The CEO's Pregnant Wife

The people who had been guarding the door quickly retreated with their belongings.

Almost at the same time, the second these people left, the stronger wind landed in a destructive manner.

Looking at the momentum sweeping through everything, the people who witnessed this tropical storm, were all shocked speechless.

Tropical storms and typhoons are basically early warnings from the government. Anyone who can hide will hide, and those who cannot, will not face the enemy.

At this moment, thousands of people from the two groups were facing the storm.

I have to say, everyone is a warrior!

The trees by the sea were blown upside down by the gale, and some of the less rooted trees were uprooted in an instant.

Gu Xixi looked at the mess through the camera outside and couldn't help but say with a lingering fear, "Is this wind level ten?"

"Almost." Yin Sichen also looked at the images on the laptop, constantly switching the camera from several angles, each angle can see the devastation.

As soon as the storm landed, it brought such a powerful destructive force. This feeling of facing disaster directly was not the kind of feeling and experience in japan at all.

When I was in japan, I was prepared in advance.

Everyone moved to the top of the mountain, which was even more empty, and the tsunami that followed was just a distant sight, not a direct face to the disaster.

But now it's different.

The eye of the typhoon blew over the top of the head, the strong wind swept over the front, and the heavy rain fiercely punished the land above.

As a result, Gu Xixi's heart trembled and remained calm.

Such a strong gust of wind, the people sent out, can really come back safely?

In another cave, Earl Phil was teaching Gu Miao how to distinguish a tropical storm from a typhoon.

The caves of the two groups were actually connected, but they would not disturb each other when they were free.

Gu Miao also had the courage to learn whatever Earl Phil taught him.

"Father, will there be a typhoon in england?" Gu Miao couldn't help but look up and ask.

"Very little, very little." Earl Phil smiled and replied, "There are only tropical cyclones in england. Most of the Atlantic is windy."

Gu Miao nodded thoughtfully, "I see."

"No country at high latitudes would have such a problem. The lower the latitude, the greater the probability." Earl Phil continued to explain.

"That's why china, the united states, australia, and even fiji are suffering because of their different geographical locations." Gu Miao was smart enough to make a summary speech.

"Exactly." Earl Phil liked this son more and more. This child's intelligence was simply amazing.

Since geography was mentioned, Earl Phil decided to teach his son geography as well.

Earl Phil's bodyguards huddled together and whispered.

"Have you noticed that the count seems to have changed a lot recently? If I hadn't been with him every day, I would have doubted if he had been replaced." The bodyguard couldn't help but say.

Bodyguard b nodded in agreement, "I feel the same way. Especially after little young master came back, the earl seemed to have changed from a playboy to a good man at home."

The bodyguard chewed a straw stick and leaned his arm against the mountain wall, "This is the future heir of the the Phil family. If the earl doesn't put his heart into it, he will probably teach it himself."

Bodyguard a couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with the duke personally teaching?"

Bodyguard b was equally puzzled.

Bodyguard c glanced at his two companions in disgust, "Look at the three sons of the duke. Are you going to let the duke teach the next generation of unmarried people?"

The other two remained silent for a long time.

What he said was so reasonable that he was speechless...

In captain Hans's cave in the opposite camp, there was no sound at all.

Captain Hans was lying in a princess chair, looking at the surveillance outside, indescribably lazy and relaxed.

Compared to other people's nervousness, he simply did not want to relax too much.

Ian strode over, "Boss, what about the people we caught?"

Hans smiled, "Break your leg and throw it all out."

Ian took the order without hesitation, turned around and left.

Hans's eyes were a little cold.

Trying to save someone during a storm?

Hehe, Yin Sichen, are you too stupid or do you think I'm as stupid as you?

Just a piece of junk fish, you want to eat this old bone?

Hans used an internal line to call the other islands, "Did anyone go over and cause trouble?"

The other party's face was confused: "No, such a strong wind, who has a problem running over? When the wind blows, no one can stand up!"

Hans was silent for a while and hung up the phone.

Little brother is too stupid, and it's not a good thing.

The hostages in the cave huddled together and began to discuss weapons again. Occupational disease was something that could not be avoided.

"I told you, a typhoon is a convenient, highly efficient, trackless, advanced avionic and electric multi-function fighter. Compared with other fighters at the same level, the human-computer interface of the typhoon cockpit is highly intelligent, which can effectively reduce the workload of the pilots. The dash helmet display is similar to the mirage 2000 and f / a-18, but it's more intuitive and effective, and such aircraft can be widely promoted." A spanish expert couldn't help but raise his voice and yell at the other experts, "And the function can be achieved with less operation steps, and the addition of voice recognition input can start instructions in spoken language to speed up the operation process. I really don't know why you want to slander this type of plane!"

An american expert could not help but retort: "The typhoon fighter has its own advantages, but you can't see the advantages of other planes just because you have a stake in spain. Compared to combat power, although the typhoon is advanced and flexible, it is still difficult to compare with the f-22. These are two different fighter jets, like the nascar and the f-1. They're on their own, but the design was based on different performance requirements from the start."

Other experts joined the fray, and Patriarch shook his head wordlessly, not participating in the discussion.

For these experts, anything could be related to weapons.

Patriarch was more concerned about when the rescue would arrive.

The pirates, who were in charge of guarding the area, allowed the experts to argue.

Anyway, they were all old men. They just quarreled for a while, but they couldn't do anything to jump up and beat people up.

They are so old that it is hard to jump up, let alone beat people up.

Besides, the boss snatched these experts so that they could serve the pirates!

The more they argue, the better. Maybe they can create new weapons?

This gust of wind would probably hinder Mo Zixin and the others. After the storm had passed, would they really be able to find this place?

Gu Xixi curled up in a chair, covered with a blanket, but was not sleepy at all.

At this time, the tropical storm had been landing for more than two hours, and the wind outside still showed no signs of stopping. Gu Xixi knew that the storm had not passed.

With this gust of wind, most of the island was flooded, and the original drainage channels began to lose their function. Rain began to seep along the edge of the tent into the cave.

Fortunately, the cave was built all the way up, so there was no large-scale rainwater backwater phenomenon, but a lot of water accumulated at the entrance of the cave.

Yin Sichen came over with the cat on her waist. Seeing that Gu Xixi was still awake, she said in a low voice, "Why? Still can't sleep?"

Gu Xixi nodded and turned on the lights, "Why aren't you resting?"

Yin Sichen licked his lips and a hint of war flashed through his eyes, "In an hour, the eye of the typhoon will pass. After the wind calms down, the real battle will begin. Xixi, don't go out later. I've already told people to guard this place. As long as you don't leave this cave, Hans and the others will have nothing to do with you."

"You want to do it yourself?" Gu Xixi grabbed Yin Sichen's hand nervously, "It's too dangerous!"

"Danger and opportunity coexist." Yin Sichen replied calmly, "If we can make the the Mo family remember my big favor, then our future together will be smoother."

So he thought of this too.

"I said, believe me! For our future, no matter what the price, I will pay." Yin Sichen looked at Gu Xixi firmly, "Xixi, no one can separate us in this life. No matter who it is, no matter what the price, I will not let you leave my side!"

"But it's really too dangerous." Gu Xixi still hesitated.

"Be good, be good." Yin Sichen lowered his head and kissed Gu Xixi's forehead, "Protect our son. Take care of yourself."

After saying this, Yin Sichen let go of Gu Xixi and turned to leave.

Gu Xixi stared blankly at Yin Sichen's departing figure, her eyes slightly red.

This man is protecting himself in his own way.

Gu Xixi was not sleepy at all, so he simply sat up, took his laptop, and kept switching the cameras outside.

Due to the gust of wind, several cameras had been destroyed, but most of them were still working.

Looking at the tree trunk outside as if it was about to be broken, Gu Xixi felt a wave of fear.

The storm in the sky was about to pass, but the storm belonging to the crowd was about to officially begin.

Gu Xixi did not know how the next two groups would fight, but Gu Xixi could also imagine that this battle would not be so easy.

Death and injury were inevitable.

Poor kids are still so young, they have to face such a cruel reality.

As soon as Gu Xixi thought of this, he began to worry about the children.

Gu Xixi was very worried that what happened here would cast a shadow over the child's mind.

Gu Xixi did not know that in the three years she had lost her memory, the children had long accepted this.