The moment Lu Yu was about to leave, everyone stood up and stood solemnly. Even if the ark was swaying and undulating with the wind and waves, they all stood upright like green pine.

It was Lu Yu's teachings to them that they had grown from ordinary people to soldiers with responsibility, ideals and strength.

Everyone on the Ark respected Lu Yu from the bottom of their hearts, and Lu Yu never disappointed them. Today, Lu Yu led everyone to resolve the crisis of war. Taking advantage of the cover of bad weather, the Ark advanced to the northwest at full speed, avoiding the known Alaska fleet and the guys pursuing the Alaska fleet.

As the backbone of the Ark, Lu Yu showed enough courage and calm attitude from beginning to end, so that the Ark, who was facing this situation for the first time, did not panic.

Everyone was meticulously preparing for the battle, but they used their minds to avoid war. Although this trade may not necessarily establish a solid connection between the two sides, at least after several months of voyage, everyone could finally feel that human civilization has not yet died and they are not alone.

At the same time, before the Alaska fleet, which had just harvested precious food and medicine, had time to be happy, the bad news once again enveloped the fleet.

As the fleet flagship sailing in the forefront was shaking violently, it suddenly trembled violently. The people in the bridge saw the explosion of the bow through the window, followed by a loud bang that cut through the storm.

"Report, we seem to have bumped into a mine! A hole in the bow of the ship is blowing up and water is entering. The air-tight hatch door is closed, but the inflow will cause the ark to slow down."

"Confirm it's a mine?" Finally there was some good news, but the sudden turn of the situation made Nord feel extremely bad.

The mine is a small target and is in a state of drifting with the flow. In many cases, it is not necessary to use a fully metal structure. It is difficult to detect ambushings of mines without being equipped with special detection equipment.

However, under normal circumstances, mines are most effective during port wars. After all, this thing is the same as mines on land, and it relies on silent ambushing the underworld.

When sailing in the sea, the navigation trajectory of warships is actually difficult to predict, and the probability of hitting mines is very low.

Generally, when sailing at low speeds offshore, warships can also hang waterproof nets to defend against water mines.

But Nord's fleet has been in a state of exhaustion at high speed, and it is impossible to hang a waterproof net that is hindering.

Of course, if their ark is like Lu Yu's ark, all of which use high-performance materials as shells, maybe they don't have to worry about mere mines.

But the reincarnation and the reincarnation cannot be generalized, and even the builder and the builder cannot be generalized.

For various reasons, in addition to important structural components, many parts of the Nord Fleet's ark shell are built using conventional steel.

So this time, when you hit a mine, you will be blown up a big hole in a mess, which will drag down the speed of the ark.

He took out a metal box, filled with tobacco exchanged from Lu Yu.

"Damn it, although they said that due to technical reasons, the taste of things is not very pure, but what is the situation with this damn weird smell?"

Tobacco looks no different from ordinary tobacco, but in addition to the conventional tobacco smell, there is also a strong shoehorn smell.

But Nord, who had not smoked well for a long time, had to admit it and rolled a hand cigarette with waste paper and lit it.

After taking a few sips, his face showed a complex expression that was both helpless, sour and comfortable: "Damn it, although this thing doesn't taste very good, it's very energetic.

Let's go find Sims in person. This guy needs to do some personnel!"

When I arrived at a cabin at the back of the ark, I could smell a little oil from afar.

The ark's engine room was also located here. Knowing that the commander was coming, the commander and his subordinates were already waiting in the corridor.

The temperature at the engine compartment was always relatively high, and the few people were sweating profusely at this time, and the uniforms on their bodies were obviously just put on.

Seeing Nord and others a little embarrassed, Nord waved his hand: "Don't care, I know the conditions here are very difficult, and you all have worked hard.

What Sims is doing, this bastard should do something for everyone!”

The chief engineer smiled bitterly: "I seem to be trying to make things difficult for the past few days, saying that it will be able to move freely after success."

"Hmph..." Nord shook his head helplessly, took out the metal box containing tobacco from his pocket and threw it to the engineer: "I'll give you all the money to my brothers, save some smoking, I don't know if I can get it in the future."

The chief engineer held the tobacco and was as if he had found a treasure, and he was more attentive to lead Nord.

Sims lives in a cabin at the upper part of the engine compartment. To be honest, in addition to being relatively spacious, it is very comfortable because it is next to the engine radiator.

But he just enjoys it, locking himself in it all day and never going out easily.

Nord came to the cabin door, and no longer even estimated his image as a fleet commander. He kicked the cabin door with his feet and shouted loudly: "Sims, damn guy, open the door for me! You waste who is eating and waiting to die, you consuming garbage!"

Scream~

Squeak ~

A mechanical sound came, and the cabin door was opened, and a stream of water vapor mixed with oil, smell of sweat and some strange smell rushed out, choking Nord and the others almost suffocated.

Just as they were about to fall down, they felt something chilly touched me and supported me.

After recovering, I realized that there were several long mechanical arms that looked like silver pythons.

"Sorry, Brother Nord."

Who would have thought that the "monster" who used the octopus prosthesis to support several people at this time actually looked like a fat little fat man with harmless human beings.

At this time, his condition looked very similar to the weird people in many science fiction films. His upper body was a human limb, and only the metal prosthesis like an octopus is below his navel.

Seeing Sims' introverted appearance, Nord's heart softened again, with a grumbling stomach.

Although this kid is unreliable, he has tried his best to build four arks for everyone, so that the fleet can survive the doomsday catastrophe.

Moreover, Sims' luck was worse than Nord. In his first copy, the first act was that the lower body was crushed directly by an out-of-control truck.

Although he was finally rescued, he also lost the ability to move freely.

So compared to living through the end of the world, Sims has always been trying to regain his ability to move freely.
Chapter completed!