The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse-Chapter 622 - 615 Looking Very Cool

As he jumped into the submarine, Gao Yuan saw a helicopter in the sky.

Gao Yuan felt assured, knowing that even if he died inside the submarine, the Ark of the Covenant would not be lost.

From outside the submarine, it was just a loud boom, but inside the submarine, those booms sounded like thunderclaps exploding right beside their ears.

"Dive! Full speed ahead..."

The captain, who was roaring, suddenly shut up because a person, having lost half their blood, suddenly appeared before him.

Pain was not an issue for Gao Yuan, and although he had sustained what should have been a fatal wound, he still had the ability to act, and even the speed of his blood loss was slower than imagined.

The nanobots were rapidly repairing his body, striving to stop the blood from flowing out quickly, but the wound was too large, and Gao Yuan’s blood could not possibly be stopped.

But it didn’t matter, as long as Gao Yuan entered the submarine, it definitely couldn’t leave.

The nuclear submarine was huge, but the space was still extremely tight. In front of Gao Yuan were a uniformed captain, an elderly man, a middle-aged man in a suit, and of course, crew members.

But at this moment, everyone was looking at Gao Yuan, and Gao Yuan was looking back at them.

Gao Yuan’s gaze fell to his feet, where a pearly white object, resembling a small coffin, lay on the narrow passage.

Gao Yuan suddenly extended a hand, his left hand, since his right hand was only connected by some remnants of flesh.

If the shell had been just a bit more to the left, just a bit, Gao Yuan would have been dead, but now he was not.

What do you call that? It’s called fate.

With his left hand, he grabbed the captain’s neck and, with a fierce shove, the captain’s head hit the ladder and turned into a crushed watermelon.

"UP!"

Gao Yuan uttered the simplest word he knew, then he took a step forward and grabbed a crew member who was staring blankly ahead.

"UP!"

Gao Yuan’s left hand squeezed hard, and the crew member’s neck broke at an odd angle to the side.

No one responded, no one moved; the seawater continued to pour in from the hatch, and soon, it would rush in wildly.

Gao Yuan took a step forward and grabbed a tall middle-aged man in a suit. The man was at least 1.95 meters tall, but as he watched Gao Yuan approach and reach out his hand, until his own neck was grabbed, the tall man didn’t move an inch.

At this moment, everyone inside the submarine was like a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"UP!"

Gao Yuan pinched his fingers, and the tall man in his grasp collapsed like mud.

Gao Yuan didn’t particularly pick his victims; he was just killing in succession until those crew members who refused to obey him would stop when the person with the authority to command spoke up.

This was something he had learned from Ram, and Gao Yuan thought the effect was quite good.

To kill the spirit, to break the courage.

Gao Yuan grabbed the fifth person’s neck; still, no one spoke up, no one moved, and the seawater began pouring in frantically.

Gao Yuan’s calves were submerged by the seawater, and he watched as the Ark of the Covenant floated up, indicating it was very light.

Still with the presence of mind to think of these things, Gao Yuan snapped the fifth person’s neck, and this time he spoke the words after the fact.

"UP!"

Finally, an elderly man who appeared to be the oldest yelled out.

"UP! UP! Do as he says!"

Then, plunged into a stillness akin to death, with people motionlessly submerged in seawater, suddenly came to life.

Red lights began to blink, and alarms blared madly. These had been the case all along, with the right lights flashing and the right sounds sounding, but people had been deaf to them, blind to them.

It wasn’t until the old man issued a command that these people finally sprang into action.

Commands filled with professional jargon were shouted from the lips of the commanding officer, and the submarine began to halt its descent and immediately started surfacing.

The submarine hadn’t been too deep underwater; the water pressure wasn’t great enough to crush it, nor would the water instantly force its way inside.

Since Gao Yuan’s total assault hadn’t taken much time, he wasn’t slow and deliberate, not one by one with a sentence each—it was just a matter of a few seconds.

The submarine began an emergency ascent, with water rushing in from a mad pour to a rapid influx and then to a slow trickle—all in the span of just a few seconds.

The watertight compartment’s design ensured the submarine wouldn’t be so inundated with seawater that it couldn’t surface, so Gao Yuan quickly compelled the submarine up.

The conning tower broke the surface, and sounds of gunfire and explosions passed through the hatch and into the submarine.

Gao Yuan pointed at the Ark of the Covenant and said, "Bring it here to me."

A person silently pushed the floating Ark through the waist-deep seawater towards Gao Yuan.

The Ark’s exterior was very smooth, and Gao Yuan couldn’t grip it with one hand, making it difficult for him since the length of his arms couldn’t manage to tuck the Ark under his armpit.

His vision began to darken, and Gao Yuan felt he couldn’t delay any longer, so after some thought, he said calmly, "I’ll go up first, then you’ll bring me the Ark."

Turning around, he waded through the water for a couple of steps, Gao Yuan held onto the ladder with one hand. He took a deep breath, his left hand gripping firmly as his feet moved quickly, and he dashed up the conning tower.

The total assault underwater hadn’t lasted even a minute, but when Gao Yuan reemerged from the submarine, he found the outside world had completely changed.

A shadow flitted swiftly from place to place, and the helicopter was still in the air, not having landed.

Gao Yuan rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then, he saw the person darting among the enemies glance back at him.

It was Xinghe.

The machine gun on the helicopter fired at the ground, but it still couldn’t suppress the firepower from below, for there were far too many people on the ground, just too many.

Gao Yuan witnessed tracer bullets heading towards Xinghe, but after a few swift dodges, Xinghe leapt up with an elegant posture, landing on the ground, then someone in front of her was hurled away, flying over twenty meters into the crowd,

and then Xinghe began running towards Gao Yuan.

Bullets struck behind Xinghe, in front of her, above her head, at her feet, and then, they hit her body.

But Xinghe still charged forward, and with just a few leaps and bounds, she sprung onto the submarine, then swiftly jumped onto the conning tower, crouching in front of Gao Yuan.

Their faces were almost touching.

Xinghe brushed back her hair with her hand, then casually wiped the blood off her eyes.

Forehead above the eyes revealed a bright silver hue, but the quickly oozing blood soon covered the silvery-white patch; below her eyes, there was no flesh, only the silvery cheekbone.

"Does it look ugly?"

Xinghe asked Gao Yuan with a smile, to which he shook his head and said, "Not ugly."

Gao Yuan grabbed Xinghe; as he fell back, he flipped her upside down to join him in falling into the submarine, then he wrapped his left arm around Xinghe and said, "You look really cool right now."