At this time, thousands of people from the two groups are facing this storm.

I have to say, everyone is a warrior!

The trees on the seashore were blown away by the strong wind, and some trees that were not deeply rooted were uprooted in an instant.

Yan Qiluo looked at the mess through the camera outside, and couldn't help but say with palpitations: This wind has level ten, right?

Almost. Wen Muyan also looked at the picture on the notebook, constantly switching the camera from several angles, and a devastation could be seen from every angle.

The storm has just made landfall and brought such a powerful destructive force, and this feeling of facing a disaster is not at all the feeling and experience in a foreign country.

When I was in a foreign country, I prepared in advance.

Everyone moved to the top of the more empty mountain in time, and the tsunami that followed was only watched from a distance, and did not face the disaster directly.

And now it's different.

The eye of the typhoon blew overhead, the strong wind swept in front of you, and the torrential rain fiercely punished the land overhead.

Therefore, Yan Qiluo's heart trembled and trembled, and he remained calm.

With such a powerful wind, can the people sent out really come back safely?

At this time, in another cave, Count Phil was teaching Gu Miao how to distinguish the difference between a tropical storm and a typhoon.

The caves of the two gangs are actually interconnected, but they don't disturb each other when they are fine.

Gu Miao is also angry, no matter what Count Phil teaches, he will learn.

Father, will there be a typhoon in Britain too? Gu Miao couldn't help but raise her head and asked.

Rarely, almost none. Earl Phil replied with a smile: There will only be tropical cyclones in the UK. Most of the winds on this side of the Atlantic.

Gu Miao nodded thoughtfully: So that's the case.

No country at high latitudes will have such a problem. The lower the latitude, the greater the probability. Count Phil continued.

So China, the United States, Australia and even Fiji will suffer from this kind of torture because of the difference in geographical location. Gu Miao made a concluding speech very smartly.

Quite right. Earl Phil liked this son more and more, and the intelligence of this child was simply amazing.

Since geography was mentioned, Count Phil decided to teach his son geography along with him.

Several of Earl Phil's bodyguards gathered together and chatted in a low voice.

Have you noticed that Lord Earl seems to have changed a lot in recent times? If I hadn't been with him every day, I would have wondered if someone had dropped my bag. Bodyguard A couldn't help but speak.

Bodyguard B nodded and agreed: I feel that way too. Especially after the little young master came back, Lord Earl seemed to have changed from a playboy to a good family man in an instant.

The bodyguard chewed a straw stick, leaned against the mountain wall with his arms crossed, and said casually: This is the future heir of the Phil family, if the Earl doesn't care, it is estimated that the Duke will teach him personally.

Bodyguard A couldn't help but ask: What's wrong with the Duke personally teaching?

Bodyguard B was equally puzzled.

Bodyguard C glanced at his two companions with disgust: Look at the three sons of the Duke, do you plan to let the Duke teach the next generation of unmarried?

The other two were silent for a long time at the same time.

He made so much sense that he was speechless......

In the cave of Captain Hans in the opposite camp, it was also silent at this time.

Captain Hans was lying in a chaise longue, looking at the surveillance outside, indescribably lazy.

Compared to the nervousness of others, he simply did not relax too much.

Ian strode over: Boss, what to do with the people who were caught?

A smile tugged at the corner of Hans's mouth: he broke his leg and threw it all.

Without hesitation, Ian took the order, turned and left.

Hans's eyes were a little cold.

Want to save someone during a storm?

Hehehe, Wen Muyan, are you too stupid or do you think I'm as stupid as you?

It's just such a miscellaneous fish, and you want to gnaw on this old bone?

Hans used an internal line to call the other islands: Did anyone on the other side go over to make trouble?

The other party looked dazed: No, such a big wind, who ran over with a problem with their brain? When this wind blows, no one can stand!

Hans was silent for a moment, then clicked and hung up.

The little brother is too stupid, and it's really not a good thing.

The hostages in the cave inside got together and began to discuss weapons again, and the thing of occupational disease really can't be avoided.

I'll just say, the Typhoon is easy to assemble, high efficiency, stealth, advanced avionics in one of the multi-functional fighters, compared with other fighters of the same level, the human-machine interface of the Typhoon cockpit is highly intelligent, which can effectively reduce the pilot's workload, the DA helmet display is similar to the Mirage 2000 and F/A18, but it is more intuitive and effective, such an aircraft can be promoted in large quantities. A Spanish expert couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted to the other experts: and it can achieve the function in fewer steps, and it has also installed voice recognition input to start instructions in spoken words and speed up the process. I don't know why you're denigrating this plane!

An American expert couldn't help but ridicule each other: the Typhoon fighter has its own advantages, but you can't just because you Spain has a stake, you can't see the advantages of other aircraft, compared to combat effectiveness, although the Typhoon is advanced, but it is still difficult to compare with the F22, these are two different fighters like NASCAR and F1 car, each on its own way but designed according to different performance requirements from the beginning.

Other experts also joined the dispute, and Old Man Gu shook his head speechlessly and did not participate in the discussion.

For these experts, any matter can be related to weapons.

Old Man Gu is more concerned about when the rescue will arrive.

The pirates who were in charge of guarding the side also let the experts quarrel.

Anyway, it's a group of old men, isn't it just a few quarrels, and they can't do anything to jump up and beat people.

They are all this age, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to jump, let alone beat people.

Besides, the boss snatched these experts just so that they could serve the pirate group!

The harder they argue, the better, and maybe they can create new weapons?

I'm afraid that this storm will also hinder Gu Jingcheng's actions, and after the storm passes, will they really be able to find this place smoothly?

Yan Qiluo curled up in a chair, covered with a blanket, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

At this time, more than two full hours have passed since the tropical storm landed, and the wind outside still showed no signs of stopping, and Yan Qiluo knew that the storm had not passed.

With the wind, much of the island was flooded, the original drainage channels began to lose their function, and rainwater began to seep down the edge of the tent into the cave.

Fortunately, when the cave was built, it went all the way up, so there was no large-scale rainwater backflow, but a lot of water accumulated at the entrance of the cave.

Wen Muyan came over with a cat, and when she saw that Yan Qiluo hadn't slept yet, she suddenly whispered: What? Still can't sleep?

Yan Qiluo nodded and turned up the light a little: Why haven't you rested?

Wen Muyan licked his lips, a trace of war intent flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: In another hour, the eye of the typhoon will pass. Then the wind calms down and it's time for the real battle. Kira, don't go out later, I've already ordered people to guard here, and as long as you don't get out of this cave, Hans and they will be helpless against you.

You're going to do it yourself? Yan Qiluo suddenly nervously grabbed Wen Muyan's hand: It's too dangerous!

Danger and opportunity coexist. Wen Muyan replied calmly: If the Gu family can remember me as a big favor, then our future road together will be smoother.

It turns out that he also thought of this.

I said it, believe me! For the sake of our future, no matter what the cost, I am willing to pay. Wen Muyan looked at Yan Qiluo firmly: Qiluo, no one can separate us in this life. No matter who it is, no matter what the price, I will not let you leave my side!

But it's really too dangerous. Yan Qiluo was still a little hesitant.

Well-behaved, obedient. Wen Muyan lowered his head and kissed Yan Qiluo's forehead: Protect our son. Take care of yourself.

After saying this, Wen Muyan let go of Yan Qiluo and turned to leave.

Yan Qiluo looked at Wen Muyan's departing back in a daze, and her eyes were slightly red.

This man is protecting himself in his own way.

Yan Qiluo didn't feel sleepy at all at this time, so he simply sat up, took the notebook, and kept switching the camera outside.

Several cameras have been destroyed due to the raging winds, but most of them are still working.

Looking at the tree trunk outside as if it was about to be shaken off, Yan Qiluo felt terrified.

The storm in the sky is about to pass, but the storm belonging to the crowd is about to officially begin.

Yan Qiluo didn't know what kind of battle the two gangs would take next, but Yan Qiluo could also expect that this battle would definitely not be so easy.

Deaths and injuries are inevitable.

It's a pity that the two children are still so young, and they have to face such a cruel reality.

As soon as Yan Qiluo thought of this, she began to worry about the children.

Yan Qiluo was very worried that what happened here would cast a shadow on the child's mind.

Yan Qiluo didn't know that in the three years that she had lost her memory, the children had already accepted all this.