Chapter 84 Attack

Something happened.

But the aircraft key was overwritten too quickly and the people were unable to stop it.

Nan Zhiyan opened the terminal, only to find that the communication system had completely failed.

"What's going on?"

It was the first time that Galian encountered such a situation and was a little panicked, but Wei Shenglin and Nan Zhiyan were not unfamiliar with this situation.

They were caught in a surprise attack, but they didn't know whether it was by pirates or rebels.

So both of them calmed down quickly.

All the lights in the flight cabin have been turned off, and only the red alarm on the console continues.

"Gallian, shut up."

Wei Shenglin whispered a warning, and Galian gradually calmed down, but Nan Zhiyan could still hear his nervous breathing.

Nan Zhiyan silently raised the missile in his hand, and in the dim light of the terminal, he looked at Wei Shenglin.

The two of them understood each other's intentions in an instant. After making a probing gesture to Galian, Nan Zhiyan and Wei Shenglin walked towards the rest cabin at the rear.

The aircraft was not small, and since it would take three days to reach the destination, it had many cabins for them to rest and live.

Nan Zhiyan crouched down and walked very lightly, while lowering his breathing rate so that he could better capture the movements around him in the dark.

Suddenly, the light above his head came on. The moment he saw the masked man not far away, Nan Zhiyan put the guided missile against his shoulder and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

It hit the target right away, but the next moment, there were a few subtle footsteps behind him and an airflow caused by something cutting through the air.

Nan Zhiyan rolled to the side reflexively, but the bullet still grazed his shoulder. He didn't have time to check the wound. When Nan Zhiyan turned over and aimed at the person again, the person was already in front of him.

"Bang!"

Before he could react, the missile launcher in his hand was kicked away by the man.

But the man didn't seem to intend to kill Nan Zhiyan. He turned the plasma shotgun in his hand and raised the butt to hit Nan Zhiyan.

At the moment when the butt of the gun fell down, Nan Zhiyan did not panic. He rolled to the side, then suddenly stood up and did a back kick and jumped up.

With his legs clamped on the man's head, Nan Zhiyan used the force to spin around. The man was caught off guard and was brought to the ground by Nan Zhiyan, with the gun in his hand falling to the ground.

Nan Zhiyan didn't hesitate. He picked up the butt of the gun, pointed it at the head of the person under him, and pulled the trigger.

Only now did Nan Zhiyan have time to look at his wound. The wound on his arm was not deep. It was just hit by the plasma shotgun, leaving a few small holes that were bleeding.

Just as he was about to spray himself with hemostatic spray, another pair of hands reached out from behind him. The moment they approached, Nan Zhiyan smelled a odor.

After feeling dizzy for a moment, Nan Zhiyan quickly held his breath. The next second after being restrained, Nan Zhiyan and the people behind him smashed hard against the wall.

The person behind him instantly let go of his hand because of the pain, and when Nan Zhiyan turned around, he was about to raise his hand to knock Nan Zhiyan unconscious.

Strength is not Nan Zhiyan's strong point, so Nan Zhiyan followed the other person's hand and used the force to close the distance between himself and the man.

Looking at the man's terrified eyes, Nan Zhiyan pulled out the saber tied to his leg, and with a flip of his wrist, a line of blood appeared on the man's neck.

"Bang."

The man's strong body fell to the ground. The close combat just now had consumed a lot of Nan Zhiyan's physical strength.

Coupled with the trace amount of gas he had just inhaled, Nan Zhiyan was a little unsteady on his feet and slowly squatted down along the wall.

Sweat had soaked my back, and even my neatly tied hair was wet and stuck to my face in a messy manner.

Nan Zhiyan controlled her overly rapid breathing rate. At this moment, the lights in the corridor had returned to normal. She looked at the person on the ground.

It was obvious that this group of people were neither interstellar bandits nor rebels, and it seemed that they wanted to capture her alive.

Before he could think about it, there was another noise coming from the corridor beside him. Nan Zhiyan quickly picked up the gun on the ground and pointed it at the person coming.

And the other party also looked at Nan Zhiyan.

When he saw clearly that the person squatting on the ground was Nan Zhiyan, and realized that Nan Zhiyan seemed to be injured, Wei Shenglin's face changed slightly.

Without paying attention to the gun pointed at him by Nan Zhiyan, Wei Shenglin quickly walked towards the other party, ignoring the figure behind him.

So at the moment when Nan Zhiyan pulled the trigger at him, Wei Shenglin stopped where he was. Perhaps out of some kind of trust, Wei Shenglin did not dodge.

"call out"

The plasma shotgun slid past the side of his face, just a hair's breadth away from Wei Shenglin.

Wei Shenglin's pupils shrank slightly, and at the same time, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from behind him.

Wei Shenglin turned around subconsciously, and the man on the ground was shot through the head and killed instantly.

He was slightly shocked. Such an extremely accurate shooting skill, and the one he used was a plasma shotgun. Even the best shooter in the empire could not be sure of not hurting others at this distance.

But before he could marvel at Nan Zhiyan's shooting skills, Wei Shenglin saw a rocket launcher aimed at the two of them.

To be more precise, it was aimed at Nan Zhiyan who was behind him.

The moment the other party pressed the launch button, Wei Shenglin's expression changed instantly. Without even thinking, he turned around and pounced on Nan Zhiyan who was not far behind him.

Because his vision was blocked, by the time Nan Zhiyan reacted, he had already fallen into Wei Shenglin's arms.

It was through Wei Shenglin's shoulder that Nan Zhiyan saw the rocket launcher rushing towards them.

His head was pressed into Weisheng Lin's arms, and with a "boom" a strong impact airflow instantly broke open the cabin door.

The airbags behind Wei Shenglin and Nan Zhiyan deployed at the same time, wrapping the two of them tightly inside.

At the same time, they also withstood the instantaneous explosion of the rocket launcher, but the huge shock wave generated by the explosion was unavoidable, and in an instant, the two were knocked unconscious.

In the last moment of consciousness, Nan Zhiyan could only see Wei Shenglin’s frightened eyes, and then he lost consciousness and fell into complete darkness.

Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.

It was the sound of the alarm clock ringing. Nan Zhiyan raised his hand and turned off the alarm.

Nan Zhiyan got up from the bed. He was a little groggy after sleeping. He had read the novel recommended by his cousin last night and went to bed late.

This was not in line with Nan Zhiyan's daily routine, and Nan Zhiyan told himself that he couldn't go on like this.

Just after finishing washing up, WeChat on his mobile phone rang again. Nan Zhiyan took a look and saw that it was a message from his cousin.

They asked her to go to their house for dinner today. Nan Zhiyan was raised by her uncle and aunt and only moved out after she became an adult.

It’s not because Nan Zhiyan’s parents are no longer around, but because the two of them have no feelings for each other and are busy with work. Nan Zhiyan was born unexpectedly, so he was left to be taken care of by his uncle’s family.

Nan Zhiyan knew from a very young age that her parents had no feelings for her, only responsibilities, but she was no longer at the age where she longed for paternal and maternal love.

But Nan Zhiyan has always had a good relationship with his uncle's family.

After replying the message and agreeing, Nan Zhiyan put on his clothes and went to school for class.

She is a senior this year and is about to graduate, but her studies are far from over. Nan Zhiyan was successfully admitted to graduate school, but she gave up the qualification.

She applied to schools abroad instead as she wanted to travel more.