Plante Airport.
Yang Fan descended swiftly, like a ghost.
Every time he came to Plante Airport, the place had a different appearance, and this time was no exception.
There were more defensive works in the base, and more tanks and other heavy equipment parked outdoors.
In the distance, dozens of residential buildings were under construction, along with scores of roads being hurriedly worked on.
A few seconds later.
Yang Fan's feet touched the ground.
"Greetings, Commander!"
A lieutenant raised his hand to salute.
This was Mr. Ghost's "exclusive landing" area, so there were soldiers on rotation guarding it.
Initially, this area was a lawn.
Now there was a small garden nearby, two stretches of greenery, several stone paths, and a gazebo.
This was evidently a special arrangement by the military.
Yang Fan asked straightly, "Is Commander Zhang of the Jiuzhou Legion still in the base?"
The lieutenant quickly replied, "Commander Zhang is still in the base."
