As Ye Fan issued the command, Shen Long and his comrades quickly ran out of the barracks in Dawn City and promptly headed to the airfield.

Entering the hangar, they quickly brought out two Two-Star Attack-8 fighter jets.

Upgrading fighter jets is very challenging. In the last siege battle, these two fighter jets were upgraded to Two-Star, thanks to focused cultivation.

Even as a Two-Star fighter jet, its capabilities have increased by several levels.

Whether in terms of range, firepower, or radar detection range, there have been significant enhancements.

"Let's go, we're taking off to intercept the Liberation Army's fighter jets."

"Aren't we waiting for the others?" Shen Long's teammate asked him.

Shen Long shook his head, "No need to wait. Our two Two-Star fighters are actually enough to take down those ten antiques. Our comrades will cover the rear, maybe they'll get a taste of the action too."

The two of them piloted their jets onto the runway and then roared into the sky.

Ye Fan's core zone had a valuable asset, the Crack Generator.

Under the concealment of the Crack Generator, everything in the core zone was invisible.

The fighter jets flew out from the side, quickly skirting around the mountains, unseen by most survivors.

Thus, the appearance of the fighter jets went unnoticed by the outside world.

Even when two more jets flew out later, they weren't spotted.

......

Jiangxue Ferry.

Ye Fan glanced at the radar screen, seeing that four fighter jets had successively flown out from Dawn City, and that the first two would connect with the Liberation Army's jets in about twenty minutes. This calmed him down.

Though the enemy had ten jets, there was a generational gap between them.

Those fighter jets from seventy or eighty years ago were only armed with cannons and bombs, incapable of launching missiles. How could they compete with modern fighter jets, even if they were just second-generation models?

With this in mind, Ye Fan was no longer anxious.

He took a bite of hot pot and found it quite tasty, especially enjoyable in this icy and snowy setting.

"Mm, this mutated fish in the hot pot has a unique flavor; Leader Rikov, bring out the liquor."

"Yes, yes, let's drink. This is our Rakshasa's Vodka Spirits. Leader Ye, give it a try."

Rikov said this while glancing at his watch, a slight smug smile appearing on his face.

He felt great teaming up with Guo Zhun this time.

All he needed to do was stall Ye Fan, and then at the scheduled time, pretend to go to the restroom to avoid the scene, allowing Guo Zhun's fighter jets to come and flatten this courtyard.

By then, Rikov would reap many benefits, including a large amount of resources, land, and people.

The entire northeastern territory, covering tens of thousands of square kilometers, even including two cities, would be granted to Rikov.

Qin Han Empire's cities were far more prosperous than those in Rakshasa, and they included several large survivor bases. If they were added to his territory, Hai Shan Wei's potential would be greatly enhanced.

These alone weren't enough to tempt Rikov; the main point was the opportunity to eliminate Ye Fan completely.

Rikov always considered Ye Fan a huge threat.

In fact, Hai Shan Wei's military industry was doing well, with a fighter jet nearly ready for its maiden flight. But they never dared to show it because of Ye Fan.

Last time, the weapons he sold to the Huacheng Survivor Alliance were utterly defeated by Ye Fan's troops in Pinggang Town, a memory etched in his mind.

This was also why he dared not enter the Qin Han area, otherwise Rikov's ambitions were quite large.

These two reasons combined were the factors behind Rikov and Guo Zhun's partnership.

Now watching Ye Fan drink, he happily joined in, drinking with him.

Apart from the two of them, no one else was at the table. Ye Fan had Zhuge Yunxue and Zhao Ming with him, while Rikov was accompanied by two other Level 2 Mutations; everyone else remained outside on guard.

This was a matter of protocol and respect, a normal occurrence.

After drinking together for an hour, three bottles of spirits were downed.

At this point, Rikov glanced at his watch.

He wasn't in a hurry to leave, instead he said to Ye Fan, "Leader Ye, you have quite the prowess for drinking. I didn't expect Qin Han people to handle their drink so well. I'm very satisfied today."

Ye Fan smiled back at him, "Then can we proceed with the transaction?"

Rikov nodded, "Very soon, very soon. I'll just need to visit the restroom, and we can proceed when I return."

"Alright, I'll go with you."

Without waiting for a response, Ye Fan stood and followed Rikov out of the room.

Rikov's expression turned somewhat grim, but he had no way to shake off Ye Fan, so he was forced to lead him out of the room.

The restroom was at the back, a snow-covered building.

No one had come here for a long time, so there was no need to be meticulous about finding a spot, they could just take care of their needs nearby.

Rikov stalled, hoping Ye Fan would return first.

According to his arrangement with Guo Zhun, the fighter jets would arrive in under three minutes.

However, Ye Fan was dawdling too, making Rikov extremely anxious.

On a sudden thought, he came up with a plan.

"Leader Ye, could you please have my men bring me some toilet paper? I forgot mine."

Ye Fan finally agreed, nodding, "I'll have them bring it over."

Rikov anxiously watched his watch, knowing there was less than two minutes before the attack.

Luckily, Ye Fan finally went back, and his two men soon came out.

Seeing them come out, Rikov immediately got up and ran.

"Quick, get in the car, the attack will be here in one minute! Let Ye Fan wait here to die, then we'll come back to clean up the mess!"

This was also part of his agreement with Guo Zhun, that after Ye Fan's death, everything here would belong to him.

Even those gold and silver, after the bombing, most of them could still be dug up.

The car over there was already prepared, and a few people immediately jumped into the car and sped off towards the Shenlong River.

While running, Rikov kept looking back, waiting for the bombing to arrive.

......

In the northern sky, ten fighter jets formed a formation and were quickly advancing towards Hai Shan Wei.

After more than an hour's journey, they had already flown for over half an hour.

The leading captain, Hu Xiaochun, was piloting the plane, humming a tune.

Hu Xiaochun loved the feeling of flying freely in the sky, he even liked this apocalypse.

For most people, the apocalypse was brutal and painful, but not for him.

With no laws to restrain them, some people had completely let themselves go, doing whatever they pleased.

Hu Xiaochun was such a person; he liked having power, liked indulgence.

He used to be a civil aviation pilot, now he's a fighter pilot, flying a fighter jet is much more enjoyable than flying a commercial airliner.

As Guo Zhun's top air force general, he even fantasized about becoming an actual air force general, with high rank and power.

And killing Ye Fan from the Dawn Army, without a doubt, would be a glorious mark on his resume.

Looking at the clouds passing by, watching the overestimating mutated birds trying to catch up with him, a smug smile appeared on his lips.

"A general's success is built on ten thousand bones. Ye Fan, are you ready to become the bones under Hu Xiaochun's bomb?"

He glanced at the time, there were fifty minutes left until they reached Hai Shan Wei.

About sixty kilometers diagonally behind him was Dawn City, but unfortunately, the people over there would not know that he was going to end their leader.

The plane continued to fly forward for a while, and suddenly, electromagnetic fluctuations appeared on his radar.

Only his aircraft among the group of ten had radar, and it was installed later; the detection range was about fifty kilometers.

The fuzzy electromagnetic waves indicated that other flying objects had entered the radar range.

"Hmm? Large mutated birds?"

"Damn it, this radar is better off not being installed. This is the apocalypse, at most, there's a helicopter, which can be seen with the naked eye if it approaches. Installing this thing is troublesome."

Hu Xiaochun wanted to turn off the radar, but he was worried, and after hesitating, he didn't turn it off.

At this moment, an alarm suddenly sounded.

Beep beep~~~!

The red light flashed, and something appeared rapidly approaching on the radar screen, but the radar was too low-tech; it only had a red light with no voice alert, leaving him momentarily clueless about what was happening.

All he could do was pick up the radio and send a message to the other fighter jets.

"This is Great River One, be careful. I don't know if my radar is broken or what? It shows something is approaching, report your status."

The other planes responded one after another: "Great River Two is safe."

"Great River Three is safe."

"Great River Five is safe."

"Great River Eight is safe."

"Great River Nine... boom~~~!"

Nine hadn't finished reporting when suddenly a loud explosion came through the radio.

Hu Xiaochun was shocked and turned around abruptly.

Only to see a spark appearing in the air about a kilometer behind him; fighter jet Nine had exploded!

Before he could snap back to his senses, another fireball appeared.

This time he saw it clearly, Great River Ten was hit by a missile with a flaming tail following it in the air.

The plane disintegrated in the air, and it didn't even have an ejection system, the pilot couldn't eject to escape, and could only die with regret.

"Enemy attack! This is an enemy attack! Everyone prepare to engage!"

Coming from a civil aviation background, he had never seen such a scene before, and only after the fact, he reacted, immediately calling out loudly, asking all pilots to prepare for battle.

The aircrafts turned one after another in the air, because the missiles came from behind, indicating the enemy planes were also from behind.

The fighter jets collectively changed direction, but for the moment, they didn't know where the enemy was, and could only blindly fly forward.

What awaited them wasn't enemy planes, but another two missiles.

Seeing the missiles coming again, Hu Xiaochun couldn't help but feel his soul leaving his body.

These must be air-to-air tactical missiles, right? Who on earth managed to create such deadly aerial weapons now!

They were just flying antique planes with only cannons and bombs, how could they fight against fighter jets with missiles?

At that moment, Hu Xiaochun knew it was impossible to win.

So he issued a relatively wise order, for all planes to break up and disperse in all directions to return to Ice City!

Splitting up was the only chance of surviving; staying together would mean getting shot down sooner or later.

Forget about Ye Fan, survival is the top priority now!

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