Two Thousand & Thirteen

Chapter 42 The Deep Sea

On the afternoon of May 9, 2013.

    We are close to the International Allied Forces Pacific Base Rescue Center, China High Seas Rescue Headquarters.

    I saw the scene on the sea surface...

    "Hurry up!" Lai Jie shouted in the loudspeaker: "Protect the technician!"

    The altitude dropped, and Dash 8 was originally a small aircraft. When it hit the clouds, it shook violently, the sky and the ground were pitch black.

Liu Yan immediately closed the diary and shouted: "Contact the headquarters!"

"Communication cut off!" Wang Yang shouted: "     A tropical storm is below!"

Going out, he was immediately hugged by Meng Feng with one arm, and the seat belt clicked firmly.

The strong wind almost overturned the plane, and the Category 12 hurricane was raging over the high seas. Under the dark sky, the spiers of the seventh district released a huge current to spread, and the air was ionized at a high voltage of hundreds of millions of volts at that moment.

    "What the hell are they doing!" Lai Jie yelled.

    Liu Yan roared: "The storm disperser must be broken!"

    "God..."

Everyone looked at the scene outside the window, which was the real world.

    Tens of thousands of huge tentacles rolled over the black-blue Dead Sea. After being passed by the steeple's current, they immediately sank to the bottom of the sea, but more tentacles protruded out of the sea.

The Varyag aircraft carrier was entangled by a thick rotating cable, broke in two and slowly sank into the sea. Thousands of fighter jets braved the hurricane, and the white light that passed through the Tesla circulation coil hovered in the dark sky and dropped bombs.

    "Calling the headquarters, calling the headquarters, here are the Sirius and Hurricanes! Don't hurt your own people!" Wang Yang yelled.

    The annihilator that rushed forward turned somersault in the strong wind, spread its wings away, to dropped a signal.

    "The situation is not good! You have to make an emergency landing on the sea! I will guide you!"

    The Dash 8 passenger plane followed the destroyer plane across the black sea for hundreds of miles. The waves were 20 meters high. The two planes rushed past the easternmost side of the atoll like fallen leaves in the vast sky and earth.

    Black smoke billowed, and an earth-shattering explosion occurred on the sea surface. Dozens of tentacles entangled with each other and rushed into the small nuclear power plant. Thick smoke and flames covered the entire surface of the sea, and the monstrous seawater rushed ashore, washing the two junctions of the atoll island into ruins.

    Thousands of positioning rockets were released from the top of the central spire, spinning and heading towards the sea.

    On the vast sea, the soaring water column detonated by the mine broke through the waves and shot straight into the sky.

    Thunder and lightning struck the sea one after another, and the blinding white light pierced through the window, hurting the eyes.

    Lai Jie's voice came out from the cabin, and he shouted: "Get ready to skydive! Wang Yang! It's up to you!"

    Wang Yang stopped talking, rushed the Dash 8 through countless missiles and hurricanes, thunder, and waves flew in with the destroyer. In the inner ring area of ​​the atoll island, the waves inside were less than five meters high. The destroyer skimmed the sea surface and then rose up, leaving here.