Chapter 326

Boom!

The fire rang through the rain forest, and the birds sleeping in the jungle woke up and hovered in the air to listen to the annoying alarm.

"Crocodile! Crocodile! All personnel on the side! Sir, order, all engaged!"

Scream, scream!

In the darkness, the screams of panic from the crew continued to spread, mixed with the churning of the river and a strange snoring, which made people wonder about the situation and cast a mouse as a deterrent.

The soldiers on duty at night first docked on the side. There were at least 40 people in the nine ships, but no one dared to shoot at the inner circle.

They couldn't guess the situation there at all. They only knew that the soldiers in red military uniforms were densely packed in the small boats of hedgehog collection, and there was no room to crawl and dodge.

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! Freemani, give me the torch!"

Freemani, who was loading ammunition in a panic, was stunned for a long time: "torch? Sir, on the ship?"

"Waste!"

Lorraine pushed him away, jumped to the lower deck with a knife, and pulled out a torch soaked in fire oil from the wooden barrel on the side of the ship.

Wooden ships are afraid of fire. If it is normal navigation, this uncontrolled fire source will certainly not appear on the ship.

But this backflow was a special event. From the atmosphere of the team back to depression, Spencer, who was not bound by the Navy's usual thinking, proposed to prepare torches and standby lighting on each ship.

This suggestion has been refuted by Nelson and Lorraine, or Spencer insisted

Now it seems that it's lucky to have his persistence!

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

He saw a wandering crocodile.

Lorraine gritted her teeth, stepped back, ran up, jumped high in freemani's frightened eyes, stepped heavily on the top of the wandering crocodile, jumped again immediately, crossed the distance of more than five meters, and knelt down on one knee in the bow of the small boat.

The whole ship shook violently in the scream.

Lorraine's action provoked the crocodile. A narrow alligator was attracted, looked up and opened his mouth to bite Lorraine's back.

As fast as thunder!

The 3-meter-long American alligator, with its strong triangular narrow snout with horizontal tusks, pounced on Lorraine. The strong fishy wind stirred into the night. Under the only light source in the inner circle, this scene clearly fell into everyone's eyes.

Lorraine suddenly moved.

The moment he stepped on the boat, his crooked body became as stable as a pack. Taking one foot as the axis, he twisted his waist and turned his body. The raised knife hit the crocodile's kiss heavily, and split the huge head out like a heavy hammer.

"Fuck the boat! Where's the fuck!"

There was an immediate response from the boat: "Captain, we're here!"

"Light up lights, whether torches or wind lights, light everything that can illuminate, and guide the target around the ship!"

He stood up, stepped on the slender side of the boat, led a knife to cut off a crocodile climbing the boat, and took advantage of the situation to kick down the terrified soldiers.

"Let those land ducks be honest again! Push the food and water in the boat into the water and raise the freeboard!"

He shouted, jumped from one boat to another, swooped like a God, burst the crocodile's eyes, and grabbed a lobster bitten on its leg from a giant kiss.

"Fight like a man!" he roared, "stab with a bayonet and hit with the butt of a gun! You are soldiers! Don't just scream like a waste!"

"Men should fight like men!"

On the other side of the ship's enclosure, a war horn roared. Leff jumped up from the dahlia, with a shield on his back and a sword, jumped up like Lorraine, pedaled on the crocodile's back, fit into the boat, directly lit the grain bag, and knocked several soldiers into the water.

The crocodile jumped up from behind him. He threw away the torch, took off the big shield and buckled it into the crocodile's jaw. Immediately, from top to bottom, a sword pierced the crocodile's eye socket and spoiled its poor brain.

"But as far as I know, Captain!" Leff laughed boldly. "There are only women in England, no men!"

A crocodile boarded the boat in front of Lorraine. He shook the crocodile's tail with a black face. The boat shook violently and the soldiers fell into the water.

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

Lorraine took a breath and shouted fiercely in the direction of Lev: "did you mean it? LEV, I'm English!"

"Er..." Lev raised his leg and kicked the crocodile's side face, turning his eyes three times. "Captain, really, only brave Viking warriors in the world can step on... Huh?!"

"What are you talking about?"

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

The soldiers organized limited defense, and the boat operators took risks to light up the lights.

A boat was burning. It was lit by lev. Two boats were capsized by crocodiles, and the surrounding boats were doing their best to rescue the drowning people.

There were about forty or fifty crocodiles around the boat. The number was immeasurable for a moment. Their gray rough skin was reflected in the fire light, uneven and sharp angles, just like the boats were in a suddenly raised stone beach.

Haina danced on the water.

She also jumped out of the boat and ran on the cruising crocodile with far more lightness than Lorraine.

Before the crocodile who was used as a stepping stone could react, she had jumped up high, rolled in the air for several times, threw out a slender harpoon and fell on the back of another crocodile.

The people on the big boat stared at the fairy dancing on the water until Haina threw away the four harpoons she had collected temporarily. Then Yingying landed on the bow of a small boat, raised the sling and slapped it in the eye socket of a crocodile.

Nelson crunched his teeth: "God, where on earth did Drake find these monsters..."

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

"All have targets, crocodile, raise your gun and fire!"

Centered on the dahlia, half of the ship opened fire on Nelson's orders.

The continuous gunfire broke out one after another, and the lead bullet fell on the water reflected by the fire, causing little water spray and red ripples.

The gunfire here is not over yet, and the orderly drums ring on the cactus number directly opposite dahliju.

Spencer stood in the middle of the crowd and gave the order: "drum up, flag up, gun up! Target crocodile, release!"

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The crocodile retreated.

After a fierce fight for more than an hour, Nelson and Spencer were in the command line of the outer ring. Lorraine, Lev and Hannah led the soldiers to fight back in the inner ring. They paid the price of five small boats and finally drove the crazy crocodiles away from the ship.

The bodies of more than a dozen American crocodiles floated on the blood stained water, accompanied by stumps and broken arms, which attracted groups of piranhas to Party and revel.

Thick smoke filled the battlefield, obscuring the sunrise and darkening the sky.

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

Lorraine was half kneeling on the boat, panting. Beside her was Haina, who was pale, and not far away was LEV, who spread his hands and feet.

The ship untied the rope, and Barto commanded the Cangqing water drop to approach, and picked up Lorraine and Drake, who had lost the boat.

Lorraine leaned wearily against the side of the ship: "how about casualties?"

Bator whispered, "the army is still counting. A total of 48 of our ships are trapped in the inner circle. Seven are missing, four are injured and one is dead."

Death means finding a body, missing... In this rainforest, in fact, it means not finding a body.

Lorraine closed his eyes without expression: "let freemanny tell Spencer that I will pay attention to the reasons that make the crocodiles crazy. I hope he has found the direction of investigation."