An Beimo pursed his lips and smiled unexpectedly, and then said: "To put it simply, when the rotation force reaches a certain level, this spaceship will collapse and destroy because it cannot withstand the ultra-high speed, and this speed node is the collapse speed." In other words, we will either flee from this ship immediately, or stop spinning, or it won't be long before we will be with it and turn into pieces in space! ”

I wondered, "Didn't you say that the weapon was activated?" How does it sound like self-destruction? ”

An Beimo immediately said: "Do you remember those strange cylinders with radioactive sources that you saw before?" If the entire ship is like a gun, then the radiations are bullets. I think this is the use of rotation to generate a strong magnetic field, combined with the non-signal radio waves to form a launch trajectory, and finally through the explosion to achieve the effect of emission. As for where to go, I don't need to say, there are no other targets in this space area, right? ”

Under An Beimo's explanation, I finally understood in general, it seems that the resurrection of the creation world cannot be achieved, and we are forced step by step, the dog is anxious to jump over the wall, and intends to drag us to die with it! This proves even more that An Beimo and I have found the right place, and I believe that the creation is not far ahead of us.

An Beimo said two ways to deal with it just now, but now if you want to escape from the spaceship, you can't do it at all, and even if you can go, I will never go. The goal of creation is the earth, and no matter what it wants to do to the earth, I can't let it succeed.

And now we are the only ones who can stop the creation of the world, so there is only one feasible way in front of us, and that is to turn off the weapon and destroy the creation before reaching that "rushing speed".

The situation before us is already obvious, and the creation is at the center of this axis of rotational force, behind the door not far from us. All I had to do was find a way to overcome the ever-faster rotation and get into that door.

However, the biggest challenge we face now is how to move forward.

The strong force generated by the rotation makes it difficult for us to stand up, not to mention that the walls and floors do not even have a clasp. Now the one meter in front of us has become a chasm that we cannot cross.

I was thinking quickly in my mind, how to solve this problem with the existing equipment of An Beimo and I.

An Beimo and I looked at each other's contents in each other's backpacks. Food, medicine, spare batteries, and some small equipment are all things that you don't need. In addition, there is a mountaineering rope in Anbei Mo's bag, and she and I also have several mechanical plugs for lanyards, so there is nothing extra other than that.

The mountaineering equipment is provided to prevent us from climbing or descending into the hole, but the walls here are smooth, and they are useless.

Seeing me staring at the wall with a mechanical plug stunned, An Beimo understood what I was bothered by. She patted me, pulled out her magnetic rail pistol, and said to me, "If we can't get out, we'll step on one ourselves!" ”

This is a solution, I hurriedly asked An Beimo how many bullets he still had. An Beimo didn't need to check it, so he replied to me: "Eighteen rounds, it should be enough." ”

I thought that this number was quite auspicious, so I told An Beimo my plan.

Because of the rotational force, we couldn't walk, so we had to climb up the corner. Use the gun in An Beimo's hand, combined with the mountaineering rope and mechanical plug, to open a way out of the wall.

I did the math, I am 1.85 meters tall, An Beimo is 1.67 meters tall, if she steps on my shoulder, our height can reach about 3.5 meters.

We all have safety rope belts around our waists, less than half a meter, we stand up like arhats, and then let An Beimo lower the mechanical plug to fix the safety rope, we need to make a hole at a height of 2.5.

Once one person is immobilized, assist the other person to continue climbing upwards. Fixed, upward, and so on, alternately climbing, you can reach the door.

An Beimo had no objection to my plan, she visually estimated it, and said that although the environmental conditions were poor, it was still okay to make a row of holes in the wall.

The matter of shooting, naturally, is none other than An Beimo, a sniper, I am just worried about whether her arm injury will affect her performance.

Seeing that I was suspicious of her, An Beimo glanced at me and said that this injury was not a matter at all. He also said that with my speed and agility, even if she held a gun in one hand and let me run 500 meters away, she would be able to shoot me wherever she wanted.

Listening to such domineering and meaningful words, I couldn't help but feel nervous, I don't know if it was my own illusion, I always felt that An Beimo's words sounded like a warning!

Talking about it, but An Beimo has already begun to measure the angle of shooting, and now the environment is extremely special, and many forces need to be within the calculation range, this is the first time I have seen An Beimo aim for so long. Of course, I know that An Beimo doesn't want to waste a bullet.

For a genius shooter like An Beimo, even if she takes longer than in the past, it is much faster than others, and it is estimated that it took more than twenty seconds for An Beimo to shoot the first shot.

There was no doubt about the penetrating power of the magnetic rail gun, and it immediately broke a hole in the wall, and then An Beimo fired again at a time interval of no more than three seconds. I watched as a row of round holes grew in the white light of the railgun, reaching the top.

After punching these holes, a total of ten rounds were consumed. An Beimo put the gun into the holster and said to me, "Okay! ”

I looked at the holes in the wall and admired myself. Whether this level is high or not, you can see it at a glance. From my point of view, the ten bullet holes are almost a straight line, and the deviation is estimated to be no more than two centimeters. I'm confident in my marksmanship, but I don't think I'll be able to do it at this level.

The two of us made the preparations, and then I squatted down and let An Beimo stand on my shoulder. Under the rotational force, we leaned against the corner of the wall, but we did not have to worry about losing our balance and falling. When I stood up, the first bullet hole was just a few centimeters above An Beimo's waist.

An Beimo first put in a mechanical plug to confirm that it was absolutely strong in the hole, and then hung up the safety rope half a meter long on his waist.

For the sake of safety, An Beimo made a double insurance, tied one end of the climbing rope around my waist first, threw out a few meters, and then tied it to his waist. Then the other end was tied to the mechanical plug ring, and a dead buckle was also knotted.

"That's it!" An Beimo above me shouted.

I slowly removed my shoulders from An Beimo's feet, and suddenly An Beimo's whole person hung in the air. The safety rope around her waist was stretched straight under the double pull of her weight and rotation.

An Beimo leaned against the wall and stretched out her hand to me, and I grabbed her and kicked the wall to climb up. When both of us had no more arms, I barely hooked the clasp on the mechanical plug with my fingers. An Beimo held one of my feet with both hands and shouted at me: "Go up and step on my shoulder!" ”

I was about to say something, but when I saw An Beimo gritting his teeth and struggling to support it, I was moved in my heart, and I was ruthless, and I stepped on her right shoulder with one foot.

An Beimo's left arm is still injured, and now she has used such a strong force, which can only make her injury worse. She fought so hard, I couldn't help but feel distressed.

As fast as I could, I put the mechanical plug into the second hole and snapped it on, and immediately hung my seat belt on it. After the body was fixed, I immediately removed my feet from An Beimo's shoulder.

An Beimo raised his head and told me, "Don't forget the climbing rope!" ”

The tip of her nose was covered with sweat, which showed that the action just now made her suffer a lot of pain. I buckled the climbing rope into the mechanical plug buckle, and then asked An Beimo, "How are you?" If not, take a break! ”

An Beimo said disdainfully: "There's no time, don't worry about it all the time!" He held out his right hand to me. Seeing that I was concerned, I couldn't help but smile slightly, and said in a softened tone: "Don't worry, girl, I'm fine!" ”

She has always been indifferent, she has never spoken so playfully, I stopped talking, and reached out to hold her. An Beimo untied the safety rope and nodded at me. I pulled her up with one arm while holding her feet with my other hand and lifting her onto my shoulder.

Repeating this back and forth, the two of us used this method of alternating arhats, moving upwards meter by meter. After I fixed my body on the last hole, I felt that all the wounds on my body were painful. Needless to say, my injuries must have worsened.

Just now, I was highly focused, and I didn't feel anything, but now I breathe a sigh of relief, and I feel as uncomfortable as a river in my chest. His throat tightened, and a mouthful of blood gushed up. I was wearing a mask, and it would be troublesome for this mouthful of blood to spurt out, so I hurriedly pressed it and swallowed it back.

An Beimo found out that something was wrong with me, and hurriedly called me loudly and asked me what was wrong.

I shook my head, coughed a few times, and said it was fine. Then he pointed to the wall in front of me and said to An Beimo: "Open a hole here, I want to get close to that door." ”

An Beimo was half-suspended in the air, raising his gun to aim, and after a few seconds, he made a hole in the place I was pointing at. As soon as I stretched out my arm, just in time to get there, I tucked the last mechanical plug in my body.

I hung the rope on the last mechanical plug, but found that the rope was not long enough. Looking left and right, there was no other way, so I tightened the rope in my hand, wrapped it around my arm a few more times, and then gritted my teeth and untied the buckle of the safety rope.

The tremendous pressure suddenly made my body jerk backwards, and I pulled the climbing rope my hand to prevent it from slipping down, but the huge pulling force on my arm almost tore my arm off.

At this moment, the rotational force is much larger than before, indicating that the speed of rotation is much faster. I feel that in this place where I am now, the four walls have become a little distorted and deformed, and I am afraid that it will be almost to the "rushing speed" that An Beimo said.

Maybe the next second this place will be torn to pieces, and we are running out of time. The desire to survive made me scream angrily, focusing all my strength on the arm that grabbed the climbing rope.