A strong wind directly overturned Qi Lin to the ground, and at the same time, Qi Lin only felt a torn pain in his eardrum, and a "buzzing" beeping echoed in his entire head.

The kinetic energy attached to the three-in-one track cannon shells is much more powerful than that of conventional cannon shells with explosion as the main killing function. The top layer of the entire bridge shook violently, and many corrugated deformations and folds appeared on the two walls of the metal corridor in an instant.

"This power... seems a bit too great..."

This is the first time that Qi Lin fired a three-shot rail cannon at such a close distance, and it was in a closed internal space and was not directly shocked by the aftermath. It was all due to the set of dragon scale armor he was wearing close to and his extremely powerful physical fitness.

He stood up with his head swayingly. Qi Lin subconsciously touched the under his nostrils, and once he touched it, he saw the sticky blood in his hands.

The aftermath of the three consecutive rail guns still caused Qi Lin to suffer significant internal injuries.

However, Qi Lin could not care about the injuries on his body at this time. There were already loud shouts and messy footsteps below the stairs. Qi Lin quickly took out two grenades, pulled the pull ring and threw them down the stairs, and then held the seriously deformed bulkhead and ran towards the command room.

The command room had been completely destroyed by three rounds of rail cannon shells. The precise instruments and operating systems were all turned into piles of scrap iron, and the corpses of players who were originally lying in the command room were also shaken into a pool of minced meat by powerful forces.

Two of the three shells were hit on the operating table and floor of the command room. However, when the last shot was released, Qi Lin was worried that the glass porthole covered with the tough metal film could not be completely shattered, so he slightly shook the muzzle, allowing the last shell to directly hit the porthole of the command room.

Now, the entire glass on the porthole on the front of the command room has completely disappeared, and the salty sea breeze has poured into the bridge. As for the glass, I don’t know whether it was shaken to pieces or was carried out by shells.

With his hands on the edge of the porthole, Qi Lin poked out half of his body, and saw a large amount of thick smoke coming out from the top of another bridge opposite. It seemed that Cheng Yanqiu and the others had succeeded.

The aircraft carrier deck was already in chaos. The players on the deck had no idea what was going on. They thought the aircraft carrier was attacked by some missiles. They panicked and ran around in an attempt to find a solid cover. The Templars were rushing towards the two bridges from various parts of the aircraft carrier.

Looking down from a high place, the black heads below are like countless ants, and the two bridges are like two pieces of crushed biscuits covered with honey.

"I really stabbed the hornet's nest, and I also stabbed two at once."

Tighten the strap on the backpack, Qi Lin climbed up to the edge of the porthole, then jumped towards the deep blue sea, and jumped straight down—

The super aircraft carrier is inserted into the port at an oblique angle of about 30 degrees. Compared with the stranded bow part, the bridge is located relatively backward, so the depth of the sea water directly below the bridge is dozens of meters. Qi Lin doesn't have to worry about directly hitting the bottom of the water after falling into the sea.

With the experience of falling into the sea last time, Qi Lin recalled the movements of high-stage diving athletes that he had watched on TV as much as possible. He stretched his arms out of the way down, and held his hands tightly together, trying to keep his body at an angle perpendicular to the sea surface.

"Plop!"

The fists clenched with both hands broke through the sea like an awl. Qi Lin's whole body smoothly "drilled" into the sea, and the splashes were also very small.

Well, if you were seen by diving coaches from the national teams in the old era, you would definitely be shocking...

Under the influence of gravity and inertia, Qi Lin pierced to a position about five or six meters deep under the water, and that force was offset by the sea water. After moving his limbs, Qi Lin found the right direction and pierced his head deeper.

Although the length of the Sky-class super aircraft carrier is more than kilometers, the draft is only less than 30 meters. Qi Lin easily passed under the aircraft carrier and emerged from the sea outside the port side of the aircraft carrier.

After looking around, Qi Lin suddenly found that the heads of two people were constantly rising and falling on the sea not far away, which were Cheng Yanqiu and Wuyan.

Qi Lin swam over quickly, held Cheng Yanqiu's arm and pulled him out of the water.

"Cough cough cough... this sea water... is really hard to drink..." Cheng Yanqiu, who choked several sips of sea water, reluctantly smiled bitterly.

His arms were still tightly wrapped around the chest ribs of the already unconscious foggy eyes, but Qi Lin found that in the sea water around the foggy eyes, a stream of dark red blood was spreading rapidly.

"Murt's eyes were shot twice, and the wound caused by Taotie broke down before jumping into the sea... That, he should have the remaining resurrection times, right?" Cheng Yanqiu said quickly.

"I won't talk about this for now, I have to find a way to get ashore!" Qi Lin held Cheng Yanqiu's arm with one hand and held the vest that Wu Yan was wearing with the other hand, and began to step on the water with both legs.

At this time, the players of the Mutual Aid Club on the aircraft carrier naturally found the traces of the three people, leaned on the side of the ship, raised their guns and shot fiercely at Qi Lin and the others.

Fortunately, there are no high-precision sniper rifles among these players, or there is no shooter who can control such weapons. At this range, the bullets fired by those assault rifles have no accurate head at all, and the closest one to Qi Lin and the others is nearly ten meters away.

Qi Lin and Cheng Yanqiu dragged the coma foggy eyes and swam for nearly half an hour before finally climbing onto an uninhabited beach.

As for those Mutual Aid Club players who wanted to drive a speedboat to chase them, after Qi Lin used two rail guns to bombard the two speedboats, the remaining people never dared to chase after them again.

Putting Mist Eye on the beach, Qi Lin tore his clothes hard, and saw that Mist Eye's already scabbed wound was completely torn apart, and blood kept pouring out of it.

The breathing of foggy eyes was very weak. He had lost a lot of blood just now, his face was terrible, and his lips were also covered in iron blue.

"You have to be a blood transfusion, otherwise you won't last long." Qi Lin shook his head. Not to mention whether the blood types of him and Cheng Yanqiu can match the fog eyes, even if they can, they can't find a set of tools for blood transfusion here.
Chapter completed!