Zheng Qing led them to their seats.

Three minutes later, the ladder slowly closed, and the transport plane accelerated on the runway.

Before long, the aircraft ascended, quickly climbing to a certain altitude, where faint clouds could be seen from the window.

This was Li Changzhou and Li Qianxia's first time on an airplane. It was a pity that their destination was the battlefield, otherwise they could have enjoyed the scenery along the way.

On the way here, Zheng Qing briefly explained the operation.

The location is Yemen.

Before the value game began, separatism and terrorism were already rampant in the area. After the value game, the conflict intensified, and the president was even taken hostage by the rebels.

The first batch of troops responsible for evacuating the citizens went through many hardships and finally managed to gather workers, embassy staff, and a small number of tourists all in one factory.

Thanks to the players' resistance and the deterrent power of the Xia Kingdom, the situation is currently relatively safe.

However, to reach the airport for returning to Xia Kingdom, one must pass through the battle zone between government forces and rebels.

The rebels, led by the players, suddenly gained immense power and became lawless, completely disregarding the Xia Kingdom. Their slogan was to make Yemen one of the world's great powers.

Many hot-blooded young people, spurred on by this slogan, picked up guns and joined the rebels, vowing to sacrifice their lives for the great cause of Yemen and to plunder food and money from factories in various countries.

"What are they writing?" Li Qianxia suddenly asked Zheng Qing quietly.

Zheng Qing glanced at the scholar and replied, "A will. It's normal in the army. My first will was written during my first parachute jump. Besides the will, I also put my hair and fingernails inside."

"Is skydiving dangerous?" Li Qianxia asked again.

"Usually nothing happens, but that year I heard that someone's parachute didn't open, and the auxiliary parachute didn't open either, and they died directly. There was another person who had an accident, didn't die, but suffered a concussion."

Although Li Qianxia's expression after hearing these words could not be seen, it was clear that she was visibly shocked.

“Every industry has its dangers,” Zheng Qing said casually. “When there’s no war, more taxi drivers might die than we do. It’s nothing.”

"This is different!" Li Qianxia strongly disagreed. "You're doing this to protect us."

“We get paid too.” Zheng Qing smiled, her goodwill towards Li Qianxia instantly increasing because of Li Qianxia’s tone and posture, which made her seem belittled and insulted.

Zheng Qing didn't think she was anything special. She didn't actively want to protect the people; it was just that after joining the army, protecting the people became her responsibility and job.

She can say these things to herself and think them to herself without any problem, but if others think the same way, she will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.

She liked Li Qianxia's attitude very much.

"Do you want to write it?" Zheng Qing asked her.

"Uh, no, thank you, I don't have anything to write," Li Qianxia replied.

"Give me one," Yang Qinglan suddenly said.

Zheng Qing asked Yang Liu for a pen and paper and handed them to her.

Under Li Qianxia's astonished gaze, Yang Qinglan wrote down very seriously—if she died, the courtyard along the river road, as well as everything in Qinglan's shop, would belong to the Li siblings.

“Qinglan,” Li Qianxia put her hand on her shoulder, “Don’t worry… never mind, ptooey, we can’t joke like that now.”

"Hey, beautiful!" Poison, one of the five soldiers, suddenly spoke up.

Li Qianxia looked over, and she felt a strong connection to the word "beauty".

"If you had to choose one of us, who would you pick?" Poison pointed to himself, Scholar, Thigh, and Tank.

Li Qianxia glanced at them and pointed to her brother's head.

Yang Liu whistled and laughed, "Looks like a handsome guy has arrived!"

"Don't you dislike handsome men?!" The scholar was utterly puzzled.

"There's nothing I can do about it. None of you five are handsome, so I can only say other things. What woman doesn't like handsome men? Don't you men all like beautiful women too, right, Captain Zheng?"

Before the mission began, the atmosphere in the team was very relaxed.

Experience has shown that air force teams that sit upright and formally upon boarding a transport plane have a higher probability of accidents than teams that only begin preparing five minutes before jumping.

"Captain Zheng likes handsome guys too?" Li Qianxia looked at Zheng Qing curiously through her mask.

"I only like people who can complete tasks perfectly." That's all Zheng Qing could say.

Otherwise, in situations where Li Changzhou is present, what's the difference between saying you like handsome guys and saying you like him?

At twenty-two, when not in military uniform, she still considered herself a young girl. She stole a glance at Li Changzhou, whose eyes were closed, and it was unclear whether he had heard the conversation.

Li Changzhou is composing the picture.

Everything about the honey pot world was already in his mind, and on that basis, he built houses, pavilions, studies, training grounds, restaurants, kitchens, and warehouses.

Here, I'll make a swing with rattan; there, I'll build a bridge with rattan, and so on—I'll plan out the blueprints in my mind.

After the transport plane had been flying for an unknown period of time, a soldier announced that the plane was about to arrive at the parachute area and that everyone should prepare to jump.

"Skydiving? We're going to skydive?" Li Qianxia asked in surprise.

“Okay.” Zheng Qing said as she put the parachute on her back. “This is a military transport plane and cannot land in other countries.”

"Why worry about these things at a time like this?"

"We should at least take control before other people's transport planes land on our territory."

"Won't I fall and die?"

"Won't."

"Then a concussion?"

Zheng Qing glanced at her, her tone meaningful: "According to the Special Operations Bureau's intelligence, you seem to be able to transform into an owl, right?"

Li Qianxia was stunned for a moment, then patted her chest lightly, feeling a wave of fear: "I was so scared, I had forgotten all about it."

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