Out of the corner of his eye, his reaction flickered, and Aros was shocked, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look into the distance, and when he swept the scene outside the window, his expression also changed.

Although the speed of the shuttle has been reduced a lot due to the friction of the atmosphere, the speed of the shuttle is far higher than the speed of sound even after the atmospheric buffer due to the high muzzle velocity.

The altitude of Crotan from the ground to the troposphere is 24 km, and if you follow the flight speed of the shuttle, it will not take a minute to have an affectionate and warm hug with the ground like a lover's reunion.

Of course, this will be a catastrophe for the three Tang Fang.

"Why don't you have a ......parachute in this damn shuttle?"

When Haosen's angry shouting resounded in the wheelhouse, the shuttle's radar warning system detected an impending impact, the emergency program was automatically activated, the tail blade group was fine-tuned, and the course changed by itself.

At the same time, the wings of the fuselage suddenly shot a metal cable backwards. At the tip of the cable is a blue spar in the shape of a square cone, which opens outwards as the system is powered by a thin gauze, a parachute-like cushion device that passively pops out, forming two transparent curtains at the tail.

I don't know what kind of material these seemingly thin but resilient curtains are made of, and they are unscathed by the violent impact of the air currents at such high speeds.

Mach 1.5, Mach 1.2, Mach 0.9, Mach 0.7......

The speed of the shuttle was rapidly decreasing, and finally, with a silver light piercing the sky, after the correction of the automatic navigation program, the nose of the plane crashed into an inland lake with a "boom", setting off a stack of splashing waves and water vapor like a waterfall.

The moment the fuselage fell into the water, due to inertia, Aros and Hausen flew up almost simultaneously in the cab, and slammed into the transparent glass cabin above with a "bang".

The left side of Hausen's face was twisted and distorted by the squeezing of the glass window, but his mouth was excitedly shouting: "Aros, you old bastard, what am I talking about." THIS IS A EPSILON, NOT MADEINMENGYA. Have you ever seen a spaceship that automatically corrects its course and looks for a suitable landing point? Have you ever seen it! It's so exciting! ”

After a series of buffering effects such as the atmosphere, parachutes, and currents, the speed of the shuttle finally slowed down.

The two fell back to the ground, and Aros glanced at Tang Fang, who was still unconscious in the driver's seat, and then turned his head to look at the underwater world outside the porthole, and couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief.

Although Haosen's words are vulgar, they are not rough, this time the journey to the universe is so exciting, so exciting that it almost killed him.

"Bubbling ......" outside the bubbles, palm-thick algae plants drifting back and forth along the water, groups of unknown fish swimming back and forth, some curious little guys are sticking to the glass window, with them with a little curiosity, a little natural fish bubble eyes, back and forth to look at the three people in the cab in detail.

The lake is about 30 meters deep, and in a moment, the shuttle sinks to the bottom of the lake, and the heavy fuselage falls on the riverbed, smashing countless pieces of sediment.

When his vision was still clear, Hausen looked up at the glittering lake on the skylight, and said softly, "Hey, Aros, what now?" ”

"What to do? Then you need to say, get out. Don't you want to spend the New Year here? ”

Haosen looked back and saw that he was quickly taking off the power armor on his body: "Hey, hey, don't be in such a hurry, it's not too late to find a way to wake up Tang Fang before leaving." ”

"There's no time." Aros said without raising his head. After disassembling his power armor, he went to help Tang Fang, who was unconscious, take off the iron can.

"Running out of time? What do you mean? ”

Aros kept moving: "Do you think we will be happy to make such a big battle and blatantly break into other people's territory?" Maybe the emergency personnel who rushed to investigate the accident were already on the way, knowing that this was an Ipsiloon shuttle, and once it was known that we could manipulate this thing, we would have to walk on the operating table, have our brains cut out, cut skin and study something. ”

Haosen shuddered after hearing this, and without his reminder, he very consciously took off the bulky "Marauder" power armor on his body.

It took a few minutes before and after, and the three of them took off their power armor and changed their light attitude. Aros spat out the unfinished cigarette in his mouth, buckled a mask on Tang Fang's face, then slammed it over his shoulder, walked to the corner of the cab, and slammed his fist on the opening and closing buttons of the cabin door.

The glass window receded, and the water rushed into the cab under the pressure of the force, and Aros held his breath, kicked his toes back, and swam sideways outward. Hausen did so, following him closely, scurrying towards the sparkling lake overhead.

……

Crotan, the small town of Nablanca. The afternoon sun in early summer is like a lover's caressing, making people lazy and drowsy.

Under a billboard on the road in the eastern part of the town leading to Mondstadt, two men walked one after the other.

Oh no, three people to be exact, because the middle-aged man in front of me was carrying one on his left shoulder, and it looked like he had passed out.

"Aros, don't forget your promise." Hausen looked up at the "Galactic Enchantress" on the billboard, licked his lips, and the light in his eyes was like a refugee who had been hungry for seven days and seven nights and suddenly saw a piece of meat.

Aros lifted Tang Fang's body upwards to ease the pain in his shoulder. He didn't take Hausen's words to heart, Tang Fang's current physical condition is very strange, it is best to find a place to settle down and rest, of course, if he can ask a doctor to help him check his body, it would be better.

The half-kilometer journey is not far, but it is not close, and when the two of them walked to the entrance of the town under the scorching sun, they were already dry and dizzy.

Aros put up a pergola in his hand, covered his brows and looked into the distance, the town is not big, the main block is only more than 1,000 meters from east to west, it is afternoon, there is no figure on the street quietly, even the shops on both sides are closed, and the signs marked with the eye-catching "CLOSED" characters are hung.

The only ones that were open were a public toilet of less than 40 square meters on the corner of the street, and a "Blue Lagoon" bar in the middle of the street.

Aros frowned, this seemingly ordinary scene gave him an inexplicable sense of oppression, as if there was something hidden in a peaceful town.

"Hausen, don't you often boast of your intuition? What do you think? Did you notice anything wrong? Aros asked, gesturing to the empty block.

Hausen touched his neck and shrunk his head: "After coming out of the ruins, I don't trust Naraush's instincts anymore. After speaking, his eyes swept over the "Blue Lagoon" bar in the center of the street, as if he thought of something, and smiled coldly: "Aros, do you want to repay the debt and deliberately prevaricate?" ”

"Debts?" Aros raised an eyebrow: "I'm not going to play a trick on you for a glass or two." ”

"So what are you waiting for?" Throwing this sentence down, Hausen walked first towards the "Blue Lagoon" bar in the middle of the street. Although there is no armor on the body now, and the combat ability is greatly reduced, but this is just a small town, what can happen? Simply fighting with people, he Hausen has never been afraid, even if he encounters ordinary armed robbers, with the skills of him and Aros, they will definitely have no return. It just so happened that the two of them were short of money, and if there was really that blind guy, they would send it to the door themselves. Black eats black, but it is also a way to make money.

Aros hesitated slightly, turned his head to look at Tang Fang on his shoulder, and unconsciously felt a cross in his heart, and quickly followed.

The "Blue Lagoon" bar has been in existence since the day the town was founded, and it has a history of more than 60 years, during which the owner has changed again and again, but its name has never changed and has been used to this day.

Just like the blue lagoon five kilometers north of the town, this small bar of less than 100 square meters has accompanied some townspeople through nearly half of their lives.

Aros pushed the door without scruples and walked in, dim, dim, the air conditioner was turned on very low, so low that he felt that he suddenly jumped from the stove into the ice cellar, there was a taste of ice and fire. There was also smoke that filled the room, mixed with the smell of men's armpits and sweat, rippling in the air like a cloud. It reminded him of the scene when Aros's "Ma Runjia" was ventilated, well, this is the smell, perhaps, even stronger than that.

Squinting his eyes and sweeping to the left, the blinds were closed, and several men sat on the grinding metal table next to them. On the right, too, several men in their thirties, shirtless and with their legs outstretched, the smell of gunpowder smoke emanating from their boots.

The only light in the room was the dilapidated decorative lamps hanging from the bar, like the old bar waiter, emitting a far dimmer glow far more than the ashes of cigarettes.

Aros couldn't see the expressions on their faces, and of course, he didn't plan to look. Walked straight to the bar stool in front of the bar, pointed to a bottle of tequila on the wine rack and said, "Don't be cold." ”

At this moment, Aros, who was carrying Tang Fang on his shoulder, pushed the door and walked in, his eyes swept over the more than 20 strong men with cold faces in the hall, and his pupils shrank. The atmosphere in the room was eerie, so eerie that it was oppressive, irritating, and the eyes that fell on him and Hausen were full of hostility, like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves whose territory had been invaded by uninvited guests.

He turned his gaze to Howson at the bar, and saw that the drunken fellow seemed to be unaware, and his eyes were fixed on the white liquor that the waiter had poured into the small round glass.

“8MYD。” The old waiter pressed the wine glass in his palm, leaned down and pushed forward, opened his eyelids, and stared at the unfamiliar face opposite him with a pair of cloudy eyes.

"Cut, what a rule." Haosen frowned, turned his head and swept over Aros, who was standing at the door in a daze, and knocked on the table impatiently: "Aros, pay the bill." ”