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In the sky, the roar of several planes circling high above, like rolling thunder, broke the tranquility of the mountains as they drew nearer. Suddenly, one of the planes switched on its ground searchlight, the light sweeping through the forest so bright it was blinding.

The men in black, already mentally controlled and unsettled, became even more tense under the blinding white light. They didn't know what orders the plane in the sky had received, but with a sharp whoosh, the men in black were thrown into complete panic.

Although their minds were controlled by drugs, their physical instincts remained. The sound of the missile launch seemed to be etched into their minds, something they would never forget. Instantly, like frightened birds, their eyes filled with terror, they began to flee in panic.

Tang Jianye, Han Dayong, and others tried their best to control the situation. Tang Jianye blew his whistle forcefully, but the sharp sound was so weak in the chaos that it could not drown out the roar of the planes and the noise of the men in black.

The men in black completely disobeyed orders; their instincts drove them to flee this unknown danger. At that moment, they were like a pack of out-of-control wild beasts.

Amid the chaotic crowd, a man in black frantically waved his arms, staggering as he fled, only to find himself without any weapon to resist.

In extreme fear, his eyes darted frantically around, and he spotted a stone on the ground. Almost without thinking—in fact, he had little capacity for thought—he quickly bent down, picked up the stone, and clutched it tightly in his hand, as if it were his only lifeline.

Tang Jianye was anxiously trying to control the men in black when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of their movements. His eyes widened in fury, and his mouth, beyond his control, blurted out a shout.

How could you move that stone?

But the man in black was oblivious to everything. All he knew was that he had a weapon in his hand, and if he encountered danger, he could use it to defend himself.

The stone he picked up was one of the key stones in Tang Yue's formation. The moment he grasped the stone, the formation that had been hidden all around emitted a strange light.

Threads of light spread outwards from the stone, but they seemed to disappear before reaching their end.

Although the situation remained chaotic, everyone felt they heard a soft "click." The controlled men in black didn't understand what was happening, but strangely, they stopped moving.

Those who understood what this meant were filled with helplessness. The instant the formation shattered, everyone who had been hidden within it was completely exposed to the aerial view of the planes.

The missiles launched simultaneously by several aircraft have now exploded in several distant mountains, the loud "booms" making the entire forest seem to shake.

Just then, a plane with searchlights flew directly overhead, its beams sweeping over the group. The pilot probably hadn't considered that there were actually people in the mountains; their purpose in bombing the mountain was simply to help the Emperor vent his anger.

However, unexpectedly, the pilot spotted the crowd that suddenly appeared on the ground by sheer chance. The plane immediately let out a sharp whistle, like a raptor spotting its prey, and drew an arc in the air, quickly turning back and circling towards the location of the crowd.

The plane flew lower and lower, the deafening roar making our ears ache. The powerful airflow generated by the spinning propellers blew the surrounding trees about, whipping leaves and dust into the air, creating a small "dust storm."

The crowd watched in horror as the plane circled overhead, as if they were witnessing the arrival of death. Some men in black huddled together, their eyes vacant, muttering to themselves, unsure how to resolve their predicament.

Some men in black began to flee frantically, their figures darting through the woods. Branches tore at their clothes and skin, drawing blood, but they were oblivious, preoccupied only with running for their lives, trying to escape the impending disaster.

Tang Yue sensed the formation had been broken on the way. She frowned, wondering why this had happened, but now was not the time to dwell on it. She quickened her pace, and when she reached the nearby skies, she saw everyone exposed, some fleeing in panic.

However, this was not the most troublesome part. The troublesome part was that the pilot on the plane had already adjusted the launch angle of the missile, and a missile had already left the muzzle, heading straight for their position.

"Get out of the way!"

Tang Yue was shocked. In her panic, she disregarded everything else and quickly threw an airplane out of her spatial storage. Then, she rapidly formed hand seals and pushed the airplane. The thrown airplane suddenly accelerated and headed towards the missile the pilot had just launched.

Tang Jianye's face turned completely pale when he saw the plane launch the missile. He didn't know if he could escape the missile's blast radius, but these were his comrades-in-arms behind him, and he couldn't abandon them.

Tang Jianye clenched his fists, forcing himself to calm down. Listening to the sound of the missile and the distant explosion, Tang Jianye judged that it should be the Type 64 Matt missile. The Type 64 Matt missile has an armor-piercing capability of 400mm, a speed of 85m/s, and a range of about 1600-1800 meters.

This type of missile is mainly used to attack armored targets such as tanks. If it hits the target and explodes normally, the fragments and shock waves generated by the explosion will have an effective kill radius of several meters to more than ten meters in the fan-shaped area in front of the target.

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