Chapter 1662 Coordinates
"Commissioner Lin Nian! My God, you are here!"
As soon as he got on the boat, Lin Nian, who was wet all over, looked up and saw two familiar faces who were slightly excited and excited. They were Kaka and Oliga, who met them at the Male Airport. They were members of the Maldives branch. Only when they saw them could they basically confirm that they were rescued.
When Kaka and Oliga came closer, they were obviously shocked when they saw the white dragon scales all over Lin Nian's body. They had only seen this dragonization phenomenon on Deadpool. Normal hybrids who had scales on their bodies would be sent to the medical department for blood washing. The impact of this scene was huge for normal commissioners.
"I'm fine, don't worry." Lin Nian took the towel handed over and said lightly when he saw the expressions of the two people.
"What's the matter with the light column that appeared on the sea just now? Commissioner Lin Nian, you should have been here at that time, right?" Oliga looked at the calm sea around him and couldn't help asking in a low voice.
Lin Nian glanced at her, did not answer the question, but shook his head.
".This is the bloodline refining technology of the Lionheart Society, right? Although the headquarters has disclosed the information about this technology, it is still very shocking to see the real thing!" Kaka's focus is different. He was a little dumbfounded when he looked at Lin Nian's white dragon scales, "But why are these scales white?"
He asked this question with a cautious and curious tone. Olga, who was standing next to him, pulled the back of Kaka's clothes, signaling him to say less and not ask questions that he shouldn't ask.
"Maybe it's a congenital mutation, just like an albino lion." Lin Nian said.
The color of his dragon scales has always been a taboo in the academy. People who have seen him fight with blood and see the white dragon scales will naturally think of the legendary "White King". Whether Lin Nian is the blood of the White King has been discussed countless times internally, but the conclusion is that whether Lin Nian is the blood of the White King seems to have no impact on the overall situation.
Many researchers attributed Lin Nian's uniqueness to his suspected identity as a descendant of the White King, and gave some reasonable explanations. However, it was difficult to study anything from Lin Nian's blood samples. After constructing the thick fog blood, Lin Nian never leaked any blood samples.
"In short, has the danger here been lifted? After everyone is rescued, our next step is to prepare to return home?" Olga seemed to be a little concerned about the light column that was lowered by the judgment before. The light source was too obvious. When the Nibelungen collapsed, the cargo ships sailing several miles away could clearly see the scene.
Lin Nian glanced at the situation on the surrounding decks.
Li Huoyue sat on the railing of the ship's side and wiped her hair calmly with a towel. The people from the Maldives branch wanted to approach her to ask about her situation, but were driven away by a look from the molten pupil. Not far away, Lin Nian raised his hand slightly to signal, and no one bothered her anymore.
Not far away, Ling was surrounded by doctors and nurses, who seemed to be checking the injury on his knee, probably to bleed and reduce the swelling. The Russian girl was forced to lie on a stretcher and stare at the sky obediently. Before entering the cabin, she turned her head to look at Lu Mingfei on the side of the ship, but Lu Mingfei was also secretly looking at him. When their eyes met, they both looked away and pretended that nothing had happened.
Nakhimov and Barbarossa were lucky enough to survive to the end. After the medical staff confirmed that they were fine, they wrapped themselves in a blanket and sat on the side of the ship, watching the scenes on the ship in a daze. It was probably incredible that they were really saved.
The entire deck was busy, and people on the sea were constantly being pulled up. The medical staff who had been prepared long ago came out of the cabin one after another to check the physical characteristics of the people who fell into the water. Various stretchers and warm towels covered most of the deck.
It was really a timely rescue. The rescue ship was in place right after the Nibelungen collapsed. It felt like they had been waiting outside the Nibelungen for the end of this drama.
"Don't worry about returning. How did you know we were here?" Lin Nian glanced at the faces of other people on the deck who were helping people on the sea to get on board. They were basically the people he had seen at the welcome party on the beach. Almost the entire Maldives branch was on this cargo ship, and the captain was the black minister.
"It was the minister who informed us that Commissioner Lin Nian might have encountered trouble in the Indian Ocean. It seemed that the commissioner of the headquarters was missing, and it was suspected that he had been threatened by a terrorist attack or kidnapping. So in order to support you, our entire Maldives branch came out in full force and temporarily transferred a full-quota cargo ship." Kaka explained.
"Full quota?" Lu Mingfei, who was wiping his hair with a towel handed over by a hot black-skinned female member, asked.
"That's what I mean." Olga tore off a reflective canvas covering the side of the deck, revealing a double-barreled machine gun underneath. "The Soviet ZU-23-2 double-barreled machine gun is a special version that was airlifted here after being debugged by the Equipment Department. It can easily defeat airplanes and tanks, and it can be disassembled and used as a gun. A normal pirate speedboat can be turned into several pieces of scrap metal with just one round of bullets."
Lin Nian turned around and glanced at the reflective canvas draped everywhere on the deck, and roughly understood what the configuration of this cargo ship was. The Maldives branch was really serious this time. If they had arrived earlier, these cannons might still be able to use them. Being able to clean up some of the dragon-blood hybrids jumping around on the sea was really well prepared.
"Worried that we might encounter some 'big trouble' at sea, the minister also specially brought a few MK-48 torpedoes from the bottom of the pressure box. This ship is considered to be armed to the teeth." Kaka glanced outside and was already moving. In the calm sea, and a few indigenous people still lying on the driftwood waiting for rescue, asked curiously,
"Commissioner Lin Nian, what trouble have you encountered? Where did these people come from?"
The island of Atlantis has sunk completely. When the cargo ship arrived in this sea area, there was no evidence to prove that there was such a magnificent mysterious island before. Those dragon-blood hybrids were also slaughtered. It's clean and can be regarded as dead without evidence.
The only thing that makes people suspicious is the indigenous people on this island. Their clothes, language, and customs are all so out of tune with normal people.
But Lin Nian was not prepared to explain too much to the Madai branch from the beginning. He said calmly, "The specific situation will probably be included in the confidentiality regulations of the department. If it is disclosed, you will probably know it in the next period of time." I have to accept the conversation and the signing of the confidentiality agreement for a while. I think it’s better not to cause trouble for you. "
Kaka and Olga looked at each other, and they could see the itching in each other's eyes. This was the first time they had seen an 'S'-class mission up close. Although it was not an official mission, this bloodline has been refined. Doesn't the dragon scale mean that there must have been a bloody battle on this sea before they came? Who is the target of the bloody battle with the two 'S'-class people? A pure blood dragon? How many generations? He can’t be the king of ocean and water, right? Did the ‘S’-class people successfully kill the Dragon King? Or let the other party escape?
"Don't make it difficult for us." Lin Nian added, completely giving up the idea of the two of them, "Go and do your business."
Kaka and Olga saluted Lin Nian, then turned around to continue rescuing the unlucky ones who hadn't been caught yet.
For the usually idle and panicked Madai branch, this sudden mission of the whole army attack is tantamount to making everyone feel a little bit excited. To be able to communicate by word of mouth like Lin Nian and Lu Mingfei The legendary 'S' class colleagues, and even went to the battlefield together, everyone has a sense of passion that is always ready to die generously.
The secret party’s ideological work is really fucking awesome.
Lin Nian couldn't help but feel a little emotional every time he saw these commissioners like this. Could it be that each branch would be equipped with a "political commissar" to do the ideological work of slaying the dragon for these commissioners on a regular basis?
"Pay more attention to these people. They are all mixed races, and their bloodline is not bad. Those who should be locked up should be locked up, and those who should be watched more closely should be watched more closely."
Mandy's voice came from a distance. Na Nizi was instructing the people from the Madai branch to take care of the indigenous people who had been fished out. These indigenous people also knew that the cargo ship was here to help them, so they seemed to be on board the ship. He was relatively honest and didn't rush into any stupid thing like seizing a ship and revolting.
Mainly because Lin Nian and Lu Mingfei were still standing here, many eyes were quietly turned towards them. The natives were fully aware of the dangers of these two great gods, and their moods were completely following them. The island of Atlantis disappeared together with the sinking, and what came instead was confusion and confusion about the new environment.
After all, the old witch of the tribe still did not leave the island. Among the God-chosen clan, some people deeply believed that the island was their home. The island sank, so they should also sink with the island, so many people were left behind. The island was swallowed up by the sea.
The little witch Lauda managed to escape with Lin Nian and others. She watched helplessly as her good brother Mu Meng, who had broken his leg in the battle with Ling, was taken to the ship's medical room by the doctor. He was followed by two heroes from the Madai branch with chest muscles bigger than human heads, guarding him with guns to prevent the savages from injuring the doctors and nurses because they didn't know how to lift.
At Lin Nian's gesture, Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and could only act as a bad translator once again, and had an in-depth talk with Lao Da, asking her to have the courage to shoulder the responsibility of leading the people of her own tribe at this time. , that is to say, your prestige is relatively high, please restrain them from causing trouble, otherwise the shotguns in the hands of the brothers in the Madai branch will not have eyes.
When everyone is a mixed race, having hot weapons and non-heated weapons are two different concepts. A mixed race that has not understood the bloodline refining technology will normally have to lie down after being hit by a shuttle, unless your word spirit is bronze. A throne-type physical enhancement type or something.
After the cargo ship docks, the future of Lauda and this group of indigenous people will be left to the headquarters to arrange. There is a high probability that they will find an uninhabited island with good ecology in the Maldives atoll as a settlement for them, and there will be sentries around it. Post or something.
After all, a large group of hybrids with no foundation and a culture of their own are not easy to domesticate and care for. The best way is to enclose an area for them as a protected area and let them develop freely, and go to the protected area from time to time. See if there are any good seedlings, pick them out, cultivate them and domesticate them individually. This is probably the American policy towards the native Indians.
But now Lin Nian didn't seem to worry about these issues. He had something more important to ask. He crossed the deck and walked into the cabin amidst a chorus of greetings. He walked up the stairs to the outside of the captain's room and knocked on the door until he heard a steady voice from inside, "Come in."