After finishing the painting, he ran to report to the captain...
"Quick, quick, lift anchor and get out of this damn place!" The resting captain, after hearing the naturalist's report, wanted to beat him up.
But it was too late, because with his rich experience, he discovered that danger was approaching.
He waved his three tentacles and ordered the lazy sailors to quickly pressurize the steam boiler and fill it with coal.
Thick smoke billowed, and the steam merchant ship started again.
At this time, the corpses had heard the noise and came over one after another.
The deathclaws didn't come.
"Shoot, shoot!"
The captain roared angrily, and the crew picked up breech-loading guns one after another, started loading magazines, aiming and shooting. Thanks to the development of technology, they no longer need to use exhausting muzzle-loading guns.
"Bang bang!"
The crew used bullets to block the advance of the corpse.
But there are too many. The key is that the crew is on the ship and the bullet hit rate is very low.
It looks like it takes hundreds of shots to hit one.
"Look at me!" A Maxim machine gun was carried out, placed on the deck, and began to pour fire on the corpse.
"Load bullets quickly!" the machine gunner roared after a burst of shooting.
The deputy carried out several boxes of ammunition in a panic and loaded the bullet belt on the machine gun.
The fierce wave of bullets finally blocked the advance of the corpse, providing time for the ship to pressurize and weigh anchor.
The ship started slowly and began to leave the temporary docking point.
But just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a roar came from the island.
"What is that sound? How terrible?" someone exclaimed.
"I'm afraid it's a new monster." The naturalist said while writing today's discovery under the logbook.
Today I saw a group of corpses in action, as well as a huge dinosaur-like life form.
This really subverted my understanding.
However, in front of those new monsters hidden in the crowd, they seem to be nothing.
After all, they don't know how to disguise themselves, and cannibalism is blatant.
After the naturalist wrote down the contents, he left with the ship.
Soon, news of the corpses and unknown dinosaur monsters spread throughout the civilized world.
Newspapers from all over the country used headlines to announce the appearance of these monsters.
Various comments followed.
"This is what will inevitably happen if you lose the glory of God." A priest lamented.
"They can be eliminated with bullets, it's no big deal."
"We are asking for a large amount of funding, and we are going to build fortresses to stop the monsters from landing," said a certain army minister.
"The arms race has begun. Stronger firepower, stronger armor, faster speed, and greater tonnage are what we need." A certain navy minister followed.
The major powers began rounds of negotiations, and military alliances, large or small, emerged one after another.
The previous confrontation between the divine power of darkness and the divine power of light, as well as the failure of the expedition to other worlds, have caused the secular forces to begin to awaken.
They are trying to get rid of the shackles of the church and do not want to become cannon fodder under the command of the other party.
But this time, the appearance of alien monsters is a better excuse.
The priests tried to organize an army again to carry out a crusade, but they encountered opposition from forces large and small.
They have to rely on their own strength to solve this problem.
Everyone only sent out some miscellaneous teams to deal with the church's recruitment.
The real elites stayed in their own countries to set up defenses.
"These short-sighted guys, great God, please listen to my prayer, send down a new oracle, let these guys hand over the most elite team in their hands." The Pope knelt in front of the statue of the god and prayed again
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Although the god died, he made the statue of the god more beautiful and expensive.
At least after Lu Yan came back, he believed that although the pope's skin had deteriorated, his mind had not.
It's just that he didn't send any divine grace, because he knew that he would be taken away again at some point.
