Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 196: For Your Majesty (11)

Dragon Raja 5

At this moment, Finger strode forward, standing between the giant snake and Jiude Mai, holding up something extremely huge. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be their shower room – the space on the ship was limited, and even the first-class cabins used space-saving integrated shower rooms, but Finger actually pulled up the entire shower room – this scene was like Hercules versus the nine-headed Hydra in the myth, facing the mighty sea breeze, the naked Hercules, the bath towel around his waist flying!

Jiude Mai had to cover her face and avoid it because the wind was so strong that the bath towel flew a little too high…

Finger threw the shower into the giant snake’s mouth and successfully stopped the vomiting. Two seconds later, the white phosphorus grenade exploded, and dense white smoke spewed out of the snake’s mouth, all of which were deadly white phosphorus smoke.

More white phosphorus powder rushed through the giant snake’s digestive tract, venom and flames devouring the monster’s flesh. It struggled in agony, straining to crawl back into the cabin. Most of its body remained outside, clinging to the bulkhead through the friction of its scales. Its severely degraded but still remnant limbs thrashed vigorously, looking surprisingly pitiful. But the white phosphorus flames only grew more intense, and the excruciating pain from within finally shattered the snake’s will to live. It slowly slid out of the cabin, detached from the bulkhead, and plummeted toward the vast icy sea.

Jude Mai leaned out and watched the snake slam into the ice, its blood splattering and staining the entire ice floe and the surrounding water red. At this point, more than a dozen giant snakes hadn’t yet entered the YAMAL. They coiled around the sides, their heads tilted in unison, gazing down like a gaze at a funeral. Jude Mai was startled by the look in their eyes. She had a vague feeling that these monsters possessed intelligence and emotions. Their presence here must be more than just prey. So, why had they come?

But this thought only flashed through her mind, and she had no time to think about it. The next moment, the giant snakes on the side of the ship shot towards the cabin where they were like lightning.

“Can you run slower? What’s so great about having long legs?” Finger ran frantically in the corridor with his pants lifted up. “I still have to wear pants!”

But this was clearly not the time to slow down. Sharp hisses emanated from all directions, and the corridor was filled with a thick, fishy odor. An unknown number of giant snakes were closing in. They had secured the first kill, and this had also enraged the snakes.

At this time, dense gunfire came from different directions. It seemed that the crew members separated in various places on the ship had already started fighting with the giant snakes. Occasionally, there were the sounds of grenades and infantry anti-tank rocket launchers.

The sailors probably wouldn’t be carrying anti-tank rocket launchers, but the crazy people in the Equipment Department would. Schneider’s team needed the support of the Equipment Department, and the elites in the Equipment Department clearly weren’t prepared to rely solely on bloodline and courage to fight the Leviathan. If time wasn’t limited, the Yamal might have been converted into a strategic cruiser…

This group of giant snakes chose the wrong hunting ground. The humans on this ship was very different from ordinary humans.

Caesar and Abbas waded through knee-deep water, with Snow huddled behind Abbas. Seawater was pouring into the YAMAL from a gap, likely caused by a crack in the hull during the collision. The bottom deck was completely submerged, and the water was still rising.

But the YAMAL will not sink immediately. The ship has many watertight compartments, which can still provide buoyancy to the ship like a lifebuoy even if the bottom of the ship is damaged. When the Titanic hit the iceberg, it struggled on the water for a full two hours and 40 minutes. The YAMAL is far more sturdy than the Titanic. As long as the two powerful nuclear power reactors are restarted—the Russian engineers who were guarding the reactors should have temporarily shut them down just before the impact, as a nuclear leak would pollute the entire Arctic Ocean—they could use a powerful drainage system to drain the seawater, and then repair the cracks in the hull. The YAMAL will still be an unsinkable fortress in the Arctic Ocean.

But it is hard to say whether they still have this opportunity. There were fierce battles everywhere. The giant snakes make sharp hissing sounds – obviously their larynx structure is different from that of ordinary snakes – and humans respond with deafening gunshots. They simply cannot open a way to the nuclear power reactor.

If the water ingress continues, the ship will lose balance. The keel that has just suffered the impact will inevitably have many cracks, and it will suddenly break at some point, and then the YAMAL will sink into the icy sea.

Caesar and Abbas have not encountered any giant snakes so far. With the help of the word spirit “Sickle-weasel”, Caesar marked every giant snake nearby in his mind and easily avoided encounters.

With Snow in tow, they couldn’t devote themselves to the battle, and the giant snakes’ target was most likely Snow. They were messengers sent by “God” to devour the last illegal intruder of “Sunset Land”.

Snow looked alert but not panicked. This seemingly weak Eskimo girl had a strong soul in her body, otherwise she would not have been able to survive alone in that well where the law of the jungle prevailed for half a month.

But hiding like this wasn’t a solution. The heavy firepower of the Armaments Department and the courage of the Russian men combined could hold their own against the giant snakes, but each downfall came at a terrible price. Caesar could hear the horrific howlings from time to time; casualties had already occurred. The YAMAL had become a new snake den, and they were the three little mice hiding in the middle of it, while the others fought desperately.

“We need heavy weapons,” Abbas whispered, “and then find a way to reunite with the professor and the others.”

Schneider’s condition cannot be confirmed at the moment, which is something that both Caesar and Abbas were worried about. The old man who is so sick that he may die at any time is the spiritual leader of this group of people. Without him, the lunatics in the equipment department – if they are still alive – will immediately sail back, just like Zhu Bajie who lost Tang Monk in “Journey to the West”.

“It’s like breaking into a treasure trove guarded by a dragon.” Caesar checked the Desert Eagle’s magazine again, “and all we have are water guns and pencil sharpeners.”

The warehouses held a vast array of weapons, enough to arm an entire regiment, including some with machine gun phalanxes capable of shooting down anti-ship missiles. However, the information the Kamaitachi brought back was that the gunfire was intense.

Against a giant snake, the power of the Desert Eagle and Dictator is indeed not much different from that of a water gun and a pencil sharpener.     

“Let me try.” Abbas took a deep breath, his eyes filled with the color of lava.