Above the vast sea, on the dark clouds, a Y-18 transport plane spread its wings and soared.

According to the notes sent by the Republic to the countries through which the route passed, the military medium-sized transport plane, newly designed and manufactured by the Republic, took off from the Yazhou Air Force Base in Qiongnan Province, carrying emergency search and rescue equipment and personnel, and went to the South and Pacific areas to search for the whereabouts of flight DH740.

Perhaps it was because the wording of the note from the Republic was unprecedentedly harsh, or perhaps it was a guess at something, that even a few countries that had always followed the Commonwealth of Minia and were not very friendly to the Republic, and even jumped out from time to time to make some trouble, also gave the green light this time, and immediately agreed to let it go as soon as they received the note.

No one knew that the plane had actually secretly taken off from the military airfield in the western suburbs of Hanjing City at the same time that the morning note was issued; What was carried on the plane was not the so-called search and rescue equipment and personnel, but all 8 members of the third detachment of the Nulong Brigade and the combat equipment they carried.

After taking off from Hanjing, the plane landed on a newly built island and reef at the southern end of the southern territorial sea of the Republic of China, which is only two kilometers horizontal and vertical, refueled, and took off again, flew through the clouds, and flew into the depths of the vast sea.

Long-distance flights should be very lonely, but on this plane, this problem does not exist at all.

In the cabin, the team members relied on huge marching backpacks, legs spread on the floor, looking for the most comfortable angle to recharge for the upcoming battle.

But if you look closely, everyone is doing differently.

Huang Xiwen leaned on the backpack, his head slightly raised, his eyes slightly closed, not knowing what he was thinking; Song Jingang is wiping his homemade "gun king"; Luo Haoran put his gun next to his leg, muttered to himself, and listened carefully, he was actually "reviewing" the parameters of various explosives......

Lang Tianyu and Bei Shiliang, on the other hand, put their guns across their legs and watched happily as the dark clouds chattered there.

"Boss, can you give a way to live?" The dark clouds held their heads, and their big faces, which had been carefully painted in camouflage, squeezed their eyebrows and made a painful look.

Lei Dong lowered his head, tore open the outer packaging of the special sniper bullet, and his fingers were like sympathetic strokes, gently slashing from the warhead to the bullet case, completely relying on the perception of the skin, picking out the flawless bullets that were as smooth as a mirror, and pressing them into the magazine one by one. And those bullets with common burrs appeared at the junction of the bullet head and the cartridge case, even if the burr was less than one-tenth of a hair, which did not affect the shooting at all, he picked it out and filed it with a file little by little.

This does not increase the power of the bullet, but it will make the projectile more stable and more accurate when fired. For a sniper who demands perfection, this is what matters.

This is also one of the few habits that Lei Dong has developed in several years of harsh training.

Although with the improvement of the design and craftsmanship of the Republic, the industrial error has been reduced to almost negligible to the point of switching to special sniper shells provided by special forces, Lei Dong still found in training that even if there are only a few microns of small flaws, it still has a certain impact on the accuracy of shooting.

Even if such an impact is minimal, it is still intolerable for Lei Dong, who has almost the same obsessive-compulsive disorder as a Virgo.

Therefore, before training or fighting, it has become a repertoire to examine and polish all bullets in detail, like snipers twenty years ago.

For a cultivator whose divine consciousness is incomparably strong, who has mastered almost every muscle in his body and has reached the subtle realm, but who is still in the training base, that is, in the factory attached to the labor reform of the prisoners of Zhaodu Prison, who has received professional fitter training and has reached the standard of a senior technician in just a few days, such a job is not difficult.

Therefore, Lei Dong still had the strength to polish the bullet in his hand by himself, while raising his head and pouting: "What's the matter, Master Dark Cloud?" ”

"What's wrong? You're embarrassed to ask what's wrong? Wuyun rolled his eyes, looking indignant, "You said that you are a big man, and your ability is a little bigger, so it doesn't matter if we can't turn over, but your daughter-in-law is also so wicked, and you don't let people live?" ”

As soon as these words came out, some people couldn't help it at that time, and shouted: "That's it, what the dark clouds said is right!" Even Huang Xiwen, who closed his eyes and recuperated, also came in.

Lei Dong laughed: "Continue to praise, I love to hear this!" ”

"Die!" A group of people raised a middle finger, but they had to envy Lei Dong for his good luck.

When we first met, we were only amazed by Quiet's amazing beauty and elegance, and then in the lecture, we were amazed at Quiet's profound knowledge. Later, although I heard that Jing Jing switched to studying military science, and was highly praised by the military theory community, no one took these legends seriously.

Theoretical theory is to study and study, and when you really go to the battlefield, it does not rely on the commander's on-the-spot changes, but on the brave fighting of the soldiers -- that is a man's world, a girl? It's okay to engage in theory.

However, today's quiet performance has completely subverted the notion of these people.

In the case of almost a blank field of effective information, every sentence is irrefutable, everything is analyzed so accurately, and the truth of an incomparably mysterious and strange incident is dragged out of the fog bit by bit, until the final answer is found!

What kind of vision, what wisdom, what a powerful power? If it weren't quiet, maybe I would still be sitting in the city of sorrow with a few pieces of information!

There is really no other word to describe such a woman with amazing charm and amazing wisdom than "demon".

As for Lei Dong himself...... Don't say it, this guy simply exists to hit other people's self-confidence.

No matter how brutal the training, he was able to pass without much effort, no matter how demanding the requirements, he was able to complete it impeccably, and no matter how difficult the task, he was able to successfully and unexpectedly.

When he laughs with you, he is a warm spring breeze, making you feel warm and full of charm; When he focuses on something, he is a mountain, calm and tenacious; But when he is angry, he becomes a bloodthirsty god that even the heavens fear!

Gradually, a thought inexorably arose in their minds: when these two men perfectly combined their masculinity and femininity, and fully exerted their combat power and wisdom, what kind of fatal blow would their enemies face?

Lei Dong looked at his comrades-in-arms with uncertain expressions, and frowned imperceptibly.

He knew that making jokes about him was not a means for them to relax before the war. The reason why Wuyun talks so much is because he himself talks a lot, and several other comrades-in-arms, although they have formed a high degree of tacit understanding between you and me in the years of training and fighting, but they usually have different temperaments, and they also have their own set of methods to adjust their psychological state and adapt to the atmosphere of the battlefield, and there is rarely a time for "collective action".

But now, as they get closer and closer to the battlefield, these people still collectively joke about themselves because they are relaxed, in other words, they don't see how difficult the battle is at all.

This relaxation did not come from the harsh training they had received, but from the great self-confidence that came from their invincible combat experience, a top-notch special operations squad that claimed to be the strongest army in the world, and used a knife to deal with three intelligence officers and a few terrorists. If it weren't for the high level of secrecy required for this mission, this kind of task could be easily solved by finding a special operations brigade from any army!

But I don't know why, Lei Dong always faintly felt that something was wrong.

This feeling comes from the fact that on that plane, there was a "witch" Shui Yaoxian!

The other team members may not know very well, but Lei Dong knows that no matter which school of witchcraft it is, whether the practitioner is male or female, if he or she wants to enter the hall, he or she must meet a prerequisite - he or she must be a true cultivator, and at least need the realm of late Qi cultivation to be able to use certain secret methods that require a lot of true yuan.

And how could such a cultivator, who was already a top master in the eyes of ordinary people, be silently controlled on the plane?

There is only one possibility, and that is that the other party has a more powerful monk!

After all, in this world, it is not only the cultivators of the Republic who have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, nor are the cultivators of the Republic who have special abilities that far surpass ordinary people.

The legendary werewolves, the blood clan, and the extremely mysterious Illuminated Holy Cult Inquisitors who don't even know if they really exist, all have extremely powerful forces that can do this.

Thinking of Lei Tiangang's strong melancholy at the grand ceremony before departure, Lei Dong felt that it was necessary to remind his comrades-in-arms that they must be careful in this operation!

"Beep beep-" A piercing beep sounded in the cabin after breaking through the continuous roar of the engine, and the plane immediately jolted violently.

Lei Dong's eyes froze, but he quickly relaxed, it was a high-altitude current, and it was not surprising that an airplane flying in the atmosphere encountered this kind of air current.

But the news that came immediately made everyone's hearts tighten.

The co-pilot, a lieutenant of about 30 years old, pushed open the cockpit door and hurried into the cabin, and all the team members noticed that the co-pilot's face was full of anxiety.

"I think we're in a little bit of trouble!"

Looking at the heavy expression of the co-pilot, the faint uneasiness in Lei Dong's heart became more obvious.