One task was to provide intelligence for Cong Han’s breakout, and the other was a reserve in his own mind.
Projected on the grass, a dozen images moved simultaneously, fifty meters, two hundred meters, a thousand meters...
The scope expanded wider and wider, scanning everything within three thousand meters around, then it cautiously probed toward the small town in the mountains.
Suddenly, there was a "click," and one of the images went dark.
Wen Nian furrowed his brow, trying to remotely debug the machine. Meanwhile, for safety’s sake, he recalled all of the "mosquito" drones he had dispatched.
One did not return, specifically the one whose image had suddenly cut out.
Wen Nian scowled, trying several more times to debug, but still, there was no response.
Just when he was about to give up, the very image that had cut off suddenly reappeared, and along with the restoration of the image came a pair of aqua blue eyes and silver-white hair gently blowing in the night wind, messy yet beautiful.
What he held in his hand was that very "mosquito."
And his seemingly youthful face carelessly appeared in front of the camera, the aqua blue eyes slightly squinting.
At this moment, he wasn’t wearing the black mask marked with the rebel army symbol.
Pale lips, almost devoid of color, his face very white. He seemed to be sitting on a motorcycle, with a large headlight behind him making his skin look even whiter.
Wen Nian rested his chin on his knees, not even slightly surprised, his gaze fixed on the image appearing now.
Qing Luo couldn’t see him, but the intent of the person controlling the "mosquito" was quite clear with such a camera set up.
Thus, he was certain someone was behind the camera, but who...
He moved his lips, and just from the shape of them, Wen Nian made out a word.
Qing Luo asked again, his expression indifferent, without any emotion... in Wen Nian’s eyes, it could even be described with the word "corpse."
He spoke in the language of Country G.
Wen Nian narrowed his eyes. If that was the case, then the "Tang" he mentioned could only be... Lili!
So it appeared... Qing Luo knew Lili was here.
Wen Nian felt a twinge of panic at this realization.
He had thought Qing Luo would say more, but instead, there was no further speech. After just that one greeting...
Qing Luo’s very pale lips curled slightly into a slanting arc.
A mischievous smile also appeared in his eyes.
Wen Nian firmly committed Qing Luo’s expression to memory; the next second, the image cut out.
The system announced: Drone No. 16 has been destroyed.
Wen Nian’s eyes were heavy.
He could probably consider Qing Luo’s last expression an audacious provocation without fear.
Packing away all the images, he turned off the switch on his wristwatch. Wen Nian’s lips also lifted slightly, it seemed that Lu Ziqing had cultivated not only outstanding Country G soldiers like Feng Hua and Cong Han but also raised one... dangerously significant dissident.
Qing Luo knew Song Lili was here...
This at least indicated that Qing Luo had seen Lili.
Wen Nian pondered slightly...
Just as his thoughts were sinking deeper, two slender and warm arms wrapped around his neck from behind, encircling him,
"What are you doing here all alone?"
Song Lili asked softly, her voice against his ear.
Wen Nian’s train of thought was pulled back. He grasped the hands wrapped around him,
"I couldn’t really sleep. When I woke up and saw you weren’t there, it was natural for me to want to come out and see what you were up to behind my back."
Wen Nian pulled her to sit in front of him, in his embrace.
At the end of the mountain, the sky began to show hints of grey-white...
"It’s almost five. Sitting here is perfect; we should be able to see the sunrise."
Wen Nian wrapped his arms around her, murmured softly.
"You still haven’t told me, what are you doing here all by yourself?"
"I’ve sent Cong Han to Caesar to find that Major General classmate of yours, Qiao Ke, to have him spread the news of the rebel army’s presence here."
"Yes. Do you think he’s not the right person for the job?"
Song Lili shook her head, "I just think the task is quite difficult, I’m afraid..."
"Then who do you think has a better chance of accomplishing the mission?"
"If I were to volunteer myself, would you..."
"Don’t even think about it."
Wen Nian cut her off, not giving her the slightest chance for such folly.
Song Lili shrugged her shoulders.
"Alright then, let’s let Cong Han go. He is indeed more suitable for carrying out missions alone."
Wen Nian yawned slightly.
"We can’t hide here for long; we’ll have to move first thing in the morning. I’ve just sent out the mini detectors to get a rough idea of the surroundings."