The World of Masks

There have been a lot of ships coming and going near New Zealand since the war began. It is because today, we must carry supplies that the Allied forces must use to fight for our lives and secure the realm of humanity. It may have been the same in any era, but supply is of particular importance to modern armies. No matter how motivated and morally charged an army is, you need bullets to fight. The coalition's bullet consumption was even more intense because monsters had to deal with life and defense and undead creatures that were otherwise undead. Munitions factories around the world worked hard to photograph the supplies, and all transport vessels from all over the country flew supplies to New Zealand.

It was obviously an important mission, but the transport of supplies had nowhere to go to be comfortable. The Allied forces have already seized control of the sanctuary. Even if we were to be attacked by the existence of another world, we would only have to queek at an unpopular attack that the undead are crawling up to take over the transport ship, so an attack of that magnitude would have been enough to be repelled if a force with ample weapons could board the transport ship together. And the attack hid its tracks as soon as the Allied forces took control. It was a relaxing and relaxing mission compared to the transportation operations during World War II, where supplies were loaded and full because it could always be exposed to aircraft or submarines.

But that comfort was also to this day.

Kuang!

A giant tail from beneath the sea strikes the side of the transport ship. A transport ship carrying a fleet of munitions to New Zealand was staggered by a coalition contract. The side of the transport ship was badly dented.

"Ahhhh!"

"Hold on! Hold on to something!"

A deck full of cargo rolls to one side. It was like seeing toys shaking around as the child moved.

Splash, splash!

The buckle snaps on impact and a lot of cargo falls into the sea. Prices alone saw hundreds and tens of millions of dollars turn into useless waste, but those who had to worry about it were also busy tying up their own more important lifelines.

The transport remains well balanced while dumping the cargo into the sea. The size of the monster attacking the transport ship was twice or three times the size of the monster's muscle. It was not an easy sinking ship.

"Hard to port! Get out of here!"

The captain shouts as if his head were about to explode. The helmsman turns the key to the left, sharply. The stomach is slightly tilted and turns quickly to the left. On the one hand, a crew grabbed the comms and desperately called for help.

"Fuck, we don't know! I'm being attacked by a giant dinosaur!"

The other side of the communication asked me to stay calm and to explain the situation accurately, but all I was going back to was a nasty shout. The crew was not strong enough to react calmly and calmly when attacked by the unknown.

Luckily, I was able to get the coordinates to the nearest naval ship. It was a beam of light that came down into the dark night sky.

To meet with the Navy, the shuttle changed course again. Again, the ship shook violently. The engine starts racing at full speed with a loud bang. Unfortunately for the crew, the monster no longer had any intention of letting this big toy stand in its way.

The monster swings lightly back to the back of the boat. As the screws worked hard, I could see the thrust of the hull pushing away. Compared to the hull of the ship, the monster presses down on an unrivaled screw without hesitation.

Qajik!

The blade of the screw flew off as it bent. The drive shaft that was transmitting the power was also bent and silent.

Boom!

The transport ship raises a white blizzard and cuts through the currents, stopping like a lie. Ships that have lost their propulsion have no choice but to flow with the birds. It is usually said to drift away in this case. Of course, the captain and the crew had to look white.

The crew continues to manipulate several instruments, but the ship remains stationary. The engine is back in one piece. But the whole screw that turns the engine into thrust fell off. It was like removing all the wheels from the car.

"What's going on?"

"Sh, I think I've been hit by a screw."

A crew member replies with a blank face to the captain's shout. All the crew had to do was look dejected. I lost even the means of escape when a monster attacked me.

The monster that cut off the power of the transport ship looms around the ship. It was a predator's move to explore how to break the wounded prey's breath. For a short time, the crew trembled in horror. It seems crazy to think that monster might attack them again. As if trying to ease their pain, the monsters turn back towards the transport ship.

Sharp claws sweep through the base of the hull.

Kwajic!

You have a sharp wound. The seawater begins to flow through the breach.

Quack, quack!

The monster doesn't seem to be satisfied with one place, leaving claw marks everywhere. It was designed to withstand any level of flooding, but it was heavy because the water was swept in from all sides. The transport ship slowly hides itself in the middle of the sea, creating a huge vortex.

Whoo-hoo!

Using the setting of a slowly sinking transport ship, the monster cries out loudly, as if boasting of his criminal record.

* * *

The raid on the other side, on the other hand, was much different from the raid on the transport ship.

Pow, pow, pow!

A column of water rises as the mine explodes. A small rainbow appeared because of the scattered drops in the air. I would have been forced into the same mood to stir up susceptibility that would not normally be there, but I could not afford for the soldiers now.

Whoo-hoo!

I hear that creepy sound again. The bombing attack must have gone back to failure.

"Holy shit!"

Two or two!

A soldier fires a machine gun on the deck above the sea. However, such an attack was not enough to attack a monster that allied the sea with nature. It was a waste of ammunition.

Gaaaah!

A big tail reappears from under the sea. You turn the cannon and hit the tail of a destroyer without even firing. The radar is bent and the deck is in chaos. Because of its relatively low height, the massive leaning destroyer loses its resilience and begins to submerge to the left.

"Ahhhh!"

The crew starts jumping, screaming. As the bubbles surge, seawater spills into the interior of the destroyer. It was sunk no matter who saw it.

The Admiral of this fleet, who was watching from the bridge of the carrier, was forced to punch through the wall.

"Damn it!"

There were only three destroyers that had already sunk. We lost contact with the submarine escorting us into the sea a long time ago. There were not even a few aircraft carriers on the deck of the aircraft carrier with a single tail. All of them fell into the sea during the monster attack. Even a few who were barely holding on were unable to leave because their wings were broken or their fuselage was broken.

Pow, pow, pow!

A torpedo has launched from a surviving destroyer. The torpedoes went straight ahead, leaving the white foam behind, but it was not enough to hit the monsters. The monster dodges the torpedoes with a fluffy gesture that doesn't fit into its giant body. The aimless torpedoes have disappeared into the deep sea.

Boom, boom! Boom!

A cannon shot was fired at a place where monsters could be found, as if they couldn't give up yet. The cannonball rocks the sea with a thunderbolt and a high tornado rises. However, there was no way a cannon could hit a fast-moving monster in the sea with a snow vision.

Kuang!

The monster attacks hit the carrier this time. As the hull sways, the crew loses their center and rolls around. Screams and groans pour out. But this attack was a failure. No matter how big the monsters were, it was not enough to sink a much larger aircraft carrier just by tailing it down. Despite the shaking of the status quo, the carrier was still standing overboard.

'But I wouldn't say that.'

The captain's eyes were filled with despair. The hair flyer he was already leading was so broken he couldn't put the word "flyer." What's the point of a helmet without an escort and a fighter plane? Moreover, the monster had already broken the screws on the carrier and had already completely cut off its maneuverability. Now, the carrier was destined to drift around with the power of the birds.

We sent out a request for rescue, but there was no guarantee that reinforcements would arrive on time. No, it doesn't matter if you show up on time. How do you attack a giant monster that moves freely in the sea? The opposing team dodges all mines and torpedoes. If those two attacks didn't work, there would be, quite frankly, no more means for humanity to attack objects in the sea.

A cramp appeared on the captain's face, looking bitterly down at the bridge of the aircraft carrier. You see the undead climbing up to the deck of the carrier. You shaped the capture of the aircraft carrier as you destroyed the US7th fleet. It was not a very intimidating attack if we were to be prepared, but the carrier's situation was now impossible to be prepared for.

The captain quietly touches his pistol. The pistol, which was unfamiliar, was not as unfamiliar as this moment. He hesitates for a while, and decides to pull the pistol firmly.

Bang!

A short gunshot rings out from the bridge.

It was a moment when another fleet disappeared into history on the New Zealand coast.