MTL - Mermaid Effect-Chapter 160

The huge waves roared from one side of the sky, and large, large strands of seawater passed through the gaps of the sloping aluminum alloy masts. The air was covered with tiny droplets of water that had been shattered by the broken waves, so that the deck of the ship that was undulating in this huge wave was covered with awesome weapons. Munster fixed his body on the cable hanger with his strong forelegs, and his tail carefully wrapped around Rand's body—the latter had been comatose, and the temperature on his forehead and armpits was high and the breathing was weak. This made Munster's heart seem to be pinched and generally painful. The powerful waves washed the decks wave by wave, and the sound of the sound of the water would make people mistakenly think that this is God's final judgment. Munster has never been so grateful to God that it has been shaped into a biological weapon - it is not an easy task to sneak into a destroyer bin equipped with a spy-1d passive phased array radar.

Although the heart is anxious as if the heart has been incinerated, in reality, Munster still shows an amazing, mechanically calm. Its scales became exactly the same gray-white as the hull, and the water vapor from the downpour caused it to blend into the entire ship, breathing slowed down, and the line of sight stayed somewhere on the deck.

After that, it cut a cable under the body with his claws.

"Booming -"

Another violent wave of sound, the destroyer swayed violently on the surface of the black sea.

After a short while, the door to the entrance was opened.

Two technicians rushed out with a safety cord around their waists - the **** waves let the cables fall off, which was the alarm they got from the monitoring facility.

While they were busy repairing the **** cable, one of the technicians suddenly looked back and saw the entrance door.

"Damn..."

He cursed.

He saw the door slamming against the wall in a heavy rain, and the rain was pouring into the cabin.

He felt that he was too anxious because of the heavy rain. He even rushed out without confirming the closing of the door. He stumbled and ran over and closed the door again.

At the top of their heads, there was nothing on the aluminum masts that Munster had hidden...

......

Ten minutes later -

Inside the destroyer.

Ryan held the slinky man and walked toward the medical room in the swaying hallway.

As an experienced cia secret investigator, this level of wind and waves is as comfortable for the silent agent as the mother's cradle, but for the one around him, obviously not like that.

The other person's face was pale, and the too thin body was shaking in the wheelchair. The automatic function of the wheelchair was suspended because the center of gravity swayed back and forth. Ryan had to drag the wheelchair that crashed into the wall from time to time, and it was difficult to move forward in the "z" state.

"vomit--"

The man in the wheelchair holds a vomit bag in his arms, and the black and blue of the fundus is almost hung on the cheekbones.

"God... How long will it take us to get to Alaska... I want to go home..."

He retched on and off and groaned.

Ryan’s eyebrows twitched slightly. In theory, his current status is more than just waiting for the man like a serviceman, but when his gaze falls on the other's thin figure, his cold vision subtly softens.

"We are about to drive out of the storm circle."

He said dryly, after hesitating for a moment, he comfortably said a word, "Let's stick to it, Simon, we need you very much now..."

Even in the strong discomfort caused by seasickness, Simon, the young genius, the former senior white technical director's mouth still could not control a sneer.

"Look at the little friendship left between us, please, Ryan, don't talk about this."

He made a short complaint to Ryan, his voice was very sharp, and he could be said to be rude.

"I know that when I was working with you, I already made it very clear... vomit... The Serbian plan must stop, but now..."

"Simon!"

Ryan interrupted him, then his eyes swayed in front of the aisle. After determining that there was no one else at this time, Ryan’s shoulder seemed to relax a little bit.

"This is not the place to say these."

Ryan added.

Simon was holding a vomit bag, and the irony in his sneer was even stronger.

The atmosphere between them became stagnant in an instant. In the silence, the air is filled with a faint smell, the sea has a moist salty taste, the smell of mucus on the scales of marine life, mixed with the industrial atmosphere of metal and paint - it tastes so light It is an illusion.

[Tick--]

Ryan suddenly turned back, and the cold eyes stalked back and forth in the narrow corridor.

"what happened?"

Simon immediately noticed the sudden tightness of Ryan's body, and he looked back a little reluctantly along the latter's line of sight, but still saw only the gray-white walkway and the boring lights on the top.

......

"nothing much."

Ryan continued to answer in that cold voice.

He did not tell Simon that at the moment he felt that there was a drop of water, and the smell in the entire aisle made him nervous. In the previous mission in the Arctic, the great pain that the scorpion creature brought to him actually affected his later life.

Simon shrugged his shoulders.

"You are too nervous, investigator," he said.

"Everything is your first priority with your safety..."

"Deep white has been paralyzed." Simon could not help but say.

"But Rand Severus and the experimental body are still fleeing, and no one knows what will happen next."

"..."

After Simon paused, he said: "I don't think Rand Sifus would be the kind of person who would chase an insignificant researcher."

Ryan patted him on the shoulder: "You are not an insignificant researcher."

This Simon is completely silent.

Yes, he can't deny this. Now he is not an insignificant person for the US and the United States. In the previous incident, he was too impulsive to expose himself to Serbia, and strongly disapproved of the test of Vincent Sifus. Only one of them was about to be "internal execution" by the deep-level executives. Fortunately, before His commitment to the US government made him finally recover his life.

The agent rescued him from the execution of Poseidon, who had suffered and was almost dying. And then, the deep internal contradictions broke out, the experimental body riots and escapes, as well as the explosion of the entire laboratory... So that Simon became the most important and most trusted thing in the hands of the military between the wrong and the wrong is the Serbian Expert in testing.

After the entire darkening of the ashes, Simon was secretly sent to the Alaska American Arctic military base, responsible for re-hosting the new biological weapons test - and this biological weapon is still a scorpion, and is still a powerful, once identity is human Serbia.

For his safety, the Pentagon is equipped with a large number of agents lurking with him, but because of the genius quirks, Simon only allowed Ryan to appear in front of him and accompany him.

However, in his heart, he did not feel that the soft younger brother of Vinson would do anything to him, even if he knew that Rand eventually became the most bizarre experiment in history and completely destroyed the dark white. The same is true of giants.

Ryan’s lips moved slightly, and he seemed to be hesitating whether he should say what he wanted to say. Simon had already opened the door and interrupted him.

"Hey, man, just like what I said before, let this topic stop here... In short, please send me to the medical room first... I really think I need oxygen and sedative injection, you know This **** vomiting... vomiting... I am going to dehydrate myself..."

He said painfully.

Ryan couldn't help but look back and carefully looked at the corridor, then turned back and pushed Simon to move on.

What he didn't know was that when he turned back, on the ceiling, a bright red spot appeared on the surface of the bump that he thought was the cable hub.

Something because the creatures that are completely integrated with the background color followed them, and then came to the medical room all the way.

The medical room is much more lively than what Ryan thinks.

Several rookie navies, as well as some of the agents sent to explode Simon, showed strong discomfort in the storm, and the ship doctors were very busy. After simply observing Simon's symptoms, he sent some of their pills and then gave Simon a bed in the observation room.

The bed here is not so luxurious - but it is much more comfortable than the normal cabin, which is much less than the coffin box. In some respects, rest here is probably the best treatment for seasickness. The way is.

Ryan took Simon to the bed and covered the blanket with his abdomen.

Then the two fell silent again. A white curtain separates the bed from the outside world, and suddenly the entire space seems to have only Ryan and Simon left.

Slightly too close.

Simon thought.

The agent seemed to have no idea what he had invaded the safe distance of others. He looked at Simon thoughtfully and seemed to want to say something. At this time, Simon's line of sight inadvertently hit the ceiling.

His pupils shrank sharply.

Only a little, he was going to scream, but at this time he bit his tongue hard, accompanied by the pain of rust, he forced himself to calm down with amazing self-control.

"Ryan, I want to rest."

He turned his head and said to Ryan, his face made a sleepy expression.

Ryan glimpsed a little, then opened the curtain and walked outside.

"I will be watching you outside," he said.

"No, no, no, God. Please, you will only make me nervous outside. What I need now is a full-scale rest. No matter what you think, here is the medical room, even if someone wants to kill me. Will be here..."

He took a little effort to convince Ryan, who eventually compromised to decide to martial law outside the medical room.

And when he heard that the footsteps of the person disappeared on the outside of the curtain, Simon turned his eyes back with cold sweat.

"Tick--"

A drop of water fell on his blanket.

On the outside of the curtain, the medic was still struggling to perform basic treatment on the seasick passengers. Several people smashed sharp objects in the tumbling hull and pulled long wounds on the skin - the air was so intense The smell of disinfectant water and blood.

Those smells, those tiny sounds seem to have become a thick layer of glue that is blocked by a thin curtain.

In the interior of the curtain, the time seems to be slower.

Simon looked at a pale young man **** by his thick tail, slowly hanging from the air, covering the hair of his body, the tentacles slowly crawling, almost the same protective color as the surrounding environment. The part of Rand's body that is covered is almost as transparent.

Then, a huge, wet, horrible creature, in a lightly different form from its body, quietly fell to the end of Simon's bed.

【I know you--】

Simon's lips trembled a little, and he made a mouth shape and said silently.

However, before he finished, he stopped with a cold sweat - he didn't know when he was wrapped around a long whisker full of suckers and mucus - and it was tightening little by little.

"Save him, or you die."

Munster looked at Simon indifferently, moved a little, and exposed Rand's face.

"Booming -"

Another burst of violent waves, other people outside the medical room did not notice the whispers of a monster in the room.

The hull is shaking violently.

Simon's breathing is accelerating.

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Ok, it should be the most mad thing I have encountered in my life.

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