Tens of thousands of tons of steel collided with tens of thousands of tons of steel, the ice sea was shaken, and huge cracks spread rapidly in all directions.

The YAMAL's keel deformed like a giant bow and then rebounded.

The elasticity of the keel caused the deformation of the hull. The portholes from bow to stern cracked one after another in an instant, and glass fragments like snow foam sprayed out from each window.

But it withstood the impact. Fingel made the only correct judgment and used the YAMAL's strongest bow to hit the opponent's weakest middle hull.

The black ship seemed to be cut off by a sharp blade, and the YAMAL was like an unrivaled sword that broke through the fire and ice.

Everyone on the ship suffered the impact indirectly, and half the men in the steering gear room had their pants down to their knees because they all wanted to imitate Rybalko's operation.

-- Rybalko took off his belt and tied Professor von Schneider to a wall handrail.

This is equivalent to finding a temporary seat belt for von Schneider. A collision of this degree is roughly equivalent to a car traveling at a speed of more than 60 kilometers per hour directly hitting a telephone pole. The professor's physical condition is probably not immune to the wheelchair.

Of course, not everyone had time to find a fixed object to tie themselves up, so at the moment of the collision, there were at least three or four men flying in the steering gear compartment with their pants off.

As for Rybalko, who lost his belt, he kept his dignity. The super qualities of the former Alpha Force special forces soldier were fully demonstrated at this moment. This man held the waist of his trousers with one hand and pulled the other armrest with one arm. He was stunned to rely on his arm strength to stabilize himself. Own.

Fingel, the extremely heroic helmsman, could not hold on until the last moment. He actually held the steering wheel tightly and tried to withstand the impact like Rybalko. However, after the ice surface cracked, seawater splashed nearly ten meters. High waves and icy sea water rushed into the steering gear compartment, and a large group of Arctic shrimps were wrapped around it, and the hero who had just turned the tide was washed away.

As for Frost... he has always been a decent person, but unfortunately he is not very good at facing this kind of situation, so he was given a mouthful of ice water before he even had time to take off his pants.

The broken black ship was still sliding on the ice. Rybalko had already rushed to the console and quickly checked the instruments.

The YAMAL is still intact after the collision, but this does not mean that the ship was not damaged. Soviet-era equipment has always been known for being rough but sturdy, but after all, it is still a sophisticated machine, and the damage to some internal structures is enough to make it completely lose power.

The corner of Rybalko's eye twitched violently. The pointer of a certain instrument broke through the upper limit of safety and entered the dangerous red zone. The pressure value of the third power cabin seriously exceeded the standard.

The YAMAL has three power cabins. The first and second power cabins are both nuclear power cabins. If they burst, the consequences would be a horrific nuclear leak. A smaller power diesel engine is installed in the third power cabin. There is no nuclear power. Risk of leakage, but it will explode.

"The whole ship prepares for the second impact!" Rybalko shouted.

…

Mai Shutoku witnessed the explosion of the third power cabin with her own eyes. At that time, she was crouching on the top floor of the YAMAL cabin.

The rear deck was torn apart by the soaring flames, and a huge machine rose into the air in the pillar of fire. It did not fall until it was almost 30 meters high, smashing the huge gantry crane on the YAMAL.

Mai Shutoku has received the highest level of ninja training and can lie firmly against a wall for hours without moving. The impact is a trivial matter to her.

She did not stay in the cabin because she was worried that the cabin would deform and squeeze her inside. In addition, she was out of some kind of vigilance.

Of course she could also guess that within the scope of the ice storm, all communication with the outside world was cut off. Even the most traditional compass did not work when approaching the North Pole. It felt like the misty forest prepared by the witch for the knight in the story.

, the knight rides his horse and walks in, and the scary things will line up neatly.

Ice storm, abandoned black ship, what else comes next?

Of course she is not afraid. She has seen too many big things in the world, things that are weirder or more magnificent than this. If there really is a person

A witch or god was behind all this, and she, like Xia Mi, didn't mind meeting it.

The knife was sharpened and I looked for you everywhere, and you brought it to my door, even saving on travel expenses.

So when the third power cabin exploded, she was just watching the fun, and even thought of taking out her mobile phone to take a picture of the scene. However, she turned around and saw the diesel engine flying into the sky driven by the flames, and the shock wave of the explosion

It was so strong that even the "cicada possession" technique she used to fix herself didn't work anymore, and she was blown up by the strong wind.

Fortunately, she almost always carried a rope gun with her. She turned around in the strong wind and accurately fired the rope dart. After the shock wave passed, she swung lightly onto the antenna of the YAMAL.

The YAMAL swayed violently in the ice sea for a long time before slowly regaining stability.

The explosion in the third power compartment did not penetrate the bottom of the giant ship. After two rounds of tests, the ship still survived.

The ice storm was still sweeping across the broken ice sea. The black ship that had been smashed into two pieces lay quietly on the ice like the two bones of a dead beast. The fire in the third power cabin was under the control of the automatic fire extinguishing system.

It started to weaken under work, and it looked like they had successfully avoided this disaster.

However, Mai Shutoku still looked around cautiously. For some reason, the sense of crisis had not subsided, the feeling that she was being stared at by evil eyes.

At a certain moment, she suddenly turned to look at the wreckage of the black ship. The thorny feeling on her back came from that direction. Those dark portholes looked like countless eyes at the moment!

The wreckage of the black ship looked like a dead giant with one hundred eyes, staring at Mai Shutoku with dull eyes.

No one should be able to see her. She has always opened the field of "dark light". Even under good lighting conditions, others will only feel that there is a black air here, not to mention that this is in the ice.

In the storm.

But the feeling was so clear, those black portholes were staring at her, Mai Shutoku could even feel them blinking!

…

"Is it over?" Abbas straightened up.

They were considered the luckiest people on this boat. They rushed into the children's playground before the impact, and then jumped into the ocean ball pool decisively.

These soft little balls saved them twice in succession. Others were shocked to the point of vomiting blood, but they bounced around in the world of ocean balls unscathed.

"No, it's not over yet." Xue squatted inside the ocean ball, with terror still written in the huge hole, "God will not give up easily."

Abbas was about to comfort her a few words, but noticed that Caesar's face also looked a little strange, his eyes were sharp, and the lines at the corners of his eyes were tight.

"It's not over yet," Caesar whispered. "Many, large crowds."

Abbas also became quiet, as quiet as a puppet.

Caesar pulled out the Dictado from his waist and threw it to him, and Abbas took it.

His melee weapons are a pair of Persian-style scimitars, which are not suitable for carrying around, and Caesar also has a Desert Eagle in his hand.

He was originally on guard against Abbas, so he was fully armed when moving on the ship.

He looked at Xia Mi again, wondering whether he should hand the gun to him, but she was so calm, half-body hidden in the ocean ball, like an ignorant girl taking a bubble bath.

But of course Caesar couldn't regard her as some ignorant girl.

As for Abbas, he absolutely believed in Caesar's judgment, because his speaking spirit was a "weasel". He was so sure that he must have heard something.

"Heartbeats, huge hearts, all around us, many, large groups." Caesar said softly.

Abbas' eyes darkened, "How big is it?"
Chapter completed!