At the same time, in the Sahara Desert of Africa, about two kilometers outside Cairo, the sand ship --- inside the bridge of the Dawn combat module.
"Hmm... so slow!" Bediwell, who was sitting on the captain's seat, couldn't help complaining: "It's so slow, can't you move faster?"
"Be patient, you have to wait for other ships in the fleet to catch up." Musketeer Nat, who was sitting on the gunner's seat nearby, said: "It is so slow to advance without destroying the fleet formation. And this is the African countries and Great Britain.
The performance of the ships of the joint fleet dispatched is uneven. If you think they can keep up with the speed of the Dawn combat module, you are totally wrong."
"The Dawn's speed isn't that fast..." Bedivere complained again.
"Under the premise of fully charging and ensuring stable energy supply, the combat module of this ship is traveling at full speed, with a speed of approximately three knots, which is equivalent to that of an ordinary small assault ship." Eve added at the right time.
"Ouch...whatever!" Bedivere said angrily. He didn't know if it was an illusion or something. He felt that no matter what he complained about recently, someone would always come out to contradict him, and then Eve would follow suit.
He added another sentence and slapped Bedivere on the face. He even suspected that Eve did this on purpose.
"No wonder they asked the combined fleet to move in advance. It turned out that they were worried that the fleet would not be able to keep up with the progress due to its slow movement speed," Bediwell said again.
"Yes and no," Saifer's voice came from the communicator--or perhaps Seglade's voice--the two leopard brothers were controlling the moon in the teleportation room.
Reloading of the Kobelco Harpoon. Saifer seemed to have said last night that he would build an automatic loader or something to increase the reloading speed of the Harpoon, but Bediwell has not gone to the transfer room to see it until now this morning.
However, I don’t know if the loader has actually been made. Judging from yesterday’s battle, he felt that the two young Leopard men loaded the harpoon with the teleportation beam quite quickly, even if there was no automatic loader.
, it shouldn’t affect today’s battle.
The two young Leopard men seemed to have been busy late into the night last night. Not to mention Sefer was tinkering with the automatic loader, while Seglade was tinkering with the quantum furnace in the warehouse on the other side to create more small harpoons.
These small Luna Steel harpoons are made of Luna Steel with only the head part, and the handle of the harpoon is a steel pipe with high explosive material buried inside (presumably refined from the seeds of the pyropod flower).
vegetable oil). Just like yesterday's battle, the small Luna Steel Harpoon was used as a gun to create large wounds on Moby Dick, the Desert Demon Whale. When the wounds were large enough,
When Moby Dick's core is exposed, they will use the heavy weapon that truly determines victory--the Luna Steel giant harpoon--to penetrate Moby Dick's core in one fell swoop.
The plan was correct, and Bedivere also followed Captain Yak's suggestion and let the Dawn and the Peacock cooperate with each other. First, the Dawn launched a small harpoon, and then the Peacock launched the winning missile.
giant harpoon to defeat the core of Mobydick; if the first wave of attacks fails, in turn, the Petgod will launch a small Luna steel harpoon to cover the Dawn, and then the Dawn will launch the second Luna
Giant steel harpoon.
In order to ensure that the operation was foolproof, the Pedigree even sent over tens of thousands of words of action plans and tactical code comparison tables. Bedivere obviously couldn't memorize such a huge content in one night, so he put everything
Everything is left to Eve. Whether it is the action plan or the tactical code, Eve will handle it. The Dawn's actions in actual combat will also be fine-tuned according to all of this.
And over there at the warehouse of the Dawn Combat Module------
"Hah!" Palamedes sneezed suddenly.
"Wow, Dad, be careful, meow!" Seglade exclaimed, subconsciously stepping back two steps and looking at his father blankly: "To save trouble, I asked people from Great Britain to do it.
I sent a batch of photon gun. The gun body of this small Luna Steel harpoon is all assembled with these guns. The gun body is the gun. Only the harpoon head is made of Luna steel. You
If you accidentally hit the body of the gun while transporting it, it will [pound]------!"
"I got it, don't be nagging." Paramedis grunted, "Great Britain's guns won't be detonated so easily. We used to ride and ride guns during the war, and these things are so slow.
Very, how could it explode without a big enough impact?"
"It's always good to be careful, meow." Seglade continued to chatter: "If they explode in the cabin, it won't be as simple as killing us, meow."
"You brat, when did you become more verbose than Vivian?" Palamedes couldn't help but hum.
"Huh?" Vivian's groan came from the ship's public address system. The communicator was on.
"Ah ha, cough cough cough..." Palamedes simply stopped talking, covered it up with a dry cough, and carefully tied the twelve small Luna Steel Harpoons(*) together.
Stuffed into the cargo box of the small transport boat: "Okay, open the hatch, I will be responsible for sending these to the Python."
"If we give them so many small Luna Steel Harpoons, will we be able to use them ourselves?" Bediwell, who was monitoring all this on the holographic screen, couldn't help but ask.
"Because I used the photons sent from Great Britain, which were adjusted and adjusted when they were delivered, my working time was greatly saved. So on a whim, I made more than thirty small harpoons.
"Seglade said, "It is necessary to give half to the Peagod. This is one of the contents of cooperation. Enough warheads will help to accurately locate the ship."
"Positioning? Positioning what?"
"Locating the core of the Desert Demon Whale Moby Dick." Seglade continued to adjust the small Luna Steel Harpoons that had not been packed away, and replied absently: "The small Luna Steel Harpoons are not
It's as simple as just using an explosion to cause damage to Moby Dick. The inside of the small harpoon, which is protected by the Luna Steel prong, has a tracking chip made by Aunt Vivian buried in the strongest part.
, can help us find Moby Dick’s core cat faster.
In this way, even if the core is not exposed after multiple bombardments, we can still get the approximate position of the core through the calculation of the locator. If necessary, just fire directly at that position. Meow. With the large Luna Steel Harpoon
With the penetrating power and the powerful guidance ability of the transmitted beam, theoretically we can directly penetrate Moby Dick's body and let the large harpoon go straight to its core."
"Why did I just hear about this plan now...Why do I always feel that everyone keeps me in the dark..." Bediwell then complained: "So, yesterday The harpoon shot when fighting it also has a tracking chip attached?"
"Of course. If I'm lucky, those chips are still in Moby Dick's body - together with the prongs of the small Luna steel harpoon that were driven into it. According to the original plan, At least four tracking chips are needed to locate the core of Moby Dick's body, but the bioelectromagnetic field in our Moby Dick's body seems to be stronger than imagined. According to me, the more small harpoons that hit it, the better. So now it’s like this, nya."
"[At least four] are needed to locate?"
"Well, the tracking chip in Moby Dick's body will release something similar to photon sonar, and through that, the structure of Moby Dick's body can be explored. Meow."
Of course, the monster's body has an extremely complex three-dimensional structure. Three chips alone can only be used to position [plane], and four chips are needed to perform [three-dimensional] positioning.
I even suspect that Moby-Dick may not only have a three-dimensional space in his body, but may also have an additional subspace structure to store an astonishing amount of high-temperature and high-pressure glass water for it to fire the [Crimson Wave Cannon]. If my guess is correct, , four chips may not be enough, and subspace will cause great interference to detection.
In short, the more small harpoons with tracking chips that hit Moby Dick, the better, and the deeper they are buried in his body, the better. This will help us locate his core faster."
"What we said before about exchanging information with the Pegod is also true, right?" Bediwell said with a look of sudden realization, "Use the tracking chip data they collected over there, and then compare it with our data." Through simultaneous comparison, we can find the core of the monster as soon as possible. Once its core position is locked and it is within the reach of the giant Luna Steel Harpoon, it is equivalent to directly pronouncing Moby Dick's death sentence."
"That's the principle, yes." The young leopard man frowned: "I just hope that the implementation will be as smooth as predicted in the plan. I always feel that Moby Dick escaped in defeat last night, and I have made preparations today. I won’t simply give in, meow.”
"You think too much, Seglade," Bedivere said with a smile. "That's just a brainless beast. He can't be more proficient in strategy than humans."
Then there was a silence from Seglade from the other side of the warehouse, as if silently refuting Bedivere's conjecture, which made the werewolf youth feel extremely embarrassed.
"I'm going." Palamedes ignored the discussion of the two young people and flew out from the open side of the warehouse in a small transport boat. About three hundred yards away, it was flying alongside the Dawn, but it was smaller than the Dawn. The golden ship Petergold, which was twice the size of the Dawn, seemed to be waving to the curious Leopard Warriors.
"Why can't it be divided into two parts [combat module] and [life module] like us?" Big Cat just drove the transport boat out from the Dawn and immediately asked curiously: "Only use the [combat module] to fight, the ship Wouldn’t the mobility be stronger?"
"Perhaps Captain Yak has his own ideas." Bedivere's voice came from the communicator, "Send my regards to Captain Yak."
"Of course." Palamedes replied casually, stepped on the accelerator, and accelerated the transport ship towards the Piggott. (To be continued)