Seeing that the dark clouds were expanding rapidly, the lightning was becoming more and more frequent, and the wind was sweeping across the sea, Huang Mao said anxiously: "Captain, the thunderstorm is coming, let's stop and take shelter." ”

The wind made landfall, blowing up countless wasteland sand and dust, and the vision gradually blurred.

If it continues to fly, the helicopter can easily be struck by lightning, or sand and dust can be swept inside the parts, causing a breakdown or crash.

Neither human life nor aircraft can be regenerated.

Huo Yishen ordered, "Find a place to stop nearby." ”

The helicopter braved the sand and landed slowly.

Not far away

"Natural Disaster at the Beginning, I Win by Hoarding Tens of Billions of Materials" Chapter 559 The Three Dialects Are Hitting in the Hand, Please Wait a Moment,

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