Assassin’s Adventure

As the distance kept getting closer, the people on the boat also became nervous. It wasn't obvious from the Pearl, but when they approached the boat, they saw that this hammerhead shark was really a monster. Smaller boats are much longer, and this shark can overturn an entire boat with a single impact.

This is no fun, fighting sharks in the water is a joke.

The huge size of the shark and its flexibility in the water determine that the musket will not kill the creature if it hits the deadly part, but will anger it, but the harpoon is more primitive and larger. A tool capable of doing a lot of damage, all they have to do is keep hurting it and drag it to death.

Mickey slowly pulled out the harpoon with the rope, then stood up straight, and threw it violently at the hammerhead shark that was preying in the distance.

The skillful movement made this fishing fork like a flying sword with eyes directly pierce the back of the hammerhead shark, and the injured shark dived into the water instantly under such stimulation and fled towards the distance.

"Hold on, hold on, hold the boat!"

Mickey's excited shout came from the front. The most important thing in catching a shark is the first harpoon. If it fails to hit the target, or just injures the shark without hooking it, there is very little chance of throwing the second harpoon.

The rope was straightened in just a few seconds, the boat was violently jolted, and then dragged by the shark, it went into the distance.

This speed is not fast. Whether it is the weight of the boat itself or the four people on it, plus the resistance of the sea water, the shark can't dive deeper and return to the surface again.

"Yo hoo, caught this big guy."

Gordon held the boat and cried out in excitement as he watched the fleeing shark.

The oars had retracted the boat, and a sailor handed Mickey a sturdy harpoon. The metal arrow in front was full of barbs, which was the best weapon to kill.

The boat was shaking constantly, but Mickey was still standing upright, aiming at the fleeing figure with his harpoon, then waving his strong right arm, and slammed it out.

The harpoon pierced the back of the shark fiercely, spattering bright red blood.

"Okay, Mickey is great!"

The success of the first two times has greatly inspired people's hearts. According to this rhythm, this hammerhead shark is doomed.

He continued to take the next harpoon, aimed at the shark's forward direction again, and threw it violently.

But this time it failed. The big guy in front seemed to have realized the danger. He swam faster, and the trajectory of his movements was even more unpredictable. When the harpoon was about to pierce his body, he suddenly swayed his tail in the other direction. And go.

But Mickey's expression didn't change. This kind of thing is normal. No one can hit all the shots and continue to raise the next harpoon.

But at this time the shark disappeared.

The consumption of physical strength has made this hammerhead shark somewhat exhausted, and the flow of blood is even more harmful. Now that it realizes that it cannot get rid of it, it begins to slow down and dive back into the water.

The water suddenly became extremely calm, but this was the most dangerous moment. The enraged shark was planning a counterattack to destroy the boat that was attached to its back.

"Where did you go?"

A sailor opened his eyes carefully and swept the surrounding sea.

Mickey began to pull the fixed rope from the water, but did not feel any resistance. In the end, a rope that was broken in the middle was picked up and bitten off.

Without the slightest hesitation, he cut the broken rope directly, then picked up a new harpoon with a rope tied to the side and tied it to the boat.

"Open your eyes! The shark has broken loose, and we must reconnect it!"

"over there!"

Gordon looked at a white line that began to approach in the distance, the fins gradually surfaced, and then roared.

Mickey quickly turned around when he heard his shout, and the hand that raised the harpoon began to get wet with sweat. This was a dangerous moment. The stake couldn't be stopped, and the whole boat was in danger of being overturned.

Looking at the shark getting closer, Gordon couldn't help shouting, "What are you waiting for?"

But Mickey ignored his shouts, meditating silently, staring at the hammerhead shark.

Gordon raised the musket in his hand, he had to stop the shark from approaching, but he was still waiting, waiting for Mickey, an experienced shark catcher, to make a decision.

"A little closer, a little closer..."

Mickey kept talking, but he still didn't shoot.

The sailor on the side began to lose his temper, and raised the musket in his hand to seek psychological comfort. The probability of this fast-moving creature being able to hit the key is too low, and Gordon also aimed at the head of the shark. key.

The sea water will slow down the power of the projectile. Even if he hits the key point, it is still a question whether he can kill him~www.readwn.com~ Right now! "

The shark was less than three meters to the side of the boat, and Mickey finally made his shot. In this 100% hit range, there was no possibility of his harpoon missing.

The sharp harpoon pierced the back of the hammerhead shark again, and the latter gave up the attacking ship directly under the pain, bypassed the boat again, and fled in the other direction.

This big turn caused the ship to sway violently, almost throwing Gordon out, and the situation returned to the original chase.

"It's almost unbearable."

Mickey felt the speed at which the ship was being towed and said that even such a beast could no longer hold it.

The harpoon continued to fly towards the hammerhead shark, and finally stopped struggling when seven harpoons were inserted into its back, stopped completely, and its back sank toward the water under the action of the harpoon. , turned out the snow-white belly.

"Oh oh..."

The sailors on the boat began to applaud loudly. This was a successful shark hunt. Even though they had watched it many times, they did not feel bored, but felt it was a kind of enjoyment.

Mickey finally showed a hearty smile at this time. This was also the first time he had completed whaling independently. Before, he had completed it under the guidance of Kling, which gave him a special sense of accomplishment.

And this action allowed Gordon to get to know his bosun again, with a strong body, lean muscles, calm and composure, a young man with potential.

"Captain, how are you feeling?"

The shark hunt was over, and the two sailors began to row the hammerhead shark back. Mickey sat next to Gordon and asked.

Gordon took a long breath, and a smile appeared on his face: "Well, if I have time, I'll ask you about some shark-catching skills."