The purple cloud is like a strange water snake, swimming slowly towards the ground. The snake head seemed to be expanding, and it was already the size of a fist in the sky, but it seemed to be so far away.
Ether airbag leak? Ed judged.
There are three common filling materials for airship airbags: hydrogen, helium, and ether. Only ether forms purple clouds in the sky.
"Ether" is a mysterious gaseous substance with special properties. At standard atmospheric pressure, its density is only one-sixteenth of hydrogen, and it is not as flammable as hydrogen. Its cost is only slightly higher than that of helium, and it is considered an excellent airship airbag filling gas.
The only problem is that, to the average person, this is a highly toxic substance.
Even short-term exposure to this gas can cause a variety of bizarre illnesses—body deformations, appendages, hallucinations, insanity, and skin ulcers.
This symptom is collectively known as "ether disease". It is known that extraordinary beings can survive relatively longer in etheric gas, but long-term exposure to etheric clouds and mist will still cause them to be infected by ethereal disease.
Is there any way to stop this fall? Ed asked himself.
Nothing is possible.
Such a large and complex mechanical system cannot be controlled by one person alone. Moreover, even with the help of the lift provided by the crystal dust reactor, he could not still climb to such a high altitude.
Where is the target of the airship?
Judging from the flight trajectory, the airship does not seem to be completely out of control. The pilot may have tried to make an emergency landing at the airport in the Southwest. This was the only way for him to survive, the last straw.
But it's all in vain. Judging from the gradually accelerating falling speed, Ed judged that the airship would eventually crash into the central area it passed. Even if it succeeds by chance, the entire Southwest District airport will also be eroded by the leaked ether cloud.
Should I notify the airport of an emergency evacuation? No, the observation tower at the airport must have observed the movement of the airship. At this point they should...wait?
Ed saw two arcs rising at high speed in the air. what is that?
He carefully adjusted his flight angle and perspective in mid-air, and finally saw clearly the objects passing by in mid-air - two airplanes.
emergency rescue? No, more like...ugh.
Ed didn't want to think about it anymore. There can be only one reason for these two aircraft to be dispatched, and their noses and upper wings are also equipped with machine gun turrets. These are two fighter jets protecting the airport.
Compared with the risk and impact of letting the airship crash in the central district or the airport, the damage caused by accelerating its fall in the eastern district is obviously much smaller. This is a simple economic account that anyone with any sense can understand.
Some things are of course a last resort. But that doesn't mean Ed agrees that it's the right thing to do.
Whether it was hallucination or hearing, there was a faint tearing sound in the wind, as if someone was tearing the cloth.
The fire net composed of four cannons instantly tore apart the airbag of the airship. This was just an ordinary tourist boat without any defense. It spit out the last mouthful of purple pus into the sky like a dying person, and accelerated towards the ground like a meteor.
Oh shit. Ed cursed secretly and flew towards the new landing point he predicted.
At 50 meters, he retracted his wings and opened his parachute bag. A huge force pulled him backwards, while his speed gradually slowed down.
Interestingly, although his speed dropped sharply compared to when gliding at high altitude, he felt that he was getting faster and faster.
It wasn't until he landed on the roof of a two-story building in a slum area at a moderate speed, and slid on the ground for another dozen steps that Ed barely stopped.
There's no time to waste right now. He pulled out his hunting knife and cut off the paracord, turned over and kicked open the wooden window, and jumped into the house below.
"Ouch!!!" The woman in the room let out a terrifying scream, almost more piercing than a machine gun.
"***, what the hell is wrong with you?!" The man in the room was startled at first, then jumped up and yelled with courage. His eyes were full of fear, especially in front of him
The young man who suddenly broke in was also wearing a strange-looking armor.
Unfortunately, today is Sunday and many of us are lucky enough to be at home. The sudden divine punishment broke this trace of leisure and comfort:
"You must leave here immediately, as far away as possible. Go and notify your neighbors. Look outside, the airship is about to crash." Ed explained.
"What are you talking about?" The man was stunned and looked unreasonable.
Ed suddenly realized that speaking softly as usual wasn't going to work. Many slums are not equipped with glass windows, severely obstructing the view, and the constant noise and chaos here also make many people wonder what is going on.
"I said get out of here, now!"
He took a deep breath, pulled out his revolver, pointed the gun at the man's nose and snapped. The man was suddenly frightened and trembled, raising his hands and not daring to move.
"Please sir, we still have children to raise..." The woman responded quickly, her nose twitching and she was almost crying.
But this is not the effect Ed wants. He wants the two of them to move quickly:
"Then take the kids and get out of here. Don't wait for me to regret it." He pointed the gun at the ceiling and said.
After the woman purred twice, she picked up the child and ran downstairs. Ed opened the window and looked at the airship falling from the sky. He saw that there were still two or three minutes left.
He looked back eagerly, and saw that the man was still secretly trying to sort out the hidden belongings.
"What are you doing? Didn't you hear what I said?!"
"This is the only savings we have. Without this money we will die." The man said with his eyes closed.
well……
Ed didn't know what to say. He also knew that what the man said was not entirely a lie, but he had no time to do any more ideological work.
This method is too inefficient. To notify everyone in the shortest possible time, he must change his mind.
I saw him turn over and jump out of the window, fire three shots into the sky, and roar at the top of his lungs in all directions:
"Everyone! If you don't want to die, get the fuck out of here!"
