Chapter 273 Bird Strike, Bird Strike!
"Who is Qin Jinshen impersonating now? Do we know him?"
Political Commissar Hao's eyes lit up, and he quickly inquired.
"Of course you know her, it's Song Panmei!"
Ling Huanwu was very certain.
She had previously told Song Panmei about the storm surge, and only Qin Jinshen was convinced that what she said was not unfounded.
He didn't expose himself by the drying ground, but immediately ordered his men to move his beloved sister away, fearing that Qin Zhizhi might meet with misfortune in the storm surge.
When she learned that Qin Zhizhi had first appeared at the high-altitude camp, she had already guessed that Song Panmei was Qin Jinshen!
Upon hearing this, Political Commissar Hao immediately jumped up from his chair. "What should we do then? If Jiu Zhen arrives at the dock and is picked up by Song Panmei, wouldn't that be very dangerous? He'll also be accompanied by two defenseless individuals..."
Commissar Hao's words also made Ling Huanwu feel upset.
"Political Commissar, could you help me find a plane? I need to go back. I won't feel at ease until I find Jiuzhen!"
Ling Huanwu thought for a while and then made a decision.
Political Commissar Hao hesitated for a moment, "But you're pregnant right now, is that alright?"
Ling Huanwu stood up, thinking that if Zhou Jiuzhen were gone, neither she nor the baby in her belly would want to live.
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back, forcing a smile. "I'm fine. I have to find him. If Jiuzhen really falls into Qin Jinshen's hands, only I can save him!"
Political Commissar Hao nodded; there was no other way.
He found a trustworthy pilot and sent several soldiers to accompany her.
Before boarding the helicopter, Ling Huanwu looked at the torrential rain outside and then at the soldiers setting up tents outside the camp. She couldn't leave with peace of mind at all.
She was afraid that her fellow villagers would not be able to wait for the storm surge and would come down the mountain early, and she was even more afraid that something unexpected might happen.
Suddenly, Ling Huanwu saw Su Haiting and her followers standing not far away, watching her board the helicopter with wary expressions.
Ling Huanwu was afraid that Su Haiting would cause trouble again, so she pulled Political Commissar Hao aside and told him everything about Su Haiting's attempt to break into her office with people and their bombing of the cemetery.
Political Commissar Hao's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said indignantly, "How could Comrade Su do such a thing? Comrade Ling, I will definitely seek justice for you!"
Ling Huanwu never intended to let them go.
But now, at this critical juncture of the storm surge, she didn't want to trouble Commissar Hao and the others any further.
"Political Commissar, we can deal with these things after the storm surge. I'm just worried that Su Haiting might cause trouble again. Political Commissar, trust me, no matter what happens, we'll stay in the camp for the full two months before going down the mountain..."
Ling Huanwu was very worried and gave a lot of instructions.
The weather is bad today, but it doesn't look like a storm surge.
Although she couldn't confirm when the storm surge would arrive, since she had come this far, staying until the storm surge ended at the same time as in her previous life and then descending the mountain would definitely allow her to avoid it.
Sure enough, she saw Political Commissar Hao's eyes widen and his lips tremble. "Two months? What are you going to feed and drink for the villagers?"
Ling Huanwu had no way to explain to him that she had a way to supply food and other supplies. She could only say that she would explain to him slowly when she returned, and asked him to keep a close eye on Su Haiting in the meantime.
Commissar Hao was overwhelmed with a bunch of things and his head was a mess. He nodded in agreement and then worriedly saw her off onto the plane.
As the helicopter slowly ascended, Ling Huanwu looked at the dark mass of military green figures standing firm at their posts under the stormy sky, and tears welled up in her eyes.
The huge training ground was filled with villagers, but none of them went inside to take shelter from the wind and rain. Instead, they stood outside in the wind and rain, trying to set up more tents for the villagers so that they would have enough space to take refuge.
The helicopter flew away from the camp until it was out of sight, at which point Ling Huanwu looked ahead.
The pilot turned to her and asked, "Comrade Ling, where should we go to find Battalion Commander Zhou first?"
Ling Huanwu recalled that Zhou Jiuzhen had mentioned that every time he entered or left the dock, he would carve his travel time and purpose under a stone. She planned to go to the dock to look for clues first.
She pointed the way to the pilot, "Let's go to the dock first!"
The helicopter suddenly rose into the air and headed towards the Stone Village Wharf.
Upon arriving at the dock, she found the large rock nearby, and sure enough, there was the arrival time and event that Zhou Jiuzhen had written down that afternoon.
"Bring your younger brother back to see Mom at three o'clock this afternoon!"
Ling Huanwu touched the words carved on it, her heart aching as if it were being torn apart.
She couldn't imagine how heartbroken her mother-in-law would be if she saw her only son come looking for her not long afterward.
Not feeling too sad, Ling Huanwu turned back to the family compound and went straight to Zhou Shuyao's room.
She was startled by the scene inside the house as soon as she reached the door.
The door was wide open, and pots and pans were broken all over the floor, indicating that a fierce fight had taken place there.
As Ling Huanwu stepped out, she almost stumbled and fell to the ground. A soldier beside her caught her quickly and asked naturally, "Comrade Ling, where should we go next?"
"go……"
She was in a state of confusion and couldn't answer for the time being.
The thought of Zhou Jiuzhen carrying Zhou Shuyao and possibly encountering some misfortune made her unable to think straight.
Ling Huanwu leaned against the door frame, pondering for a long time, trying her best to put herself in Qin Jinshen's shoes and figure out what he wanted to do next.
If Qin Jinshen wanted to take action against Zhou Jiuzhen, he would have done so long ago, not now.
There's only one possibility...
If he were to do this, he would need to find a familiar place to stay.
Ling Huanwu recalled that Qin Jinshen had previously built a small villa on an unnamed island north of Wantan Island. That island had not been affected by storm surges in the previous life, so it was very likely that Qin Jinshen had taken Zhou Jiuzhen there!
Without thinking twice, she quickly boarded the plane and gave directions to the pilot.
As the helicopter regained altitude and was about to change direction, a flock of birds suddenly crashed into it as if it had lost its bearings. With its visibility obstructed, the helicopter spun around in place and began to bounce violently in the strong airflow.
This was the first time Ling Huanwu had encountered such a situation, and she watched helplessly as the world spun around her.
Her body slammed uncontrollably against the bulkhead, her head hitting the metal frame hard, and a sharp pain shot through her.
Before she could react, she heard the pilot's terrified shouts from the cockpit, "Bird strike! Bird strike!"
Immediately afterwards, the alarm blared, plunging the entire helicopter into chaos.
Outside the window, feathers were scattered as a bird struck by a propeller, and blood splattered on the transparent bulkhead.
The plane was shaking violently, as if it would lose control and crash at any moment.
Ling Huanwu gripped the armrests of the seat tightly, her nails digging deep into the leather. Her heart pounded, and fear overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
In a dizzying moment, everything went black before her eyes, and she lost consciousness.
While unconscious, Ling Huanwu felt as if she were in a misty forest.
In the mist, a familiar figure slowly walked towards them.
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