In the control room on the top floor of the airship, the chaotic lights were still shining in the dim environment, and the shrill sound of the siren hit the hearts of everyone in the command room like a hammer. The data on the various instruments of the pen and the fun www.biquge.info pavilion kept soaring, and the controller sitting in front of it was sweating all the time, and the cold wind blowing on his head was no longer cool.

The middle-aged captain was still sitting on the highest captain's chair, and the glass in his hand was long gone. But he didn't dislike it, swallowed the remaining ice cubes in the cup in one gulp, and chewed it with a clatter. The old captain's expression was now much more serious, his eyes were fixed on the black clouds outside the glass, and his ears were the test data and results from the controllers everywhere.

"Raise the incline two more degrees, increase the power of the steam furnace by ten percent, and move closer to the north. The wind monitoring data was analysed as soon as possible, and my dear passengers were advised once again not to run around, as we seem to be trapped in the center of this black dust storm. The middle-aged captain swallowed the chewed ice and gave orders to the people in the control room to move forward. They were not in good condition, and could be felt by the fact that the hull of the ship was not decreasing, but was increasing a little bit. The strength of the wind outside is also getting stronger and stronger, which is not only mixed with fist-sized hailstones, but also countless yellow sand that the tornado of the main body of the black dust storm has swept up from the desert. Accelerated by the hurricane, they gained strength and slammed the annoying sound on the steel crust of the ship's hull. Noise systems and metal layers have also lost their way to deal with them.

Bad luck is really bad, this is not only the words of the captain of the merchant ship in his heart, but also the words of the entire control team. Merchant ships are steadily on Moon Lake, and even the thunderstorm brought by the black dust storm will definitely not affect them in the slightest. The steel monster condensed at the core of the Empire's industrial technology is not as fragile as people think.

However, to be impartial, when the merchant ship left the range of the Gerun Oasis and the Moon Lake at a very fast speed, and was still in the climbing stage, the black dust storm took the airship as the center of the tornado, and in less than a moment, it did not give the control personnel of the merchant ship a time to react, and it took shape in their eyes.

The entire airship was trapped inside a massive tornado. The merchant ship in the center of the tornado is in good condition now, but with the power of the merchant ship itself, it cannot break through the blockade of the black dust storm tornado. They now need to follow the movement of the Black Dust Storm Subject, while also finding a way to climb to get out of this unlucky encounter.

At this time, in the merchant ship, both the passengers and the fixed crew members clearly felt that the slope of the floor under their feet had increased a little. The volume of the flight attendant announcements coming from the loudspeakers again also increased a lot due to the increase in the surrounding noise.

The passengers in each room were already sitting in their fixed chairs, remembering their seat belts, and what they were supposed to do. They listened to the music, looked at the books in their hands, the curtains covered the round windows, and they were not very worried about the weather outside. This is an imperial merchant ship, a well-behaved cruiser class, which can already face some extreme climatic environments.

The sound of the horn in the hallway was repeated three times before it stopped. During this period, the hull of the ship shook violently, the lamps rattled, and the airship was painstakingly following up the irregular movement of the black dust storm. Kara and Leigh's bodies hidden in the ceiling had to adjust accordingly due to the change in the climbing angle of the merchant ship. The sound of a hurricane and hail rubbing against the sand against the navy blue metal hull caught up with the noise of the lifting device, penetrating the layers of room and reaching Kara and Leigh's ears.

They looked at the door of Letterman's room with no expectation or disappointment. A calm mood is important for the execution of the plan.

This time the wait was long, the lamps in the corridor were shaking, the fixed bonsai plants had fallen many petals, and the smell of pollen in the air was even stronger. At this time, the door of Letterman's room finally moved.

Because of the experience that the door would open without warning not long ago, Kara and Leigh controlled the fluctuations of surprise in their hearts to a small range. The muzzle of the gun moved gently with the soft wrist, pointing at the room door that was slowly opening. But in the sight, there was no Letterman as expected.

Absolutely impossible. Both Kara and Leigh had the same idea at the moment, and the meticulousness of the plan could not have allowed Letterman to find the slightest trace. Except for Letterman himself being alarmed, or maybe the three of them still have a secret agreement between them that they don't know about, otherwise they can't think of any other reason to come out.

Even though they were confused, Kara and Leigh continued to maintain their consistent posture, and even their breathing and heartbeat did not change in the slightest. Then, about ten seconds or so after the door of the room was completely opened, Letterman's figure appeared in Kara and Leigh's eyes.

Not seeing anything coming, Kara and Leigh relaxed a little at the same time.

Still following the original plan, Kara and Leigh did not shoot early, and used the knock on the door as a signal to give Letterman two shots that ended his life outside of his consciousness.

But the hull of the ship, which had been shaking, shook violently at this moment, and the lamps were still the same as before, and the sound of rattling sounded. Kara and Leigh's calm hearts were broken by the sound at once, as Letterman's attention was naturally drawn to the sound of the lamp, like a moth, and his eyes were raised to look at the lamp much faster than Carla and Leigh had stabilized their bodies and the muzzle of the gun had relocked on his head.

Without the slightest hesitation, Carla and Leigh chose to shoot at this time, even if it was not aimed at the brain, as long as the body was shot, even if the caliber was small and the bullet was not powerful, it could still reduce most of Letterman's combat effectiveness.

The bullets were bursting out of the ceiling at a slower speed than Letterman's rioting body. Most of the seminary-related students who had been transplanted with their nerve tissues were replaced and transplanted, and finally showed the benefits of the power of money to physical strength at this time.

Subsequent bullets continued to be added, but with the exception of the first two bullets, which actually sank into Letterman's left arm and left thigh, the rest of the bullets were all missed by Letterman's cross pupils and Kara's vision. At this time, Letterman's eyes took in all the scenery in front of him, the distance from the elevator shaft, the distance from the staircase, the distance between the person who attacked him and himself according to the sound behind him, the severity of the injury through the pain in his arms and thighs, and the people who would attack him from the chaotic thoughts in his mind! In an instant, all the electrical signals of the information set off an electrical storm in his white matter, and at the same time, the muscles of his whole body were all tense under control, and the speed of the outlaw Letterman was dazzling.

Kara and Leigh jumped straight from the ceiling where they were hiding, their same crossed pupils spreading. Leigh's body also violently at the moment when his feet landed, a little faster than the injured Letterman. He followed closely behind Letterman, drawing his tactical knife in his hand and preparing to assault Letterman's heart as he was galloping.

Lightman, who was torn by the bullet and had torn some of the muscle fiber tissue in his legs, was in extremely bad condition, and the speed of his sudden lifting slowed down a lot in the short corridor, and it was impossible to run to the elevator shaft or the corridor.

At the same time, Kara, who had fallen from the ceiling, knocked on the door where Cassia, Krichens, and Gustin were, and she was relieved to look at Letterman, who was being pinned down by Leigh at the end of the hallway.

By the time Kasia and the others had arrived with their tools, Letterman was lying in a pool of blood at the end of the hallway, his pupils dilated, and the fatal wound was a penetrating wound in his heart and a cut in an artery in his neck.

"The plan was almost ruined. Leigh calmed his breath on the side, Lightman is the captain, and his strength is on par with each of them, and Leigh didn't take much advantage just now.

"But in the end, it's good that the plan can be completed, so take advantage of this time to get rid of this place quickly. Gustin was sweating as well, and Kriches and Cassia ran back to the room to get more sheets, but everything was still as planned, and there were no surprises.

They were on the edge of the elevator shaft, cleaning up the blood splattered everywhere, when a crisp sound suddenly came, and a red light lit up in front of the elevator door.