Chapter 94 Mr. Marshal
After dealing with the kidnappers, the next step is to drive the aircraft back to the ground and find a way to contact Mr. Elvis, Lily, Davina and the others.
Glancing at the kidnapper who had fainted on the ground, Tong Wanwan squatted down, pulled off the hat and mask he was using to cover his face, and searched out all the anesthetics and impact guns hidden on him.
"Yiyi, I want to exchange for the little bee and storage space." Just in case, I should use a small camera to record his true face. The weapons on the kidnapper should also be collected; they cannot be left on him.
【good!】
After filming, the Little Bee camera flew around with its mechanical wings swinging, recording the images inside the aircraft as well.
Tong Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.
So, the next step... is to land the aircraft.
Looking at the host's serious expression but eagerness to sit in the driver's seat, the 1551 system suddenly thought of a question.
Wanwan, it asked cautiously, Have you taken your driver's license test?
Tong Wanwan: “…”
[Without an aircraft pilot's license... you're driving without a license.] Although this is a different place from Earth, but...
Driving without a license is also a violation of federal law.
One person unified, and both fell into silence.
Is it just going to hover in the air and do nothing?
[Wanwan! Look behind you!] System 1551 suddenly exclaimed.
Behind? Her attention was drawn to it. Turning her head, through the black half-lens, she saw a silver aircraft, accompanied by several others, approaching this direction.
"!" Tong Wanwan held the stun gun in her hand again, and feelings of doubt, tension, and uneasiness involuntarily surged into her heart.
Their flight direction was very clear, it was impossible for them to just be passing by.
Are these aircraft coming to rescue, or are they... accomplices of the kidnappers?
Tong Wanwan took a deep breath and stood close to the closed door of the aircraft, gun in hand. Subconsciously, she mobilized her mental power and enveloped it around her. She felt... that in a critical moment, her mental power would protect her.
Sure enough, the silver aircraft stopped nearby.
The target... is she?
Several black aircraft following behind it also quickly hovered in the air, blocking all possible escape routes.
The next second, she saw that the kidnapper's aircraft console suddenly flashed. Except for the hover button and the projection interactive area which were still lit, all other function buttons went dark and were forcibly closed.
Tong Wanwan: “!” What kind of black technology is this?
At this moment, the projection screen on the driver's seat lit up, and an extremely familiar handsome face appeared.
The other man's uniform was impeccable, and his golden eyes, filled with suppressed rage, were incredibly piercing. He spoke word by word, "You are surrounded. Do not harm the hostages, and do not struggle in vain."
It's Elvis! Tong Wanwan's pupils shrank, and the tension in her heart was like ice cream melting in the hot summer, suddenly changing its taste.
She rushed to the front of the control panel, her voice trembling slightly.
"Mr. Marshal! I'm fine! I knocked him out."
Meeting the black eyes on the screen, Elvis was startled. The next second, his figure disappeared from the interactive screen. Before Tong Wanwan could recover, the door of her aircraft was suddenly kicked open, and a sharp wind rushed in.
Tong Wanwan turned around suddenly and gasped.
This is in mid-air!
But obviously, the act of jumping from one aircraft to another in the air is nothing compared to the skills of the First Marshal of the Federation.
Elvis could contain his anger and, without knowing whether Tong Wanwan was safe or not, ordered his subordinates to hack into the aircraft's control area and deal with the kidnappers. But... the moment he actually saw Tong Wanwan, he couldn't bear it for a moment.
And I don't want to wait a moment.
He could have stayed for another ten seconds to allow his subordinates to re-enable the console access, but he didn't.
Instead, he used brute force to kick the door open and jumped in.
When their eyes met, Ivis pursed his lips, rushed over, and embraced her in his arms.
She was held so tightly that even when she managed to lift her head, she could only see the silver-haired man's tense jawline, and... his golden eyes, which were almost half covered by his sweaty hair and made it difficult to see his emotions.
The man rolled his Adam's apple and saw the self-defense weapon she was holding tightly in her hand.
"...his stun gun?" Elvis' voice was deeper and hoarser than she had ever heard before.
"No..." Actually, the gun wasn't the kidnapper's, it was hers. Tong Wanwan was about to explain, but then she thought: a stun gun...it didn't seem like something an ordinary person could hold.
This gun was exchanged by her in the system mall, and the 1551 system was a secret that she could not reveal.
Tong Wanwan hesitated for a moment, but finally lowered her eyelids and remained silent.
"..." Elvis took the stun gun from her hand, looked at the kidnapper who fell to the ground, found the scars on his body, frowned, "Only one shot?"
"Huh?" Tong Wanwan looked up in surprise when she heard these words, thinking that Mr. Marshal was going to ask further questions.
The next second, the silver-haired man's hand came over and covered her eyes without giving her any room to refuse.
"Bang--"
He fired another shot without hesitation.
"The stun gun is very weak," Ives explained in a deep voice, "We need to reload it."
After saying that, he glanced at the terrifying electric current splashing from the kidnapper's body and paused imperceptibly.
He had misjudged it. Even without the second shot, this level of strong current was enough.
This stun gun...is not ordinary.
Who does this man want to use it against? Wanwan?
Elvis's heart tightened as he thought about it, and he turned his gaze back to Tong Wanwan. Fortunately, the girl had no signs of being hit by the stun gun, except for a few glaring, purple-red bandage marks on her slender white wrists.
Lowering his eyes, he found the same red mark on her ankle.
"..." Elvis's fingertips trembled slightly. He removed his palm from covering the girl's face and looked into her eyes again.
In that pure blackness, there was no fear, no terror, only the joy of seeing him. Other than that, not a single negative emotion could be found.
The silence made his heart ache.
"I'm sorry." I didn't rush to your side immediately.
After apologizing, Elvis lowered his hands and picked her up by the waist.
"Your foot is injured. I'll carry you back."
Is this considered an injury? Tong Wanwan hesitantly put her arms around his neck.
It was the first time for Elvis to carry her as a princess, but he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping. He just carried her and jumped back into the silver aircraft parked nearby.
"Seize the kidnapper's aircraft and bring him back to the interrogation room at the base." Elvis ordered into the miniature pager next to his ear.
I didn't want her to stay there, not even for a moment.
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