Chapter 1770 Saved!
Where? Where? Where?
The veteran was scanning the chaotic scene with laser focus. And soon, his eyes lit up like stars.
Found you!
The veteran saw the recruit caught up in a spinning tornado that kept dragging the girl down.
With his hands forward and posing in a Superman pose, he flew down and grabbed her before she could react.
Click!~
He pressed her anti-gravity belt below, storming up as fast as he could.
It should have been a fast ascend, but the tornado force was so powerful, slowing their movements greatly!
F***!
The veteran's face turned pale.
With only human strength, it was impossible to swim out!
Imagine if they didn't have these mecha suits with them?
Although the veteran alone could drag them up, it was indeed taking quite some time.
Thankfully, the girl seemed to realize her blunder, quickly noticing the situation and began calming her reaching heart.
Let's do this!
She imitated him, recalling the training she received.
And just like that, everyone on the ships soon saw 2 figures burst out of the waters at full speed.
Poouuf!
"They are out! They are out!"
Many exclaimed, pointing at the duo now flying high in the sky.
Other people also popped out from the waters too.
Landon had been observing the situation, deciding that he would only save those who fall if they really couldn't figure it out for themselves.
But luckily, everyone was accounted for, as they now figured things out for themselves.
Those who couldn't, had the help of veterans to remind them that they were fucking wearing Mecha suits.
Use what you have to free yourself from danger.
Some were attacked by strange underwater sea creatures Landon swore he had never seen before.
Even back on Earth, such sea creatures were unheard of and would definitely shock people crazy.
Landon swore he saw a giant sea fish that looked exactly like a giant purple cow with white stripes jump in the air chasing after the 3 soldiers who escaped from the waters.
Its upper half looked like a cow, but its lower half looked like a mermaid or an eel.
It was as wide as a car, but as long as the longest Limousine they had in Baymard.
Its scales were really strange, very different from ordinary fishes.
And its gills were 10 times bigger too, and looked eats instead.
There were so many peculiar differences between it and a normal fish, maybe because it lived in these chaotic waters, and had adapted itself to its environment for hundreds, thousands and even millions of years.
Looking at it, Landon couldn't help wondering what its Prehistoric parent must have looked like.
Incredible.
Nature in this world sure was a terrifying thing. Thankfully, the suits are powerful enough to pack one hell of a punch.
Very quickly, some of those in suits flew lower to help the Navy who were hanging on the sides of the ships wearing harnesses.
Soon, everyone was back aboard the ships, holding onto the rails while getting used to the wobbliness of the seas.
It wasn't easy to get used to the sea's current rowdiness.
Everyone took at least an hour to find their balance.
And amid their experimentation, those not wearing suits must always have ropes and harnesses around their waists.
No man or woman must be seen on deck or even on balconies and railings without support.
Safety first.
This was the cardinal rule everyone must follow.
As for those above and below deck, they too had taken precautionary actions to ensure they didn't go flying around
For example, in the kitchens. 3 hours before entering the Mating Zone, all knives and objects were locked in the metal cabinets.
Nothing was left flying around.
Even the pots they usually hung on the walls were neatly stowed away, leaving the kitchen barren.
Everyone knew there would be no lunch today.
Supper, yes. But no lunch, just snacks and chewables.
All rooms were now in a mess, with chairs and tables overturned. And now that the ships have found their balance, everyone indoors could begin cleanup.
It's TRUE that the floors still trembled and shook, but thanks to the Captains and many Navy officers having a grasp of the situation, there were no crazy movements.
Those down in the engines were even more grateful for the spider helpers who dated so swiftly, jumping in the air at the notice of any slight problems.
The detection abilities of these spiders were extraordinary.
Everyone stayed in a safe zone, overlooking the engines and the spiders that went to work whenever their eyes glowed red.
Well, no problems from down here. They had successfully made it through.
Very quickly, the ships slowed their pace, no longer moving so speedily.
Why? Because the further in they went, the more tremors they could feel.
It was really bad! A terrible feeling that made them feel on the cusp of death.
An hour and a half after stabilization, Landon, several military leaders and weather specialists, all gathered before the Chopper.
The chopper didn't move at all during the ruckus.
How could it, when its legs were strapped with large cuffs that can be opened or closed manually?
The big bird stood there, not moving at all. In it were dummies meant to replicate humans.
"Your majesty, we will begin testing now," a burly middle-aged man announced, while putting on a large earpiece.
His team also began working on the portable machine that had been rolled over like serving trays.
All men gathered around the equipment, tapping this, rotating that, and doing all sorts of operations.
No one dared to make a sound while they began work.
One of them began communicating with his Walkie-talkie. "Captain, at the pace we are going, how far before we reach the Death Line?"
[If the seas were normal, we should have reached it in at most 17 minutes.]
[ If we had no engines, sailing on the normal seas with rowing men would take a little over an hour and perhaps even more.]
[But with the turbulent currents and vibrations, it's truly hard to say. However, we estimate another hour before arrival.]