Bob knew from Wei Haihong's shushing gesture that Zhou Xuan was asleep. He immediately ordered the bodyguards to disperse and build defensive fortifications outside. He then selected some capable and experienced crew members to help guard the area and keep a close watch on the movements outside the ship so that the bodyguards could get enough rest.
With super-powerful bullets at this moment, Bob and his bodyguards felt much more at ease. After all, with more than thirty bodyguards, each shot taking down a wild beast, a dozen or so shots could kill hundreds of wild beasts. Although there were many of these wild beasts, they couldn't withstand such attrition and losses!
The defensive positions were all arranged, with five or six people prepared at each point: three bodyguards and three crew members. There were a total of twelve points. About half of the crew members were resting in the hall, and they would be rotated when the other crew members got tired.
Volume 1, Chapter 694: We Are All Sharpshooters
Chapter 694 We Are All Sharpshooters
Zhou Xuan was truly exhausted and had no more energy to recover. He collapsed onto the blanket and fell asleep. At this moment, even if danger was imminent, he didn't want to wake up. Whatever.
Those defending outside were also having a tough time. Although they had super powerful and lethal weapons in their hands, they were still very worried. No one knew if these bullets would really work on those beasts. After all, these beasts were too abnormal, and this isolated island could not be judged by normal standards. They had experienced countless dangers over the decades, but they had never encountered anything so strange.
However, they kept watch until around midnight without any movement. The assisting crew members all had red and swollen eyes from staring. They kept watching with night vision goggles, and when there was no movement, another group of crew members came to keep watch.
These newly assigned crew members, although they had rested in the hall, were also somewhat tired. Under such circumstances, even if they lay there without moving, their minds could not be calmed down at all, so how could they rest?
Bob, Charles, and Wei Haihong were also patrolling these defense points to prevent anyone from falling asleep and being missed. However, the bodyguards and crew members were very responsible, after all, it was also a matter of their own lives, and they could not be careless.
A sea breeze was blowing, bringing a slight chill. It was already four in the morning. In a little over an hour, it would be dawn. Once it was light, it would be easier to defend, and the safety level would be much higher.
Now that I think about it, it seems those wild beasts probably won't attack tonight.
But just as he was thinking this, a crew member suddenly exclaimed in surprise in a low voice, "They're...they're here..."
His voice came through a communicator, and almost everyone at midnight jumped up, their sleepiness instantly vanishing, and they all crowded around the night vision goggles to observe.
Sure enough, through the night vision goggles, hundreds of dark figures flashed out at the edge of the jungle, their pairs of eerie eyes particularly frightening!
Bob was also keeping watch at a point near the cabin. Upon observing the situation, he immediately gave a low, stern order to everyone: "Attention, all groups! Attention, aim! Await my command! Each group, divide your area! Don't waste bullets!"
At Bob's command, the bodyguards in each group raised their sniper rifles and aimed at the beasts in their assigned areas, waiting for Bob's orders to follow.
The beasts were clearly organized, slowly closing in on the ship without making a sound, not even a howl or a shriek.
Looking at the instruments on the sniper rifle, the beasts had entered a range of 400 meters. The effective range of their sniper rifles is 3,000 meters. Of course, this requires several conditions. 3,000 meters is the maximum range, and wind direction, location, and high-intensity bullets are also necessary. None of these can be lacking.
However, the bullets should be fine now. They are just ordinary bullets, and a distance of 1,000 meters is no problem. Of course, a sniper rifle is just an inanimate object. No matter how good the gun is, it still depends on the person. Only when a person's shooting skills reach that level can he be called a sharpshooter.
No one would call a gun a "sniper rifle"; there are only sharpshooters, not sharpshooters.
Bob kept a close watch on the wild beasts, which moved very slowly, mainly to avoid making any noise. They had only moved less than twenty meters, a distance of just over three hundred meters.
Bob's palms were sweaty. After thinking for a moment, he gave the order: "Aim...fire!"
Because he was still worried that the bullets wouldn't be able to penetrate the wild animals, and that if they got too close and didn't kill them, things would be terrible, Bob still needed to test whether the bullets could kill or stop the wild animals before he could feel at ease.
At Bob's command, the bodyguards who had been aiming at the beasts and waiting for orders immediately opened fire. The sound of gunfire, like balloons being popped, filled the air. The beasts that had been quietly approaching from the side, the first twenty or thirty of them, immediately collapsed to the ground. Through the night vision goggles, it could be seen that there was obvious black blood spurting from the beasts' bodies. After falling to the ground, the beasts finally couldn't help but scream in agony!
Bob had been keeping a close watch since giving the order. When he saw the beasts fall to the ground as soon as they were shot, some howling and some not moving at all, clearly dead on the spot, he couldn't help but shout, "Good!"
The bullets worked! Bob jumped up excitedly. As long as the weapons were effective, the initiative and the power were in their hands. There was no need to go off the ship or search for new hiding places in the bushes. However, the only thing that frightened him was the largest beast. These modified bullets were effective against these small wild animals, but he didn't know if they would work against a monster as big as Godzilla. He was still a little worried. Could such bullets stop the enormous beast?
With their confidence boosted, the thirty-odd bodyguards became excited, aiming and firing repeatedly. Within minutes, hundreds of wild beasts fell in droves. Amidst their mournful howls, the remaining beasts hesitated for a moment before retreating like a tidal wave back into the jungle. More than a hundred animal carcasses lay on the clearing in front of the jungle, some still alive, their legs trembling and screaming in agony—a truly horrifying sight.
Bob and his bodyguards were so excited they were shouting. Regardless of their behavior, Bob grabbed a gun, aimed at the wild beasts moving in the jungle, and fired.
It seems they have completely taken control of the situation, which makes me excited.
Bob even wished he could run to the open space below the ship, drag out a few wild animal carcasses, and then, just like when he first arrived at this place, slaughter pigs, roast meat, and have a barbecue party. Since he couldn't leave this mysterious island for the time being, he should still live happily and carefree.
But at that moment, a deafening shout, like thunder, suddenly rang out, making the entire island seem to tremble!
Zhou Xuan was also startled awake from his sleep. He sat up abruptly, thinking to himself, "This is bad! That huge beast has come out!"
Bob and his bodyguards and crew were also startled. A huge figure leaped out of the jungle. It was the behemoth that roared like thunder and strode quickly toward the yacht, seemingly wanting to tear the boat and its crew to pieces to vent its hatred.
It seems that this monster is a monopolistic emperor on this island. It will not let go of the fact that other species have taken away its rule, especially since it has always been at odds with the humans on this ship.
Bob's heart was in his throat. The huge monster's footsteps pounded loudly, seemingly crushing their hearts. He glanced at the other bodyguards and crew members, who were also trembling, as if they would turn and run away at the slightest sound.
Zhou Xuan ran out of the cabin at this moment and shouted, "Fire! Fire!"
Bob and his bodyguards snapped out of their daze and immediately opened fire on the massive monster charging towards them. The mutated bullets struck the monster, splattering onto the surface and causing blood to gush out. However, seeing that the monster's pace didn't slow down at all, they knew that while the bullets could wound it, they weren't fatal. This was likely because the bullets were too small for its enormous size; even though they had been mutated, they still couldn't kill it!
Zhou Xuan rushed to the hatch, quickly gathering his remaining energy. The monster had already run within a hundred meters. Without thinking, Zhou Xuan channeled his solar flame energy, raising the temperature to the highest level he could, and then poured it all onto the front of the enormous monster.
Seeing flames erupting from the monster's forelegs, it roared even more furiously, but its pace didn't falter as it charged forward at breakneck speed. Zhou Xuan's vision went black; his energy couldn't sustain him any longer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The mutated bullets had already exhausted his power, and forcibly mustering his remaining strength had pushed him to his limit. The monster's forelegs were charred from the intense heat, but its extreme rage forced it to charge forward. Just then, Zhou Xuan could no longer hold on. He released the pressure, letting the bullets pierce its body, and took a few large strides to the side of the ship. Then, it opened its massive jaws and bit down hard. With a loud "crack," a seven- or eight-meter-wide gash was torn in the ship's side. Even its steel-like body couldn't withstand the monster's bite. With another roar, the monster leaped onto the deck.
The entire ship shuddered violently. At this moment, the bodyguards on board no longer cared about firing at the monster and scattered in all directions. The monster raised its large legs and trampled everywhere, biting everywhere with its huge mouth. In an instant, the surface of the cabin was destroyed beyond recognition by the monster, and dozens of people were trampled to death.
The monster stared wide-eyed, searching everywhere for Zhou Xuan, the human who had injured it. The same feeling, the same burning sensation on its legs, it was definitely him again. It wouldn't be satisfied until it found him, tore through his intestines, and killed him.
However, in the darkness, the ship was in complete disarray, a mess of scattered people and corpses, making it impossible for it to distinguish which one was Zhou Xuan.
In fact, Zhou Xuan was right behind its right foot in the cabin. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhou Xuan fainted. Wei Haihong quickly dragged him behind the bulkhead, but the bulkhead was broken by the monster. It seemed that the monster did not want to leave and was determined to destroy the ship to pieces and kill everyone on board before it would stop.
At this moment, Wei Haihong knew without a doubt that staying on the ship was the most dangerous thing to do. He had to leave the ship as soon as possible, or he would be trampled into mud by the angry monster!
Volume 1, Chapter 695: Life or Death
Chapter 695 Life or Death
The ship's side was about sixteen or seventeen meters above the beach. Even if it was sand below, jumping down would likely result in injury. The crucial point was that Zhou Xuan had fainted from exhaustion. Wei Haihong was afraid that jumping down would seriously injure Zhou Xuan, or even kill him, and then it would be too late to regret it. But not jumping was not an option, as the monster was searching for him everywhere.
Although Wei Haihong was in a panic, fortunately there were people running around everywhere. Although the monster was ferociously tearing and trampling everywhere, it was still not easy to find Zhou Xuan. When the last light was trampled out, the whole ship became pitch black.
Wei Haihong found a rope and tied Zhou Xuan to his back. Then he tied another rope to the gunwale and, taking advantage of the lull, climbed over the gunwale and slid down. Because there was no safety buckle, the weight of the two of them was supported entirely by his hands. As he slid down, he gripped the rope tightly. The rope tore through his skin, causing it to bleed profusely. However, Wei Haihong still dared not let go, because if he did, the two of them would fall.