Fighter jets roared, circling over Cyan Creek Valley. After a few maneuvers to slow down, Jiao Yu and his men leaped from the cabin, clad in wingsuits. They descended at extreme speed. Though they couldn't truly fly, the physical prowess of Martial Artists at the Inner Qi level and above was enhanced to the point of rivaling exotic beasts.
Jiao Yu was the first to land. The others, along with the supplies, were still in mid-air.
He was quite pleased with himself. 'We covered over three hundred kilometers in less than ten minutes. Once we set up our sniper positions, the prodigies on Guye Ridge will be picked off one by one.'
"Slow down. The target is in the Gang Qi Realm. Wait for my command, then we focus fire and take him out instantly!"
Luo Mengfei's voice rang out in the mental network.
"Roger!"
"No problem."
…
The team members replied one after another.
