Toro! Toro!
Landon evaded the fish like a bullfighter while letting go of its long tongue and gripping one of its fins instead.
Soon, the suit jerked upwards, with the furious fish that was now swimming up to the surface in a blink of an eye.
Those on the ground swallowed hard when watching the blockbuster scene before them.
Amazing!
His Majesty's quick thinking was going to save the suit!
But can he make it? Everyone was crossing their fingers and biting their lips when watching the anxious picture.
Can he make it? Will they make it?
77% Damage!...
79% Damage!…
Pouff!~
Out!
Out!
The furious fish and cha suit was finally out!
Everyone saw the furious fish burst out of the water, flying several feet high from the gushing waves, followed by the cha behind it.
But how could Landon let the peculiar fish go after such a discovery?
~Vrmmm!
Like a badly managed Iron Man, the suit flew sky-high while holding the fin.
Amazing!
The suit left the waters with 81% damage, and by the ti it reached the chopper, it could barely fly anymore.
Calculating the ti it spent going down into the water and freeing itself. Coming back up the suit took approximately 16 minutes and 41 seconds.
This was bad because if the suit had t a bigger opponent, any injury it got from the opponent would cut this ti fra even more.
What's more, don't just analyze and judge things based on the suit alone.
First, Landon took hold of the fierce fish in an ice box.
They had already prepared for fish storage, though they hardly believed any fish could survive down here.
Well, it's good that they prepared.
Now they can take this fish back to Baymard and study it well.
It will be good if they can catch more to guarantee male and female reproduction.
Landon didn't even know if what he was looking at was male or female.
After securing the first fish, he quickly flew deeper and deeper across the Death Line.
They had to know how far it went if their estimation was current.
And from ti to ti Landon would do the sa thing, dropping a new cha suit into the waters and testing the ferociousness at each new point.
He did the sa trick severally and managed to get another fish that looked to be the sa species as the first.
It was slightly different, but you can tell they co from the sa family. Female to the first one?
Females in nature are generally bigger than males, so this was just his hypothesis.
At this point, Landon began losing connection with the ships.
Normally, their connection range should be able to go this far, but because of the many interferences around him, the connection was breaking up.
He could hear them and they could hear him, but every sentence seed to have a few words cut out from them.
[Your Mahj-.., Are y-... Ok..?]
[Yoh… Mah-Y…, Com… In, Yo Mah-sty]
Landon chuckled. Telling them he was fine.
He could also imagine everyone anxiously gathering around, worrying about his safety.
"Relax, don't forget, we still have to see just how far this Death Line goes."
Thinking like so, Landon maintained his flying speed, flying for an additional 42 minutes.
Although this zone was a safe flying zone, there was still slight turbulence in the air, causing him to fly slower.
If he was going at his regular speed of 180 knots (207 MPH), he would have flown for about 31 minutes, if you don't add on all the tis he stopped for testing.
Understand that a normal airplane at a usual pace can fly at 600 MPH or even more, with so reaching 1500 MPH.
That's almost 3 tis faster than a chipper.
So if it were an ordinary plane, it would have taken 10 minutes or less to travel the sa distance he just did… if there was no turbulence.
Because of his slow speed, it took Landon an additional 22 minutes to finally see the end.
1 hour!
It ant the total chopper ti at his slow speed was 1 hour 3 minutes!
A plane would cross that sa distance 3 tis faster.
All this data was vital for Baymard.
Reaching the other side, Landon found a small portion to be similar to the Mating zone. But once crossing that path, he was surprisingly taken aback by the beautifully preserved sight before him.
It seems like the skies were created differently, maybe because of the winds that surrounded the place.
He hasn't seen any signs of land yet, aning the price enclosed by the Death Line or should be say Death Circle, was quite vast.
Taking a deep breath, Landon gave the sight one last look before making a U-turn back to the ships.
An additional hour and a few minutes later, he was back!
The first thing they did was transport the fish to a secure holding within the ship.
Following that, they took the damaged chas for observation.
Damn!
The chas looked like clocks that had been dropped and bashed with bats.
Their limbs were dangling, their tal parts excessively broken.
Now. for the big reveal.
They had the Spider helpers take off broken parts, revealing the dummies within.
This was where many wore grim faces when seeing the badly damaged dummies.
They had hundreds of small and large slash wounds across the parts exposed underneath the damaged areas of the suits.
Several military doctors were the ones to observe the dummies.
"Your majesty, so of these wounds are top deep. If it was a real person, they would have bleed and lost consciousness at most 7 minutes after their skin gets exposed to the waters."
Landon recalled that after the dummy was reported to have 70% overall damage, another alert ca up saying a fist-sized bite of tal from its calf had fallen off, exposing the calf to the waters.
Imagine if it was a real person they were dropping down there and not a dummy.
The results proved scarier than they imagined. but now, they have acquired newfound data.
And while the military researchers study the various aspects of their tests from climate to safety and technology, Landon on the other hand, was preparing the team for take off into Mirvanna.
Once they leave, the ships must also leave the mating zone, and wait on normal waters.
After all, in a day or even 3, the boggles/whales will arrive.
So how dare they wait for Landon here for Landon and the others to finish their business in Mirvanna?
Maybe they will stay for a week or a little more.
This was why the ships must go to a safe place.
[All units get ready! Take off for Mission Mirvanna?at 18 0'hundred.]
18 0'hundred?
That was in 3 hours!
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