"Notz, please don't waste your efforts! If you have the courage, you can use explosives to blow it up and let your top experts be buried with me, the madman!" Weiss shouted out through the unclosed explosion-proof hatch door.

In this gap, people couldn't get in, and the Bomi bomb could come in, and the Normans were obviously reluctant to let Dr. Franz give a crazy prisoner of war to bury him. There were wheels inside and outside the cabin door for opening and closing, but they were in a linkage structure. After Weiss came in with Dr. Franz, he stuck the wheel inside with a crowbar. The Norman soldiers outside could not open it with ordinary means.

Lieutenant Notts shouted in anger: "Lorraine, I want to remind you that Nicholas is in my hands! It's here! Don't act rashly, if she is accidental, you are the murderer!"

Weiss did not respond to the "mad dog" outside, but turned his head and gave Dr. Franz a ghostly smile, gestured to him to squat, cover his ears, and then sat in the cannon seat. As a self-defense cannon, it should have the gun outward, but at this time it turned inward, aiming at the cabin wall of the flying ship behind the gun position...

When Weis stepped on the firing pedal of the cannon, the gun body and the cannon seat began to tremble violently. The chemical energy generated by the explosion of the gunpowder was converted into huge thrust, causing the shell to accelerate and rotate in the barrel, and rushed out of the muzzle at a speed of more than twice the speed of sound. More than ten feet away, the first shell exploded when it hit the wall, shrapnel and debris burst out, slamming on the gun shield, and the burning sensation in the air expanded and spread rapidly with the impact of the explosion. Even after being in the gun shield, Weis still felt countless slight cracks appearing in the exposed skin, and the Norman soldiers who were knocked down by him were dead, and some were still alive. They were all suffering from this "self-destruction" attack at the moment, and the chance of survival was slim...

After three deafening explosions, an ordinary person could drill through the hole that could be seen suddenly appeared on the bulkhead, and sour and bitter black smoke poured out from it. Weiss looked at the bulkhead and looked back at Dr. Franz. He didn't care about his senses of discomfort and quickly took out a row of three-round shells from the spare ammunition box next to the gun. This cannon was the most commonly used near-defense naval gun by the Normans, with a caliber of only about half the caliber of field guns. The shells were not heavy, so he quickly completed the loading. This time he didn't say hello to Dr. Franz, and another three-round shot was coming at the entrance of the hole.

After a series of explosions, the hull of the flying ship suddenly trembled abnormally, which was the result Weiss wanted. He jumped out of the cannon position, came to the cabin door, and shouted to Lieutenant Notts outside through the gap: "Now, Lieutenant Notts, you should know that in addition to Dr. Franz, there is something else in my hand that can make everyone here follow a piece of destruction... So, you are qualified to talk to you about the conditions!"

After a while, a ferocious face appeared outside the crack of the door. Lieutenant Notts stared at: "You crazy man!"

Weiss did not approach the crack in the door to avoid being fired by the opponent. He held a rifle and stared at the hole in the bulkhead. The shells just broke through the multi-layer bulkhead and injured the power cabin of the flying ship. Since this is a non-combat ship, even if it is just a lightweight warning attack, it may crash, which is considered a move to a different sword. It is basically certain that if another round of shooting occurs, it is likely to lose its power and fall from a height of thousands of feet and become meat dumps.

"Madman and genius are sometimes the front and back of a piece of paper... Have you never heard this?"

After a few seconds of silence, Lieutenant Notts said coldly: "I can't let you go here, even more so, Nicholas and Dr. Franz!"

"But now you have to let two go to save the lives of this ship. Choose, Lieutenant! I'll give you three minutes to consider!"

After saying this, Weiss immediately left the hatch door, pulled Dr. Franz, and walked towards the hole that was bombarded by artillery. After two rounds of shooting, the hole was widened to the point where they could pass through with their waists. At this time, the Norman soldiers had not blocked their way from the inside. The only thing that delayed their pace was the damage caused by the shells to the floor and bulkheads. Soon, the two of them turned from the bottom cabin to the engine room, and then from the engine room to the test area on the side. They saw that under the thick mechanical hanging rail, the aircraft used for the test was already in place.

When there were "outsiders" on the ship, Norman soldiers were always alert in the research area and the experimental area, and the warning power in the experimental area was weaker than that in the research area. Weiss saw the situation here and stole the flying knife at the nearest Norman soldiers. He used the new skills he had developed during the Lorraine guerrilla warfare to kill the target in seconds. Using this murderous aura, he ordered the other two Norman soldiers to put down their weapons. The two lost the initiative and were shocked by Weiss' flying knife skills. He timidly abandoned his weapons and hugged his head when he was still alive when he was still fighting.

"You guys, put the flying stone in, hurry!" Weiss pointed a gun at the two researchers present.

Under the intimidation of this evil god, the Normans did as they did, and according to his instructions, they filled the fuel into the fuel tank of the aircraft. The situation was bright and the road ahead was promising... Weiss was distracted and thought about how to get Nicholas to come over properly later. He suddenly felt ache in the back of his head, and jumped forward in a conditioned reflex, turned around, and pulled his fingers on the trigger, but there was only Dr. Franz on this side. He stood there in a confused expression, holding an object similar to a compass in his right hand. This was the weapon that had just attacked Weiss!

Dr. Franz was old and thin, and obedient like a sheep along the way, which made Weiss relax his vigilance against him and almost ended up being full of things. In a blink of an eye, Weiss made a calm judgment on his condition. The back of his head hurts, but the injury is not fatal. Although the old man in front of him "held weapons", he still has no substantial threat to him. However, the two Norman soldiers were a good opportunity for them to take the opportunity to fight back.

Thinking of this, Weiss' head seemed to be over-electric, and his body responded at the extreme speed. When he turned around, the two Norman guards had indeed leaned over to pick up the gun, which was quite a bit great! Without any room for negotiation, he raised his hand and shot the faster Norman soldier in his chest, and then hesitated to fight. Even though the last Norman soldier realized that he was slower, his body was stiff, and his expression was hesitant, as if he was willing to give up on confrontation, the gunshots were already sounding, and more Norman soldiers would arrive soon. He could not leave such a dangerous hidden danger behind him. He made up his mind and directly killed him.

Two people were killed in a row within a few seconds. Weiss lowered his gun and turned around while pulling the bolt. Dr. Franz didn't take the opportunity to escape and stood there straight, but when his eyes were facing Weiss's eyes, he couldn't help but tremble.

Weiss didn't speak to him, and went up to grab his arm, and pulled him to the side of the hanging track like an angry parent catching a child home. Dr. Franz intended to delay, but the two had a huge difference in strength. He also wanted to use the "compass" to slap Weiss's hand. He saw through it and slapped it away.

"If you want to survive, get out!" Weiss shouted at the two technicians angrily. Although he was speaking Ulster, the two seemed to understand his expression and tone, and ran away as if they were amnesty.

Because of the research and design work over the past few days, Weiss is not unfamiliar with the Norman aircraft in front of him. He rudely stuffed Dr. Franz into the back seat and buckled him with a safety buckle. At this time, a large group of Norman soldiers flocked into the experimental area, and Lieutenant Notts was also among them. Weiss did not climb into the cockpit, but stood next to the aircraft, pressing Dr. Franz's cheek with a Norman rifle, and quietly waiting in place.

Since its riot, Weiss has killed more than ten Norman soldiers alone in just over ten minutes. This murderous existence made Lieutenant Notts and the elite soldiers he brought dare not come forward at all. A group of hula lasna stood timidly behind.

After being tricked, Lieutenant Noz seemed to be angry, but he barely maintained his most basic rationality and chose to stare instead of fighting with Weiss to the death.

"Talk?" Weiss asked deliberately in an understatement.

Lieutenant Notts gritted his teeth and suddenly lowered his tone: "I thought you would do it during the experiment, so Nikola would not participate in today's experiment, nor did Dr. Franz, but I didn't expect that you actually chose the most difficult time. I have to admit that you are one of the most difficult opponents I have ever encountered."

There was no Nichola in the crowd. After Lieutenant Notts said this, Weiss immediately understood that this guy would not let Nichola escape from here easily. If he could only choose one of two, would they really be able to sack Dr. Franz and protect Nichola? No, they didn't want to choose at all, and they didn't let go of any of them.

Speculating about the opponent's intentions, Weiss said: "You either ask Nicholas to follow me, or take good care of her for me, and give you another three minutes?"

Lieutenant Notts snorted: "Now do you think you can get out?"

Weiss retorted: "Do you still think I can't leave?"

Lieutenant Notts crossed Weiss and shouted to Dr. Franz in the cockpit of the aircraft: "Dr. Franz, according to the royal decree, you can sacrifice for the country, but you must not become the trophy of the enemy. If you are killed, the royal family will grant you a gold medal of war and hereditary title to ensure that your family can live a life of food and clothing without worries."

Dr. Franz didn't say anything. Weiss glanced at the old man's face turned red. He seemed to be neither mentally prepared for being sold, nor felt unwilling to accept it.

In Weiss' judgment, Lieutenant Notts was bluffing, and he shouted with a calm look: "Okay, then come on, give us a pleasure! I would rather die in the battle than serve you--you were wrong from the beginning!"

Weiss said this while pressing Dr. Franz's jaw with his muzzle. As long as he pulls the trigger, he ensures that this head, which contains great wisdom in the field of technology, instantly splits.

At this moment, the old man suddenly became angry: "Without me, your artificial flying stone, three years... no, don't expect substantial progress within ten years! Without me, you will wait to be defeated by the Ulster Federation!"
Chapter completed!