"The door is going to shatter, fall back, let's head to the round hall over there."
In the dark corridor, Zhang Yusi, carrying the huge plasma cannon, yelled loudly.
Right in front of them, the tightly closed blast door was quickly warping and tearing, and the glass in the middle of the door was also swiftly cracking.
There was a series of loud impacts against the blast door that didn't stop, accompanied by the violent shaking and roaring of the entire spaceship.
The four people quickly staggered backward.
Among the four, Shu Gui and Yasia were both injured, and Zhang Yusi also showed obvious signs of exhaustion. On the other hand, Yuan Guo, who had been specially protected by 'Ye Yun,' was in the best condition.
She walked beside Zhang Yusi, drew a brown leather whip from her waist, and wrapped it around the plasma cannon, helping to take some of the weight off Zhang's shoulders.
"What do we do next?"
She looked at Zhang Yusi and asked in a quiet voice.
