Chapter 277 A 12-Level Typhoon Arrives, a Turbulent Night

The refugee was about to speak.

Puff puff puff...

Tang Yu, Black Dog, Scorpion and the refugees in Hongyan District have already opened fire.

"Boss, this is a trap!"

One of the refugees still shouted out. Although it was covered by the strong wind outside, in Room 719, which was only separated by a door, the three refugee leaders in Qingshi District had already heard the cry of their younger brother.

The next moment, Aiman ​​Andor had already kicked the table. This was her subconscious reaction. She immediately created combat conditions that were beneficial to her own side while blocking the enemy's vision.

But...

When she kicked her foot on the table, the table did not move at all. Instead, Aiman ​​Andor's face turned the color of pig liver and his eyes became red.

He bent down involuntarily.

Damn it!

She forgot that in order to cope with the rocking of the ship at sea, all the tables, chairs and benches on this cruise ship were firmly fixed to the floor of the room with rivets and screws.

So the kick just now was no different from her kicking directly against the wall.

Aiman ​​Andor's incident did not affect other people's battles.

Within ten seconds, the battle was over.

When Tataxi opened the room, Tang Yu walked in, and Black Dog and several other refugees dragged in the refugees outside the door.

The two people quickly took tools and cleaned the blood stains in the corridor.

Noticed that Tang Yu was observing whether anyone came out of other rooms around him.

Tataxi opened his mouth to dispel Tang Yu's doubts.

"Don't worry, sir. The people in several rooms around here have already been paid by me to invite them to play cards in the entertainment square. No one will hear what happened just now."

Tang Yu nodded slightly when he heard this.

"Well done!"

Then he lowered his head and looked at the few people in the room who had been breathing out more and taking in less air, and frowned slightly.

"Are you being cruel?"

He then took out treatment items from the backpack space and bandaged and treated several people on the ground.

Looking at the embarrassed expressions of Tataxi and others behind him.

Tang Yu squatted on the ground, pointing at the tied refugee leader and training: "Come here, remember that there are skills to being injured without dying. For example, you should first attack their hands holding weapons, and then their legs to prevent them. If they run away, as long as their limbs are disabled, they will have no ability to resist!"

After finishing speaking, he looked back at the few people who were listening carefully.

"Think about it for yourselves. Did Rougo and Kaban follow this process when they attacked you before? Understand it more and I believe you will be much more proficient in their techniques next time!"

"Of course, in an emergency, the torso is okay, as long as you don't attack the vital organs! You can even shoot a few more shots at the limbs in order to completely remove the opponent's resistance. Don't worry, as long as he doesn't die, he can be rescued quickly!"

After Tang Yu said this, he heard several gasps of cold air coming from his ears.

Looking down, he saw that these were the refugee leaders at his feet, looking at him in horror.

Tang Yu wondered.

"What's wrong with them? Why do they look at me like I've seen a ghost?"

But these are not important!

Now that these refugees have been simply treated, the most critical process can begin.

Five minutes later, Tang Yu looked at the people standing respectfully in front of him, but their faces were still pale, and waved.

"Okay, just do what I just said!"

"Yes, sir!"

Just as several people in Qingshi District opened the door of the room and were about to leave, Tang Yu spoke again.

"Oh, by the way! When you start, remember what I just taught Tataxi and the others, aim at the limbs, and think more about how you felt just now, then you will understand how to operate!"

Hearing Tang Yu's words, more than a dozen people in Qingshi District felt their hearts thump again. After saying "yes" in unison, they left immediately.

Tang Yu looked at the few people who were in a panic and had no choice but to wonder. He didn't understand why they were panicking!

At this time, the information transceiver received the message, which was sent by Kaban.

[Sir, room 307 in Area B is ready! 】

Tang Yu looked happy, here comes another product!

He stood up immediately, said "You continue!" to the four leaders of Hongyan District, and walked towards Area B with Black Dog.

Tonight on this refugee cruise ship is destined to be an uneventful night.

Just like outside the cruise ship, the sea has been blown up by a Category 12 typhoon and the waves are not stopping.

Aboard the Revolutionary Army destroyer USS Berita.

Badlai looked through the porthole at the windy and turbulent sea outside, wondering what he was thinking.

The hatch was opened and Terensu walked into the room.

You can hear the roar of the typhoon outside the room, which is like the howling of ghosts and wolves, making people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Terensu closed the hatch and came to the table, placing two food boxes in his hands.

"Brother, it's time to eat! Because of the typhoon tonight, I just simply heated up a few cans and let's make do with it!"

Badlai walked back to the table, looked at the steaming canned beef in the food box, and then looked at the tablet standing sideways on the table again.

On the computer, outside the missile cabin, the revolutionary soldier was trying to maintain his balance in front of the shaking hatch.

"Tell me, with a typhoon as big as tonight, do we still have a chance to go in?"

After hearing this, Terun Su also looked at the surveillance screen.

"It depends on the situation! If this disaster lasts for five days, there will always be a chance!"

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Actually, I think tonight is the time to have the best chance!"

Um?

Just when Badlai was about to ask.

The communicator on his body suddenly buzzed.

"Colonel Badley, General Motos wants you to go to the command room immediately!"

Hearing the voice coming from the communicator, Badlai immediately replied.

"Badelai received it, go immediately!"

Putting down the communicator, Badlai looked at Terunsu. The two nodded to each other, already understanding what the other meant.

Be adaptable and ready to take action.

Badlai soon came to the command room.

General Motos was seen looking at the big screen in the command room with a serious face.

On the screen, a huge typhoon was spinning rapidly, covering the surrounding sea area.

And just in the outer area of ​​the typhoon, a red dot was flashing there.

Badlai knew that the red dot was exactly where they were now.

Walk up to General Mortos.

"General, you are looking for me!"

Hearing Badlai's voice, General Motos came back from his thoughts.

"Badelai, you are here! Look at this typhoon. According to calculations, the maximum wind force in the vortex area has reached level 12. If the eye of the storm is replaced later, the wind intensity will continue to rise!"

After saying this, General Motos sighed heavily.

"It looks like I'm having trouble tonight!"

Badley immediately understood what the general meant.

"General, we need you to take charge of the work tomorrow, so you should go to bed early! I'm still young and can endure it, so leave this place to me!"

After hearing Badlai's words, General Motos paused for a moment before nodding lightly.

"Thank you for your hard work. I can rest assured that you will do the work!"

"You won't be disappointed!"

Badlai looked at General Motos's leaving figure, and the corner of his mouth quietly raised a curve.