The Zetta Sonic
Yellow Tip

Before he could do it again, Alex protested. “You must be kidding me! Next time, tell me early!”

[I think you know.]

“Don't joke! I'm not Otto. I have no interest in memorizing items that are already extinct.” Until then, Alex still has a hard time believing that the scientist who created Zetta Sonic also created a monster that wants to kill him.

All right, maybe not to kill him, just make him sick.

The only thing Alex could be grateful for in such conditions was the floor. His feet were on the ground. He's got more advantage in ground level — in this case, floor. Alex ran for a while to make some distance. A loud noise was heard behind him. Alex knew his opponent had risen. He also turned around. The new gun was in his hand. Alex aiming. Alex shoot. And, nothing happened.

“Sial!” Alex snorts. He doesn't need to be told what's going on. He knew very well that there was not enough aura coming out of him to charge the gun. His hand rushed to pick up another gun. Laser gun. At least, the gun can still work well.

Alex is aiming at the opponent's foot. One shot was shot. In an instant the front legs of the monster were destroyed. This made his opponent squash. Even so, it does not mean that his opponent is paralyzed. The amphibious monster stumbled. Terrible sightings. Crawled on a puddle with a body crushed like clay. The flakes litter the water, making the mud smell bad. It's always torturing Alex.

The stinging smell should be removed immediately. Alex takes the head. Before the distance between them again decreases, Alex shoots him. It's not so effective.

Alex suspects that professor Otto is also doing development for his monster. A laser shot may be able to crush the leg easily, but not with the head. The attack made a wound that invited blood and a loud roar. Alex surprised. The head of the opponent secretes blood like animals in general, although the color is blackish red.

As their distance neared, Alex had already made several shots at his opponent's head. The monster finally fell a few feet before reaching Alex. The boy gasped in his position. His chest was pounding, his heart was beating so fast that he was afraid that he would jump out.

“It's called determination of heart.”

Tiger's voice coming from behind did not make Alex turn away. He is stuck in position. Adrenaline or whatever it's called manages to make it flinch. His hands feel weak. There were two different sensations controlling his heart. One, a stir. Two, a form of relief.

“You stay in position. Keep shooting without shaking. A belief that you can beat your opponent.” Tiger threw a satisfied smile. “That's a progress.”

“I failed to use it,” whispered Alex.

“Oh, about that gun? Don't be so bad. Maybe you think you don't need to use it yet.” Tiger sounded relaxed. “Emil said that the appearance of Dragon Aura is very affected by emotions. You understand what that means, ‘kan?”

“Do you think I should be angry?”

“Fight in anger doesn't always end well, Alex.”

He could have expected Tiger to say it, even though he did not fully understand it. Alex finally turned away despite not getting enlightenment from Tiger. “Don't tell me you were there,” protest.

“Kless more. Watching fight. I enjoyed it.”

Dragon Aura's appearance was affected by emotions? It was clearly not as easy as he said. That's abstract. For the first time in his life, Alex hopes that there will be a manual on Dragon Blood research.

“Hey, we need to move. Now,” Tiger said again.

“Underwater facilities.” Alex knows. He recalled that time was a luxury that he could not get right now. “How about all this?” ask Alex while giving a glance.

The place is fucked up. Destroyed in the real sense. The fish floundered on the floor. Muddy water. The dinosaur monster. The pooled water was mixed with mud from the rest of the monsters. Nauseating aroma. Not a sight that can be forgotten in a short time. Alex did not want to imagine the reaction of the original aquarium officers.

“You know what's fun when you join Special Force?” Tiger did not answer, instead throwing another question.

Alex shrugged his shoulders. “Exciting fight?”

Tiger shook his head, looking very happy as well as proud of his work. “We make a mess. Someone else will take care of it. Come, go. Hurry along! Jayden waiting for us.”

“We found Jayden's position?”

“Maybe. Tiger is wrong. He didn't expect to give Alex too much hope and expectation. He hurriedly turned around. Without speaking, Tiger instead started running, leaving Alex and and the topic

“What does that mean?” Alex was running right behind him.

“Emil detect signal from inside underwater facility.”

Tiger stopped there, not continuing. Alex doesn't want to ask anymore. He realized he hoped big when Jayden was there.

With Tiger, Alex runs back into the submarine that has been waiting for him. On the submarine this time, Emil set the navigation. In no time at all, Alex found himself at the door. The door was exactly the same as the image he had seen before. There are some obvious differences there.

In the picture, the door is closed. In reality, the door is open. All doors. Seven doors in total. The large door in the middle was gaping wide, showing a giant dark tunnel inside. There's a little light on the edge. That was all that made them able to recognize the tunnel.

Meanwhile, the other door around the main door also opened. Six circular doors. Three on the left, three on the right. If the door in the middle allowed seawater to enter her, six circular doors would actually pop out the goods. They show what's behind it. Each door carries one missile. Big yellow missiles.

“Mudals under the sea?” ask Tiger. “For what?”

With the size of a missile of that size, its explosion could devour anything easily. Maybe a skyscraper, maybe a village, maybe a city. Alex doesn't understand that much. He also had time to imagine what would happen if the missile exploded there. If that happened, there would definitely be a huge wave happening on the surface.

As the radar in their SM-204 submarine roared, the three agents were aware. They are the target of the missiles.