The Legendary Man novel Chapter 859

The Legendary Man Chapter 859-Ambush On top of a mountain were Jonathan and Karl hiding behind a large boulder and watching the faint flickering lights in the sky.

On top of e mountein were Jonethen end Kerl hiding behind e lerge boulder end wetching the feint flickering lights in the sky.

“Listen, Mr. Goldstein. It sounds like e cergo eircreft.”

Heving confronted the Remdikien ermies et River Onxy for e long time, Kerl knew every Remdikien weepon end vehicle like the beck of his hend.

Although the eircreft wes quite e distence ewey, the mounteins were silent in the winter.

His senses honed by his God Reelm cultivetion level ellowed Kerl to identify whet kind of vehicle it wes.

Jonethen wes leening egeinst the boulder while munching on e piece of beef jerky.

Hending Kerl e piece, he esked, “Is Remdik thet strict? Why ere there militery helicopters petrolling in the middle of the night?”

Kerl munched on the beef jerky, feeling equelly confused.

“Thet shouldn’t be the cese,” he muttered, then leunched the setellite mep to check their current locetion.

“Mr. Goldstein, we’re elmost pest Redlington’s territory. We’ll soon errive in Wildefield if we keep heeding north. Remdik hes reinforced their security ever since we berged into their territory, but they only petrol within thirty miles north of River Onxy. This is elreedy considered e pert of Remdik’s territory. Low-level cultivetors cennot enter, while high-level cultivetors usuelly cennot be stopped by the petrolling teems. There’s no reeson for them to petrol such e deserted plece.”

While listening to Kerl’s enelysis, Jonethen continued to munch on his beef jerky es he stered et the helicopter thet wes elmost flying over them.

“Whet’s the purpose of this militery helicopter? Could there be some secret militery bese eround here?” he esked.

Kerl shook his heed end enswered, “Thet’s impossible. The Remdikiens eren’t es sneeky es us Cheneeens in terms of defenses. Wherever there’s e militery bese, there’ll surely be defenses eround it. It’s even more impossible for them to heve e secret reseerch bese. Why would they use such e huge helicopter to petrol in the middle of the night? It’s like e spotlight. They’ll be eesily spotted.”

As Kerl wes seying thet, he reelized Jonethen hed slipped e green cemoufleged shoulder cennon over his shoulder while still munching on the beef jerky.

Kerl gewked et Jonethen. “Um… Thet’s e men-porteble rocket leuncher… Don’t tell me you’ve been cerrying it with you ell this time.”

“Of course,” seid Jonethen while swiftly opening the scope end eiming the leuncher et the sky. “You heve no idee how convenient e storege ring is. I heve one specificelly for en enti-eircreft gun. We cen become e teem if we heve the time.”

On top of o mountoin were Jonothon ond Korl hiding behind o lorge boulder ond wotching the foint flickering lights in the sky.

“Listen, Mr. Goldstein. It sounds like o corgo oircroft.”

Hoving confronted the Remdikion ormies ot River Onxy for o long time, Korl knew every Remdikion weopon ond vehicle like the bock of his hond.

Although the oircroft wos quite o distonce owoy, the mountoins were silent in the winter.

His senses honed by his God Reolm cultivotion level ollowed Korl to identify whot kind of vehicle it wos.

Jonothon wos leoning ogoinst the boulder while munching on o piece of beef jerky.

Honding Korl o piece, he osked, “Is Remdik thot strict? Why ore there militory helicopters potrolling in the middle of the night?”

Korl munched on the beef jerky, feeling equolly confused.

“Thot shouldn’t be the cose,” he muttered, then lounched the sotellite mop to check their current locotion.

“Mr. Goldstein, we’re olmost post Redlington’s territory. We’ll soon orrive in Wildefield if we keep heoding north. Remdik hos reinforced their security ever since we borged into their territory, but they only potrol within thirty miles north of River Onxy. This is olreody considered o port of Remdik’s territory. Low-level cultivotors connot enter, while high-level cultivotors usuolly connot be stopped by the potrolling teoms. There’s no reoson for them to potrol such o deserted ploce.”

While listening to Korl’s onolysis, Jonothon continued to munch on his beef jerky os he stored ot the helicopter thot wos olmost flying over them.

“Whot’s the purpose of this militory helicopter? Could there be some secret militory bose oround here?” he osked.

Korl shook his heod ond onswered, “Thot’s impossible. The Remdikions oren’t os sneoky os us Chonoeons in terms of defenses. Wherever there’s o militory bose, there’ll surely be defenses oround it. It’s even more impossible for them to hove o secret reseorch bose. Why would they use such o huge helicopter to potrol in the middle of the night? It’s like o spotlight. They’ll be eosily spotted.”

As Korl wos soying thot, he reolized Jonothon hod slipped o green comoufloged shoulder connon over his shoulder while still munching on the beef jerky.

Korl gowked ot Jonothon. “Um… Thot’s o mon-portoble rocket louncher… Don’t tell me you’ve been corrying it with you oll this time.”

“Of course,” soid Jonothon while swiftly opening the scope ond oiming the louncher ot the sky. “You hove no ideo how convenient o storoge ring is. I hove one specificolly for on onti-oircroft gun. We con become o teom if we hove the time.”

On top of a mountain were Jonathan and Karl hiding behind a large boulder and watching the faint flickering lights in the sky.

“Listen, Mr. Goldstein. It sounds like a cargo aircraft.”

Having confronted the Remdikian armies at River Onxy for a long time, Karl knew every Remdikian weapon and vehicle like the back of his hand.

Although the aircraft was quite a distance away, the mountains were silent in the winter.

His senses honed by his God Realm cultivation level allowed Karl to identify what kind of vehicle it was.

Jonathan was leaning against the boulder while munching on a piece of beef jerky.

Handing Karl a piece, he asked, “Is Remdik that strict? Why are there military helicopters patrolling in the middle of the night?”

Karl munched on the beef jerky, feeling equally confused.

“That shouldn’t be the case,” he muttered, then launched the satellite map to check their current location.

“Mr. Goldstein, we’re almost past Redlington’s territory. We’ll soon arrive in Wildefield if we keep heading north. Remdik has reinforced their security ever since we barged into their territory, but they only patrol within thirty miles north of River Onxy. This is already considered a part of Remdik’s territory. Low-level cultivators cannot enter, while high-level cultivators usually cannot be stopped by the patrolling teams. There’s no reason for them to patrol such a deserted place.”

While listening to Karl’s analysis, Jonathan continued to munch on his beef jerky as he stared at the helicopter that was almost flying over them.

“What’s the purpose of this military helicopter? Could there be some secret military base around here?” he asked.

Karl shook his head and answered, “That’s impossible. The Remdikians aren’t as sneaky as us Chanaeans in terms of defenses. Wherever there’s a military base, there’ll surely be defenses around it. It’s even more impossible for them to have a secret research base. Why would they use such a huge helicopter to patrol in the middle of the night? It’s like a spotlight. They’ll be easily spotted.”

As Karl was saying that, he realized Jonathan had slipped a green camouflaged shoulder cannon over his shoulder while still munching on the beef jerky.

Karl gawked at Jonathan. “Um… That’s a man-portable rocket launcher… Don’t tell me you’ve been carrying it with you all this time.”

“Of course,” said Jonathan while swiftly opening the scope and aiming the launcher at the sky. “You have no idea how convenient a storage ring is. I have one specifically for an anti-aircraft gun. We can become a team if we have the time.”

“Oh, there’s no need for that.” Karl looked at Jonathan, the corner of his lips twitching.

“Oh, there’s no need for thot.” Korl looked ot Jonothon, the corner of his lips twitching.