305. Chapter 305 Clenched in the palm of your hand
He quickly ran to her side, saw her appearance, and a surprised smile appeared on his handsome face. He immediately picked her up and left in the opposite direction of the zombie camp.
One by one one by one
When Dongfang Xing rushed to the airport, a zombie soldier in charge came forward cautiously.
Dongfang Xing Tie asked with a cold face: "Which direction is she flying to?"
The soldier reported in a trembling voice: "Wang, Miss Xiahou flew to the field training camp. The fighter jet she took away was on the way...?" He hesitated to speak.
Dongfang Xing's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the collar of his clothes, staring at him with terrifying eyes as if he wanted to eat people: "Say!"
"On the way to the field training ground, the fighter jet crashed. My subordinates have sent out search troops to find Miss Xiahou's escape route."
Crash?
Dongfang Xing's mind suddenly went blank, his heart trembled, and his face became even more sinister.
Seeing how ugly his face was, the soldier called out worriedly: "King~"
"Damn it." Dongfang Xing suddenly shook his head, cursed lowly, let go of his clothes, quickly jumped onto a helicopter, started it, took off, and flew towards the field training camp at full speed.
While controlling the helicopter, he turned on the tracker and quickly searched and located Xiahou Huan'er's location.
When that little red dot appears on the tracker, locate it quickly.
The helicopter gradually approached the target location.
His face was expressionless, but his palms were shaking violently.
He couldn't hear any sound on the wireless communication channel.
The micro communicator was embedded in the necklace he gave her.
As long as the communication channel is activated, even her breathing can be heard.
But at this moment~
There was total silence, nothing could be heard.
The helicopter landed in front of the target, and elite search troops from the zombie battalion were airborne in the area, conducting a blanket search for her whereabouts.
Dongfang Xing quickly jumped out of the helicopter and looked at the target position, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead and he was struggling to move.
The captain of the search force looked solemn.
He quickly came to him and reported: "Wang, the search team only found the wreckage of the fighter jet. Miss Xiahou is missing."
Dongfang Xing clenched his fists and stared directly at the grass in front of him.
Seeing that he had no reaction, the captain thought that he had struck too hard, and said after careful consideration: "Wang, there are signs of the fighter jet being destroyed. Miss Xiahou was shot down during the flight, and her body has not been found yet... The subordinates believe that Miss Xiahou may have been shot down."
Taken hostage by the enemy."
The deep and cold eyes immediately shot out with a frightening cold light, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, making people shudder.
"Expand search quickly."
After saying that, he immediately opened his long legs and walked quickly towards the grass.
He stretched out his hand to open the grass and saw a dazzling necklace lying there quietly in the sun.
He bent down, picked up the necklace, and held it tightly in his palm, her breath still lingering on it.
A subordinate ran over with a small notebook in his hand and handed it to him: "Wang, I found a small notebook."
Dongfang Xingchen took the small note with a cold and stern handsome face. When his eyes fell on the black cover with a strange aura, his expression suddenly changed, and his deep sharp eyes immediately showed a murderous ferocity.
Cold light.
The subordinate suddenly felt as if the air around him had condensed for an instant, and a strong chilling aura hit him. He was so frightened that he did not dare to say a word for a long time. He quickly ran to her side, and when he saw her appearance, his handsome face lit up.
He smiled in surprise, immediately picked her up and left in the opposite direction of the zombie camp.
One by one one by one
When Dongfang Xing rushed to the airport, a zombie soldier in charge came forward cautiously.
Dongfang Xing Tie asked with a cold face: "Which direction is she flying to?"
The soldier reported in a trembling voice: "Wang, Miss Xiahou flew to the field training camp. The fighter jet she took away was on the way...?" He hesitated to speak.
Dongfang Xing's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the collar of his clothes, staring at him with terrifying eyes as if he wanted to eat people: "Say!"
"On the way to the field training ground, the fighter jet crashed. My subordinates have sent out search troops to find Miss Xiahou's escape route."
Crash?
Dongfang Xing's mind suddenly went blank, his heart trembled, and his face became even more sinister.
Seeing how ugly his face was, the soldier called out worriedly: "King~"
"Damn it." Dongfang Xing suddenly shook his head, cursed lowly, let go of his clothes, quickly jumped onto a helicopter, started it, took off, and flew towards the field training camp at full speed.
While controlling the helicopter, he turned on the tracker and quickly searched and located Xiahou Huan'er's location.
When that little red dot appears on the tracker, locate it quickly.
The helicopter gradually approached the target location.
His face was expressionless, but his palms were shaking violently.
He couldn't hear any sound on the wireless communication channel.
The micro communicator was embedded in the necklace he gave her.
As long as the communication channel is activated, even her breathing can be heard.
But at this moment~
There was total silence, nothing could be heard.
The helicopter landed in front of the target, and elite search troops from the zombie battalion were airborne in the area, conducting a blanket search for her whereabouts.
Dongfang Xing quickly jumped out of the helicopter and looked at the target position, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead and he was struggling to move.
The captain of the search force looked solemn.
He quickly came to him and reported: "Wang, the search team only found the wreckage of the fighter jet. Miss Xiahou is missing."
Dongfang Xing clenched his fists and stared directly at the grass in front of him.
Seeing that he had no reaction, the captain thought that he had struck too hard, and said after careful consideration: "Wang, there are signs of the fighter jet being destroyed. Miss Xiahou was shot down during the flight, and her body has not been found yet... The subordinates believe that Miss Xiahou may have been shot down."
Taken hostage by the enemy."
The deep and cold eyes immediately shot out with a frightening cold light, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, making people shudder.
"Expand search quickly."
After saying that, he immediately opened his long legs and walked quickly towards the grass.
He stretched out his hand to open the grass and saw a dazzling necklace lying there quietly in the sun.
He bent down, picked up the necklace, and held it tightly in his palm, her breath still lingering on it.
A subordinate ran over with a small notebook in his hand and handed it to him: "Wang, I found a small notebook."
Dongfang Xingchen took the small note with a cold and stern handsome face. When his eyes fell on the black cover with a strange aura, his expression suddenly changed, and his deep sharp eyes immediately showed a murderous ferocity.
Cold light.
The subordinate suddenly felt as if the air around him had condensed instantly, and a strong chilling aura hit him, leaving him so horrified that he did not dare to say a word for a long time.
