True Solution of the Sword Dao-Chapter 63 - 59 Process Three

Chapter 63: Chapter 59 Process Three

Chapter 63 -59 Process Three

“What did you just call me? Trash!” Lin Fei and the others hadn’t had a chance to respond when another icy female voice suddenly rang out.

“What’s that? Looking for a fight?” The burly man tugged at the buttons on his chest, exposing his thick chest hair. He stood up with a whoosh.

At the same time, a young woman sitting in front of Lin Fei and his group also stood up swiftly. She was dressed in a tight, army green T-shirt, with a white bandage wrapped around her right wrist.

“Fight? I only know how to kill,” the woman said with a scornful laugh.

“Kill? Who here hasn’t killed before? Alright, alright, let’s all say a little less, soon we will…” Xu Wei stood up, trying to play the peacemaker.

“Who do you think you are? Did I give you permission to speak?” The woman’s tone shifted, her icy gaze fixating on Xu Wei. Then it quickly swept over Xu Shiyuan standing next to him. “How can such a frail piece of trash even participate in a public mission. Tired of living, are you?”

“You!!” Xu Wei’s face also darkened.

“Take back what you said!” Ning Xiaoyuan, standing beside Lin Fei, suddenly stood up and spoke in a deep voice. “Xu Shiyuan is not trash!”

“Oh?” The woman sneered disdainfully. “Kid, are you looking to die?” She quickly pulled out a long dagger from behind her back.

“Brother Ning…” Xu Shiyuan gently tugged at the hem of Ning Xiaoyuan’s clothes. Her little face full of worry.

Lin Fei watched the scene unfold with a sense of curiosity.

“When did the relationship between these two get so good?” He noticed Ning Xiaoyuan occasionally glanced at Xu Shiyuan with a mix of evasion and shyness.

“Something must have happened when the two of them were left together,” he speculated.

Eventually, the quarrel among the several people subsided with the arrival of the person in charge.

The cold-faced person in charge stood in the aisle, surveying the entire scene.

“Everyone’s contact mobile phones contain the mission requirements assigned by group. Upon reaching the destination, act immediately. Don’t even think about running away. The enforcement team is not so easy to fool,” he said.

After finishing his speech, he turned and left.

“What kind of people make up the enforcement team, Uncle Xu? Do you know?” Lin Fei suddenly asked softly.

“I don’t know, but they are all very strong,” Xu Wei replied, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. Clearly, the enforcement team had left him with unpleasant memories.

“Very strong?” Lin Fei gently stroked the Longsword in his embrace, pensive.

Soon, after a violent shake, the plane taxied for a while and slowly came to a stop.

Everyone began to disembark the plane. As they walked down the ladder and out of the cabin door, Lin Fei’s mobile phone in his pocket emitted a message alert.

“Mission starts: Group 44 members are responsible for guarding the location indicated by the red dot on the mobile phones. Duration: two hours.” Lin Fei turned off the message, and immediately his phone automatically displayed a map with two flashing dots, one red and one blue.

“Is the red dot the location we need to head to?”

Ning Xiaoyuan asked softly from beside him.

“Yes, we have to reach there within two hours. Otherwise, we’ll be treated as escapees,” Xu Wei said with a grave expression.

At that moment, Tan Yuan came over from the other side.

“Lin Mu, we’re on the same team, right?” She asked with a smile.

Lin Fei paused, then quickly understood her meaning. In a mission, if possible, try to help others without compromising oneself or consider teaming up when alone against an insurmountable situation.

“Of course,” he said with a smile.

“You have a good mentality. It looks like we’ll be among those who survive this time,” said Tan Yuan as she nodded. When she turned to leave, she casually pointed at the four or five pale-faced people on the other side. Their hands and feet were trembling slightly, clearly terrified of what was to come.

Lin Fei surveyed their surroundings. It was a small military airport, and the aircraft they’d taken was a small military plane. The fierce wind battered at their faces; even in summer, there was a chill to it. Beyond the runway, there was nothing but forests and grasslands as far as the eye could see, devoid of any traces of human habitation. The only sign of life was an old control tower at the airport.

“Does that mean, without this plane, there’s no way for us to leave here?”

“Of course, to return to our country from here, it would take at least traversing North Korea by land, whereas by sea would be too slow. If we don’t want to stay here forever, we must return to this place within four hours to catch the flight back,” Xu Wei explained. “This is just a temporary airport. It will be destroyed after use.”

“All this effort, could it really just be for a simple escort mission?” Lin Fei pressed on.

“Maybe it also serves as a warning. Who knows what the higher-ups are thinking?” Xu Wei said with a wry smile. “Let’s go, we should stick together. We’re strangers in a strange land; supporting each other, we’ll always get through the tough times.”

“No, I prefer to act alone,” Lin Fei suddenly smiled. “You go on without me, Uncle Xu. I’m used to being by myself.”

“How can that be? If you’re alone, you’ll be vulnerable. What if you run into other teams who kick you when you’re down? Besides, the enemies aren’t so simple that you can just get past them,” Xu Wei blurted out, hastily trying to persuade him.

“No worries, I just don’t like crowds, that’s all. I have to get used to it,” Lin Fei insisted. “I’ll see you in two hours.”

He picked up his Longsword and strode away, following the direction indicated on his phone. The remaining three watched him leave, with looks of regret, pity, and confusion in their eyes.

And the other onlookers around them mostly looked at him as if he were a fool.

“In such an environment, talking about habits? Isn’t that just courting death?” A young man said disdainfully. He had also heard what Lin Fei said earlier.

Lin Fei sprinted swiftly through the forest, deftly avoiding vine and root underfoot, and when a venomous snake occasionally lunged out, he evaded it in a flash without pause, continuing towards his destination.

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As he drew closer and as he ventured deeper into the woods, Lin Fei eventually stopped and took out his phone, which had lost all signal. The map from before had also disappeared.

“As expected, once you venture deep into the forest, phones lose all signal. This must be to prevent leaking of information,” he reasoned.

On the plane, the person in charge held a list with an icy expression, holding a pen and frequently marking it, referring to his phone and with a young man in a military uniform standing beside him.

“The names I’m marking off now are to be treated as deserters. These are definitely rebels. You understand what I mean? This is what the higher-ups want,” the person in charge said to the young man.

“No problem,” the soldier replied with a nod.

The person in charge was about to hand the list to the man but hesitated, looking back at his phone.

“Where’s that kid? Why isn’t there any information about him?” he checked his phone again, confirming there were no orders about that kid. He frowned.

“To think that a social scum who’s so quick to kill doesn’t appear on the list!” He remembered the young man with the faint murderous intent in his eyes at the baggage check-in and associated him with another familiar, detestable figure.

“They’re all garbage of the same sort!” The person in charge’s eyes grew cold as he prepared to cross off the young man’s name.

“Beep beep.” A new message arrived just in time.

“List of persons requiring protection.” This time it was a list of those among the group who were to be preferably kept alive. The person in charge, patient as ever, started checking off names again. Nearly every province was allotted one or two slots.

Lin Fei’s name was conspicuously on it.

“Damn it!” The person in charge was somewhat frustrated. He scanned his phone again to make sure he wasn’t mistaken.

After deliberating carefully, he picked up his pen and still marked a cross over Lin Fei’s name.

“Is this alright?” the soldier beside him whispered.

“What’s there to fear? It’s not the first time. I get irritated just looking at people like him; they can all go to hell,” the person in charge said lightly as he capped his pen.

“We’ll just send them a fake notice later to delay the takeoff time. As long as they stay here, do you think anyone will live to go back home and complain?”