"Colonel Lin, wait a moment. A helicopter will be here shortly to pick you up and take you directly to the Yanjing Military Region."
At that moment, a voice called out again from one of the fighter jets. Although Lin Kuang yelled back in acknowledgment, it was in vain. The distance was too great, and amidst the roaring engines, there was no way they could hear him. The ten fighter jets quickly departed. Lin Kuang wasn't concerned about whether they had heard him; someone was coming to their rescue, and that was all that mattered.
"We sure are lucky, Wan'er," Lin Kuang said with a chuckle, holding Mu Wan in his arms.
"Yeah, but... shouldn't you let go now?" Mu Wan asked, her face flushing with a hint of shyness.
At her words, Lin Kuang paused and looked down. Well now… his hand had somehow found its way to a place it shouldn't be. No wonder she was so shy. Their position was rather suggestive, and a wicked smile spread across his face.
