1557: She's Here, Excited

She's Here, Excited

There was a man on the shore. He had the aura of a mountain. He stood in the dark like a waiting reef. No matter how high the waves were, he didn't move at all.0

He turned on the waterproof watch and pressed the dial lightly with his slender fingers. A faint green light illuminated a few sets of numbers. One of the numbers was 21:18:47.

It would take two and a half hours from the military airport to the Twin Moons Reef Island. It should be about time.

As more and more people went ashore, the man turned off the night light on his watch and stood upright in front of everyone. His gaze slowly swept across everyone.

It was dark, but his glowing eyes were like those of a beast. An extremely sharp light flashed past his eyes.

A sense of oppression followed. Everyone, who was exhausted, stood up straight and met his gaze.

He didn't say anything. Everyone just stood there, motionless, as if they would stand together until dawn.

The moon was clear and bright in the sky, dotted with stars.

On the surface of the sea, waves rose and fell endlessly. The monotonous sound of the rising and falling waves was like the applause of thousands of people, clapping for the soldiers who guarded the borders of their country.

About twenty minutes later, the ink-like seawater splashed higher. When the waves were louder, the sound of propellers mixed with the monotonous sound of seawater came from the horizon. The man standing in front said, "Turn back!"

His voice was like the first snowflakes blooming. It was so cold that it seemed to rub the snow into their hearts. Every word he said was extremely cold.

Everyone turned around and faced the sea. They looked at the sky in unison.

The man standing beside them pressed a button on the side of the dial. A light source shone out from the twelve, four, and eight points of the dial. This was to send a signal to the aircraft flying over, letting the helicopter pilot know their exact location.

"Identify the location and prepare to launch." The helicopter pilot with the ear mask received the ground signal and reported the distance between the ground and the sea and the plane.

"Six hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters…"

As the helicopter pilot accurately reported the distance, everyone standing on the shore saw a military helicopter gradually getting bigger and bigger until it stopped above them.

The strong wind from the propellers blew the seawater and sand into the faces facing the sea.

In less than a minute, their wet combat uniforms were covered with fine sea sand. Their faces, eyebrows, and eyelashes seemed to be wearing a sea sand mask. It was impossible to tell who was who.

Sand entered their eyes, making them sore and painful. The sea breeze blew past their eyes and face, bringing with it a strange itch that felt like thousands of ants crawling through their clothes. Still, no one moved. They maintained their upright posture and used their torch-like gaze to look in front, protecting every inch of land behind them.

"Open the hatch and launch." On the plane, the helicopter pilot skillfully operated the helicopter, causing the entire body of the plane to remain stationary in the air. After confirming the height of the launch, he started to launch the item.

The cold man walked in front of them and looked at the supplies on the helicopter with his comrades. It seemed that thanks to Ye Jian, the supplies were sent three days earlier.

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