At 8:30 in the morning, in the middle of the Sahara Sand Sea in Africa, the sand ship --- inside the bridge of the combat module of the Dawn.
"It's so slow!" Bedivere had a vein popping up on his forehead, looking quite irritated. Originally, the combined fleet that was going to attack the Desert Demon Shark Moby Dick was moving slowly enough. What's going on now? Let Parami
That guy from Dis just went to deliver a few harpoons. Why didn't he come back for half an hour?!
"Maybe it's because there are too many beautiful girls on board the Birgod, and dad is lingering there, right?" Even Saifei, who was in the teleportation room, complained.
"Ahem." The communication within the ship was common, and of course Vivian, who was sitting on the control seat, heard it, and she let out a warning dry cough.
"Um, I'm sorry, meow." Saifei quickly restrained himself. Sure enough, it's not fun to make fun of a woman's husband in front of her.
"Idiot." Bedivere couldn't help laughing.
"Ahem?!" Vivian coughed again.
"Uh, I'm sorry." Bedivere also quickly restrained himself. As expected, calling her stepson stupid in front of a woman is not an interesting thing.
"You seem to be having a great time chatting, can I add a word?" At this time, Palamedes' voice came from the communicator.
"Oh, you are finally willing to contact us." Bedivere vented his anger on the big cat: "I guess you had a good time on the Peacock?"
"Not really." Paramedis ignored Bedivere's sarcasm and replied calmly: "We encountered a little... little trouble here."
"A little trouble?"
"Anyway, I'm on my way back. I'll wait until you see the actual situation on the deck before making a decision." Palamedes then cut off the communication.
"What the hell, it's so mysterious." Bedivere stood up from the captain's seat and walked towards the deck.
"The battle is about to begin, and you're still running around?" said Nat at the gunnery console.
"I'll be back soon." Ignoring the complaints of the crew, Bedivere walked out of the bridge quickly. Is there anything Paramedis couldn't explain in the communicator, and Bedivere must see it in person? I guess
Is it a confidential matter? The combined fleet is mixed, and they use different channels for communication, and they may eavesdrop on each other's communications. Therefore, the communication between the Dawn and the Piggott, even if it uses military encrypted channels, cannot
It is not 100% safe. The Leopard Warrior probably took this into consideration and did not explain it in the communicator.
"It's so slow." Bedivere complained again when he saw the small transport boat driven by Palamedes approaching from a distance.
"Hahaha, sorry." The big cat began to land on the deck, and Bediwell also noticed that there were two people sitting behind the transport boat, one was petite and the other was of medium build, both wearing black cloaks that covered their faces.
"So you shipped out a batch of harpoons, but you brought back two people. It's interesting." The werewolf young man said sarcastically.
"Don't say that, I was also asked to do this." Palamedes smiled bitterly: "This gentleman wants to talk to you face to face, Captain Bedivere."
"Good day, Captain Bedivere." Sure enough, of the two uninvited guests wearing cloaks, the petite one took off the hood attached to the cloak, revealing his true face.
"His Royal Highness Prince Said." Bedivere should have been more surprised, but in fact he was not surprised at all, as if he had expected that this kind of thing might happen: "You shouldn't stay in Biguo
Did you get the number? Why are you here?"
"It was Captain Yake who asked me to come here to take refuge." Prince Said said without emotion. "He seems to have the intention of sacrificing the entire ship to die with Moby Dick. He thinks that I stay with you."
On the ship, the survival rate will be higher."
"That's it." Bedivere replied perfunctorily. He was not surprised by this at all. When he talked with Captain Yak before, Bedivere could clearly feel that Captain Yak had a negative attitude towards Moby Dick.
That deep hatred. If the battle gets fiercer, that man might really drive his sand boat into Moby Dick, trying to die with the Desert Demon Whale. If the noble Prince Said is allowed to stay at this time,
It was very dangerous on board the Petgot.
"I understand the truth, but why is it my ship?" The werewolf youth asked doubtfully: "If it were you, Your Highness... Wouldn't it be safer to stay on the Egyptian mothership to watch this battle?
?"
"Because only the [Peggott] and the [Dawn] have the ability to submerge in the sand sea," the prince replied bluntly: "If Moby Dick sneaks into the sand sea, the ships of the combined fleet will not be able to catch up.
Like Captain Ark, I have relatives who were killed by that monster, and I hate Moby Dick just as much. I must witness with my own eyes the scene when that brutal beast took its last breath. In this way,
Only then can everything be settled."
"Really? I understand." Bedivere also knew that Prince Said would not give up until he achieved his goal, so he had nothing to persuade him and could only let nature take its course: "But I can't guarantee that His Highness
Your safety. Guns and guns are ruthless. We have no control over how many casualties there will be during the battle. What's more, what we have to face next is a monster like Moby Dick that transcends common sense."
"I will ensure the safety of His Highness the Prince." Another figure of medium height who got off the transport boat interjected at the right time and took off his hood at the same time.
Bedivere was no stranger to that voice. He had heard the same voice so many times that he felt a little tired of it: "Oh, isn't this little Lawrence?"
"Call me Eric." Strategist Eric was obviously unhappy that his name was confused with his brother Lawrence, and hurriedly retorted: "It seems you are not surprised at all."
"Last time His Highness the Prince recruited adventurers to defeat Moby Dick, you also participated." Bedivere said with a funny smile: "I was wondering why you have been so honest recently and haven't clamored to get on my ship. It turns out that you are so honest.
He went to the Peacock. It seems he even acted as a close bodyguard for His Highness the Prince?"
"I took the initiative to ask Mr. Eric to protect me. His talent seems to be very suitable for being a protector." The prince replied.
"Indeed." Bedivere had no objection to this. When he thought that Eric could freely control multiple floating photon shields or physical shields to fly around and protect the objects he needed to protect from any angle, Bedivere
I feel that it is an "absolute defense" in a loose sense. By entrusting Eric with such an important task of protecting the prince, Bedivere and the others can at least have less to worry about.
Having said that, Eric's shield is actually of little use in a fleet battle. When I think of Moby Dick's crimson wave cannon, it can blast the Dawn's combat module into ashes with one shot.
In the face of such a level of attack, human power is actually very small. But when that happens, everyone on the ship will go to heaven together, so there is nothing to worry about...
"In short...welcome to my ship, His Royal Highness Prince Said." Bedivere said with a wry smile: "Although I can't promise anything, I will try my best to protect this ship and the people on it.
The safety of the crew."
"Since it is Moby Dick's crusade, it is risky to stay on any ship in this joint fleet," the prince said very generously, "I had some awareness before participating in this battle, please."
Don't worry about me as a bystander. ------- Speaking of which, can I visit the [gunnery room] where you launch [harpoons]?"
"I wouldn't call that a gunnery room," Bedivere replied a little uncomfortably with a drop of sweat on his forehead: "The Dawn was not originally a battleship, and the place used to launch harpoons was originally used to transport cargo.
The transfer room..."
"Teleport room? It's quite a peaceful name." The prince murmured thoughtfully: "The atmosphere of the Dawn is indeed completely different from that of the Piggott. Everything there is called with military numbers and codes.
Each crew member has a strict job arrangement and is very disciplined. It always feels like a ship ready to go to war at any time."
"This is just a lazy leisure sightseeing boat without even a crew. I'm really sorry..." More sweat broke out on Bedivere's forehead.
"No." The prince followed the group into the cabin and said with a calm smile: "On the contrary, people feel more at ease here, and it feels like they are home."
Home...? Bediwell blushed a little embarrassedly when he was told this, although it was just a fleeting thing. Eve seemed to be still saving electricity for the upcoming war.
Even the guiding light beam was not prepared for everyone, but it didn't matter, Bedivere knew the way to the teleportation room.
"Saifer, Segrad, are you there?" Although the door was an automatic door and Bediwell was the owner of the ship, he still subconsciously asked outside the door before entering the teleportation room.
"Come in, meow." It was obvious that Bedivere and his party had already entered the teleportation room, and Saifer subconsciously replied. The prince walked behind, and Saifer's eyes were drawn to Bedivere and Para who were walking in front.
Medis was covered up and didn't realize that there were other people at all, so as soon as Bediwell and the others came in, the young leopard man began to complain: "I told you that everything in the teleportation room is under my control."
, there’s no need for you to come over and monitor me again, right?”
"No, actually..." Bedivere was about to say something.
"Good day, Mr. Saifer." His Royal Highness the Prince explained before Bediwell: "Sorry, I asked Captain Bediwell to bring him here for a visit, because I am not familiar with the Dawn's gunnery... teleportation