Ye Jian, who took off with the airborne military unit, didn't know that Xia Jinyuan almost married into the Fu family. She sat on the military helicopter and held the sniper rifle she practiced with last night. She looked down at the desert with the airborne soldiers.
The weather today was quite good. The sun had yet to show its rays, and the sky was as clear as a mirror. The cold wind that blew over was still dry and cold. In the distance, there were snow mountains that towered into the clouds. It was the mountain on the other side of the desert. It was vast, spectacular, and majestic.
The landscape was like a painting. Even after looking at it for a long time, one would not feel tired.
Occasionally, the pilot's notification came from the earpieces, telling the comrades how high they were, how strong the wind was, and the latitude.
