High above the clear sky, a W-2 Mosquito attack plane skimmed along the edge of the clouds, heading toward Ruigu City.
About thirty kilometers behind it, a Dragonfly transport plane equipped with a "hydrogen balloon" communications system followed in the airspace.
Wei Ba had indeed been right. Of course, the esteemed Administrator would not abandon his little players, and generously sent over a second set of communications equipment.
Generous as he was—
This kind of "high-tech-density" equipment was not cheap for The Alliance either.
Before dropping the second supply crate, Chu Guang needed to find out exactly what had happened to the previous communications base station that had gone down, so the new one would not suffer the same fate.
Sending the army over would be too slow. Without a road network, they could not speed along in vehicles. Even if every member of the Storm Legion had basic exoskeletons, they could only march thirty kilometers a day.
Player legions might have formidable combat strength and the aura of "morale lock," but their discipline plummeted when they got "bored." Expecting them to force-march more than a hundred kilometers was unrealistic.
Therefore—
They could only trouble the Air Force.
"This is Luo Yu... I'm approaching the target airspace and searching for ground signals."
Glancing at the VM strapped to his thigh and watching Ruigu City draw closer, Luo Yu pushed down on the control stick and guided his aircraft out of the clouds.
According to the mission requirements, he needed to contact the players on the ground, learn from them what had happened to the communications base station, report the news to the Dragonfly transport plane in the rear, and take a few photos back with him.
The mission was easy.
Easy enough that he could not help yawning.
However, just