Chapter 583:

Prepare for a few seconds! Li Bai locked the controller, then climbed back into the passenger compartment. He stood firmly on the hard floor, opened the torpedo entrance, and slid in. Soon, he locked the port and tied it up with the safety belt on his body. Then he waited.
Now everything is accidental. If the plane falls into clear water, he is safe. But if she hits ice....
The locked control keeps the amphibian for thirty seconds. Then, the storm giant screamed and picked her up. A crazy gust of wind shook her high, making her dizzy, playing with her, and then she spun and jumped down. Down, down, down; Li Huai passed out at such a crazy speed. Go through the core of a heavy snow until it crashes.
Lee Badness Torrance knew the sudden shock. Suddenly it was full of uncertainty; then it was quiet everywhere...
Pierre's fate
, And completely, liquid dark.
liquid! Li Bai was around him and heard a gurgling sound, which was loud and approaching at first, and then sank into the low current. The amphibian has poured water.
The scream and fury of the storm disappeared instantly, replaced by a calm and slow underwater silence. The plane shattered in a dozen places, but the torpedo stood up easily.
Li Huai turned to action. He turned on the torpedo's instrument panel lights and double-bow beam and found that the shell was wedged into the fuselage. The plane was obviously completely under the water, and her interior was full of water.
He kept the propeller in neutral and accelerated the powerful electric motor. Then he bit the propeller slowly. The torpedo moved a few inches back. Then, move forward as quickly as possible. The torpedo leaped forward, struggling around the weak corner, free.
She entered a monotonous world. The lower part is impenetrable black, the upper shadow softly turns blue-gray, and the rupture of the upper flocs mottles the lighter areas. Everything is calm. Except for the occasional fuzzy shadows that may melt quickly, it may be fish or seaweed, with no signs of life. No matter what violent storm rages on the flat ice and water, it always envelopes a mysterious ocean.
But the apparent peace only covers up the danger. Li Bainis Torrance's face was awake to the north, and flew towards the slender harpoon, her bow shining with long white fingers. So far, there is only one way to go. He can't look back. The storm and water destroyed the plane, which may bring him back to the ground. It is impossible for him to reach any civilized outpost on the torpedo, because her cruising radius is only twenty hours. He had planned to land the amphibians on the ice above the missing location, then find a crack in the ice, and then slide down on the torpedo to search-if it turns out that there is no result, please return to the plane. But now there is no flinching. Is that success or death.
With this understanding, even more terrifying thoughts emerged in his mind. All these people in the whaling company and nursing home thought he was crazy. Moreover, since the lunatic always believes in the reality of his vision, what if the SEAL’s adventures in it are only dreams, nightmares, and hallucinations? What if he is really crazy? Fear increased rapidly. What if he is? God! When all these planes and personnel failed, he was looking for it! He hopes to achieve goals that cannot be achieved by searchers with more resources! Didn't you provide evidence to prove that his thoughts were distorted? The creatures living under the ice, half-sealed and half-human, are obviously obsessed with lunatics.
Then the contents inside him rose to fight back.
"No!" He cried loudly. "If I think like this, I will find bugs! Those sealers are real, and I know where they are. I want to continue!"
An hour later, the shaded dial on the dashboard told him that he was at the exact location of the last report....
This is the real North Pole, the real polar sea. Without the sun, no upper world breath can reach through its eternal solid ice surface. As one of the few unfamiliar aspects on Earth, it is far from the human imagination, as if it were part of a distant planet, suspended in millions of miles of space. People can reach it with a metal shell, but it is not suitable for him and is always hostile. Ten times the brave man can safely pass through the cold and lonely place, but the thirteenth time it will be snatched and destroyed him, becoming his unwanted intruder.
It is here that Perry took a mysterious step. At this point, her hull is already full of air, movement and life. Everything is fine at this point. Then, a few minutes or hours later, a sea monster near here suddenly appeared.
what's going on? What trapped her? What made her staff with multiple safety devices unable to reach and climb on the ice above to signal the search aircraft, which is really inexplicable?
Lee Bad Torrance stayed alone on the wandering harpoon, staring at the quartz-fused sight board around him. The gray sea surface turned black below. The distant weird shadow may be nothing, but it may be important. The thick ice roof above, rough places and places pierced by sharp downward dashes-these are his surroundings. These are the hunts he must go through until he encounters the wreckage of a submarine, or the muddy round hills that make him suspect that the creatures that captured the submarine crew can inhabit.
He systematically began the search. He tilted the torpedo to the middle position between the bottom of the sea and the ice, and then placed her in an expanding circle. Soon, his orbit was half a mile in diameter; then one mile then two.
The torpedo slid into the water at full speed, her beam of light resembling disturbed tentacles, now piercing to the right to dissolve the invisible shadow, and now piercing the white relief to the left, flooding a group of translucent fish. The dazzling glare was drawn from the glare, and now it was tilted to bathe the ice-cold glass surface of the inverted iceberg, and now it came down to dig two white holes in the deeper darkness.
Li Huai continued this procedure for several hours. The vigilant pilot kept driving the electric motor low, and the blades of the short propeller flickered between the slightly inclined rudder at a weak speed. Somewhere a few miles away, a shattered amphibious plane slid down to her last landing, perhaps over the white stormy ground, leaving her trough still shrouded in nowhere to go. But this is just a moment of shadow and gloom, making the alert eyes sore, and successively tightening the observer's brain with warnings, and the warnings are false again.
Until finally he found her.
He immediately turned off all the lights. He no longer needs them. In the distance, below, a faint yellow light flickered. That's not a fish. It may only mean one thing-the lights of the submarine.
Light means life! Will not burn in an empty submarine. His heart beats faster, and his lips are tight and sober and grinning. He found it! And found out that she is still alive! He is in time!
Therefore, Li Bai was delighted when he slid the torpedo down to a height of only a few feet from the silty seafloor and reduced it to a quarter speed. There is an urge in him to open the bow beams and extend them to the hull of the submarine to inform that all this help is finally in sight. He wanted to move the torpedo at full speed. But caution prevented him from doing more thoughtful work. He is in the kingdom of sealers, and he doesn't want anyone's attention. Therefore, he moved forward like a dark shadow hovering on the dark seabed, covering the dark place deeply.
Getting closer and closer, and the yellow light in the distance is getting blurry. More and more people are in trouble, and his sense of success makes him intoxicated. He found them alone! Or not, he found Peari! Found her brightly lit, living inside! Getting closer...
Li Badi suddenly stopped the harpoon and opened his alert eyes. Because now you can clearly see the details of the submarine-he saw her real plight, and from this he knew the mystery of her long silence and the mystery of her soldiers not showing up on the ice sheet.
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