Lieutenant Lula led the team to run towards the hangar but beca deflated halfway. In just that mont of delay, the third ’Warthog’ also successfully took off, fleeing in different directions.
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Zhou Qingfeng had already formulated a detailed plan for this enhancent experint a month ago.
He anticipated that he would fall into a coma for three to five days. To ensure smooth passage through this period, he ticulously prepared a series of contingency plans to deal with any possible ergencies.
Facts proved that his preparations were extrely thorough, almost watertight—evacuation routes, shelters, ergency equipnt, all were complete.
However, fate loves to play jokes. The worst-case low-probability event he had imagined actually occurred at the most inopportune ti.
Soone from the United States governnt had their eyes on him, and Dias from ’Tree of Justice’ deliberately did not provide a warning.
The joint operation by the Internal Revenue Service and the FBI ca at him like a giant net, with undisguised hostility, aiming to capture and control him, even going so far as to fabricate charges.
As for the reason? Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to guess and had no intention of surrendering obediently. He was no longer a small player at the rcy of others, and he would not complain about others coveting him.
Outside the test manor, a low engine roar was heard in the distance as a convoy of military police vehicles pierced the night with a nacing montum.
Armored vehicles of the FBI and the National Guard ford a line, headlights glaring, red and blue police lights flashing in the mist, like a pack of hounds slling the blood of their prey.
This formation directly triggered Zhou Qingfeng’s preset retreat program—the monitoring system issued a sharp alarm, and the drone footage showed that the enemy had entered the five-kiloter alert line.
Zhou Qingfeng had previously asked the "Gray Shark" team to prepare for the apocalypse, secretly setting up several shelters around Miami.
At this mont, if he could just activate one of them and hide for a few days, he could avoid this storm. Various follow-up asures were naturally available.
The escape tool was readily available—the "Holy Light" series of electric low-altitude aircraft developed by his own family, designed for free maneuverability in an apocalyptic environnt.
There was no better ti to use it than now.
In his coma, Zhou Qingfeng had no self-care ability and needed soone to take care of him.
Accompanying and overseeing the evacuation was the wife of the "Corpse Collector," Mary, a calm and capable middle-aged nurse, ensuring that Zhou Qingfeng’s vital signs were not affected during the transfer.
"Holy Light I" was Zhou Qingfeng’s exclusive ride and the most advanced low-altitude electric aircraft.
When the factory price of the basic ’Warthog’ model was trying to be pressed down to 500,000 RMB, its cost was five million US dollars.
It used an aluminum alloy fra and carbon fiber skin to replace the fiberglass shell, reducing the overall weight by twenty percent.
The power of its eight propulsion fans was increased by twenty percent, allowing for vertical take-offs and landings in tight spaces, a true engineering marvel.
Instead of a pure electric structure, it was equipped with a car’s ’hybrid power,’ generating electricity with high-caloric gasoline, doubling the range.
It was equipped with various sensors, including laser, milliter-wave, and visual, retaining manned mode and the ability to switch to unmanned mode automatically.
When the retreat plan was activated, Zhou Qingfeng was placed in the cabin of ’Holy Light I’ at the first mont.
Nurse Mary was originally supposed to accompany him, but she needed to bring so dical equipnt. The chaos of the retreat caused her to be a step slower.
When the rotor roar sounded in the sky, like an invisible blade cutting through the air, the "Osprey" appeared from the darkness.
Ti suddenly beca pressing.
Kelly made a decisive decision: "Holy Light I, take off imdiately! Mary, you take Holy Light II and follow up!"
The fan of "Holy Light I" roared to life, the body trembled slightly, and it was about to rise from the ground.
Suddenly, a helicopter painted with the "IRS" logo appeared in the sky, hovering above it, and the downwash from the rotors held down its ascent space tightly.
On the contrary, "Holy Light II" took advantage of the chaos and rushed out of the encirclent with Mary and the dical equipnt, skimming low into the dark night.
Kelly was anxious for a mont, "Holy Light I, land! No, wait—Holy Light III, prepare to take off!"
She wanted to let Zhou Qingfeng escape the danger first, but "Holy Light I" was suppressed and immobilized. Landing would be equivalent to surrendering to capture, leaving her at a loss.
At this critical mont, the onboard computer of "Holy Light I" automatically started the evasion program.
Laser radar detected the threat above, decisively abandoning the vertical ascent, adjusting its posture instead. The angle of the eight fans tilted, skimming close to the ground.
The aircraft moved like an agile hummingbird, seeking gaps to evade, escaping the helicopter’s suppression above, and sprinting dozens of ters at a height of about ten ters, soon disappearing into the night.
The IRS helicopter pilot was caught off guard, stunned for a second before reacting, but it was too late.
An hour later, however, "Gray Shark" sent a ssage to Kelly, "We have received Nurse Mary, but where is Victor?"
What?!
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The night was deep, "Holy Light I" started its laser radar in stealth mode, flying like a sleek black eagle at a speed of 300 kiloters per hour and less than a hundred ters off the ground.
In the cabin, Zhou Qingfeng’s consciousness slowly erged from a state of confusion. His eyelids twitched slightly, then he gradually opened his eyes, his throat feeling a bit dry.
Aside from this slight discomfort, he felt surprisingly good, as if everything was normal, without considering the persistent fog in his mind.
He propped himself up to sit, and a low "buzz" sound reached his ears, the vibration and wind noise brought by the eight fans and the speed of 300 kiloters per hour.
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