With the disappearance of the Flesh Spear,

A circular hole with a diameter of more than three meters appeared on the bottom deck of this ballast tank.

The submarine's hull was pierced, leaving a large number of broken metal structures and wires exposed, with occasional bursts of electrical sparks.

Outside the cabin, there is a pitch-black sea, as thick as ink, so black that it is heartwarming.

As the flesh spear that had blocked the gap in the hull retracted into the ammunition pouch, endless sea water began to pour wildly through the breach into the cabin.

Fortunately, the overall structure of this submarine is still intact, except for some damage at the bottom, the sealing is relatively good.

The air content in the upper part of the submarine was not lost much.

The bitterly cold water was only part of it, and the current soon began to weaken.

And without the pulling force of the flesh gun dragging downward, the tendency of the submarine to sink has finally eased.

Although Simon has been busy acting as a decoy outside the cabin, he has always been distracted and concerned about Meng Lei's movements.

When I saw the huge ghost ship above my head, which was like the top of Mount Tai, I finally stopped falling down.

Simon immediately yelled and shouted excitedly:

"Captain, it worked! You've made it! The damn thalamus boat is gone, and the damn thalamus boat has finally stopped! ”

A huge E-class transport boat that slowly descends from a high altitude.

This process was not particularly obvious to Meng Lei and the other personnel who stayed inside the submarine.

However, Simon has always been very close, and he can clearly and intuitively feel the oppression of the cloudy roof.

This feeling was extremely strong for him, and when the behemoth that was pressing on his head suddenly stopped falling, his whole body seemed to be much lighter, as if he had lifted a burden.

However, Meng Lei is obviously not as optimistic as Simon at the moment.

Because he knows very well that the crisis has not been completely resolved.

As long as the thalamic meat gun ammunition organ hidden in the beacon station remains active, the flesh gun will continue to attack, even if it is cut off from the inside many times.

At the moment, Meng Lei couldn't care about hiding the existence of the golden finger.

As soon as Simon's words fell, he immediately shouted loudly:

"Simon, don't be careless, since the lymphatic system of the thalamus has a continuous supply of energy to give birth to an army of cells, the flesh gun also has the same ability! This thing is so evil, you need to enter the beacon station as soon as possible and see if you can find the main organ connected to the flesh gun, and destroy it first, so that it does not attack the submarine again! ”

Speaking of this, Hans's voice suddenly sounded in everyone's headphones:

"Bag! There must be a huge pouch organ inside the beacon station, and the flesh gun is usually coiled up in the pouch, and that thing is its body! Simon, focus on the capsular organs! ”

I have to say, this guy Hans is definitely a great value employee!

Hans, who has a wealth of sailing experience, has experience and experience that even A-level professionals cannot match, even if his professional rating is not high.

For the creature of the thalamus, although he didn't know much about it, he didn't know the characteristics of the flesh spear that would attack repeatedly.

But through Meng Lei's reminder, he immediately gave a very targeted judgment based on his own experience.

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It is also thanks to the addition of Hans that Meng Lei avoided the risk that the golden finger might be exposed.

Otherwise, he really couldn't explain why he knew so much about this strange creature when he first came into contact with the thalamic fungus.

Hearing this, Simon also realized the seriousness of the matter, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, the cells in the beacon station are almost killed, I'll try to go in and have a look!"

Meng Lei responded:

"Pay attention to safety, my side will send people over to support, and you will act together!"

The crisis on the thalamus has been lifted, the flesh gun has been severed, and the lymphatic organs have been severely damaged.

The vegetative people don't seem to be in the water, and they don't see any signs of threat for the time being.

The task of the boarding combat team has been completed, and the oxygen content of everyone's wetsuits is quite abundant.

At this time, it is completely possible to continue to assist Simon in completing the task and speeding up the progress of the goal.

However, Meng Lei didn't plan to continue to follow them into the beacon station.

Bruised by a vegetative whiplash, his left arm remained in a half-crippled state, and the pain became more and more intense, making him unfit to continue fighting.

And now he is not alone, there is no need to risk his life and rush to the front line of the battle.

Therefore, the ammunition carried by the crowd was quickly integrated.

Concentrate all the ammunition reserves on the four combatants and send them to support Simon.

Meng Lei and the rest of the team, including the unlucky man who was wounded in the thigh, rushed out of the gap in the hull torn by the flesh gun.

One group continued to dive, while the other returned to the Sea Locust.

With the help of Huo Ye and a few people who rushed to hear the news, Meng Lei took off his diving suit with difficulty.

The instantly increased gravity when he first landed on the shore made the pain in his left arm instantly worsen, beads of sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and his face was extremely bad.

And when the wetsuit was taken off, it was obvious from the close-fitting plainclothes that his left arm was extremely swollen, like the legendary unicorn arm.

"Captain, what are you doing, your arms are swollen! What the hell is going on?! ”

Hans was taken aback by this, and while asking with concern, he hurriedly informed Gina and Lin through the ship's public address that they were ready for treatment.

"I'm fine, it's not a big problem, I just got a touch from a vegetative whip."

Meng Lei endured the pain and waved his hand, turned his head to look at the crew member who was injured in the thigh, and said:

"Hurry up and take him down first, this brother was really whipped, the injury is more serious than mine, and if he can't do it, he will be ruined, let Gina show him first."

In the previous series of battles, the crew member always gritted his teeth and persevered, and never dropped the chain.

I couldn't bear it anymore at the moment, and as soon as I got on the boat, I sat down on the ground directly, and I couldn't stop swinging all over my body, and my expression was painful.

Everyone hurriedly supported the crew member and Meng Lei, and quickly came to the medical cabin on the second floor.

The hatch opened, and Gina sat leisurely in the swivel seat.

The delicate face is seductive and languid, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

It seems that as long as her head is not lost, no matter how serious the injury is, it is nothing.

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"Yo, dear little captain, what's wrong with you? It's really distressing to be like this after not seeing it for a while. ”

Seeing Meng Lei holding his bloated arm, he walked into the medical cabin with a pale face.

Gina stepped forward gracefully, her hot red lips spitting out teasing words, and a shallow smile on her face.

Meng Lei was in no mood to laugh with her, so after briefly explaining the situation, he asked her to hurry up and start treatment.

I have to say that although this woman is a little out of tune most of the time, she doesn't say anything about medical technology.

With the medicine she personally dispensed and her unique and skillful treatment methods, the injuries of the two were quickly greatly relieved, the pain subsided, and there was a significant improvement.

"Okay, it's just a slight bone crack, as long as you take the medicine on time, you can recover after two days."

After dealing with the injuries of the two, Gina stretched her waist, took out a bottle of beer from the medicine cabinet with bottles and cans of various medicines, and continued to sit back in the chair leisurely.

Meng Lei moved his arm, feeling the slightest coolness brought by the green ointment on the surface of his skin, and constantly penetrating into his body.

The feeling of numbness and comfort hit him, and he nodded slightly.

Show your gratitude by acquiescing to the eccentric woman's drinking behavior during working hours.

Then, Meng Lei prepared to leave.

As time passed, the roars of Simon and others continued to be heard in the headphones.

They have entered the interior of the beacon station, engaged the remaining thalamic leukocytes in close combat, and begun the final fight.

At this time, although Meng Lei couldn't help much.

But as the supreme commander of the fleet, he can't be a hands-off shopkeeper, he must always pay attention to the situation of the battle and command in a timely manner.

However, just as he was about to leave the door, Gina suddenly said something inexplicably.

"Dear little captain, don't only focus on the external situation, but also occasionally look at the overall situation, hidden dangers do not only come from the outside of the submarine, Dr. Gina kindly reminds that sometimes, the real crisis is often around us......"

Hearing this, Meng Lei suddenly paused.

The right hand, which had been pressed on the opening button of the hatch, did not exert its strength for a long time, and stopped in mid-air in a daze.

His brows furrowed slightly, and realizing that Gina had something to say, turned his head and asked:

"What do you mean?"

Gina smiled slightly, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip on her head, then gently wiped the corners of her mouth with her fingers, and said meaningfully:

"Dear little captain, haven't you wondered why this beacon station is infected by the thalamus?"

Meng Lei's heart jumped, and he vaguely seemed to have grasped something.

But Gina's question was too sudden, and he couldn't react immediately for a while, and subconsciously replied:

"Of course, it's because the thalamic spores are inhaled in the water pump, so the thalamus is infected, otherwise, what else can it be?"

Gina twisted her body on the swivel seat unhurriedly, the loose uniform could not hide her graceful figure, and the curves were fully displayed, showing the ultimate seduction.

"Have you ever wondered where these thalamic spores come from?"

"How do I know that?"

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Meng Lei shook his head in a daze, and said uncertainly: "Hans said, this thing generally exists in the deep-sea environment of the leveling area, and now that it appears here, it is likely to be brought up by the spatial tide." ”

After a pause, Meng Lei stared at Gina suspiciously, and said blankly:

"Dr. Gina, what the hell are you trying to say?"

Gina smiled slightly, and walked up to Meng Lei with the wine bottle.

She leaned forward and attached it to Meng Lei's ear, her hot red lips spit out a mouthful of wine, and a word that made Meng Lei creep.

"I mean, since the beacon station is infected, have you ever considered that our submarines will be infected as well?"

Short words are like a bolt from the blue.

Meng Lei stood stunned on the spot, and his heart trembled like a river overturning the sea!

Gina's words were like suddenly piercing open the layer of window paper that had been covering his heart, and all kinds of thoughts instantly converged, frantically impacting his heart.

It was only at this time that Meng Lei finally realized what a key issue he vaguely felt had been overlooked.

Thalamic spores!

He actually left this thing out!

Since the beacon station has been infected with the thalamus, it proves that there were, and perhaps even are, a large number of thalamic spores in the nearby sea.

These fungal spores are simply indistinguishable to the naked eye, and even if they are numerous, they cannot be captured with the naked eye.

They lurk in the chaotic currents of the ocean, hiding in the deepest depths of darkness.

When attention is drawn to the crisis at hand, it is easy to overlook this invisible and invisible threat!

It wasn't until this time that Meng Lei suddenly remembered something.

For some time now, as they passed through the narrow passage in the middle of the rock formations, the expeditionary fleet encountered a strong current.

It was a chaotic scene, and the sea was muddy.

The sand of the sea is covered with some unknown microorganism, which obscures the sky like a deep-sea sandstorm.

Not only is the visibility to the naked eye almost zero, but even the sonar system has been affected to a certain extent.

At that time, Goldfinger was abnormal for a time and became extremely unstable.

As Meng Lei's gaze focused on the chaotic image of the ocean currents on the sonar display, a long string of textual messages occasionally emerged.

But before he could see the contents, the words would dissipate inexplicably.

Often, even the entities of the Eight Classics have not yet been condensed, and the dark golden words seem to have been scattered by some force.

At that time, although Meng Lei was surprised, he had no clue at all, and he couldn't figure out what kind of demon Goldfinger was doing.

However, he was suspicious for a while.

There may be something in the midst of that chaotic and strange current, and Goldfinger is trying to remind him.

Now it seems that those text prompts that dissipated in an instant are very likely to be thalamic spores!

It's just that the spores of this fungus are too small to be locked by the eye at all.

Therefore, the gold finger will have intermittent abnormal performance.

If this is the case, then there is no doubt that the entire fleet was already infected by the thalamus at that time and became the host of this strange creature!

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"Holy!"

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Lei's scalp suddenly tingled, and he felt a chill running through his heels from his head.

He immediately scolded, and he didn't have time to think about why Gina would use such a leisurely attitude to remind him of such a terrible thing.

While running wildly to the outside of the medical cabin, he hysterically shouted into the earphones:

"Everyone immediately check their ballast tanks to see if they are parasitized by the thalamus, go quickly!"

In fact, he didn't wait for Meng Lei's words to fall.

Zhang Chao, Lin Ming, Zhu Fei and others, who heard Gina's reminder from the earphones, were immediately shocked.

At the same time as Meng Lei spoke, several of them had already begun to broadcast the whole ship, frantically calling the crew to assemble at the location of the submarine's ballast tank.

Moments later,

As one ballast tank after another was opened, the exclamations and curses in the communication headset suddenly became noisy, and an aura of despair instantly enveloped the entire expeditionary fleet.

Sure enough!

Including the Sea Locust, all five submarines that sailed were parasitized by the thalamus!

The buds that were waiting to be released, hideous and gorgeous, rooted in the scarlet wriggling flesh, silently crawled all over the ballast tank.

The weird and twisted blood lines on the flowers are like terrifying grimaces.

In the darkness, he laughed silently at the miserable crowd outside the hatch!

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