"I'll go! This idiot!"
Looking at the sudden change, the sailors' expressions changed, but they could only pray for Miyamoto silently.
After the killer whale was injured, it struggled even more fiercely. He had to control the harpoon cable to prevent himself from being driven into the water.
The two-meter-long speargun was almost completely inserted into the body, causing serious damage to the killer whale's internal organs. Coupled with its struggling, the wound bleeding became more serious. Within a moment, the killer whale, which was still lively and lively just now, gradually began to bleed. Losing strength.
The originally bright eyes lost their luster.
This true ocean overlord died so easily in the hands of an ordinary human sailor.
After evolving for tens of thousands of years, even if it becomes a dominant being at the top of the ocean food chain, it will have no ability to resist in the face of terrifying humans.
In fact, humans have countless ways to kill them.
After sweating profusely and ensuring that the killer whale was killed, the sailor crew started the process of recovering the speargun.
At this time, he remembered Miyamoto who had just fallen into the water, and stretched out his head to search for him in the waves.
It’s not that he has low morals and ignores human life.
On the contrary, he knew very well that the mysterious people like Miyamoto were not crew members at all. The two parties had no affiliation and were completely strangers.
Since arriving on the freighter, this group of people has been mysterious every day, and they don't know what they are doing.
According to the sailor's own inference, it was definitely not a good thing, and he didn't care. He wouldn't get involved anyway.
Miyamoto, who had just laughed at him, fell, and he even gloated a little, wondering why there was another idiot missing in the world.
With such a big wave, if you are unlucky enough to be swept into the sea or hit the propeller behind you, you will really have no way to survive.
Even if it is simply hit by the hull, it is very likely to be seriously injured and die.
However, sailors and crew members have to lament that sometimes the desire to survive is really terrible.
He was surprised to find that Miyamoto actually survived. Although he looked extremely embarrassed and pale, his life had been saved.
This brat who was both unlucky and lucky was grabbing a speargun and floating up from the sea little by little, following the pull of the recovery device.
It was really bad luck. This guy didn't deserve to die today.
A few minutes later, after climbing onto the freighter again, Miyamoto sat facelessly on the ground, breathing heavily.
He had just crawled out from the hell gate, his face was full of horror, this time it really scared him.
Listening to the sailor next to him saying a few useless words of comfort, he still seemed to be in a daze.
He reached out and touched everywhere on his body. Except for some bruises on his left arm, there were no injuries elsewhere. He slowly calmed down his breathing.
A few words dismissed the sailor's crew, and he walked towards the cabin on the other side.
No one noticed that the moment he lowered his head, Miyamoto's eyes were completely different from before.
"Huh? What's going on?" Zhigao Yijizun asked with a frown.
Miyamoto, who was covered with water stains and his face was pale, looked very embarrassed. He bowed slightly and replied a little tiredly: "There was an accident, but it was all taken care of. After a little effort, the crazy big fish was gone." died."
"Thanks for your hard work."
"Subordinates dare not take credit."
Miyamoto rubbed his arms, his expression a little unnatural. Although he spoke lightly, only he knew how much danger he had just encountered.
To be able to become a full-time agent, he was selected from countless people and naturally has a strong IQ and EQ.
Even a fool can see the injuries on his body.
For such an important task, being injured in the line of duty, and the reward you can receive afterwards must be extraordinary.
This is what smart people do. Not only do they have to do their work, but they also have to do it right, in front of and in the eyes of the leaders.
In the cabin, in addition to the leader Zhigao Yijizun, there were thirteen other fully armed secret agents. At this moment, everyone had mixed looks.
Some looked sarcastic, some suddenly realized, and most just watched indifferently.
They are all the best talents in RB country, and each has their own special skills.
Originally there was no intersection, and they were not in the same system or organization, so they had no in-depth understanding of each other.
The current situation, in the eyes of discerning people, is completely childish.
Dealing with a whale without intelligence can actually make him so embarrassed. It only shows that this guy is weak in ability and is completely different from the real pride of heaven like them.
There are only two beds in the entire cabin.
On a bed, Ye Shan, who was controlled, was still in a coma. On the other bed directly opposite, the leader Zhigaoyi Ji Zun, with a sword hanging on his waist, sat cross-legged.
Miyamoto randomly chose a position against the wall, sat down and rested without any image, but his eyes drifted to the other two characters in the cabin, who could never be ignored.
One was wearing plain clothes of cotton and linen, with muscles all over his body begging to be pierced. Sitting on his knees on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating, he looked like a statue.
The majestic qi and blood far beyond ordinary people's is eye-catching.
This is a traditional warrior with extraordinary strength, and he has never appeared in the records of any organization.
Because since he was born, he has been taken under the tutelage of famous teachers. He has studied traditional martial arts from all over the world. Through day and night practice and guidance from experts, he has finally achieved the extraordinary strength he has today. He has a place even among the strongest people at the top of the earth rankings.
The other person was completely shrouded in a black robe, making it impossible to see his face clearly. The vaguely revealed eyes glowed with a deadly and evil fluorescence.
In his hand, he was playing with a strange small statue.
It looks like an ancient artifact, made from a black, glassy rock.
Miyamoto's first impression of this thing came from its unusual and special shape.
It has two slender legs, and its two hands are stretched out forcefully to both sides.
If you look carefully, you can find something like wings between these arms and the main body. However, these wings are not like bat wings, but more like shrouds, smoke or similar mysterious invisible substances. .
This is a miracle of craftsmanship.
Miyamoto wanted to see more clearly, but it seemed as if he felt his unabashed naked gaze.
The man in black robe decisively put the statue into his wide sleeve robe.
At the same time, he stared at Miyamoto with a strange look.
With a stern look on his face, Miyamoto raised his hand and gestured slightly. Except for the leader, there is no affiliation between them.
It's just that the man in black robes in front of him is not easy to mess with at first glance, and he is deeply afraid of him.
Except for these two people, all the other agents are the elite among the elite. Everyone has the physical fitness of a super special soldier.
After all, they are candidates selected from across the country for the task.
Even Miyamoto himself has an extremely brilliant resume, otherwise he would not have been selected for this mission.
His ability to save his life from the rough waves was not just a matter of luck. Even if an average person could grab a rope from the waves, it would be difficult for them to hold on for a moment.
The cabin quickly fell into silence.
Everyone present knew that perhaps, this was the last calm before the storm.
The relevant departments of country Z are by no means vegetarians, and there are many capable people and strangers among them. No matter how leak-proof they were, it was possible that they had been exposed at this moment.
Now, the two sides are just competing for time.
As long as they can enter RB's territorial waters, the Self-Defense Forces will protect them as soon as possible. However, before that, they need to endure this most difficult journey.
Before any top-secret plan can succeed, especially at the last minute, shocking changes often occur.
If they survive, they will all become national heroes.
If you die, then everything is over.
When life and death are at stake, no one can remain truly calm. It's just that years of training and countless missions on the verge of life and death have made them numb.
No one knew that in the depths of the water seven or eight nautical miles away from here, a slightly larger shark was swimming freely.
Yang Xiao easily captured Miyamoto after he fell into the sea.
After bloodshot eyes entered his brain, this elite agent of RB completely lost his ability to resist and became his puppet.
After his mental power exploded again, Yang Xiao's previous special abilities were also greatly improved.
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Once upon a time, he was afraid that his personality would be affected by arbitrarily devouring other people's memories.
Now he can easily organize these memories in his brain like a library, and he can access them at will when he needs them.
Taking over Miyamoto's mind, Yang Xiao let go of the killer whale's control. Soon, the whale died under the attack of the spear gun.
Controlling Miyamoto, Yang Xiao has successfully penetrated into the enemy's interior and met Ye Shan, whom he longed for.
But he knew not to be reckless.
Each of these agents has extraordinary skills, and some even have special abilities. If they suddenly attack, he might not be able to take Ye Shan away smoothly.
Everyone knows that heavily influenced by militaristic ideas, RB people can easily go crazy. It would be embarrassing if any fool couldn't think of it and detonated a grenade in this confined space.
He must be fine, he could give up Miyamoto's body at any time and escape thousands of miles away.
But Ye Shan was really in danger.
Another point is that whether it is the muscular man sitting on his knees or the man in black robe, he can give him a faint feeling of danger.
If they want to take Ye Shan away, these two people also have to overcome obstacles.
Countless thoughts flashed through Miyamoto's eyes in the blink of an eye.
