Inside the hangar of Battleship No. 133.
Su Ming and the others did their best to control their mechas and stabilize themselves. The entire ship shook violently without pause, while red warning lights flashed and piercing alarms rang out one after another.
"What the hell is going on? Why does it feel like the ship is sinking?"
Chen Tong couldn't help cursing.
"It's about to sink."
Su Ming replied with his nerves taut.
"Su Ming, what do we do now?"
Zhao Ran naturally turned to Su Ming for advice. Even he didn't know when he had started treating Su Ming as their backbone.
Su Ming frowned deeply and said to Zhao Ran and the others,
"I don't know what to do either. For now, all we can do is wait until the ship can't hold on anymore and is about to explode, then force our way out. But there's one problem: the Iron Head Mechas we have aren't like Third Generation Mechas. They can't fly freely through space, and the fuel in their thrusters is limited. So, at the very least, the ship has to reach Diyan Star's atmosphere. Only after we leave the ship will we have any hope of landing on Diyan Star. Otherwise, we're doomed."
"The problem is, where are we right now? There aren't any observation windows in this hangar. We're like blind men with our eyes open."
Chen Tong said irritably.
"I can't do anything about it either."
Su Ming was helpless as well. Although he was extremely uncomfortable, there was nothing he could do.
"I know where the ship has flown to."
Lin Chuyu suddenly spoke up.
"Huh? How do you know?"
Su Ming and the others looked at Lin Chuyu in surprise.
"I have a friend in the Command Department. He's in the