When the wall of the house fell into the whirlpool, Olson didn’t know all these things, but as soon as he woke up, he shouted for survival and shouted that he knew he was going to die. When he fell, other explosions at the dock came crashing, destroyed ships and oil drilling equipment were thrown into the sky, and the city system was almost paralyzed, and sparks broke out on the road. Maybe he would die in the strong current of the water.
He thinks of his family, his children and his wife.
Then he thought of Sigur Johnson and his strange theory, and he felt a surge of anger. It was Johnson’s fault! He’s hiding something from him-something that can save them. That son of a bitch must know something!
Later, he stopped thinking about one thing and died.
There was a deafening crack on the wall, and Olson fell to an amazing tree that was still standing. He was thrown out of the window frame head-on. He grabbed the leaves and bark with his hands. He saw the mud and the flood rushing away. He hugged the branches and hung them in the middle, dancing and pulling. Fragments, planks and dust fell from his head and almost hit him.
The water ran away and dragged away most of the main wall. What used to be the front of his house was deformed and broken, and suddenly cracked. In panic, Olson tried to get close to the trunk. A thicker branch stood out on his side. He could reach it, maybe his feet were there. He felt the giant tree groaning and shaking. He was panting and his hands moved forward alternately.
The last wall of the house collapsed into the tide with leaves and branches. The branches in Olson’s hand shook violently. His fingers slipped off and suddenly his weight hung on one hand. He looked across his legs and felt exhausted.
If he falls now, his fate is doomed. He struggles to turn his head and want to take a look at his room, especially to see what is left there.
Please, he wants to say goodbye and let them die.
The house was still there, and then he saw his wife.
She climbed to the edge with her hands on her knees and looked at him. There was a sense of rage and determination in her expression, as if she wanted a horse to jump into the water to help him. Of course, she couldn’t help him at all, but she shouted his name there. Her voice was firm and almost angry, as if he should finally move his damn ass to an safe place and come home. Everyone was waiting for him. Olson just looked at her for a long time.
Then he tightened his muscles and reached out, grabbed his fingers desperately, grasped the wood and continued to move forward until his feet swung around the thick branches. He slowly went here to hold on to him, and a throb passed over his shoulder. He let go of his fingers and hugged the trunk, feeling that it was difficult for the trees to hold on in the tide. He continued to stare at his wife with his face against the bark.
The tree and the house survived the long time.
When the sea dragged it into the sea, he finally returned to the desert full of ruins and mud trembling. He helped his wife and children leave the house with necessary credit cards, money, documents and some personal souvenirs that were hastily packed into two backpacks.
Olson’s car disappeared somewhere in the tide.
They must walk, but everything is better than staying here.
They silently walked away from the destroyed street to the other side of the river, away from Trondheim.
collapse
The waves continue to spread and drown the east coast of Great Britain and the continental shelf at the same latitude as Edinburgh and Gohagen in western Denmark. Dogg Beach stands directly there. Is it part of the North Sea or a relic of the dry land era? Dogg Beach used to be an island for a long time. Several animals were driven to that place by the rising tide, and finally a few drowned. Now the beach is 13 meters below the sea level, and it will intercept the incoming waves to a new height.
There are many oil drilling platforms in the south of Doggett Beach, especially in the southeast coast of Britain, Belgium and the northern coast of the Netherlands, where the waves are more rampant than in the north, but the vertical and horizontal structure of continental shelf gullies, beaches, cracks and rock peaks slow down the tsunami speed.
When the tsunami reached the Netherlands, Belgium and northern Germany, its power was slower. When the water wall finally reached The Hague and Amsterdam, its speed was less than 100 kilometers per hour, which only destroyed most coastal areas.
Hamburg and Bremen experienced a mighty flood. They were located in the mainland, while the estuaries of the Elbe River and the Weiser River were almost undefended. The tsunami rolled along the river and flooded the surrounding land. Finally, it reached these free trade cities. Even the Thames in London rose over the banks for a short time, causing ships to hit bridges.
The tip of the tide passes through Dover Street. On the coasts of Normandy and Brittany, you can still feel the East China Sea. Gehagen and Kiel are lucky to collapse. Although the turbulent sea water also rushed here, the tsunami formed a vortex at the confluence of Scarborough Gerakl Strait and kattegat, and the waves broke up. They beat the Icelandic coast in the north and reached Greenland and Spitsbergen Islands.
As soon as the disaster was over, the Olsen family went to a higher place. Knut Olsen later recalled that he couldn’t tell why they took such action. It was his idea. Maybe his vague memory of a tsunami film or a report he didn’t know when he read it was just intuition, but it saved his family’s life.
Most lucky people who survived the tsunami finally died in the disaster, because they returned to their villages and houses after the first wave to see what was left, but the tsunami was followed by multiple waves, and a wave came when people had survived the disaster, which was attributed to that great wavelength.
This time, it was the same. After a quarter of an hour, the wave came back with no less power than the previous one, which solved the unfinished offensive of the previous wave.
Twenty minutes later, the height of the third wave is half, and then the fourth wave is gone.
In Germany, Belgium and the Netherlands, evacuation measures are still in the stage. Although there used to be more times there, almost everyone has a car. Everyone thinks that it is a good idea to make it escape, which is precisely a bad idea. Less than ten minutes after the alarm is issued, all the streets are desperately blocked until the waves, which has its own way to eliminate traffic jams.
One hour after the collapse of the continental slope, the offshore industry in northern Europe ceased to exist. Almost all the coastal cities in the surrounding mainland were partially or partially destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of people were killed. The population was sparse. Fortunately, Iceland and Spitsbergen were spared.
A joint scientific expedition between Towson and sousaphone found that in the north, those insects also disintegrated hydrate until Tromso.
The landslide occurred on the southern continental slope. Due to the influence of the tsunami, they temporarily studied whether the northern slope would be dangerous. Maybe Gerhard Pahlman will find the answer, but even Pahlman doesn’t know where the submarine landslide came from, and Jeanjacques alban successfully took the Torvason to the distant high seas and brought it to safety. He didn’t know what happened in the depths of the sea.
Explosions in the ruins of the sea and coastal cities continue to echo.