"We're still alive!" More people crawled out, some of them said so. "Ahh "What an earth-shattering impact!" ...... Others responded with the words, "Don't you fall apart!" Our boat is still very strong. "But stunting is inevitable!" "Don't say that, the people in the medical pod will be busy to death." "What a death, what a bad luck! Busy at most! So they started talking.

Looking at them, it seems that they are not people who have just experienced the emergency landing of a giant battleship, but rather like people who have come out for an outing. This is also a very obvious feature of the crew of the Ziyang, if it were the crew of the Byron, they would definitely be discussing how to dig out the battleship trapped in the mud now. "You say, there are more and more people up there, will I be squeezed down?" Suddenly, someone said that. "No one has escaped." Someone replied again. Indeed, fortunately, the people who climbed out were some staff members who worked on the top floor of the Ziyang, so that it would not look crowded.

"Hey, hey! Let's get it! Let's get it! Tracked cars are coming! Let's get it! Tracked cars are coming! "I heard someone shouting like that." Look at the watchtower! "Someone found the source of the sound and pointed his finger at the Ziyang watchtower." Oh-" There was an exclamation from the crowd. Even the crew of the Ziyang, they hadn't seen those tracked vehicles with their own eyes before, after all, what they were responsible for had little to do with tracked vehicles.

I saw that the medium-sized passage at the lower part of the Ziyang watchtower had been opened, and a tracked vehicle drove out of it, and then another one drove out, which was about two meters apart. The first tracked vehicle drove to the edge of the top of the Ziyang and stopped, while the tracked vehicle behind it also stopped. Immediately after, deep purple flames erupted from the bottom of the tracked vehicle. Two seconds later, two clusters of flames of the same color erupted from its back, only smaller. It slowly moved forward and slowly landed ten meters horizontally from the starting point, then drove forward. In this way, a total of ten cars with tracked belts left like this.

HMS Byron, Captain's Quarters. "You say, the wisdom city is gone?" Rey's eyes widened as he repeated what Pollax had just said. "Yes...... Sorry, please wait. Porax was about to answer, but found that the communication indicator light on the console in front of him was on, so he had to say this. This is the captain's room of the Byron, is there anything going on? She asked, and suddenly had a very bad feeling. Two minutes later...... "Yes, yes...... I see. You stay where you are, and I'll report it to Captain Rey right away...... Good...... Kindness. The call is over. Rey couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the call, but when he listened to Polax's voice, he felt inexplicably flustered.

"Report Captain Rey, another piece of bad news." Pollax hung up the improvised communication, paused for a few seconds, and then spoke to Rey. "Don't tell me......" Rey said, his voice slowly lowering. The City of Courage and the City of Power are gone. Borax continued—saying something that Rey least wanted to hear right now. ......" For a moment, Rey was speechless. He looked at Polax, and Polax looked at him, but he didn't speak. "You just spoke to a small team." Rey finally said abruptly. There was no expression on his face, and there was not even a hint of emotion in his voice.

"The team going to Courage City has already contacted the team going to Power City first." Porax glared and replied stiffly, "They confirmed each other before the team that headed to Courage City contacted us. "Oh." Rey was silent again. "......" Pollax suddenly didn't know what to say, so he had to fall silent. Another five minutes passed...... "What's the problem...... Borax faintly heard Rey say something softly. yes, what's the problem...... Borax thought.

City coordinates will certainly not be a problem. How is it possible that the coordinates of all three cities are wrong? Oh, and it's not impossible. Pollax suddenly had such an idea. But she immediately felt that this idea seemed to be contemptuous of the calculations of Rey and the others, so she did not say it. She stared at a silvery-white square button on the workbench in front of her, trying to figure out what other, more plausible reasons she could have for the situation.

A small ship for Tamidod's squad. "How long are we going to sit here, Tammiddod?" Tagwo asked anxiously. He sat in a movable metal chair in the cockpit near the cockpit door, clutching the edge of the metal chair uneasily, almost grabbing two holes in the metal chair. Los Bella wasn't in the cockpit at this point, otherwise he would have disliked Tagvo for being too noisy.

"To be precise, you're meditating, we're working." Tammidod said slowly. She sat on the right side of the ship's cockpit in a long metal chair attached to the bulkhead, holding a metal ball about the size of her head, rocking up and down. The metal sphere was mostly silvery-white, with some depressions on the surface, and the depressions shimmered with a yellowish fluorescence. It emits a regular "buzzing" sound as Tammiddod shakes, and a "beep" sound every five minutes. "You're working if you shake a timer generator?" Tagwo couldn't help but say, "I think you're also upset right now!" ”

The Chronograph Generator is a machine invented by the ancient Helka people for rest and recreation, for those who feel energetic and powerful during their rest time. When it is shaken, it can cut the elven energy field through the internal energy sheet to generate electricity, and there are three specifications: large, medium and small: the internal energy sheet material is the same, and the power generation efficiency is determined by the properties of the elf energy field. This generator has an additional timer device that operates only when electricity is generated, so it is called a timing generator.

"You look really idle." Tammiddod glanced at Tagvo lightly and said slowly, "Do you want to think about it and go outside and run around our ship a few times?" "Poof." As soon as Los Bella returned from the ship's equipment depot, she heard Tammiddod say this, and couldn't help but laugh, almost dropping the small instrument she was holding on the ground. "Be careful." Tammiddod frowned and reminded. "Tick." The timer generator she was holding rang again—even as she spoke, she didn't stop shaking the generator in her hand. "I'm sorry." Los Bella said, walked over, and sat down next to Tammiddod.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Tagwo spoke, stood up, and quickly stepped out of the ship's cockpit, as if chasing the dark undead behind him. There was a loud "clang" sound from the metal floor of the ship - a sound normally made by the crew running on the metal ground. "It's rough." Taledud looked gloomy at the back of Tagwo as he went out, and said softly, "How can this make people feel safe to let him work alone?" "......" Los Bella did not speak.

After a while, the timer generator beeped again. "What would Captain Rey do if that happened to him?" Tammiddod asked suddenly. "I guess I'll be patient." Los Bella paused before replying. "Still, he's been a little too long." Los Bella said again, with a little schadenfreude in her worries, "Did you accidentally fall into the toilet?" Do you need me to salvage it in the spirit of team-friendliness? "Los Bella, a pointless joke." Tammiddod laughed, but said it again.