What is even more difficult to control is actually vomiting. After shaking like this for a few minutes, they are almost going to vomit, and they have to fight back and not lose face to their prophets.
Two 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.
Coming to the deck in this weather is definitely risking your life.
They are all wearing fixed ropes and holding a few long ropes in their hands. "Hang them around 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 boat and landed on the deck.
"Mr. Prophet, please take this rope …" An officer hurriedly handed a rope.
Olion smiled and nodded at him, but instead of taking 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 is firmly on the deck as if his legs were nailed to the deck.
Just then, a stronger wind blew, and the whole aircraft carrier was tilting. The transport plane they had just arrived was still being towed to the berth, and a strong wind blew and suddenly slipped out sideways.
And beside, a ground crew member’s body fixing rope was caught by the transport plane and hung up. The ground crew screamed and rolled 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 his feet stamped on the ground and the wind flew out, it seemed to affect him at all. His body suddenly became several times larger while he was still in the water, and he stretched out his long arm and grabbed the drowning sailor in the middle.
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 over 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 I’m on the 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 in excitement and muttered something, not knowing what he was talking about.
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.
Having returned to the hatch, the naval officers also stared blankly at Orion. Many of them didn’t really believe in any prophet, but what they saw overturned the common sense of many of them.
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 shows that the world is no longer there, and the world is undergoing drastic changes.
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 other escort ships are 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?"
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.
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