After nearly three hours of desperate runs, all the ships in the fleet, including the E-class transport, were scarred and broken.

Surrounded by tens of thousands of sea monsters for more than 20 kilometers, the long-distance fleet was already at the end of its power.

If it weren't for the fact that the electromagnetic coil would not be extinguished throughout the whole process, it would always play a role efficiently and tenaciously stick to the last line of defense of the submarine.

I'm afraid that the expeditionary fleet at this moment has been gnawed into pieces, and there is not even a slag left.

Even so, the submarines were badly damaged.

The shell structure was torn, the cabin was seeping water everywhere, the electrical system was also paralyzed in a large area due to severe overload, the lighting equipment was affected, and the passage was flickering and dark, giving people a strong sense of visual tearing.

Even the oxygen chamber of Escort 2 ceased to function, and the crew had to wear diving suits or carry oxygen masks to survive.

This thrilling breakthrough battle caused the long-distance fleet to be embarrassed and almost wiped out.

It was the most tragic battle that everyone, including Meng Lei, had ever encountered since the crossing, and it was really dangerous!

Fortunately, the end result is not too bad.

Except for the fact that the guards were left behind and overwhelmed by the endless strange tide, the fleet did not suffer more serious casualties, which was also a blessing in misfortune.

Inside the Sea Locust, Meng Lei had already wiped the blood on his face, and the wound had been carefully bandaged by Lin.

Although his face was much better than just now, he could still see the surging clouds between his eyebrows.

At this moment, the lights in the command room of the bridge were flickering, the smoke was filled, and there was a sad atmosphere in the air, which was extremely depressing.

Lin Ming's last sentence of "take care" kept echoing in his ears, and Meng Lei felt bitter in his heart, and he still couldn't let go.

has experienced so many things, and he is actually a little confused about life and death.

But seeing his companions who had fought side by side being dragged into the abyss little by little by those twisted and deformed monsters, he gave up the order to rescue.

It is equivalent to sending his comrades into the mouth of the tiger with his own hands.

It was hard to describe, and even though it was irretrievable and an established fact, it was still like a boulder pressing down on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

"Perhaps, this trip to sea itself is a mistake ......"

Recalling all the things he had encountered along the way, Meng Lei suddenly felt a little stunned.

From the moment the fleet met the thalamus, it seemed that everything was no longer going well.

The speed of the spatial tidal explosion far exceeded everyone's expectations, and the scope and impact were so wide and so great that it was unprecedented in the history of the Tias in the two hundred years since they colonized the alien planet!

This time the space tidal phenomenon can be said to be a reference to no experience.

Knowing that this would be the case, Meng Lei would never risk choosing to leave the city at this time, even if it would affect the development of the fleet, he would have to wait for everything to be stable.

But it's too late to say anything, the fleet has already penetrated deep into the hydrothermal wasteland, and the destination is close at hand.

It is impossible to return to the city of Syr, the distance is too far, and it is even more risky.

The only way to get to the nearest Alliance outpost is to seek refuge for the time being.

In addition, if you want to go to the colony of Barona, you must have someone who knows the terrain to lead the way.

The former alliance gathering place is too remote and has no navigation guidance, so it is difficult for outsiders to find it.

In the fleet, Hans and another alien native sailor had been in and out of the bounty fleet twice, and the others had no experience at all.

Hans and Hans are also very unfamiliar with the terrain there, and it is difficult to leave a deep impression of the dark deep-sea environment and the ever-changing sedimentary layers of the seabed.

As a result, the fleet must also find a guide at the Alliance outpost near the colony of Barona in order to reach the neutral city.

And judging from the current position of the fleet, there are still more than eighty kilometers in a straight line from the next Alliance outpost.

If we had bypassed those dangerous seas and made a detour from a safe route, it would have been 150 kilometers to say the least.

Even at full speed, it would take ten hours to arrive.

At the current speed of the tidal burst in space, ten hours is enough for too many things to happen.

Therefore, Meng Lei was a little anxious in his heart, and kept urging the fleet members to speed up the maintenance progress, hoping to set off as soon as possible.

However, the damage to the fleet was too severe.

Even with Byron's two A-class engineers present, the restoration was not done overnight.

At about half past ten in the morning of the same day, Byron personally boarded the Sea Locust and reported the progress of the restoration to Meng Lei.

With a bandage on his head and a steel plate on his arm, Byron, who had unfortunately hung up in the previous chaos, walked into the bridge command room with a thick dignified look on his face, and spoke helplessly.

"Captain, from the current situation, it is almost impossible for all ships to be completely repaired with manpower alone, and many structural injuries need to be maintained with the help of large equipment in the shipyard.

All we can do now is simply patch up the loopholes and ensure the normal operation of the submarine so that it will not continue to seep into the cabin.

There is little else to do. ”

Hearing this, Meng Lei couldn't help frowning deeply.

With a 150-kilometer route, it is difficult to guarantee that everything will go smoothly during the voyage, and it is inevitable that you will encounter accidents again.

If we fail to maintain the combat capability of the fleet, I am afraid that this journey will also be full of crises and death.

However, even the A-class engineer is powerless, and what can he, a layman who knows nothing about submarine maintenance work, do?

In the end, Meng Lei could only reluctantly order Byron and others to use all means to repair each submarine as much as possible to maximize the safety factor.

At the very least, they must also be able to deal with the siege of ordinary strange tides, and they cannot be said to collapse at the touch of any danger.

In that case, the fleet would be like a piece of glass, too fragile for it to set sail, and it would be better to sit here and wait for death.

Byron reluctantly accepted the order, sighed again and again and shook his head and left.

Before leaving, apply to Meng Lei, and it will take at least eight hours to meet the requirements for sailing.

After all, the current state of the staff of the maintenance team is not very good, in the previous outbreak of chaos, without exception, all of them were hung up, and deeply affected by the sequelae left by the banshee's scream, the work efficiency has been greatly reduced, and it is already a miracle to be lucky to survive.

In this regard, Meng Lei naturally nodded in agreement and did not put too much pressure on Byron.

When it comes to security, he is by no means sloppy.

It is better to delay a little longer than to let the fleet have problems on the way.

Fortunately, this sea area is very quiet, there are not a large number of sea monsters entrenched around, everything seems to be extremely peaceful and peaceful, and the maintenance work of the fleet can be carried out smoothly.

A group of maintenance team workers with bandages on their heads and disabilities only went through simple psychiatric treatment, and immediately plunged into intense and busy work.

Wearing wetsuits, holding plasma cutters and welding tools, they endure the negative effects of the sequelae and wander in the dark and cold waters, which can be described as quite dedicated.

But the good times didn't last long, and the battle between abyss-level sea monsters was too widespread, and it would not be fixed in a certain sea area.

At about twelve o'clock in the afternoon, on the periphery of the sea where the fleet docked, a low and terrifying roar was faintly heard.

Grim and deep, it echoes wildly in the distant depths of darkness, shaking in all directions.

Obviously, the battle that took place between the Eater of the Abyss and the Banshee of the Abyss is still not over.

The two apex predators are both the existence of the deep sea overlords, and once they fight, it is bound to be a situation of endless death.

In the course of the continuous fighting, the battlefield gradually shifted, and it approached the position where the fleet was docked.

As a last resort, Meng Lei could only lead the fleet to continue to move and move towards more remote areas.

It was not until the terrible fluctuations had subsided again that the fleet stopped again and continued the repairing work.

At the same time, to be on the safe side.

During the maintenance process, the fleet collectively kept the sonar silent, as far as possible from being detected by unknown threats in the dark.

Finally, it was past eight o'clock in the evening.

The repair of the fleet is complete, and while the shocking scratches and bites on the hull surface remain, the huge holes that can destroy the entire structure have been repaired.

As long as it is no longer subjected to high-intensity impacts and tears, safety can barely be guaranteed.

In addition, the blood stains in the cabin have been cleaned up, and the bulkheads have been renewed, making them no longer look so scary and scary.

In fact, the cleanliness of the cabin will not affect the safety of the voyage, but Gina timely pointed out that those blood stains will have a certain degree of impact on the psychological state of the crew, and recalling the past experience is not conducive to the recovery of the mental level.

Meng Lei thought about it, and when he saw the bloodstained corridor, he couldn't help but think of those crazy babbling and all kinds of terrifying pictures in his mind.

The sequelae of the banshee's screaming will last for a long time, and if you have been living in such an environment, you will be a normal person, and your mental state will also have problems.

As a result, the cleaning of the cabins became part of the restoration project.

By the time the dust settled, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

All the members of the fleet, including Meng Lei, have not rested well, and after today's series of terrible encounters, they are already physically and mentally exhausted.

But with the experience of the previous night, Meng Lei did not dare to let the fleet continue to rest at night.

After a brief dinner, everyone picked up their spirits and set sail again, heading at full speed towards the nearest Alliance outpost.

In the afternoon, Meng Lei had nothing to do, so he made a detailed plan for the next trip.

Now that the threat of sea monsters is free, the fleet no longer needs to pass through the waters marked as dangerous areas, and can make a detour.

Although it will waste a lot of time, with the current state of the fleet, it is better to avoid encountering battles as much as possible.

It's all about safety.

However, it is not for nothing that hydrothermal wasteland is listed as a forbidden area in the first half of the 66671 channel.

In this part of the sea, it can be said that there is no place that is completely safe.

The sea areas that are marked as dangerous areas are just denser in the sea monster population, and sometimes there are large sea monsters, so there are more uncertainties.

Elsewhere, there are also plenty of sea monsters lurking.

Compared with the vicinity of the safe shipping lanes planned by the Alliance, it is also extremely dangerous, and it is difficult for ordinary small individual fleets to pass calmly.

Fortunately, Meng Lei's golden finger played a great role here.

The two-kilometer detection range can help him effectively avoid a large number of potential threats in advance, and if there are a large number of sea monsters in front of him, he can directly change his route and avoid it from a distance.

Unless you encounter a situation that is really unavoidable, then you can only be tough and tough.

Thanks to Goldfinger's reminder, along the way, it is indeed to avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles for the fleet.

But even so, the number of battles encountered by two hands is innumerable, and there are more than thousands of sea monsters killed!

Meng Lei has a golden finger, and he has walked so hard in the hydrothermal wasteland.

It is entirely conceivable how dangerous it would be for other fleets to sail in this area.

It is precisely because of its high danger that when the mineral resources in this sea area are no longer rich and a large number of mining sites are gradually abandoned, a large number of outposts that used to be scattered here have also been abandoned.

In fact, at the height of the hydrothermal wasteland, there were as many as twenty-five outposts and gathering places!

However, with the passage of time, the mineral sedimentary zone formed by hydrothermal eruptions has been mined out one after another and lost its use value.

In addition, the population of the Tia is growing explosively every year, and there is not enough manpower to maintain the operation of the outpost, and this rich land is gradually declining.

To this day, there are only two or three deep-sea outposts that are still operating in this area to ensure that there are no faults in the alliance's shipping lanes.

And the closest outpost to the colony of Barona, called "Modo" station.

Some people prefer to call it the "Little Magic Capital".

Because the hydrothermal wasteland itself has another name in this channel, called the "Devil's Sea", Moduo Station, as the largest alliance gathering place in the hydrothermal wasteland, naturally has the name of "Devil's Capital".

Also, because it is located on the outskirts of the colony of Barona, any ship trying to make its way to the colony of Barona will have to pass through here.

As a result, there are various forces coming and going here all year round.

Both bounty hunters and members of the Breakaway, including the Painted Skin Cult and even some pirate groups, will settle here before entering the colony of Barona.

It can be said that the environment here is mixed, and the level of chaos is no less than that of the colony of Barona.

The law and order in the city is very poor, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

So, gradually.

The title "Magic City" has become so widespread that most people have forgotten its name.