The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
It's Ah.
In the cabin that was converted into a banquet hall, guests in Yàn tuxedo held champagne full of wine glasses, standing by the window admiring the gradually rapid raindrops outside the window.
Meteorological drones cruised above the stratosphere, and the meteorological data of hundreds of miles were under the surveillance of the fleet.
When setting up routes, meteorological factors are taken into account as the primary factor. Often, they have adjusted their directions and avoided perfectly before the storm begins to brew.
When it rains and when it is sunny, it is controllable for Americans living on the deck.
If you take a step back, even if you accidentally encounter extreme weather such as storms, you will not be able to threaten them at all.
All the ships were firmly fixed by steel cantilevers as thick as legs. The fleet was connected like a city floating on the water. The waves of the two of them were hit by, and they could not even feel the bumps.
Occasionally encountering a slightly heavier rain like this is a rare beauty.
Not far away, several water storage freighters had already opened their sheds. Residents living on various freighters also ran to the deck, ship side and top of the ship with colorful plastic buckets, looking forward to the arrival of sweet rain.
The rain gradually became heavier, and the raindrops that were originally as big as mung beans turned into the size of soybeans. They did not feel the silent warmth of the moistening objects when they were blown on people's faces.
The people standing on the deck looked at the dark sky and finally realized something was wrong.
On the Jubit destroyer, as the radar room of the meteorological monitoring center, staff were busy running around the desks. Several technicians in suits stood in front of the meteorological cloud map of the entire department, frowned and pointed at the parameters one by one.
A large number of cumulonimbus clouds gathered in the air, and the wind power rose sharply by three levels... Hell, what's going on?
Meteorological data error?Cairns frowned, it was still the weather drone that had malfunctioned.
This is the first time he has seen such a strange thing after working in the meteorological monitoring center on the Jubit destroyer.
This is his tenth time to check the data in his hands, but no matter how many times it is, the conclusion should be sunny.
None!Bertram, who was standing next to him, shook his head and said, "It's not normal anymore!"This is the strangest thing. Although all the data is correct, the final analysis results are completely opposite to what we see now!There must be some malfunction, just like...
Halfway through, he suddenly stopped talking.
That expression seemed to be shocked by his own guess.
Just like?Cairns asked with a frown.
After hesitating for a moment, Bertram finally finished his speculation.
It's like someone has tampered with our weather...
Bertram's guess is correct, and there are indeed people who have tampered with their weather.
To put it more accurately, NAC just returned the things they had originally planned to do to the West Coast.
Just as the meteorological monitoring center on the Jubit destroyer reported the news to the Ministry of Defense located on the Obama. When the speculation was urgently verified, the roaring wind finally revealed its fangs hidden under the waves.
The raindrops were getting heavier and heavier, and the raging wind was like a blade, blowing people on the deck couldn't open their eyes.
The plastic bucket full of water was blown over directly, and the water collector unfolded around the water storage boat was directly broken, like a blown umbrella hanging backwards.
The raging storm piled up in the air, condensing the cumulonimbus cloud into a bunch of black cyclones.
The entire sky was shrouded in the roar of the storm, and the people who surrendered to the power of nature finally began to tremble.
God, this wind is too strong!
Damn, what are those guys driving the boat thinking!Is this going into a typhoon?!
We are heading towards the eye of the storm!
Enough, stop quickly!
Looking at the situation on the fleet not far away and the dark clouds, the guests standing in the banquet hall finally restrained their pleasing eyes and let out a scream of horror.
Someone roared loudly, asking why he had not changed his course yet, and some people knelt on their feet and prayed, begging God to show his noble hand.
But it is obvious that God cannot hear their prayers.
Even if you hear it, it will be of no use.
Because it was not God who wanted them to die, but Jiang Chen.
The huge waves dozens of meters high far exceed the highest point of the aircraft carrier. Even the most majestic aircraft carrier, the Aubama aircraft carrier is just like a small boat in front of this wave that is overwhelming.
The wide bow of the ship was completely out of the water surface, and as the waves were bumpy, it suddenly got into the water. Not long after, it returned to the air. The entire aircraft carrier was like a roller coaster pushed up to the peak by the roaring waves, and it smashed into the water.
The crew on the deck was thrown out and fell into the sea and disappeared.
Those who hid in the cabin were not much better. As the waves turbulently slammed from the ground to the ceiling, they were then dropped back.
The most regrettable thing is the two helicopters parked on the apron. Before they could take off, they were shot into the sea by a wave.
As for the fleet behind the aircraft carrier, it is even worse.
Freighters are connected by mechanical cantilevers. If it were usual, this structure could play a stable role at sea.
However, it is obviously not the case now. A typhoon that surpassed Level 16 passed through the center of the fleet, and rivets flew out like shells. The broken mechanical cantilever and the damaged freighter were stirred into the air together, and then roughly threw it out to create more garbage at sea level...
What's going on!This is impossible!How did they know we're here... Wait, isn't the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center under General McCarthy's control?His fingers tightly clamped the handrail by the wall. Sean, who had already put on a seat belt, his eyes were covered with bloodshot.
Directly opposite the window is the Rhino, his constituency.
And now, he was watching the luxury cruise ship, together with other ships in the fleet, be swallowed up by the raging typhoon...
Mr. President, it's time for us to leave.Stumbling open the office door, the soldier in power armor looked at the President hanging on the wall, and said in a hurry, "The power system of the Obama USS has had a serious failure. The Minister asked me to inform you to go immediately."
Walk?Tell me where else can I go!
Sean roared red with his eyes as he watched the special forces commander trying to persuade him.
Any ship is equipped with a submersible, and you can take a submersible to escape to the seabed when an accident occurs, and the Obama is no exception.
As the president of America, Sean certainly wouldn't be unaware of this, but even if he knew it, he didn't want to run away.
Although he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, he actually understood what was going on.
The reason why this typhoon appears here is that most people from NAC have controlled the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center.
In this way, General McCarthy and the Fourth Marine Brigade led by him should have been in danger.
This wind blew away the last aura of America. Even if he survived, what's the point?
Losing the aircraft carrier and destroyer, only a concentration camp in Panama was left, and even half of the brigade of soldiers could not be gathered together.
Even if he escapes from here and finally waits for his ending, nothing will change...
It's Ah.
In the cabin that was converted into a banquet hall, guests in Yàn tuxedo held champagne full of wine glasses, standing by the window admiring the gradually rapid raindrops outside the window.
Meteorological drones cruised above the stratosphere, and the meteorological data of hundreds of miles were under the surveillance of the fleet.
When setting up routes, meteorological factors are taken into account as the primary factor. Often, they have adjusted their directions and avoided perfectly before the storm begins to brew.
When it rains and when it is sunny, it is controllable for Americans living on the deck.
If you take a step back, even if you accidentally encounter extreme weather such as storms, you will not be able to threaten them at all.
All the ships were firmly fixed by steel cantilevers as thick as legs. The fleet was connected like a city floating on the water. The waves of the two of them were hit by, and they could not even feel the bumps.
Occasionally encountering a slightly heavier rain like this is a rare beauty.
Not far away, several water storage freighters had already opened their sheds. Residents living on various freighters also ran to the deck, ship side and top of the ship with colorful plastic buckets, looking forward to the arrival of sweet rain.
The rain gradually became heavier, and the raindrops that were originally as big as mung beans turned into the size of soybeans. They did not feel the silent warmth of the moistening objects when they were blown on people's faces.
The people standing on the deck looked at the dark sky and finally realized something was wrong.
On the Jubit destroyer, as the radar room of the meteorological monitoring center, staff were busy running around the desks. Several technicians in suits stood in front of the meteorological cloud map of the entire department, frowned and pointed at the parameters one by one.
A large number of cumulonimbus clouds gathered in the air, and the wind power rose sharply by three levels... Hell, what's going on?
Meteorological data error?Cairns frowned, it was still the weather drone that had malfunctioned.
This is the first time he has seen such a strange thing after working in the meteorological monitoring center on the Jubit destroyer.
This is his tenth time to check the data in his hands, but no matter how many times it is, the conclusion should be sunny.
None!Bertram, who was standing next to him, shook his head and said, "It's not normal anymore!"This is the strangest thing. Although all the data is correct, the final analysis results are completely opposite to what we see now!There must be some malfunction, just like...
Halfway through, he suddenly stopped talking.
That expression seemed to be shocked by his own guess.
Just like?Cairns asked with a frown.
After hesitating for a moment, Bertram finally finished his speculation.
It's like someone has tampered with our weather...
Bertram's guess is correct, and there are indeed people who have tampered with their weather.
To put it more accurately, NAC just returned the things they had originally planned to do to the West Coast.
Just as the meteorological monitoring center on the Jubit destroyer reported the news to the Ministry of Defense located on the Obama. When the speculation was urgently verified, the roaring wind finally revealed its fangs hidden under the waves.
The raindrops were getting heavier and heavier, and the raging wind was like a blade, blowing people on the deck couldn't open their eyes.
The plastic bucket full of water was blown over directly, and the water collector unfolded around the water storage boat was directly broken, like a blown umbrella hanging backwards.
The raging storm piled up in the air, condensing the cumulonimbus cloud into a bunch of black cyclones.
The entire sky was shrouded in the roar of the storm, and the people who surrendered to the power of nature finally began to tremble.
God, this wind is too strong!
Damn, what are those guys driving the boat thinking!Is this going into a typhoon?!
We are heading towards the eye of the storm!
Enough, stop quickly!
Looking at the situation on the fleet not far away and the dark clouds, the guests standing in the banquet hall finally restrained their pleasing eyes and let out a scream of horror.
Someone roared loudly, asking why he had not changed his course yet, and some people knelt on their feet and prayed, begging God to show his noble hand.
But it is obvious that God cannot hear their prayers.
Even if you hear it, it will be of no use.
Because it was not God who wanted them to die, but Jiang Chen.
The huge waves dozens of meters high far exceed the highest point of the aircraft carrier. Even the most majestic aircraft carrier, the Aubama aircraft carrier is just like a small boat in front of this wave that is overwhelming.
The wide bow of the ship was completely out of the water surface, and as the waves were bumpy, it suddenly got into the water. Not long after, it returned to the air. The entire aircraft carrier was like a roller coaster pushed up to the peak by the roaring waves, and it smashed into the water.
The crew on the deck was thrown out and fell into the sea and disappeared.
Those who hid in the cabin were not much better. As the waves turbulently slammed from the ground to the ceiling, they were then dropped back.
The most regrettable thing is the two helicopters parked on the apron. Before they could take off, they were shot into the sea by a wave.
As for the fleet behind the aircraft carrier, it is even worse.
Freighters are connected by mechanical cantilevers. If it were usual, this structure could play a stable role at sea.
However, it is obviously not the case now. A typhoon that surpassed Level 16 passed through the center of the fleet, and rivets flew out like shells. The broken mechanical cantilever and the damaged freighter were stirred into the air together, and then roughly threw it out to create more garbage at sea level...
What's going on!This is impossible!How did they know we're here... Wait, isn't the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center under General McCarthy's control?His fingers tightly clamped the handrail by the wall. Sean, who had already put on a seat belt, his eyes were covered with bloodshot.
Directly opposite the window is the Rhino, his constituency.
And now, he was watching the luxury cruise ship, together with other ships in the fleet, be swallowed up by the raging typhoon...
Mr. President, it's time for us to leave.Stumbling open the office door, the soldier in power armor looked at the President hanging on the wall, and said in a hurry, "The power system of the Obama USS has had a serious failure. The Minister asked me to inform you to go immediately."
Walk?Tell me where else can I go!
Sean roared red with his eyes as he watched the special forces commander trying to persuade him.
Any ship is equipped with a submersible, and you can take a submersible to escape to the seabed when an accident occurs, and the Obama is no exception.
As the president of America, Sean certainly wouldn't be unaware of this, but even if he knew it, he didn't want to run away.
Although he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, he actually understood what was going on.
The reason why this typhoon appears here is that most people from NAC have controlled the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center.
In this way, General McCarthy and the Fourth Marine Brigade led by him should have been in danger.
This wind blew away the last aura of America. Even if he survived, what's the point?
Losing the aircraft carrier and destroyer, only a concentration camp in Panama was left, and even half of the brigade of soldiers could not be gathered together.
Even if he escapes from here and finally waits for his ending, nothing will change...
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