Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 399, Section 091: Aerial Rescue (Part 1)

Jin Ziyue knew very well that Fu Xun's [Iron Horse and Ice River] had already been used beyond its limits this time.

Because he couldn't even control the range, the indiscriminate freezing even covered Jin Ziyue, whose body was still half-submerged in seawater, with white frost.

If it weren't for his timely use of the [Carbon Gas] to create a shield, Qi Tongshan would probably be like Chen Ruolan, with his lower body frozen in ice and his upper body frozen into an icicle.

"It's so cold..." Qi Tongshan said weakly in his arms.

Jin Ziyue ignored him, deactivated the shield, and said to Fu Xun, "You don't need to go to all that trouble with this move."

He also knew very well that if it were just him and his few companions, Fu Xun wouldn't have needed to use such a conspicuous method.

However, if we consider the countless innocent people downstairs, then it's a different story.

Although the building, covered in a corner of white frost, looked menacing, it gave the people enough time to escape.

"Being handsome is a lifelong thing."

Fu Xun said.

Click, click.

The ice blocks on Chen Ruolan's body fell off in a rustling sound, a large amount of white steam rose from her skin, and her face quickly regained color. She looked miserable, and her jaw was chattering.

There was even time to shiver, shake his head, and shake the ice crystals off his hair.

Jin Ziyue was already used to her abnormalities. If this terrifying heat was due to her constitution, then her current physical activity was probably rare in the world.

As Jin Ziyue's protective shield was removed, a deep pit appeared beneath his feet. Unable to dry completely, his feet were inevitably covered in frost, but unlike Chen Ruolan, whose upper body was half-covered in ice, struggling to pull his feet out of the frozen seawater.

Fu Xun was also somewhat surprised by Chen Ruolan's otherworldly form, and winked at Jin Ziyue: "What's up with this guy?"

"You can think of her as Nezuko with zero intelligence," Jin Ziyue retorted coldly.

"understood."

As someone who loves anime and manga, Fu Xun understood perfectly, but he simply couldn't imagine Chen Ruolan munching on a bamboo tube.

“You don’t seem surprised at all.” He looked at Jin Ziyue, who had put Qi Tongshan down.

"I guessed a little bit." Jin Ziyue took a deep breath and said nothing more.

"Let's talk about it when we get back. If Wen Fengsheng and his group are reliable, the helicopter is already on its way."

……

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

The propellers in the distance dared not approach.

At this moment, a thick white mist rose from the top of the entire building, like a rising cloud, obscuring the interior from the White Walkers on guard below.

The frozen seawater is not static; rather, it slowly falls like coffins under the influence of gravity.

"That's fucking terrifying!" On the helicopter, the bearded pilot peered through his goggles, pulling the stick to maneuver the helicopter.

"I said, you guys came here to carry out demolitions, didn't you!" he roared into the walkie-talkie. "Now look what's happened, how am I supposed to pick them up?"

At this moment, the interior of Hanting Tianque was engulfed in flames, with explosions and thick smoke rising and falling. Water was leaking from three sides, and the ocean restaurant on the 29th floor could not possibly contain so many tons of seawater. One side was covered with frost from top to bottom, like stalactites. The white mist and dark brown smoke mixed together, creating a scene of hellish utopia.

This building can't withstand the strain for long.

This is the consensus of everyone.

A large number of evacuation guards had already appeared at the scene, and people were fleeing in panic, occasionally being shocked by the falling waterfalls or icicles that blocked out the light.

"Boom—" Half of the low houses around were smashed down, and the explosion and flames were also awakened, followed by the belated dust and thick smoke.

The White Walkers' primary task shifted from capturing the intruders to assisting the nobles present in their evacuation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in less than a few days, the tragedy of Ukyoto has been repeated in Sakyoto. The NA organization, carrying a large number of freeze bombs, is launching indiscriminate attacks on the buildings. Even from a kilometer or two away, we can see that the entire building is in imminent danger. Currently, our security personnel are fully engaged in the search and rescue operation..."

A television reporter is giving a somber account of the building's current condition, and the world's attention is once again focused on District 11.

The reporter has solid scriptwriting skills and strong improvisation ability; it's hard to imagine that this is a temporary on-site reporter.

Many viewers also noticed the conspicuous helicopter, a large black metal structure with its propellers whirring. The powerful wind field prevented the surrounding ice fog from sweeping towards them.

"Hey, Lao Jia, come closer, I can't take pictures! This is firsthand information from the scene!"

Beside him, a photographer wearing sunglasses and with a ponytail was carrying a camera, wishing he could pull the joystick and lean closer.

"Are you fucking crazy?! We're here to do odd jobs, not to die!"

The photographer laughed heartily and said, "High risk, high reward!"

"Bullshit!"

The helicopter pilot, nicknamed Lao Jia, roared, and the helicopter bravely plunged into the icy fog.

……

The White Walker troops on the ground stared at the helicopter on the roof, their rocket launchers already aimed at the swaying black metal vehicle.

"If they film something they shouldn't, I wouldn't mind letting them experience being kissed by a missile."

The White Walker, his eyes fixed on the crosshair, spoke in a deep, monotone voice. Around him stood numerous guards in black uniforms, fully armed and ready for action.

"No need yet. After the last lesson, the human television station didn't dare to approach any reporters to film. They hired private investigators at a high price."

The speaker was Yoshio Takahiko, Akira Akahoshi's most capable adjutant.

He knew very well that this was not the same as the last armed attack on Ukyoto. If the last attack was to quell internal strife and frame someone, this was a real confrontation.

The goal is to make it impossible for NA to survive on this planet.

Relying solely on the so-called news media is far from enough; a large amount of on-site evidence is also needed to prove the existence of the NA organization and the crimes it has committed.

Thus came these two guys who signed a life-or-death contract and obtained the right to fly over the skies.

Meanwhile, the White Walkers' armed helicopters were on standby at a greater distance.

This is being broadcast live to the entire world, not just the White Walkers, but also to the politicians in other districts who are eyeing the conflict. Ultimately, the White Walkers cannot afford to expose their armed forces too much.

The White Walker forces on site received prior approval and tacitly permitted the civilian helicopter in the air.

What they didn't know was that these two audacious individuals had not only taken orders from political figures in Area 11, but also from the "Mercenary Guild".

As the helicopter plunged into the ice fog, its massive propellers whirred and spun. Old Jia pressed the collective pitch lever and wobbled to the window where Jin Ziyue and the others were standing.

"From the big house to the tall building!" The helicopter hovered a few meters in front of them.

The photographer zoomed in on their features in front of the camera, but didn't press the shutter button.

Jin Ziyue and Fu Xun exchanged a glance.

"Sweep away the remaining ramparts of the Great Wall."

"OK, hurry up and get on, before the smoke clears!"

The photographer shouted and threw out the rope.