Chapter 642: Armed Helicopter
Everyone changed into brand-new weapons and equipment, and carried communication and recording devices with them.
Except for Zhang Yi and Liang Yue, nearly everyone had a large tactical backpack on their back.
This was when the convenience of spatial-type superhumans really showed its value.
Chen Xiaoxiao and Peng Li looked at Zhang Yi. After some hesitation, they still decided to carry their weapons themselves.
After all, they hadn’t fully acknowledged Zhang Yi as their team captain.
If necessary, they would choose to leave Zhang Yi and act on their own.
Zhang Yi couldn’t be bothered to offer help.
Giving up the desire to help and respecting others’ fates — this was being responsible both to others and to oneself.
This mission was essentially a full mobilization by Blizzard City!
It showed just how determined Zhu Zheng was to take down the enemy this time!
Just past midnight, Zhang Yi and the others heard Zhu Zheng’s voice through their comms equipment.
“Outer City forces, prepare to move out!”
Zhang Yi and the others immediately stood up. The thirteen of them and a cat were already grouped and ready, planning to take the Blizzard Express to the battlefield.
But just then, Baili Changqing came over and said to everyone, “Come on, I’ll take you to the airport.”
Zhang Yi and the others: “???”
Zhuo Feiyu asked curiously, “In this kind of temperature, can we still fly to Jiangning City?”
Baili Changqing gave a slight smile. “Military aircraft are different from civilian ones. The district has several extreme-cold-resistant fighter jets. We developed them using technology brought in from northern Freemons years ago. They can’t handle long combat missions, but for short-distance flights, it’s no problem.”
“Speed is of the essence. Taking the express train is too slow, and Jiangning City has already been invaded. Taking the train risks being discovered.”
Freemons is a northern country, with most of its land in frigid zones, so their cold-resistance technology is very advanced.
Everyone nodded in understanding, then followed Baili Changqing out of the Operations Center.
Once out of the building, they boarded a black combat vehicle and headed southeast.
Less than twenty minutes later, they arrived at an airfield.
The sky was pitch black, and there wasn’t a single plane in sight on the tarmac — just a massive dome covering the center of the airfield.
Baili Changqing got off the vehicle first and led the group toward the dome-like structure.
The area was heavily guarded, with dozens of Yan Yun Guards in black combat suits stationed at the entrance.
After Baili Changqing verified their identities with the guards, they were allowed through.
Zhang Yi and the others followed him into the interior of the airfield.
Inside the dome-shaped space, they saw more than a dozen massive fighter jets!
Super-large transport aircraft were nowhere to be found — those couldn’t fly in extreme cold.
Zhang Yi examined them carefully and spotted three types of aircraft inside.
Though he wasn’t an aviation expert, he’d read some military books and could recognize the types.
Bombers, fighter jets, and armed helicopters.
Baili Changqing led them over to one of the armed helicopters.
He made a gesture to the group. “Get in.”
Zhang Yi looked at Liang Yue, Chen Xiaoxiao, and Peng Li but didn’t say anything and stepped into the helicopter.
This combat-type chopper had a surprisingly large interior, enough to comfortably fit all thirteen of them.
Everyone else followed quickly and boarded the aircraft.
Zhuo Feiyu, however, was cautious and asked Baili Changqing, “Can we guarantee we won’t be attacked in the air?”
If they were hit while flying at high altitude, everyone on board would likely be killed.
Even the toughest enhancement-type superhumans wouldn’t survive a fall from a thousand meters — they’d be smashed into mush.
But this issue didn’t worry Zhang Yi.
With his Dimensional Space ability, he could escape with Liang Yue and Hua Hua even if the chopper went down.
Baili Changqing chuckled at Zhuo Feiyu’s question.
Before he could respond, an old soldier from Xichuan City, Yu Zhengyang, chimed in,
“Don’t underestimate the defense of this armed chopper!”
“This is one of the finest combat aircraft in the country — the Yinglong-17.
Add in the high-altitude advantage, and I can’t think of any superhuman that could shoot it down.”
Zhuo Feiyu replied calmly, “Better safe than sorry.”
It was his first time on an armed chopper, and naturally, he was nervous.
After all, before the apocalypse, he was just an ordinary office worker.
“At least tell us where the parachutes are?”
Yuan Hao asked weakly.
“If something goes wrong, we need to be able to jump.”
Baili Changqing tried to hold back a laugh.
“You better not count on that! In these temperatures, untrained folks like you jumping out would be suicide — you’d freeze into popsicles mid-air!”
“But if you insist, there are parachutes behind you.”
Following his instruction, Yuan Hao found a camo-colored backpack. He quickly handed it to Xia Lingling like a prize.
“Lingling, here you go!”
Xia Lingling frowned, snatched it from him, and tossed it on the floor.
“You’re way too much of a scaredy-cat!”
“I… I’m just worried about you!”
“Pfft, knock it off with your jinx mouth. Can’t you say something nice?”
Xia Lingling reached out and pinched Yuan Hao’s cheeks, making his already pale face look even more ghostly.
Everyone else on the chopper watched the scene like a comedy show.
Even in the apocalypse, where human emotions had grown cold, it didn’t mean people no longer longed for genuine connection.
So seeing Yuan Hao and Xia Lingling’s banter brought smiles and even a hint of envy to several faces.
Zhang Yi happened to glance out the window and saw a few familiar figures near another chopper not far away.
Long silver hair flowed smoothly down the back, and the tall, fit figure would make most men feel jealous.
No doubt — it was the captain of the Celestial Squad, scion of the Deng Family of Blizzard City: Deng Shentong.
At the moment, Deng Shentong was laughing and chatting with the other nine members of the Celestial Squad as they approached their chopper.
They were operating separately from Zhang Yi’s team.
Zhang Yi’s group was the advance force, responsible for luring out Moon of Corrosion.
Deng Shentong’s team would wait for the enemy to reveal themselves and strike accordingly.
Compared to the anxiety and tension among the Outer City squads, the Celestial Squad members were visibly more relaxed.
Some were smiling, some looked half-asleep — clearly, they weren’t taking this mission too seriously.
After all, the Celestial Squad always had the highest mission success rate and the lowest casualty rate in Blizzard City.
In other words, there wasn’t a mission they couldn’t complete.
And this time, with full support from HQ and Zhu Zheng personally overseeing the operation,
It didn’t seem like a particularly difficult task from any angle.
One team member with messy hair yawned,
“Let’s wrap this up early today. I promised my wife I’d be back for dinner!”
Another laughed, “It’s not even one in the morning. Your wife’ll still be asleep when you get back!”
Deng Shentong smiled calmly. “Hey now, don’t get careless. This enemy isn’t weak. Focus.”
The team responded with a grin.
Just then, a black stretch limo pulled up beside their helicopter.
A bodyguard stepped out and opened the door, revealing an elderly man in a white Tang suit.
It was none other than Deng Yuanbo, the head of the Deng Family — one of the major figures of Blizzard City.