Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 129 Blind Landing

There was a loudspeaker on the roof of the Public Security Bureau, and the alarm sounded so loud that it hurt Commissioner Chen Song's ears. Instead of opening the door immediately to ask what was going on, he complained first.

"Why is there so much trouble? We thought the main expeditionary force had already crossed the border and things could finally stop, but first that bastard Zhao Jinlong stirred up some underworld war, and now there's this enemy attack alarm. What is there to attack in our wretched Wanxiang Continent? Can't things just stay quiet for a while?"

bang.

The door opened.

"Chief! The entire state is under a state of emergency. The Prefectural Government has ordered everyone back to their posts and imposed martial law on the streets. Any suspicious individuals may be shot on sight."

The secretary only poked half his body in, intending to pass on the instructions immediately upon receiving them.

However, Chen Song did not issue the order directly, but instead asked, "What is the reason for the state of emergency?"

"Enemy attack, rebellion."

"Who rebelled?"

The secretary hesitated for a moment, "This... I'm not sure. It's an order from the Governor's Office, Director."

Chen Song snorted, stood up and walked towards the door: "Go, tell everyone to return to their posts and distribute all combat equipment."

Upon hearing this, the secretary's face immediately relaxed, and he was about to shout a spirited "Yes," but he failed.

Because Chen Song suddenly attacked, slamming him against the wall with a thud, quickly cocking his pistol, and then delivering a deep throat.

"It is indeed a rebellion; but isn't it Song Qingfeng who rebelled? If I show any sign of non-cooperation, will you join forces with the people in the department to control me?"

Ma Yuejian, that incompetent fool, is definitely out of options. The continental army is already under control; the next step is for suicide ships to launch and block the exit of the Void Sea.

Although I had considered this possibility, I thought it was just overthinking, perhaps with less than a one percent chance. Song Qingfeng is truly a master of deception.

Chen Song appeared to be speaking to his secretary, but he was actually talking to himself. "Sigh, at least a third of the people in the prefecture are his men, and another third have enough dirt on them to get them executed. They'll all follow suit."

But I can't go along with it. The little bit I embezzled would only get me a maximum of 32 years and 6 months in prison, maybe a few years less if I behave well. It's not worth it.

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Bang!

He fired the gun, and the secretary's blood splattered on the wall.

"What happened? I just wanted to make a quick buck and leave, but I'm so unlucky. I should have listened to Lao Zhou and gone to teach math in Guzhongzhou."

He walked into the corridor, and several of his secretaries' accomplices rushed up to him.

hum.

A heavy beam saber unfolds.

The head of the Vientiane County Police Department, who had been slacking off, was taken offline, and a former military officer who had changed his name and identity temporarily took over the account.

Suicide ships began to take off from the naval port.

The first step in a rebellion is to control the garrison, and the second step is to block the exit of the Void Sea. This is a textbook operation summarized by Liuyunzhou back then.

No matter how skilled a master is, they will be restricted once they are in the Void Sea. After all, masters of the Upper Three Realms will be swallowed by the Void Wind and will surely be reduced to ashes.

Whoosh whoosh.

One ship after another was launched.

Meanwhile, other important ground facilities, such as television and radio towers and energy and public facilities, were taken over by Song Qingfeng's cronies.

He had even calculated this timeline perfectly: there were only a very small number of transit soldiers in the naval port, while the other elite troops had either not yet arrived or had already left.

Higher up, at the exit of the hazy, undefined sea, a warship emerged. On the lower deck, the rapid-descent airdrop pod was ready, but the operation was yet to begin.

"Commander Li, the enemy has deployed a rift generator array, making it impossible to locate ground targets and preventing a rapid descent."

A staff officer stood behind Li Changying, repeatedly emphasizing the situation detected by the airdrop system.

The rift generation array doesn't actually generate any rifts. Instead, it uses specially deployed equipment to obscure positioning signals, making it impossible for aerial targets outside the virtual space to detect the ground conditions. On radar, it appears as if there is a spatial rift.

Based on the rich experience of suppressing rebellions throughout history, the emperor issued an edict two hundred years ago prohibiting the deployment of such equipment in local areas. It seems that Song Qingfeng has been secretly preparing for many years and has a deep understanding of the affairs within the continent, so that not a single word of it has leaked out.

Li Changying said coldly, "Commander Zhang, if we can't locate the location, we can't locate it. What do you mean we can't descend quickly? I don't understand what the causal relationship is between these two things."

The man referred to as Commander Zhang is Zhang Zhonghai, the deputy commander of the Linglong Guard. The two are theoretically of equal rank, but before the battle, Meng Qing gave Li Changying a temporary position as deputy commander, so he should be the one to make the decision.

Zhang Zhonghai glanced around out of the corner of his eye. His subordinates stood motionless next to the airdrop pod, clearly able to hear the conversation between the two men.

His already strong discontent intensified: "Commander Li, do you mean to surrender blindly? According to ground intelligence, the area below is already occupied by the enemy."

Despite his dissatisfaction, he wouldn't make an internal decision at this time, so he only stated the pros and cons.

Li Changying sneered: "Commander Meng's order was to quickly descend into the Wanxiangzhou army camp and behead the traitor Song Qingfeng. He did not say that if we could not locate him, we could change to another strategy."

"We need to analyze each situation specifically," Zhang Zhonghai said. "We can airdrop to the edge of the rift and then quickly infiltrate the continental army's camp. With the elite of the Linglong Guard and Qingming Guard, the continental army should have little chance of stopping us."

The two men's approaches represent two different styles of martial arts.

The main function of the Qingming Guard is to launch frontal attacks. They recruit people like Xin Li, who are reckless once they activate their golden body.

The Linglong Guards perform more complex missions, including infiltration, assassination, spies, searches, and reconnaissance. In short, they are not accustomed to mindless charges in combat.

But now Li Changying is in charge, and he doesn't care about this or that.

He stood in the middle of the airdrop deck and began to shout.

"Attention all, I am telling you, the situation below is a rebellion. Song Qingfeng, the governor of Wanxiang Prefecture, has colluded with the Shang rebels, amassing an army and becoming too powerful. His crimes are unforgivable. This wolf in sheep's clothing has been plotting a trap to lure us to the desert so we can wipe him out in one fell swoop."

Commander Meng Qing is wise and resourceful, with flawless strategies. He has seen through the rebels' scheme and now orders us to quickly surrender to the Zhou army camp and behead Song Qingfeng.

However, the enemy has set up fissure generators on the ground, and the situation is unclear, so we can only descend blindly. I think they're scared! They don't dare let us penetrate directly into their territory, so they're trying every possible way to stop us from going down. Hmph, utterly ridiculous.

At this point, he stepped into his airdrop pod.

"Battle formation, prepare for blind landing, everyone follow me and charge. Temporary command of the ship is handed over to Zhang Zhonghai, deputy commander of the Linglong Guard."

"Long live the Emperor!"

The hatch closed, several latches engaged, and with a thud, it was launched first.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of rapid-descent airdrop pods fell from the sky, like a group of meteors crashing into the vast desert of Vientiane.

Sporadic explosions occurred in the air, and some drop pods collided with the suicide ship that was taking off.

Boom boom boom!

Golden clouds appeared in the morning light.

Being struck by an explosion mid-air and then having to deal with a fall from a great height, even a martial artist at the fifth or sixth level might not survive. If they have a life-saving skill with extremely strong defense, they might be able to manage. But if they only have a skill like the Martial Art of Breaking and Chiseling Gold Finger, then they can only pray for good luck.

However, only a few of the airdrop capsules that happened to collide with the airships were actually launched; the majority of the others passed over the high-altitude ships and plummeted straight to the ground.

The rapid-descent airdrop capsule is not equipped with a parachute. Before landing, it is buffered by a reverse thrust device similar to that of the Void Sea ship, except that it is more expensive, but in return, it achieves an extremely fast descent speed.

Boom!

Xin Li kicked open the hatch, and before he could even see anything clearly, he immediately unleashed a three-zhang golden body.

This is the risk of a blind descent; he doesn't know what he'll face after he comes out, perhaps a few iron elephant cannons are pointed at him from the outside.

The good news is that things aren't that bad; at least there are no guns and cannons outside. The bad news is, they're pretty much the same.

"This place seems to be inside a military camp."

Xin Li glanced around at the engineers in work clothes who were staring at him with panicked expressions. Based on his experience, the maintenance area was usually located in a location slightly off-center from the main camp.

He had no choice but to turn on the radio and try to establish a short-range self-organizing communication network to see if there were any people he could join together.