Sima Aya and the others chatted for a while in the monitoring room of the ship's tower. On the deck of the Clark, helicopters and vertical take-off and landing planes landed with a roar. Sima Aya looked out of the window of the ship's tower and saw that the people who walked down from the plane were all well-dressed, some with servants, and some with pets.

"It seems that you have made a lot of money." Sima Aya said to Medivan.

Medivan nodded, "However, to repay the loan and interest, after that, there may not be much left." He said again. Two ladies, with all due respect, a new guest has arrived. ”

Medivan gave Sima Aya a page of instructions and asked them to follow the instructions in the instructions to go to their cabins. He also said that it would be better if they could help out with some chores in the tower.

Medivan spoke in a relaxed, unhurried tone and smiling. And the "guests" who got off the plane were also calm. Fatman, on the other hand, is more unhurried - sleeping.

Although Sima Aya and Yang Yiyi had safely landed on the amphibious landing ship USS Clark, the aftermath of what happened at the Malton Hotel had not subsided, and the threats made by Ashraf on TV to all the cities of country A had not been lifted.

"A nuclear bomb could explode at any time, but they didn't seem to be in a hurry." Yang Yiyi whispered to Sima Aya.

"It seems that they are prepared, don't worry, Yimei." Sima Aya smiled.

……

The next night, the Clark set sail for the Pacific Ocean. Fatman also woke up, so he and Medivan, one fat and one thin, with two golden beards, summoned all the guests to the helicopter's hangar for a meeting.

"We will sail to 50 nautical miles off the west coast to join the USS Swain aircraft carrier battle group." Fatman stood next to a blackboard and wrote and drew on it, "50 nautical miles is an absolutely safe distance for a nuclear explosion that can occur on land." He swore by it.

At this time, Fatman left the blackboard and came to the side of a guest, proudly, and introduced everyone: "It is my great honor to introduce to you that this is Colonel Colin. ”

Sima Aya smiled at the sight of the colonel, known as Colin, smiling at the crowd: his legs were fitted with prosthetic limbs, below the knees, presumably destroyed by mines.

"It was thanks to the Colonel's connections and information that our ship USS Clark was given permission to go to sea and would not be stopped by the West Coast Fleet." Fatman said.

Voices of applause and salutation rang out in the hangar.

(This fat guy is quite well-connected, a black market businessman, and hooked up with some colonel in the military.) Sima Aya thought.

After introducing Colonel Colin, Fatman began to explain the sailing plan, and after the sailing plan was finished, the meeting entered free question time.

"When are we going to return?" This question was asked by a noblewoman who was holding a brown-fured fox dog in her arms, and when she didn't look closely, she thought it was part of her fur coat. Her voice was a little anxious, and it was clear that she wanted to be able to return sooner. "There is no mention of the return time in the sailing plan, so I wanted to ask." She added.

"Obviously, it depends on when the terrorists detonate the bomb, the area of the fallout that is formed when the bomb is detonated, where the wind will carry it...... Fatman explained.

"So, when will they detonate?" In a hurry, the "fox dog" lady asked again, but, immediately, she realized that she was not the right question, "I mean, when do you expect them to detonate?" She reversed her words.

"When people stop panicking." When Fatman opened his mouth to answer the question, Colonel Colin "rushed" to answer it. The Colonel looked at Guantman, then at the noblewoman, and then, looking around at everyone, "If the people were panicked and the city was in chaos, they would not reveal the final answer." Because, what they want to see, is panic and chaos. If their purpose is to kill people and exterminate the population of country A, they will not threaten anyone in advance and directly detonate them. ”

Everyone thought for a while, exchanged glances, and everyone thought that the colonel had a point. Only the "fox dog" lady looked at her in disbelief, and it was clear that the answer given by the colonel was not the one she wanted to hear.

"This woman just wants to detonate as soon as possible." Yang Yi leaned over to Sima Aya and whispered in his ear, showing a look of disdain for the woman.

"Can we go to Hawaii then? I don't want to stay at sea all the time. "Fox dog," said the noblewoman again.

"This ......," said Fatman, "we'll think about it later." It's just that, at the moment, on the west coast of country A, the United Pacific Fleet of the Transtar United Nations is conducting a naval blockade, and we have not yet been allowed to go to Hawaii. On the east coast, the Atlantic Combined Fleet is also engaged in blockade ......"

"How much do they cost?" The "Fox Dog" lady interrupted Fatman, "How about we pay for a pass to Hawaii?" As she spoke, she looked at everyone, hoping to get their approval.

"If money had solved the problem, we would have been in Hawaii a long time ago." The other two sighed, and everyone whispered about it.

Sima Aya knows that since the outbreak of the so-called H7N9, the mainland of country A is basically in a state of blockade, only allowed to enter, not allowed to leave, and it is a good idea to go to Hawaii, but now most of it can only be a dream. Not to mention fleeing to Hawaii, even the big country of Kana bordering country A in the north, don't even think about going there.

"Please rest easy, we will try to negotiate with the military." Fatman reassured the clients.

"Actually, I don't want to stay at sea all the time." Yang Yiyi whispered to Sima Aya again, "Moreover, Ah Zhu may still be in which city now." ”

Sima Aya comforted Yang Yiyi, because, in an unexpected event like this, everyone has no choice.

"I recently read the news and said that this season, there will be a lot of ...... at sea By the way, hurricanes, we call them typhoons. Yang Yiyi said again.

When Yang Yiyi said the word "hurricane", Sima Aya felt very relieved, it seems that during the time she left Yang Yiyi, this little girl was really studying hard and did not waste time.

"What if there's a hurricane?" Sima Aya asked Fatman.

"Our ships have a displacement of up to 11000 tons." Fatman said confidently, looking at everyone, "Our ship is not a small yacht, my queen. He said to Sima Aya.

Sima Aya casually picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it at Fatman. Fatman quickly dodged and smiled awkwardly at the group.

At this moment, the cabin, which had been stable, suddenly shook.