Aros was shocked from the corner of his eyes and hurriedly looked away. When he glanced through the scene outside the window, his expression also changed.

Although the speed of the shuttle has been reduced a lot after the friction of the atmosphere, because the initial speed is too high, even after being buffered by the atmosphere, the speed is far beyond the speed of sound.

The height of Crotan from the ground to the troposphere is 24KM. If the flight speed of the shuttle is at the shuttle, it will be like a lovely and passionate hug with the ground in less than a minute.

Of course, this will be a catastrophe for the Tang and the other two.

"Why are there no parachutes in this damn shuttle..."

When Hausen's angry screams and scolding sounded throughout the cab, the shuttle's radar warning system detected an imminent impact, the emergency program was automatically turned on, the tail blade group was fine-tuned, and the course changed by itself.

At the same time, a long metal cable suddenly shot out from the two wings of the fuselage. At the front of the cable is a square cone-shaped blue crystal. As the system supplies energy, the cone turns outward, and a buffer device as thin as a veil and similar to a parachute pops up passively, forming two transparent curtains at the tail of the machine.

I don’t know what material these seemingly thin as a cicada’s wings but are very tough. At such a high-speed state, they are unscathed by violent impacts from the airflow.

Mach 1.5, Mach 1.2, Mach 0.9, Mach 0.7...

The speed of the shuttle was decreasing rapidly. Finally, as a silver light shook through the sky, after the automatic navigation program was corrected, the nose of the machine crashed into an inland lake with a "boom", causing a stack of waves and water vapor to sputter around like a waterfall.

The moment the fuselage fell into the water, due to inertia, Aros and Hausen flew up almost at the same time in the cab, and a "boom" sound hit the transparent glass cabin above.

Hausen's left face was twisted and deformed under the pressure of the glass window, but his mouth was shouting excitedly: "Aros, you old bastard, what am I talking about? This is made by Ipsilon, not MADEINMENGYA. It will automatically correct the course. Have you seen the spaceship that is suitable for emergency landing points? Have you seen it? It's so exciting!"

After a series of buffering effects such as the atmosphere, parachutes, and water flow, the shuttle speed finally slowed down.

The two fell back to the ground, and Aros glanced at Tang Fang, who was still unconscious in the driver's seat, turned his head to look at the underwater world outside the porthole, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the words of Hausen were vulgar, the words were rough and not rough. This time, the journey to the universe was so exciting that it almost killed him.

"Gurgling..." There were bubbles outside, and algae plants as thick as palms floated back and forth along the water flow, groups of unknown fish wandering back and forth. The curious little guy even put on the glass window, using them with a little curiosity and a little natural fish eyebrow, looking back and forth in detail at the three people in the cab.

This lake is about 30 meters deep. In a moment, the shuttle sank into the bottom of the lake, and its heavy fuselage landed on the riverbed, smashing countless mud and sand away.

After his vision was still clear, Hausen looked up at the lake water with sparkling light on the skylight and said softly: "Hey, Aros, what should I do now?"

"What should I do? Then I have to say, go out. Could it be that you want to celebrate the New Year here?"

Hausen looked back and saw that he was quickly removing his power armor: "Hey, hey, don't be so anxious. It's not too late to find a way to wake Tang Fang up before leaving."

"There's no time." Aros said without raising his head. After dismantling his power armor, he went to help Tang Fang, who was in a coma, take off the iron can.

"No time? What does it mean?"

Aros kept moving: "Do you think we would be happy to have such a big battle and blatantly break into other people's territory? Maybe the emergency personnel who came to investigate the accident were already on the way. You should know that this is an Ipsilon shuttle. Once people know that we can operate this thing, we must walk on the operating table, and have a brain cut and a skin cut or research."

After hearing this, Hausen shivered. Without reminding him, he consciously took off his heavy "Robber" power armor.

It took a few minutes before and after, the three of them took off their power armor and changed their lightweight posture. Aros spit out half of the cigarette roll that had not been finished in his mouth, buckled a mask on Tang Fang's face, then hugged it on his shoulder, walked to the corner of the cabin, and punched it on the opening and closing buttons of the cabin door.

The glass window retreated back, and the water flow quickly poured into the cab under the pressure. Aros held his breath, kicked his toes back and swam outwards. Hausen followed him as usual, and flew towards the shimmering lake above his head.

...

Crotan, the town of Blanca. The afternoon sun in early summer is like a lover's caress, making people lazy and drowsy.

Under the billboard leading directly to the Mond City Highway to the east of the town, two people walked one after another.

Oh, no, to be precise, there were three people, because the middle-aged man in front of him was carrying one on his left shoulder, and he looked like he had fainted.

"Aros, don't forget your promise." Hausen looked up at the "Galaxy Demon" who was posing on the billboard, licked his upper lips, and the light in his eyes was like a refugee who had been hungry for seven days and seven nights suddenly saw a piece of meat.

Aros lifted Tang Fang's body upwards to relieve the soreness of his shoulders. He did not take Hausen's words of the run. Tang Fang's current physical condition is very strange, so it's best to find a place to stay and take a break. Of course, if you can ask a doctor to help him check his health, it would be better.

The half-kilometer journey is not far away, nor is it close. When the two of them walked to the entrance of the town in the scorching sun, they were already dry and dizzy.

Aros set up a pergola with his hands covering his eyebrows and looked into the distance. The town was not big, and the main block was only more than 1,000 meters from east to west. It was afternoon, and there was no one quietly on the street. Even the shops on both sides closed and thanked the guests, and a sign with the striking "CLOSED" characters hung.

The only ones with the door open are a public toilet less than 40 square meters in the corner of the street, and a "Blue Lake" bar in the middle of the street.

Aros frowned. This seemingly ordinary scene gave him an unexplained sense of oppression, as if something restless hidden in the quiet town.

"Hausen, don't you often boast about your intuition? How about it? Do you notice anything wrong?" Aros asked, pointing to the empty block.

Hausen touched his neck and shrank his head: "After coming out of the ruins, I no longer believe that Luo Shizhi's intuition." After saying that, his eyes swept across the "Blue Lake" bar in the middle of the street, as if he had thought of something, and smiled coldly: "Aros, do you want to betray the debt and deliberately shirk responsibility?"

"Don't you lose money?" Aros raised his eyebrows: "I'm not going to play the trick of losing money with you for a glass of wine or two."

"Then what are you waiting for?" After throwing this sentence, Hausen took the lead and walked towards the "Blue Lake" bar in the middle of the street. Although he was not armoured now and his combat capability was greatly reduced, this was just a small town. What could happen? He Hausen had never been afraid of simply fighting with people. Even if he encountered ordinary gun robbers, with his skills and Aros, they would definitely be asking them to go back and forth. It happened that the two of them were tight, and if there was really that eye-opener, they would come to their door by themselves. It would be a way of wealth to eat black and black.

Aros hesitated a little, turned his head to look at Tang Fang on his shoulders, and he felt a little slight in his heart and followed quickly.

The "Blue Lake" bar has existed since the day the town was established, and has a history of more than 60 years. During this period, the boss changed one after another, but its name has never changed and has been used to this day.

Just like the blue lake with grass and fat fish five kilometers north of the town, this small bar less than 100 square meters has accompanied some townspeople for nearly half a lifetime.

Aros pushed the door open without hesitation, and it was faint and faint. The air conditioning was very low, making him feel like he suddenly jumped from the stove into the ice cellar, with the smell of ice and fire. There was also the smoke that filled the whole room, mixed with the smell of a man's armpit odor, sweat, and rippled in the air like flowing clouds. This reminded him of the scene when Aros's "Ma Runjia" was breathing. Well, this smell was, perhaps, stronger than this.

Squinted his eyes and swept across the left side, the blinds were closed, and there were several men sitting on the metal table grinding next to him with a big golden knife. The same was true on the right, several men in their thirties, stretched their legs barely, and the long boots emitted a slight smell of smoke.

The only light inside is the dilapidated decorative lamp hanging on the bar counter, like the old bar waiter, emitting a light that is far dimmer than the ashes of cigarette rolls.

Aros couldn't see the expression on their faces, and of course, he didn't plan to see it. He walked straight to the bar stool in front of the bar, pointed to a bottle of tequila on the wine rack and said, "Don't be chilled."

Just then, Aros, who was carrying Tang Fang on his shoulders, pushed the door and walked in, his eyes swept over the 20 strong men with a cold face in the hall, and his pupils shrank without realizing that the atmosphere in the room was very strange, so strange that it was depressing and irritable. There were also the eyes that fell on him and Hausen, full of hostility, just like the bloodthirsty wolf pack that was invaded by uninvited guests on the territory.

He turned his gaze to Hausen at the bar, and saw that the drunken guy seemed to be unaware of anything, staring at the white wine poured into the small round cup by the waiter.

"8MYD." The old waiter pressed the wine glass to his palm, bent down and pushed forward, opened his eyelids, and a pair of turbid eyes stared at the strange face opposite him.
Chapter completed!