Ling Feng hung up the phone and grabbed Long Xiaoyu's hand: "Let's go, whatever it is, we'll deal with it first!"
The two then continued on their way, heading toward the Shan Feng.
With only two to three kilometers left, the roar of helicopters reached their ears.
They turned to look, and saw a black helicopter hovering about ten kilometers away on the mountainside.
"The Americans have indeed started."
Ling Feng glanced at it twice, unsure if they had discovered anything, but he had a plan. If they dared to stop him, then sorry, he'd have to shoot them down!
As soon as he thought this, a burst of fire shot out from the mountainside, hitting the helicopter directly!
The body of the aircraft tilted and crashed swiftly!
"What the hell is that?"
Ling Feng was stunned, wondering if someone in the mountains was carrying modern weapons.
After a brief moment of daze, he turned to look at Long Xiaoyu: "Let's go check it out!"
"Alright!"
