Chapter 370 Giant Unknown Land Creature

Hawaii, Oahu Island, Pearl Harbor.

Magnesium Naval Base.

Spacious military landing strip.

Three men and two women are meeting here.

All five men were wearing black special forces combat uniforms and looked well-trained. They carried backpacks and equipment as they walked up the runway, where a V-22 tilt-rotor aircraft, also known as the famous Osprey helicopter, was parked.

The leader was the black man Aaron Brooks.

He called on everyone to enter the belly of the Osprey one by one.

The rear hatch slowly closed.

The giant propellers on both sides of the Osprey helicopter began to rotate rapidly towards the sky, lifting this behemoth off the ground and slowly rising into the air, flying out of Pearl Harbor and Oahu Island.

At this moment, the Kolau Mountains on the south coast of the island are different from those calm deep-water ports. The coast covered with black reefs is constantly being beaten and eroded by the surging waves.

An osprey flew overhead.

The black and gold power armor that had been hiding in the reefs, the wings on the flight backpack automatically unfolded, the turbine roared, and white flames spewed out of the tail. It also took off following the Osprey, flying very low, almost flying close to the waves.

…

The osprey flew all the way to the depths of the sea.

Fu Qinghai followed him all the way.

Two hours later.

The sky gradually turned from clear to dark, and a drizzle began to fall over the sea, dripping on the sea surface. The Osprey helicopter was flying high in the sky, and Fu Qinghai was sticking to the sea surface.

The waves are getting bigger and bigger, and the storm is approaching.

Fu Qinghai was very clear: Skull Island was approaching.

According to the setting of the Monster Movie Universe, this island is one of the key nodes connecting to the inner world. Perhaps because of some energy effect or special geographical phenomenon from the inner world, it is surrounded by strong storms all year round. Before humans launched low-Earth orbit satellites, the existence of this island had never been discovered.

The huge hurricane on the sea and the dark clouds in the sky merged into one, raging and roaring endlessly. As the planes and power armor approached the storm area, the drizzle gradually turned into a rainstorm, crackling on the metal shell. In the rainstorm and clouds, the light of lightning was faintly lit.

The osprey plunged headfirst into the gray storm.

Fu Qinghai also rushed into the hurricane right after him.

…

Aaron looked at everyone in the cabin and said,

"This is a new team, but you are all the elites of the Monarch Organization, the monster hunters of the new era. The destination of this operation, Skull Island, is the top secret of the Monarch Organization. It is not a scout outing. We must be careful."

If Fu Qinghai heard what he said, he would definitely complain in his heart:

Monster Hunter? You can stop the dragon car with a big sword, so you are a Monster Hunter?

"I know, I know, Brooks, we don't need a mental shout-out."

A man with slicked-back hair nearby said nonchalantly.

The person who spoke was Yevgeny Medov, an expert in code-breaking who was proficient in various ancient cipher mechanisms.

"Take it easy. Aaron is right. He took a huge risk to let us participate in his father's mission. Facing a place like Skull Island, although the headquarters has tacitly approved our actions, we should still be cautious."

Evelyn Metmewe chimed in.

She holds a doctorate in both medicine and philosophy.

"I completely agree with you. No matter how dangerous it is, I don't regret participating in this operation. But what about you, Aaron? I feel like you still have to convince yourself."

A man with a mustache said.

As he said this, he put his arm around Aaron's shoulders.

This is Walter R. Rioch, a mythologist, linguist, very intelligent, and fluent in five foreign languages.

"snort."

Aaron Brooks snorted and said:

"My father and Monarch want to keep Skull Island a secret forever... But screw them. I will not leave matters concerning the survival of mankind to a mutated black monkey. Humans have the right to know about the existence of Skull Island, and I must see with my own eyes what the giant gorilla that my father praised so highly is."

Perhaps influenced by his experience in the Imperial organization, Aaron Brooks is filled with a sense of justice and mission to be responsible for humanity, and he is somewhat pretentious.

A sturdy woman with short platinum blonde hair laughed and said,

"Haha, we are now 15,000 feet above the Monster Islands, in a military fighter plane that can fly through a hurricane. What is there to worry about?"

This is Helen Karsten, a wilderness survival expert and retired Navy petty officer. She was also the one who hired the pilot.

She had just finished speaking.

"Boom!"

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and the plane suddenly tilted.

The turbulence in the cabin caused everyone to stagger.

Fortunately, they were all well-trained and quickly grabbed the various handrails in the cabin and did not fall to the ground.

The Osprey tilted its wings and continued to fly forward.

Everyone just managed to steady themselves.

"Boom!"

The plane sank suddenly.

Several people were thrown to the ground again.

Military aircraft are different from civil airliners. The sound insulation effect of military aircraft is very poor. Passengers inside the aircraft can hear clearly any bumps and noises outside the aircraft.

"Crack!"

The white lightning struck almost close to the window.

The light was so bright that everyone in the cabin couldn't help but squint their eyes.

"Aaron, are you sure this route is okay?"

Evelin was only a scholar after all, and after experiencing continuous bumps at this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little worried, so she asked.

"This is the sailing route recorded in my father's field records. There is absolutely no problem. They entered Skull Island along this route."

Aaron said in a deep voice, his tone very firm.

It seems like he is encouraging his teammates and cheering himself up.

At this moment, outside the cabin, the wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and there were thunder and lightning. Aaron Brooks and his team could follow the route explored in the last scientific expedition. But Fu Qinghai did not have these advantages. After diving into the storm, the visibility suddenly dropped, and he soon lost his tracking target. The whole view in the eyepiece was a gray scene.

However, the storm area that even large cargo ships and helicopters can pass through smoothly is a piece of cake for Fu Qinghai. Since he has already found Skull Island with them, there is no need to follow these unlucky guys and jinxes who all died in the original story for subsequent explorations.

You are completely capable of exploring the island on your own.

Thinking of this, Fu Qinghai no longer tried to retrieve the Osprey helicopter. Instead, the flying backpack directly activated the afterburner mode. A large and long flaming tail suddenly burst out from the tail nozzle, and it disappeared into the depths of the storm with a whoosh.

The osprey was still flying unsteadily.

Evelin sat in her seat, holding the cloth belt tightly in her palm, looking out the window through the narrow window, with some sadness in her eyes, no longer the firm look she had at the beginning.

Suddenly, she saw in the dark clouds and hurricane...

There seemed to be a flash of white light.

Evelin blinked quickly.

When I looked again, there was nothing, as if it was just an illusion.

At this time, Aaron Brooks returned from the cockpit, holding the cabin door with one hand and said to everyone:

"Everyone listen up, check your equipment one last time. Once you're out of the storm, immediately look for a landing site."

"After landing, we will try to collect as much evidence as possible and leave immediately after we have collected it. The limit is 72 hours."

Aaron looked around and said in a deep voice:

"They tried to hide it, but it's clear that they were doomed to fail. The world has a right to know everything about Skull Island."

At this moment, the sky in the distance suddenly began to become bright.

The rain gradually became less frequent and light shone through the clouds.

"We've passed through the storm area!"

Pilot Cejudo turned around and yelled:

"The visibility is pretty good."

Everyone looked out the window.

The coastline is not far away, dotted with tall, lush islands, and the intense erosion of the pure blue, high-salt seawater has created a magnificent sculpture effect.

The mountain and sea scenery is beautiful and charming. The bay is a very typical limestone karst landform. From a distance, it looks a bit like Vietnam's Halong Bay, the place nicknamed "Guilin on the Sea". The hazy and poetic warm yellow light spreads all over the earth.

"There are island legends popping up all over the world: Atlantis, Thule, Lemuria... but here, Skull Island, is reality!"

Looking at the beautiful island outside the window that looked like a fairyland, mythologist Riochi murmured.

Fortunately, it finally came out!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

......

However, just as it entered the flying range of this "fairyland" island, the Osprey came under a powerful attack.

"It's the Horror Vulture!"

Aaron Brooks yelled.

Outside the cabin, a large group of flying creatures that resembled giant bats surrounded the entire Osprey, flapping their translucent wing membranes and emitting piercing and heart-wrenching screams from their bloody mouths. They were constantly besieging this huge metal creature. What was horrifying was that they seemed to have no fear of death at all and actually rushed to crash into the Osprey's propeller blades.

Even if blood and flesh fly everywhere, I am not afraid.

"How do you know their names?"

Karsten asked back.

"Nonsense, this is the creature my mother named. Oh my god, don't tell me you didn't even take a look at the copy of Cryptozoology I gave you before you boarded the plane!"

Aaron yelled angrily.

Evelyn quickly took out an illustrated book from her backpack. On the cover was written "Level 4 Secret of the Monarch Organization" and the author was written "Lin Shan". It seemed that this was Aaron's mother, a member of the scientific expedition team that followed Professor Bill Randa to explore Skull Island.

I opened the book and it said:

Monarch Organization Name: Psycho Vulture

Cryptozoological Classification: Insinian Falcon

Wingspan: 2.74 meters

Kingdom: Combat Pterosaurs Superfamily

: Reptilia Mixed Subphylum Predatory

habits: Omnivorous

According to biologist Lin Shan:

"The Psycho Vulture is the absolute ruler of the sky, with a maximum wingspan of three meters. Its hard bone structure is extended by soft tissue wing membranes, which are spread out like a solid metal blade wing, easily coping with the strong winds that raged on Skull Island. The creature's optic nerve is its weak point. Initial studies found that they have no visual imaging, but later studies found that they have evolved unique thermal sensing, allowing them to detect the temperature of their prey's blood in the night sky. Its slender bones activate echolocation by emitting a series of tapping or low humming sounds, which also causes the creature to pose a threat to its own species."

The frightened vultures are still rushing to their deaths.

"boom--"

Black smoke and flames burst from the Osprey's propeller.

"Emergency landing, we must make an emergency landing!"

Pilot Cejudo exclaimed.

In the event of an emergency landing, the integrity of the cabin cannot be guaranteed.

"Let's skydive immediately!"

Aaron made a prompt decision and said to everyone.

They had packed all their equipment long before landing on the island. Now they just had to put on their bubble helmets and wait for the Osprey's tail door to slowly open.

A violent gust of wind rushed into the cabin.

"Jump!"

Aaron shouted.

Then the five people jumped out of the cabin one after another.

"White clouds" spread out in the sky. The terrain in this area is very complex, with high mountains, forests, cliffs and rift valleys. Fortunately, they used wing-shaped paragliders instead of round parachutes, so they could tighten the parachute ropes to adjust the direction. Several people followed Aaron, who jumped first, and quickly flew to the top of a cliff.

The Fright Vulture seemed to have some ferocious habit of challenging large creatures. It kept circling around the smoking and stalled Osprey, ignoring the five small creatures around it.

Several people landed smoothly on the top of the cliff.

Thick grass provided a buffer.

Several people quickly folded up the parachute and cut the parachute rope with a dagger, then gathered together and looked out of the cliff. The view here was very broad, with magnificent mountains and winding rivers, and in the distant sky, there was also a large group of strange creatures with emerald green bat wings soaring.

"Was that the creature that attacked us?"

Riochi asked in shock.

"No."

Evelyn shook her head and said:

"Look at their emerald green translucent wing membranes. They are obviously not a subspecies... Let me see. They are called 'Ikaros Wings', or 'Leaf Pterosaurs'. Dr. Lin Shan's book records the habits of this creature."

Evelyn then opened the book and read:

"The most obvious feature of the Wing of Ikaros is its long nose, which is not only inserted on the top of its head like a spike, but also covered with fibrous spines, with powerful paralytic toxins at the end of the spines. It is also because of the paralytic toxin that the natives of Skull Island like to capture the Wing of Ikaros and make it into hallucinogenic powder. They believe that this powder can treat mental illness."

After reading, Evelin closed the book:

"Leave here, they are also very aggressive."

Aaron has been trying to contact Osprey:

"Cejudo, Cejudo, can you hear me?"

After multiple unsuccessful calls, Aaron couldn't help but curse:

"Damn, the helicopter may have crashed."

"Oh, that's great news."

Medoff rolled his eyes.

Aaron looked at everyone and said in a deep voice:

"Collective report, how is the situation?"

"It couldn't be better."

Karsten pulled a Nepalese knife from his backpack.

"I sprained my ankle, but it's okay."

Evelyn said, pressing her ankle.

"I also want to leave here right away, but where should I go?"

Medov looked at Evelyn and asked. Before the woman could answer, he looked at everyone and expressed his thoughts:

"There is no doubt that we should look for Cejudo and the helicopter first. Our supplies and our mapping equipment are all on that plane. Without the helicopter, we can't even leave here and return to the human world."

"He flew southwest."

Carsten added.

It seemed that she also agreed to look for the helicopter first.

"No, we should look for the indigenous tribes first."

Rioch expressed his objection, turned his head to look at the leader Aaron Brooks, waved his hand and said:

"There are carnivores everywhere here. Now is our lunch, Aaron. We must get in touch with the local natives. We need a guide, otherwise we won't be able to move forward!"

Aaron heard this and said cautiously,

"My father's notes did mention the indigenous people, but the premise is that they really exist..."

"Look, Rioch, I know you're a mythologist, and you want to study the natives, and you want to learn their history, and I respect that, and I mean it."

Medoff tried to reason with Rioch:

"But everything we need is on that Osprey. If we can't get out of here, all our research will be meaningless and all five of us will be doomed."

"I'm not offering my opinion in any personal interest, Medoff."

Riochi looked very unhappy.

"He's right, Riochi. Our pilot may be injured. We can't just leave him alone."

Evelyn interjected.

Seeing everyone arguing, Aaron suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"Hey, look, what is that!"

Karsten's shout attracted everyone's attention.

They all turned their heads to look.

"Chuckle, chuckle…"

A low roar coming from deep in the throat.

A group of strange creatures that looked like spotted hyenas and velociraptors were slowly approaching the cliff.

"The Razorback Jackal!"

Aaron's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

According to the Cryptozoology, the creature's spine grows outward and is covered with fibrous spines that are as sharp as wire, and its atypical milky white blood is rich in calcium deposits. They attack and cannibalize their own kind, and even cannibalize themselves when there is no prey. Their nature is very ferocious.

Everyone raised their guns.

Survival expert and retired navy officer Karsten held a pistol in one hand and a scimitar in the other. He stared at the group of jackals in front of him, not daring to look away for a moment. He stepped back step by step and whispered:

"We are heading towards the cave at seven o'clock..."

The words have not been finished yet.

"roar!"

A razor-backed jackal pounced forward.

"Da da da da!"

Everyone pulled the trigger and shot.

However, just like when they faced the Horror Vultures before, these fierce creatures on Skull Island were completely different from ordinary animals in the outside world. They were not afraid of gunshots, fire, pain... or even death!

Small-caliber weapons could hardly kill them completely. After the Razorback Jackal was shot and fell to the ground, it was still limping forward, opening its long, serrated mouth and biting the air non-stop.

"ah!"

Carsten, who was standing at the front of the team, was swarmed by three or five razor-backed jackals. They bit him hard on various parts of his body and tore him to pieces in an instant. He only had time to let out a short scream before he died.

Each razor-backed jackal held a woman's body part in its mouth, including arms, thighs, head, and a bunch of wet and bloody intestines, swallowing them in big gulps.

The remaining people were frightened and screamed.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

This open space on the alpine lawn cliff was empty on three sides. Facing the siege of a large group of Razorback Jackals, there was no defense or cover to rely on. Aaron quickly ordered a retreat. While several Razorback Jackals were busy fighting and tearing at Karsten's broken body, everyone turned around and ran back in panic.

The Razorback Jackal was chasing after him.

The four of them fled in a panic, tumbling and crawling.

Medov, who was chasing and fleeing all the way, was suddenly caught up by a razor-backed jackal in two steps. The crocodile-like serrated mouth bit his chest, and the sharp teeth dug into his flesh, causing the man to scream in pain and fire randomly.

"No!"

Aaron roared and was about to turn around to save his companions.

Suddenly, the knife-backed jackal, which had its prey in its mouth, suddenly opened its mouth and let go of the man. Its cloudy yellow triangular eyes stared at Aaron's back, and it crawled on the ground, shivering and trembling, and then retreated step by step.

The other Razorback Jackals also stopped.

As if they sensed some kind of breath, the Razorback Jackals that were chasing happily either wandered in place or hesitated to move forward. The black mane behind their necks stood up, their dinosaur-like sharp front claws drooped, and they let out low growls of fear from their mouths.

Aaron's neck was stiff and he turned his head inch by inch.

There was nothing scary or weird behind him.

There was only a dark and quiet cave.

It was the cave that Karsten had pointed out at the beginning.

It was also their original retreat target.

"Well..."

Medov fell to the ground, his chest covered in blood and he groaned in pain.

His teammate was in critical condition and there was no time to think. Aaron quickly stepped forward to pick him up, then put him on his shoulder, gave a call and led everyone to retreat towards the cave.

The Razorback Jackals, who had been fearless in the face of gunfire, stopped chasing them. Instead, they stopped where they were and watched them retreat into the cave.

The entrance of the cave is huge and spacious, while the interior is deep and tortuous.

Aaron and the other three, each supporting each other, were about to enter the cave when a cold wind blew in from the cave. The few people who were originally sweating profusely shivered at the same time and stood there gasping for breath.

"They are obviously afraid of something..."

Riochi took a breath and whispered,

"Tell me, what kind of creature can scare even the Razorback Jackal?"

Aaron and Evelyn looked at each other.

"Could it be..."

Could it be the legendary "giant unidentified land creatures", which were initially named "MUTO" by the Imperial Organization and later renamed "Titans"?

"According to Dr. Lin Shan's Cryptozoology, there are two types of Titan beasts on Skull Island."

Evelyn whispered.

"King Kong, or Skull Crawlers."

Aaron took over the conversation and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Except for Medov, who was dying from excessive blood loss, the three people who were still sane looked up at the deep cave.

I can't stop imagining...

What kind of terrifying existence is inside?

On this side, his teammates are on the verge of death, and on the other side, there is a possibility of a giant unknown land creature. Aaron Brooks is in a dilemma for a moment and doesn't know what to do.

"etc..."

Evelyn suddenly narrowed her eyes and said,

"I seem to see a fire... As far as I know, neither King Kong nor Skull Crawlers can use fire."

The two men looked up quickly.

The cave was deep and dark, with no fire at all.

"I can't care less!"

Aaron gritted his teeth and said:

"Medoff must get medical attention immediately."

After saying that, he carried his injured teammate and walked towards the depths of the cave, one step deep and one step shallow.

Evelyn and Leof could only run to catch up.

As they went deeper into the cave, the light of fire that Evelyn had mentioned became more and more obvious—someone was indeed making a fire, which was reflected on the stone wall. When the four of them finally found the source of the light...

It was beyond their expectations.

No King Kong, no skull crawlers.

There was only a man wearing heavy black and gold power armor, sitting quietly by the campfire with his back to them, with a silver giant sword, a black gun and a helmet placed aside. The swaying and jumping firelight reflected his tall and majestic back.

This black-haired giant, who was of unusual height, was holding a razor-backed jackal's hind leg in one hand and a pair of fright vulture's wings in the other, and was feasting on the food.

Both the wings and hind legs were roasted to a charred aroma and sprinkled with spices. On the wooden rack in front of the campfire, there was a giant spider leg thicker than a tree trunk.

All three of them were stunned.

"You're here."

Fu Qinghai turned around and looked at a few people and said.

"Yes, it's you..."

Evelyn recognized the man.

He widened his eyes in surprise.

At this moment, she suddenly realized:

The records in Dr. Lin Shan's "Cryptozoology" may not all be correct.

The Razorback Jackals and the Fright Vultures are not brainless creatures, they also know fear and they also know how to be afraid...it's just that human guns are not enough to make them feel afraid.

......

(End of this chapter)