Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again. - Chapter 351

Chapter 351: Man vs Crocodylus…1
The wind was howling across the mountain. Snow was falling heavier than ever, a white curtain that swallowed sight and sound. In the midst of this downpour, the two squads from Fortress four trudged forward, their boots crunching into ice that seemed to bite back. But their feet did not feel anything as the insides were lined with a protective layer.

The trucks which had delivered them had been left behind to avoid alerting the enemy. At the center of their march, a robot hauled a large crate on wheels which contained weapons altered with alien tech or directly acquired from Bjorn’s catalogue. Sunshine knew they would need every weapon in her arsenal to take on the Crocodylus.

For once, silence accompanied them. No jokes from Philip and Siegfried. No teasing Father Nicodemus. Best of all, no foolish mistakes so far. And it remained that way until they reach Busker safely, entering the town without startling its mostly four legged residents.

A shadow passed above.

“Pink.” Major Elio shared.

At the front, Sunshine raised her hand. “They know we are here. She snitched on us.”

Father Nicodemus cursed. Under normal circumstances, he would have been teased. But given what was to come, nobody cared.

Then the ground shook.

A roar split the wind, low and guttural, vibrating through the snow, scattering the white hills it had formed. The team froze. Out of the white flaky blanket lumbered the familiar shape–massive, scaled and wrong. An abomination. The Crocodylus.

“Are those ice thorns on its back?” Philip asked.

“To think I used to think gators were cute.” Siegfried said.

Leah was one of those that were seeing the beast for the first time in person. She stepped around her husband, focusing her eyes on the sickly greenish ones of the crocodylus. Wind swirled around her like ribbons. “Can we begin already? If I can’t kill Moon now, I have to kill this bitch.”

“Does everyone remember the game plan?” Sunshine asked.

The beast lunged forward, snapping its jaws of death that were wide enough to swallow a building. The team scattered around, their powers igniting at the same time in perfect sync.

Phillip hurled fireballs, melting snow into big puddles. Father Nicodemus dropped poison in the puddles. Leah whipped gusts of wind, trying to distract the beast as the poison was added and then she tried to push its head inside.

They had come with five possible ways to kill off the beast quickly and poisoning it was one. But pushing its head into the water was like one ordinary man trying to pull an entire airplane with a rope.

From a distance, Tommy was unleashing arcs of lightning that danced across the beast’s scales. At the same time, he was using the lightning to electrocute its legs.

Sunshine had frozen those same legs, locking the beast in place as the system scanned for its weak point. As long as she found it, the battle could be ended much more quickly.

But the crocodylus was relentless. It broke through the ice and shrugged off the lightning. Barreling forward with terrifying momentum, it headed for Leah.

It was not the only trouble they had. As anticipated, other mutated beasts had come out of hiding. They were annoyances that they needed to battle and finish quickly before the crocodylus got the upper hand.

“Why can’t they come one at a time?” Father Nicodemus groaned, decapitating three razor hounds with a single twirl of his feathers. “It is much more difficult to choose which one to kill first when they surround us in circles.”

Major Elio frowned. “Ask the snow!” Major Elio shouted, shooting a dog between the eyes. If anyone was undergoing a greater challenge, it was him. He was the one whose ability mostly had him deal with one creature at a time.

Tank opened the crate, and it separated into different sections, widening to the size of a truck. Out rolled their upgraded weapons which Sunshine had prepared the night before. Rifles, blades, grenades—some hummed and others vibrated. One was the net which she had purchased just for the crocodylus. It was strong enough to constrict even the strongest of beasts.

“Team Crocodylus, net the head.” Sunshine barked. “If we blind it, we can control its movements.”

Morris and Dominic moved in sync, grabbing the net from two sides. Leah joined them in the middle, pushing it forward with a blast of wind.

“Would you hurry up?” Phillip screamed. The beast was on his tail, having been annoyed by his fire that he kept shooting at its nose.

With hoses in hand, Nimo and Nala released hot water mixed with chili and other hot spices, aiming for the eyes of the crocodylus. It was in a special tank in the cart which was also prepared by Sunshine.

The crocodylus roared in anger.

The net was hurled across the beast’s snapping jaws. its sensors came to life, it wrapped around the head, tightening and glowing as it constricted. The beast thrashed, snow exploding around it, but the net held.

Riding a gust of wind, Leah sliced off two ice thorns that looked more like icicles. “How do you like that, Moon?” She screamed.

Sunshine paused mid-zap at the crocodylus’s tail. “Leah…” she wanted to say that the beast was not Moon, but she figured it was useless. From now on, everything Leah fought and killed would probably have Moon’s face.

“Did your wife name it?” Morris asked Dominic.

Dominic was distracted by something else and that was Philip. The fire starter was taunting the crocodylus, dancing stupidly in front of the beast.

He turned to Morris and said, “He does know that there is another one, right?”

Meanwhile, Sunshine froze the beast’s legs, and its thrashing grew weaker. Leah pushed its head down into the poisoned water.

Father Nicodemus landed on its back, examining the scales for the right point to slash and separate the beast from its head.

Finally, the system provided Sunshine with the answer she had been seeking. It provided a picture of the crocodylus, showing a strange sac bulging from the creature’s spine.

“The sac of course!” Sunshine gasped. Or in her past life, it was what people called the heart of the mother beast. “Why didn’t I figure that out earlier?”

“What?” Leah asked her.

Sunshine shouted loudly, for the priest to hear, “Find the sac. It is somewhere on the back under one of the icicles or thorns.”

“Of course it’s on the back.” Leah snapped. “Because why make it easy on us? Bad bitches are always the hardest to kill.”

Sunshine processed the words, knowing that Leah did not mean bad bitches in the coolest sense.

More people climbed onto the beast’s back, some using ropes and others using their abilities to launch themselves up. They ran along its spine, dodging ice spikes, cutting them down with swords, aiming for the sac.

The crocodylus bucked wildly, trying to throw them off.

Before they could finish it off, the ground shook again.

Another roar that shook hearts.

From the thick snow emerged a second crocodylus–larger, angrier and male. Its eyes burned with fury and its scales gleamed like opal.

“Finally.” Sunshine whispered with a smile.