Chapter Seventy-Five: Huaxia Support
The fighter group soon came to the sky above everyone, circling around the warship of the Japanese Kingdom, and the violent roar filled everyone's ears.
Such a large number of fighters is no less than a small military exercise, which has opened the eyes of all the warriors in China, and those who were still complaining about not being able to wait for Huaxia's rescue just now have also forgotten what they said a moment ago.
The fighters circled over the warship for a long time, some of them reaching in the direction of the northern cruise ship, and the rest returning the same way.
After a while, not long after it had just cleared, two gunships flew in the sky again.
Two helicopters flew at a low altitude, raising waves on the sea, one of them flew over the cruise ship, and the other stopped over the warship, apparently receiving some news, and then a rope was dropped, and a heavily armed Chinese soldier descended from the sky.
That picture gave everyone enough confidence.
"Wow" "Wow"
"Wow"
All the soldiers were quickly deployed on board the ship and placed in the most advantageous combat positions, which was by no means comparable to the level of training of ordinary troops.
"Zhou Yang, come out for me!" a middle-aged man who looked like an officer had just dropped from the rope onto the deck of the cruise ship, completely ignoring everything else, and roared rapidly.
From his skills, it can be seen that this person's strength is by no means inferior to the late stage of transformation, but the expression is so angry that others can't understand it.
The Chinese warriors looked at each other and didn't dare to respond, on the one hand, they represented the national military, and on the other hand, they were the Divine Realm masters in the martial arts, and they might not offend anyone if they spoke rashly.
"Squeak. After a short while, the slightly heavy metal door of the cabin was pushed open, and Zhou Yang was seen walking out of the cabin.
"Instructor. Zhou Yang's expression was rare and unnatural, and he said in a low voice.
However, he was greeted by a huge fist, "poof", "poof", "poof", "poof", a series of dizzying combination punches towards him.
Looking at the attacking fist, Zhou Yang didn't retreat half a step, nor did he block, "Bang bang." Let Zhong Zhenxing's fist hit his body.
Although with his current strength, the opponent's speed has slowed down to the extreme, and it is easy to dodge.
The surrounding warriors watched this scene in amazement.
What is the origin of this officer, doesn't he know that Zhou Yang is a Divine Realm Grandmaster?
Whether you stand at the height of the country or your personal feelings, you can't ruin the face of a grandmaster on such an occasion.
Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and endured Zhong Zhenxing's beating, even if he broke through the third layer of Ning Dan and reached the standard of the divine realm in terms of physical strength, he couldn't withstand Zhong Zhenxing's continuous hammer blasting in the later stage of his strength.
Xu is finished venting, looking at the bloodshot hanging from the corner of Zhou Yang's mouth, Zhong Zhenxing stopped at this time, grabbed Zhou Yang's collar, his eyes were red, "What about Xiaorou?"
Since receiving the news from the six ministries in the capital the day before, Shen Yushan was grief-stricken and immediately called on the aviation forces of the Southern Theater, and at the same time ordered Zhong Zhenxing to come non-stop, and he himself came to the Southern Military Region in person to wait for the cruise ship to dock.
Fortunately, the members of the six departments continued to provide positioning, and without knowing how much manpower and material resources were spent, the Huaxia military finally arrived at the cruise ship location.
With the intervention of the military, it was only a matter of time before the ship's Huaxia warriors arrived safely in Nanhai Province.
In the rest cabin, Zhong Zhenxing looked at Bai Xiaorou, who was lying on the bed silently, and there were still a lot of blood stains on his collar, and he couldn't help crying.
"Xiaorou, silly child, why are you so stupid......"
"What are you going to do with the chief......
"You said you, for this stinky boy, hey......"
Zhong Zhenxing threw away his arrogant appearance and couldn't cry.
Bai Xiaorou is what he has watched grow up since he was a child, and he can be regarded as half a daughter, although he has been mentally prepared, he still can't suppress the sadness in his heart when he really faces it.
"Instructor, she, she's not really dead yet...... Zhou Yang looked at the other party in pain, and wanted to remind him out loud.
Unexpectedly, the other party turned around suddenly, and pressed him to the metal wall panel with a "clang", "The fuck is all because of you, if it weren't for you, how could Xiaorou venture to the Wa Kingdom alone!"
"If it weren't for you, how could Xiao Rou hide it from the organization!"
"If it weren't for you, how could Xiao Rou die!"
"If it's not you...... At this time, Lao Tzu doesn't need your fucking comfort!" Zhong Zhenxing's eyes were red, and he sprayed Zhou Yang with spittle, thinking about it, he still didn't continue to scold.
In the final analysis, how can Zhou Yang be blamed for this matter, he doesn't know that he was kidnapped by Yongshan Sage, and he is also a victim.
He thought that Zhou Yang said this to comfort himself, and even if he vented all his grief on Zhou Yang, it would be useless.
"Seriously, I hope to bring her back to life. Without wiping the saliva on his face, Zhou Yang looked at Zhong Zhenxing's eyes seriously and said again.
After hearing Zhou Yang's retelling, Zhong Zhenxing gradually calmed down, stared at the other party as well, looked at the other party's non-joking expression, and suddenly realized that maybe the other party was not lying.
"What are you going to do?" Zhong Zhenxing asked in a deep voice, the other party's statement was too whimsical for him to fully believe.
"There are some things that I don't want to talk about, instructor, don't forget, I'm from the Xuanmen. Zhou Yang's words are a little mysterious, but in fact, he is also apprehensive in his heart.
The premise of resurrecting Bai Xiaorou is that he must break through to the Law Phase Realm within eight years, he doesn't know if he can do it, but he is ready, no matter what, even if he tries everything he has, he will cultivate to the Law Phase Realm within eight years for Bai Xiaorou!
Zhong Zhenxing looked at the other party carefully for a long time, did not let go of any of Zhou Yang's expressions, and finally spit out a sentence, "I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise it will ......" He didn't say the latter words, even if he said it, it didn't make sense.
Zhong Zhenxing didn't naively think that Zhou Yang could easily do this and bring the dead back to life, that only exists in mythology, but even if it costs a lot, it should be, after all, Bai Xiaorou is like this for Zhou Yang.
Moreover, judging from all kinds of deeds, Zhou Yang is already a Divine Realm Grandmaster, and a martial artist of this level is tantamount to a walking national treasure, even if he is no longer qualified to decide the life and death of the other party.
The cruise ship still sailed on the high seas according to the original planned route, and with this group of Chinese special teams on board, the warriors no longer quarreled and shouted, and rested in peace, or compared on the deck.
During this period, Zhong Zhenxing was also sent out of the rest warehouse by Zhou Yang pretendedly, after all, he still had to instill aura for Bai Xiaorou at all times to prevent the other party's vitality from leaking.
Finally, on the third day of drifting on the sea, when the morning sun was rising, the warriors could not help but cheer when they saw the bustling port of Nanhai Province in China from afar.