were overturned by the crocodile, and the surrounding boats were trying their best to rescue the people who fell into the water.

About forty or fifty crocodiles surrounded the boat, the number of which was incalculable at a time. Their rough gray skins were reflected in the firelight, uneven, with sharp angles protruding, as if the boats were standing on a suddenly raised rock. beach.

Henna dances on the water.

She also jumped from the big boat and ran on the parading crocodile with a lightness far greater than that of Lorraine.

Before the crocodile, which was used as a stepping stone, could react, she jumped high, rolled a few times in the air, and threw a slender harpoon with a flick of her hand, which landed on the back of another crocodile.

The people on the big boat watched this elf dancing on the water in dumbfounded, until Hana flung all the four harpoons that she had collected temporarily, and finally landed on the bow of a small boat, raised the sling, and snapped. A slap in the eye socket of a crocodile.

Nelson gritted his teeth: "God, where did Drake find these monsters..."

He raised his hand high, and his clear voice resounded through the water.

"All of them, target the crocodile, raise your gun, and fire!"

With the Dahlia as the center, half of the ship opened fire following Nelson's order.

Continuous gunshots came and went, and the lead bullets fell on the water surface reflected by the fire, sparking little splashes and creating bright red ripples.

The gunfire here has not yet ended, and the orderly drums sounded on the Cactus directly opposite the Dahlia.

Spencer stood in the middle of the crowd and gave the command: "Rise the drums, raise the flag, raise the gun! Target the crocodile, let it go!"

Bang bang bang bang!

...

The crocodile retreated.

After more than an hour of fierce fighting, Nelson and Spencer commanded the line in the outer circle, while Lorraine, Leif and Hannah led the soldiers in the inner circle to fight back. At the cost of five small boats, they finally drove the crazy crocodiles away boat enclosure.

The corpses of more than a dozen American crocodiles floated on the blood-stained water, accompanied by stumps and broken arms, attracting groups of piranhas to party and carnival.

Billowing thick smoke permeated the battlefield, covering the morning sun and blackening the sky.

That's because a total of three small boats were ignited, accounting for the majority of the damaged assault boats, and without exception, they were all destroyed by the sparks splashed by the torches.

Lorraine half-kneeled on the boat, panting, beside the pale-faced Henna, not far away was Leif with arms and legs spread apart.

The boat was untied, and Barto commanded the Cangqing Water Drop to approach, and picked up the three of Lorraine and Drake, who had lost the boat, on board.

Lorraine leaned tiredly on the ship's side: "How about the casualties?"

Barto replied in a low voice: "The army is still counting. We have a total of 48 operators stuck in the inner circle, 7 are missing, 4 are injured, and 1 died."

To die means to find a dead body, to be missing... In this rainforest, it actually means not to find a dead body.

Lorraine closed his eyes expressionlessly: "Let Freemani tell Spencer that I will pay attention to the reasons that drive those crocodiles crazy. I hope he has found the direction of the investigation."

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