"Crack, crack, crack~" As the chain contracted, Charles' body quickly moved closer to the other machine.
Just as Charles hit the guy's tail wing hard, he saw the horror in the eyes of the guy in the cockpit who had a head swollen like a tumor.
White arcs of electricity flashed and jumped on the fuselage, and with a loud bang, the entire fighter plane exploded instantly.
Charles was blown away by the huge shock wave. Before he could steady himself, a black shadow flashed past him. It was another fighter plane. The two were very close, only five meters apart.
The fighter plane quickly folded its wings and prepared to move away from the opponent. It seemed that it was afraid of the unknown powerful attack ability that Charles had just used.
But just when it flew not far away, the pilot with the deformed head was shocked to find that Charles was following his plane at a very fast speed.
He would never have thought that the distance between the transparent tentacles on Charles' body was exactly 5 meters, and just now, the tentacles had wrapped around the fuselage and hitched a ride.
As the white arc of electricity jumped over again along the tentacles, the fighter followed in the footsteps of his companions.
As if sensing the powerful threat posed by Charles, all the fighter planes attacking the Narwhal turned their noses and approached Charles.
Although Charles felt that several of his tentacles were broken by the explosion, he did not panic at all, and even showed a hint of excitement.
He had seen things that were even stranger and longer than this. There was really nothing to be afraid of about these things that could be seen and touched.
As long as he was freed from the constraints of oxygen, all his strength was released to the maximum.
"Very good, come on."
With a "click", the middle finger of Charles' prosthetic arm quickly expanded and contracted, and the invisibility ring was put on his finger. His body quickly became transparent and gradually disappeared in the sea.
Facing the completely invisible Charles, these things had no chance of fighting back at all. As Bandage and other crew members began to lay mines around them, their fate was doomed.
The fireworks exploded in the water, looking very beautiful like fireworks.
But what surprised Charles was that although the explosion was loud, no fragments appeared, as if the thing had no entity at all, which made his plan to capture the person alive fail.
Just when they were fighting fiercely, something came over. It was four drones.
There is actually a four-winged drone from the electrical age in the dark depths of the Earth Sea. It looks very strange no matter how you look at it, but it exists.
A machine gun barrel the size of a pen tip extended from under the drone, continuously firing at those strange flying vehicles. They were helping Charles.
Charles, who was scratching his neck with his hand, slowly appeared at the side. He now realized that there was not only one group of people on this island, and judging from the situation, the two groups were completely hostile to each other.
"Could it be that the Bogro who just died was from the drone's side? No wonder he chose to run away when I asked him to go over."
But Charles didn't have time to think about these things at this moment. He took his crew and the four drones to attack those strange long-winged fighter planes together.
With the addition of drones, they were already at a disadvantage and quickly fell into defeat. After a while, all the long bird machines quickly disappeared into the water.
The crew members held their weapons vigilantly and looked at the four black flat boxes in front of them.
Suddenly, they saw their captain step directly forward and come in front of those things.
"You must be able to see me now, right? I have no ill intentions. Where are you now?" Charles said to the black camera on the drone in front of him.
Charles looked down and saw a group of guys in black special forces combat uniforms standing in the street that should have been empty.
The red laser on my body was emitted from the scope of their guns.
Looking at the combat helmets on their heads, the masks with skull patterns, and the tactical grenades hanging on their bodies, Charles inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.
"Put away all your weapons and follow me. Do not take any action without my order."
After Charles said this, he swam down first with his hands. Facing the gun barrel pointing at him, Charles raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.
But at this moment, a soldier with a special eye patch on his eyeball said to a man without a helmet next to him: "Captain, be careful, this guy has a lot of invisible tentacles in front of him, he may not be a human!"
Hearing this, the atmosphere around them instantly became tense. The soldiers immediately put on the four-lens goggles on their heads and quickly put their fingers on the triggers.
"They can actually see my tentacles? Looking at their attire, could these guys really be the remnants of the Foundation?" Charles was slightly shocked.
He had always thought that all the people in the foundation had died long ago, but the current scene couldn't help but rekindle a glimmer of hope in his heart. After all, they were all fellow countrymen from the surface.
After a brief thought, Charles put the tentacle back into his body and said, "I'm not a monster. I'm just an ordinary person."
The leading guy obviously didn't believe Charles so easily, and he raised the gun in his hand.
"What's in your right eye? And what's the tattoo on your neck? Why is there an energy reaction?"
"Don't try to use your invisibility ability to attack us. Our WV goggles can easily see through your tricks!"
Being stared at by those four-eyed goggles, Charles felt like he was being stripped naked.
Just as Charles was thinking of an excuse, a noisy sound suddenly came from the pager hanging on their chest.
"Seal, please reply, there is a swallow perched on the telephone pole at 6 o'clock. It is recommended to evacuate immediately."
The leader of these combat troops gently pressed the pager with his hand and tilted his head slightly. "SEAL received."
The guy nicknamed Seal looked back at Charles and the others. "Now I give you two choices. Either you leave No. 68 immediately, or you lay down any weapons and be escorted to see our leader."
This was a very simple choice for Charles. "I choose the second one. Please wait a moment while I get something."
Charles turned to Dipper and said, "Boatswain, go up and take down my diary. I want to write down everything I will see. No one on the boat should come down and stay here."
Dipper nodded and swam up quickly, and soon he handed the tightly wrapped diary to Charles.
Charles touched the diary in his hand and looked at the seal with a smile. "Can we go now? I really have a lot of questions to ask you."
(End of this chapter)