Super Trick or Treat System

collapse! The blow of the torpedo on the quartz steel sounded from behind. However, Li Huai's thoughts were all focused on the strange behavior of the coming man. He finally saw the finger successfully hit the hook. The door of the locker opened outward, and the man eagerly reached out and pulled inward. With a heavy blow, a string of heavy objects were strung together and rolled onto the deck. Lee Bad Torrance suddenly rushed towards the man:

"What are you doing?" He cried.

The man looked up glumly. He murmured:

"Damn fish-won't save me. I will blow us all to death first!"

At that time, Li Bai interrupted the contact.

"That's nitrite!" he shouted. "That's the idea-nitrite!"

Then bending down, he twisted the rope of the black box, which contained the man's explosives, and the man worked hard to take them.

"I'll blow, boy!" he said. "Don't worry; I will finish!"

Well, take the explosive rope, cross the deck, and pull left and right. Their tired faces, full of life, **** eyes, satisfying their strong characteristics, he said forcefully:

"Listen now! I need your help. I found the last chance in life. The three of us are the strongest. We must work like hell. Understand?"

His enthusiasm and the vigor of his words aroused them.

"Yes." Lawson said. "What did we do?"

"Did you say that the sea suit has an hour of air left?" Torrance asked the captain.

"Yes. One hour."

The torpedo soldier ordered: "Then put the man in a suit." "Help the weak; hit them until they obey you!" A group of ugly and deafening torpedoes crashed into the car door. Li Badi said sternly: "And, for God's sake, hurry up! I'll explain it later."

And obeyed without a doubt. Li Huai had created spirits in them, not physical strength, but was dispersed by a long and desperate week and poisonous substances into the air, it has risen and is responding. Salolson’s voice was the first in a few days. This was his old harsh command language, because he called everything in his heart, he shouted:

"Man, there is still a chance! Everyone wears Shanghai clothes! Hurry!"

Several blue-skinned figures lying on the deck panting raised their heads. Move less. They didn't understand at once. Only four or five people were full of sad longing for the pile of sea suits and the little fresh air left. Repeated his order.

"Hurry up! Guys, you, Hartley, Robson and Carroll, put on your clothes! There is air in it! Put on them!"

A so Lawson is also among them, in a hopeless, dying form, they have a chance to help the righteous and eliminate evil. A few others crawled and obeyed. By the time the next torpedo crash, eleven of the 21 survivors were working awkwardly, eagerly pointing at their sea suits, pushing their feet and legs, pulling the tough fabric onto the body, and sliding their arms to enter And gasping for breath to lift the heavy helmet and hold it in place. Then-air!

Shocking collapse again. The scientist and the captain drove to the rest of the crew. They stumbled and the two combatants, Lawson, fell twice and his legs fell under him. But he stood up again, and they began to drag the suit to those who even had no strength, pushed the inert limbs into place, opened the air unit in the helmet, and then panted heavily to secure the helmet. Their conflict was cruel, cruel, cruel, like men beating each other with their fists, and then they proved that they were entitled to a glorious medal of honor no matter where they were. They fought for the pain of the past, the disease of the past, the poisoning of the past, the action figure and the laboratory personnel.

Outside that dirty transparent pit, the rhythm has also accelerated. The sled at the last door hits faster. Captive Perry's smooth brown body stirred restlessly. For several weeks, there has been little activity inside the submarine. Now, all of a sudden the three men immediately put the others into action, awakening those dying on the deck-work, work. Observing this, the lightweight seal body reciprocates back and forth with new tension, turbulent back and forth, never stopping, moving up and down in the milling stream as long as the captain, gathering on the outer side closest to the fourth bulkhead, and pressing them Get as close as you can, wide brown eyes are already staring at the inner form, and the smooth body is imitated by the changing shadows of the companions up, down, left and right.

So they watched and waited, and in the third compartment, the beaten torpedo was thrown on the last door, pulled back, and then thrown again-until the last moment, they fell into the silent Arctic mountains for a long time. One month of siege and crisis sea!

Torrance worked by himself.

He saw and answered the phone. One after another men dressed in his clothes, sucking in the freshness of these units, despite the artificial air. As he had hoped, the air was quickly rejuvenating tired bodies, providing them with new power and clearing the brain. His plan requires that the mind must have a mind and the power to make people act and act for themselves.

The plan is basically simple. Focusing all his energy on the most important details, he began to build the road to the world.

First, he opened the inner door of the starboard port door and lowered the torpedo. He opened the entry panel of the steel shell and quickly transferred it to the compressed food can retrieved from the second compartment. After he finished his meal, there were almost no corpses left of the pilot.

Then there is nitrite.

Explosives were carried by and used to explode ice floes that might trap her. In order to ensure chemical stability, it is packed in six six-square-inch waterproof boxes, stringed one after another on an interconnected steel wire rope. Li Huahui needs them all. He wished he had five times. It doesn't matter if the whole is shattered into pieces.

Li Huai tied the string of the box into a strong small unit. The shooting and timing mechanisms are included in each unit: he only needs to set one of them. Except for a small corner, he wrapped the entire bomb in a few pieces of clothing discarded by the man. These clothes were monkey coats, thick sweaters, and dirty towels, and then stuffed them into an empty jar with sea biscuits.

One this took only a few minutes away. But in that period of time, the square steel of the watertight door has been hit six times, and defects have appeared in the pane. Another grind, there will be obvious cracks start. Maybe at three o'clock, the door will close.

But the plan has been made and the counter is ready. Like Salolson and Lawson, they both participated in the lawsuit.

Li Huai said: "All the nitrite is in it." "I hope this is enough. After a while, I set the time to explode it within a minute, and then lock the device from the empty harpoon port. Pop in. It’s a gamble, but I think the explosion should kill every **** seal around the submarine. The water will withstand the impact for miles, so if you don’t kill it, it should make everything within a long radius Other objects were shocked or even disappeared. Have a look? We are inside the submarine and are greatly protected. When these things explode, you and the man will prepare for the hole you blasted in the ice above."

Another crash echoed, echoing in the remaining compartments. The three of them are surrounded by figures in tights, grotesquely clumsy giants. When they swallowed their leather throats and lungs in the artificial air, they all felt new power, which enabled them to gain from the death of sinking into the water The respite, although short. In the third carriage, five swift and graceful seal-like creatures once again picked up their torpedo hammers. Outside, hundreds of guys watching them pressed in tightly.

"Yes!" Scientist Lawson cried. "But the explosion-it might break the ship!"

"It doesn't matter; I hope so!" Li Bad replied. "Then you can leave through a crack instead of a port lock."

"Yes, but you!" opposed the captain. "wear a suit!"

"No; I jumped into a torpedo in another port lock. I have food in it. Now, Salolson, this is your job. I will stay in my torpedo, but I will not be able to let myself leave the port. Open it immediately after the explosion. Do you understand?"

Salolson replied: "Yes." Lawson nodded.

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