noffsinger Chapter 737 Gains Recognition
Chapter 737 Gains Recognition
The story didn't end the moment the officer's head rolled off the ground; it continued to record the even more brutal and chaotic massacre that followed.
After a brief silence, heart-wrenching screams and chaotic roars erupted on the deck.
"Ashiba! It's not here to help us!"
"It has betrayed us! Attack! Attack now!!"
A South Korean soldier, who looked like an officer, had bloodshot eyes. He raised his automatic rifle, aimed it at the Garchomp, and pulled the trigger!
"Suddenly..."
The scorching bullets rained down on the deep blue scales, but only produced blinding sparks and a crisp "clanging" sound, barely leaving a white mark.
The impact of the bullet made Garchomp stagger slightly, but this completely aroused its ferocity!
"Aww... Fierce Bite!!"
A deafening, ferocious dragon roar drowned out the gunshot! Garchomp's powerful hind legs slammed off the deck, its massive body transforming into a blurry, deep blue afterimage as it crashed straight into the nearest crowd!
The chilling sound of bones and flesh shattering mingled with short, piercing screams!
"Uh... Ahhh..."
Garchomp doesn't even need to use any skills; its terrifying strength and speed, along with its indestructible fin blades, are enough to unleash a one-sided massacre!
With a swipe of the fin blade, a soldier and his rifle were cut in half at the waist; with a slap of the claw, another man's chest caved in and he was sent flying backward.
The giant tail swept across, and three or four soldiers, their bones broken, flew toward the ship's side and plunged into the dark sea.
"Sea Gastrodon! Mud Bomb! Quick!"
Several sea hares mustered their courage and conjured mud projectiles to fire at the Garchomp. However, these attacks had little effect.
Garchomp suddenly turned its head, locked onto a Gastrodon, and opened its mouth to unleash a condensed "Dragon Pulse"!
The dragon-type energy instantly engulfed the poor Gastrodon along with its trainer on the deck.
"A devil! It's a devil! Run!"
"Help! I don't want to die! Asiba!"
"Jump into the sea! Jump into the sea and you might survive!"
The bloody, crushing massacre completely shattered the fighting spirit of the remaining South Korean soldiers.
Military orders and honors are nothing in the face of absolute power disparity and the fear of death.
They screamed and cried, dropping their weapons and running around the deck like headless flies.
Many were tripped by the corpses of their companions and struggled to crawl in pools of blood; many more rushed frantically to the ship's side and jumped into the cold, turbulent sea without regard for their own safety.
Even if there's an unknown deep sea and other potentially dangerous Pokémon below, it's still better than staying on the deck to face that terrifying black and blue killer.
The Garchomp did not pursue the person who jumped into the sea. Its gaze turned to the bridge command room and key parts of the ship.
It began to wreak havoc, its fins tearing open hatches, its claws flattening turrets, its tail severing communication antennas...
It kept in mind Zhang Heng's orders to "create maximum chaos" and "strike at naval forces," and after completely dismantling the destroyer's combat capabilities and command system.
Without pausing, it soared into the sky, hurtling towards another nearby frigate that had been alerted by the horrific scene and was sounding its battle alarm, attempting to turn and create distance...
The following scenes were even more chaotic and fast-paced, but the gore was no less intense.
The second warship was clearly somewhat prepared, attempting to intercept the enemy with its cannons, more sea hares, and a few long-range venomous jellyfish.
However, it had little effect against Garchomp's speed and formidable defense.
It is like a nimble heavy bomber, weaving through a hail of bullets and energy attacks, precisely using earthquake skills.
This caused the ship to shake violently, the deck to crack, and it dealt a devastating blow to the warship, while ruthlessly reaping the lives of those who dared to resist or who did not have time to escape.
The footage from the recorder was filled with the flames of explosions, twisted steel, splattered limbs, oil stains and bloodstains that stained the sea red, and the desperate curses and cries of the South Korean soldiers before they died.
Finally, the Garchomp ceased its attack only after both warships were engulfed in flames, severely listing, and with very few survivors.
It circled once to record its "success," then turned around and sped back towards China, the country it had come from.
The screen ends.
The ward fell silent again, with only the faint sound of the recorder running.
Zhang Heng turned off the projector expressionlessly and casually placed the recorder on the bedside table.
The bloody and cruel scenes in the video did not seem to stir any emotion in him.
The seeds of hatred had already been sown. In his view, some things could only be washed away with the blood of the enemy, even if the process was equally barbaric and ugly.
Garchomp's attack was less a military operation and more a violent outburst with a clear sense of revenge and punishment.
Zhang Heng internally evaluated this "pledge of allegiance."
The execution was adequate, and the damage and casualties were as expected. In particular, the initial fatal blow, which took advantage of the opponent's misjudgment, was ruthless and efficient.
However, the shortcomings are also obvious: the later attacks were somewhat scattered, those who jumped into the sea to escape were not dealt with, and although the damage to the second warship was severe, it was not completely sunk, leaving hidden dangers.
Overall, I'd give it a 7 or 8 out of 10.
It's sharp enough, but not precise or thorough enough. More importantly, it remains to be seen whether the handle of this "knife" is firmly in hand.
He raised his head and looked at the Garchomp, which was still standing with its head bowed, but whose muscles were tense and whose breathing was deliberately slowed down.
It was clearly awaiting judgment, its scarlet pupils glancing nervously at Zhang Heng's face out of the corner of its eye.
"The mission... is basically complete." Zhang Heng said, his voice flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.
Garchomp's body trembled slightly, and its head drooped even lower.
"The initial sneak attack was decisive and ruthless, which is commendable."
Zhang Heng then changed the subject.
"But it was all messy. At least twenty people jumped into the sea to escape. My instructions to you are to 'annihilate' and 'create chaos,' not to scare them away."
Garchomp let out a low, almost whimpering sound, its massive body trembling slightly with fear and self-reproach.
It knew it hadn't done enough, and its master's dissatisfaction was like a bucket of ice water poured over its head.
"but…"
Zhang Heng's tone softened slightly as his gaze fell on the shallow bullet marks on Garchomp's body.
"To cause such damage and casualties while the opponent was on guard, and to be almost unharmed yourself... that proves your worth."
A slap followed by a piece of candy.
Garchomp suddenly raised its head, the fear in its eyes replaced by an incredible surprise and relief.
It understood that although its owner pointed out the shortcomings, overall... he approved of its action!
It was not abandoned, nor was it considered useless!
“Roar…” It let out a low, submissive response, filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.
"Wait for me at the door." Zhang Heng waved his hand and stopped looking at it.
"Fierce Bite!"
Garchomp responded immediately, its movements even showing a hint of eager obedience.
It carefully turned around, taking even slower steps than when it came in, and walked to the door. It gently hooked the doorknob with its paw, slowly pulled it open, squeezed out to the side, and then turned back to gently close the door tightly.
The entire process was almost completely silent, a stark contrast to the devastating image depicted in the video.
"Pfft—Hahaha!"
As soon as the door closed, Qishu couldn't hold back any longer. He pointed in the direction of the door and laughed so hard he almost cried.
"Hahaha! This big guy, he's all about beheading and dismantling boats in the videos, but when he's in front of Brother Heng, he's as timid as a little goldfish!"
Zhang Heng looked at Qi Shu, who was laughing so hard he was doubled over, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips, but his eyes remained calm.
"It's just a decent utility knife. It's sharp, but that's about it. It's not very useful, and it's not a big loss to throw it away for now."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pleasant but urgent notification sounded from the communication device on Qishu's body.
Qi Shu took it out and glanced at it, his little face immediately fell, and he sighed.
"Sigh... Brother Heng, the dojo is urging me to go back."
Zhang Heng nodded understandingly. He would remember Qi Shu's kindness in staying by his side in the ward these past few days without taking off his clothes.
"I'm sorry to have worried you these past few days, and I'm also sorry to have troubled you, Qishu." He didn't thank him, because he truly believed they were family.
"Oh, don't be so polite with me!"
Qi Shu waved his hand, regained his energy, and slung his small bag over his shoulder.
"I'm so glad you're alright! I'll be going now. Xiao Heng, get some rest and remember to go for your follow-up appointments!"
She waved and skipped away from the ward.
Only Zhang Heng and his Pokémon remained in the ward.
He glanced at the bright sunlight streaming through the window, and then, feeling his body recover considerably, decided not to delay any longer.
He got up, went into the private bathroom attached to the ward, washed up briefly with cold water, changed out of his hospital gown, and put on his own set of dark casual clothes that were easy to move in.
The young man in the mirror still looked a little pale, but his eyes had regained their former sharpness and composure.
He put his friends back into their Poké Balls and walked out of the hospital room.
Sure enough, Garchomp stood motionless against the corridor wall outside the door, like the most loyal gargoyle.
Its enormous size even caused passing nurses and patients to give it a wide berth, casting both fearful and curious glances at it.
Upon seeing Zhang Heng emerge, Garchomp immediately straightened its body, its eyes revealing an expression of inquiry and anticipation for instructions.
Zhang Heng glanced at it and suddenly asked, "Can you carry people in flight?"
Garchomp was taken aback at first, then a huge surge of joy welled up inside it! Manned flight? Its master was going to... ride it?
This is not just a task, but also a signal of recognition and closeness!
It nodded vigorously, letting out a low growl of affirmation, and even raised its forelimbs to pat the middle of its broad, solid back with its fin blades, where it was relatively flat, indicating that everything was fine.
Immediately, Garchomp made a peculiar gesture in front of Zhang Heng—it didn't stand up like a bird Pokémon for people to ride, but rather its limbs were slightly tucked in, and its body presented a smooth, crouching posture similar to that of a shark swimming in the water.
But miraculously, its belly did not touch the ground. Its entire massive body defied gravity and hovered steadily in the air about half a foot above the ground, as if an invisible force was supporting it from below.
A hint of curiosity flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes. Garchomp is a Ground/Dragon type and does not have a Flying type, but it possesses this unique "floating" flight ability.
Whether it's its ecological representation of soaring through the high mountains and skies in the Crimson/Purple games, or its role as a reliable riding Pokémon in the anime.
All of these defy the stereotype that "ground-based creatures can't fly"...
Without much hesitation, Zhang Heng took a step forward and leaped lightly, landing steadily on the broad back of the Garchomp.
He crouched down, lowering his center of gravity, one hand supporting the base of the Garchomp's dorsal fin, while the other hand gently pressed against the scales behind its head, which felt cold and hard.
"Roar……"
Garchomp let out a low growl filled with pleasure and solemnity, as if carrying its master was an incredibly honorable task.
It adjusted its hovering height and posture to ensure Zhang Heng was seated securely on its back, and then...
Instead of crashing through the window, it began to "swim" steadily forward along the hospital's spacious corridor!
Yes, swimming!
It hovered in the air, its body swaying as if swimming in water, gradually increasing its speed, nimbly circling around the corner of the corridor, and gliding towards the large open window at the end of the corridor!
The medical staff and patients in the corridor were already dumbfounded.
They darted precisely out of the window, facing a vast sky and the city skyline, and sped off towards the location of the East China League champions' office.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the city swept past beneath my feet.
Zhang Heng sat firmly on the dragon's back, gazing into the distance, pondering the purpose of Xing Wence, the Northwest champion challenger who had broken his father's record and specifically requested to meet him.