Can an aircraft carrier sway like this?
A group of guards on the plane turned pale. Although they had already put life and death at risk and had been through many battles, they had never seen such a violent shaking of the aircraft carrier.
What’s even more difficult to control is that vomiting can be shaken like this for a few minutes, and they are almost going to vomit, and they have to endure not to lose face to their prophets.
Two ground crew members struggling on deck are guiding and towing the transport plane, and several navy officers with bad looks are holding each other in groups to meet the people. Even the navy can get used to this terrible weather.
It’s absolutely risky to come to the deck in this weather
They are all wearing fixed ropes and holding a few long ropes in their hands. "Hang your waist!"
If you don’t hang on, this weather will easily be blown into the sea.
"Let’s hold hands and don’t be blown away by the wind, or you will probably get hurt …"
Olion came from the ship and knocked down the deck.
"Mr. Prophet, please take this rope …" An officer hurriedly handed a rope.
Olion smiled and nodded at him, but he didn’t take the rope. He turned and walked on the deck with his arm behind his back.
It’s his first time to come to Nut State, and he’s very curious. Of course, he has to look around.
The strong wind blows his clothes, but it can’t blow his figure. He holds the deck as if his legs were nailed to it.
At this moment, a stronger wind blew, and the whole aircraft carrier tilted. They just arrived, and the transport plane was also towed to the berth. At this moment, a strong wind blew and suddenly slipped out sideways.
And next to fuck a ground crew, the fixing rope was caught by the transport plane and hung up. The ground crew screamed and fell to the sea with the strong wind.
"Help!"
"Not good!"
"Come on!"
Several soldiers next to them struggled to save lives, but at this time they were all in danger.
Just then Olion suddenly jumped out.
As soon as he stamped his feet on the ground, the strong wind seemed to affect him at all, and his body suddenly became several times larger when he was still in the middle. He stretched out his long arm and caught the sailor in the water.
The sailor himself was already dead, but suddenly he felt that a black one was bigger than the palm of his hand.
He was caught by Olion like a toy, a man more than one meter long.
"Kid, are you okay?"
"I … I …" The soldier was at a loss first, then scared, and finally excited. He didn’t know how to speak.
"Son, are you a ship soldier?"
"Is … is …"
"I’m Olion. I’m the patron of all gunmen. Don’t worry, if you want my boat, nothing will happen to you."
Then Olion turned and walked back to the deck and put the soldiers back near the hatch.
The soldier fell to his knees and muttered excitedly, not knowing what to say.
Olion returned to the vicinity of the transport plane and pushed the transport plane gently to return to his position.
Then he turned and walked back to the hatch, shrinking as he walked.
The naval officers who have returned to the hatch are also staring blankly at Orion. Many of them don’t really believe in any prophet, but the scene before them subverts the common sense of many of them.
No matter whether the hammer man invaded the magical "White Wolf City", or the mysterious invader Indigo (Emperor Yi) of the submarine volcano suddenly appeared, or the "miracle" displayed by Olion now has already indicated that the world has changed dramatically.
Accept or be abandoned.
There is no second choice.
Entering the cabin, there is no wind and rain, but the ship is still shaking.
The ship headed for the volcano, but soon stopped again.
"Why did you stop?"
"You can’t go any further or you will be torn!" A white-faced naval officer said
Now they are 70 kilometers away from the volcano, but the hurricane on the sea is generating strong winds and waves, even the aircraft carrier is in danger, and his escort ship is about to turn over.
Almost every soldier has to fix himself before he can operate a ship or move.
Man’s own creation has been great, but it is still negligible compared with natural forces.
Olion shook his head. "So you still want to fight?"
"We are soldiers and fighters, and we must fight even in difficult circumstances!" A naval officer said firmly, of course, his pale face and weak voice made him weak.
Then he asked Olion, "What should we do if the Prophet takes us?"
"What should I do?" Olion shook his head and waved to Sampras, who immediately followed him with the box.
Olion left the cabin and said to Sampras, "Take it out."
"Yes," Sampras hit the box next to his hand. The naval officers sneaked a glance and saw that it was full of small bottles.
Olion picked one up and threw it on the deck.
"Boom" a metal structure bigger than a transport plane appeared on the deck.
The structure looks like an anvil with a base at the bottom.
A member of the Guards hit the hatch and got in for a second. It flew steadily off the deck.
"Boom!" For three consecutive bottle decks, four "anvils" flew off the ground and took off to the edge of the aircraft carrier, and the pedestal sucked its side.
After the four "anvil" departments were in place, they heard a buzz and the aircraft carrier stopped shaking as if it had been fixed by something.
One second, the sound of water sounded and the aircraft carrier flew off the ground …
Chapter 113 Guns, Prophets, Pikes and Jupao