Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 400, Section 092: Aerial Rescue (Part Two)

Fu Xun took the rope first, keeping a watchful eye on it. He secretly gathered the power of the [Iron Horse and Ice River] before leaping across it with a single stretch of the rope, while simultaneously untying the static rope binding his body.

The photographer quickly made way for him, and as Fu Xun jumped in, the helicopter shuddered for a moment before stabilizing again thanks to the collective pitch control.

The photographer with the ponytail patted Fu Xun on the shoulder, his eyes behind his sunglasses scrutinizing Fu Xun: "You're quite skilled, young man."

Fu Xun looked around to make sure the helicopter was safe before nodding to Jin Ziyue on the other side.

Jin Ziyue looked at Chen Ruolan and asked gently, "Can you jump over?"

"Click."

Chen Ruolan pulled her foot out and nodded heavily.

"Don't use too much force, just like the force you used when you jumped up the stairs."

Chen Ruolan nodded obediently again.

Then came a series of cracking sounds as ice shattered, the wind pressure suddenly increased, the ground cracked, and Chen Ruolan shot out like a bullet.

Fu Xun squinted, and the ice wall in front of him was like a baseball glove, steadily catching a baseball named "Chen Ruolan".

"Strikeout."

This scene startled the photographer. If the girl had rushed up at that speed, the plane would have been destroyed and everyone on board would have died, even without a missile.

Moreover, this magical ice shield was actually supported in mid-air; in other words, the ice wall was completely floating. Otherwise, with the reaction force of such a sprint speed, the helicopter would have lost control and veered off course. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take another look at Fu Xun. This ability to control ice meant that the young man in front of him was probably no ordinary person.

Fu Xun released the ice he had conjured and pulled Chen Ruolan out of the ice wall. Hu Niu was dizzy and somehow slumped down inside the helicopter.

A moment later, Jin Ziyue carried Qi Tongshan in his arms, his clothes billowing and swaying, as light as a swallow landing on a branch.

"OK! Everyone's running away!"

Old Jia shouted in a loud voice, his voice booming as he stood above the noisy helicopter rotor.

After saying that, he pulled up the collective pitch lever with his left hand. As the collective pitch of the propeller blades increased, the lift increased, and the engine throttle was fully engaged, instantly widening the distance between him and Hanting Tianque.

"Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you." The photographer said very politely. "My name is Yi Si. I'm a private investigator, and I occasionally take on freelance work such as photography and exploration."

Jin Ziyue simply nodded, looking at him with some surprise.

"A photographer, huh? Pretty paparazzi-like," Fu Xun muttered. "Isn't your private investigator job also a side business?"

Yi Si saw that Fu Xun was still in the mood to talk and was about to answer when Jin Ziyue interrupted him.

"How do you plan to cover your tracks?"

Jin Ziyue asked.

No one would feel safe standing hundreds of meters in the air.

"Covering up? No, no, no, this kind of thing is exciting when it's blatant." Yi Si's eyes were hidden behind his sunglasses, but the smug smile on his lips was unforgettable.

Jin Ziyue was silent for a moment.

He knew in his heart that he had been tricked.

Because this guy's fate was extremely dangerous, he narrowly escaped death.

As the name suggests, this is a phrase that embodies an adventurous spirit and an absolutely strong heart. However, the premise of "escaping death" is "death".

The host may survive, but the other companions in danger may not.

Another helicopter pilot, Lao Jia, wrote the words "A desperate fight."

This combination is practically equivalent to Daigo and Shinjo from the Ultraman Tiga tokusatsu series.

"Do you have the [Unstable Movement] with you?" Jin Ziyue could only fend for himself. "Yes. It's not convenient to use it here, is it?"

Fu Xun was not yet at the level to perceive the incantation at a glance, so he did not understand Jin Ziyue's state of mind at this moment.

"Take this one and you'll need it soon."

Meanwhile, Yi Si, standing beside him, was enthusiastically explaining, "You don't need to be nervous. We can say that we are rescuing the victims. As a reporter who flies a helicopter, it's normal for us to participate in the rescue work and help one or two people, right?"

“The White Walkers have probably already aimed their rocket launchers at this spot,” Jin Ziyue said without hesitation. “In this high-altitude environment, we’re practically sitting ducks.”

"Then you'll have to trust my buddy's driving skills," Yi Si said confidently. "Let me tell you, before Lao Jia retired, he was our top driver."

"Bullshit! What kind of driving skills are faster than a supersonic missile? Don't drag me into this!"

Although Lao Jia pulled the boom to evacuate, his temper was still raging, and he clearly still had energy left.

Chu tu tu tu——

The helicopter suddenly accelerated, made an abrupt stop and turned in mid-air, and then sped away into the distance.

The rocket launcher operator at the bottom of the building immediately noticed the anomaly and immediately hoisted the rocket launcher on his shoulder and fired it at the black eagle soaring in the sky.

"day!"

Old Jia roared, and the helicopter rotor suddenly rose, the missile swept past the landing gear below, and then flew away from the side window, disappearing into the distant sky.

The first rocket launcher was like a firework, followed by a series of recoil sounds on the ground. Behind each hissing, smoking trajectory, the rocket launchers resembled a series of fountain jets rising one after another, weaving together in the air to form a ballistic network.

"Yahoo—!"

The photographer shouted, seemingly thoroughly enjoying the thrilling experience of being rocked from side to side.

Fu Xun glanced at Jin Ziyue and finally understood what the listlessness in his eyes meant.

"So what kind of reinforcements are they? They're so unreliable!"

Fu Xun had to shout loudly to drown out the roar of the helicopters and missiles.

"13 missiles! RNW!" Old Jia shouted at the top of his lungs. Missiles were passing by on both sides of the window. He immediately cranked the control stick and came to an abrupt stop. Then, he dramatically spun around in place. As the tail fins swung, the missiles passed by his trajectory as if threading a needle.

Before they even stopped, after spinning around once and everyone was completely dizzy and disoriented, Old Jiang, already pumping with adrenaline, roared with a ferocious grin, "All of you—get the hell out of here—!"

Jin Ziyue and the others could only hold onto the metal sheet of the helicopter, swaying in the cramped cabin as the helicopter bounced.

He glanced at it; Old Chiang's command was unusually active, drawing upon his vigorous will to fight to the death and transforming it into even stronger power.

Amidst the thrill of life and death, the growth of the destiny's essence surpassed all expectations. And in turn, this feedback to the host, Old Jia's vitality and spirit continued to surpass their peak.

He evaded situations with almost no hesitation, using methods that most people wouldn't even consider.

The narrow sheet metal swayed in the air, and the turbulent airflow even affected the helicopter's takeoff and landing, but with the left and right swing of the tail fin, it always managed to maintain a wobbly state.

Surprisingly, the missiles all passed by the observation window like fish swimming in an aquarium.

If you make a mistake even once, it won't be as simple as just having a fish kiss the glass.

Jin Ziyue coldly observed the photographer Yi Si. Although the guy was also grimacing from the shaking of the helicopter, the arrogant smile on his lips showed that he was enjoying this close-to-death feeling.

Moreover, judging from his demeanor, he seemed to have enough confidence in Chiang Kai-shek's driving skills.

How could someone like this have survived this long without some real skills?

Thinking of this, Jin Ziyue was no longer as unhappy as he had been at the beginning.

Anyway, Fu Xun has already switched to the [Unpredictable Movement] skill.