I Need a Pair of Wings!

Through the open cockpit door, one can clearly see the scene inside the cockpit. The complex instruments on the control panel are flashing numerous red and green indicator lights, indicating that the aircraft is in operation. However, the cockpit is empty, with no pilot present.

The plane they had been on was actually unmanned?

Upon receiving Chen Mo's order, Bradley nodded slightly, raised his fingers to his temples, and gently closed his eyes. Immediately afterward, the plane, which had been flying steadily, suddenly began to dive and descend, and the cabin began to shake.

The real pilot of this plane was Bradley!

He can directly remotely control the entire aircraft by mastering the power of electricity and electromagnetic waves, and in some ways, he is even more precise, flexible, and reliable than an ordinary pilot.

Under Bradley's control, the plane adjusted its attitude and began to dive. The feeling of weightlessness made James's expression change, and he couldn't help but complain under his breath.

"Oh, God!"

Although a century has passed and his strength has greatly improved, his motion sickness has not improved at all. In the past century, he has never taken a plane again. When he went to the Europe battlefield during World War II, he took a warship. James is resistant to airplanes from the bottom of his heart.

If there's anything that could frighten James, besides Chen Mo, it would be flying.

Of course, he himself would not admit it.

This time, it was impossible for James to travel to Africa on a warship just for him, as that would have caused them to be delayed for too long. So James could only helplessly "enjoy" the "pleasure" of flying once again.

When the plane was flying smoothly, James could barely tolerate it, though he felt a little uneasy. But now that the plane was changing attitude from a smooth flight and starting to dive, the shaking and weightlessness made James very uncomfortable.

The body that had been raised when he turned to talk to Fred earlier bent forward again, and his hands clasped together again, pressed against his forehead.

Do you want to throw up?

Fred, sitting next to James, turned to look at him and asked, taking another bite of the beef jerky in his hand and chewing it vigorously.

"If we're going to fly later, we'll have to grow wings first."

James said with his head down, clearly still very worried about flying, fearing that the plane might break apart at any time, and that being in the air would mean certain death.

Although James's powerful regenerative abilities make it virtually impossible for him to actually die, James still harbors a strong sense of resistance and fear.

Agent Zero couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing to see James, who was usually incredibly fierce, acting like this.

"Don't worry, buddy, there are way more people who die in car accidents than in plane crashes."

Agent Zero looked at James and said with a smile.

James, already feeling irritable due to motion sickness, retorted upon hearing this.

"Compared to those who were crucified?"

However, before he could finish speaking, John Wraith, who was sitting opposite James, spoke first, without waiting for Agent Zero to reply.

"Hey, watch your mouth, at least tone it down a bit."

John Wraith is a Black Christianity, and James's words were clearly comparing the death rate of plane crashes to Jesus' crucifixion, arguing with Agent Zero, which is obviously disrespectful to Jesus.

After giving James a serious reminder, John Wraith looked at James was starting to feel nauseous again, and asked him gently.

"Do you need me to get you a bucket?"

James immediately raised his hand to indicate that he didn't need it, while shaking his head with a pained expression.

"No."

Sitting at the front of the cabin Chen Mo shook his head helplessly as he looked at James. James was a guy who was fearless, but he was terrified of flying and got very airsick.

Given James's physical condition, he shouldn't have experienced motion sickness. Therefore, Chen Mo guessed that James's current situation was mainly due to psychological factors.

It seems we need to find a way to help him overcome this!

A soldier who is afraid of heights and gets airsick is easily defeated because his weakness is exploited. The worst part is, it's so embarrassing!

But let's finish the task first.

At this moment, the plane, piloted by Bradley, had already passed through the clouds and entered low altitude. After glancing at the city lying prostrate on the dark earth outside the window, Chen Mo spoke to the group.

"Gentlemen, we are about to arrive in Lagos."

The small jet carrying X-Force swooped down into the night sky toward the city, which was quite large but sparsely lit and dimly lit.

On the outskirts of Lagos, the capital of Nigeria, lies a vast, dilapidated, and filthy slum. It is inhabited by the poorest members of society, who are not only a burden on the government but also a source of income. As a result, the government is unwilling to manage the area and instead leaves it to fend for itself.

So although this place is located near the capital, it is in a state of complete anarchy.

Amidst this multitude of low-rise shacks and bungalows scattered haphazardly, stands a towering, square, gray building, more than ten stories high.

The area surrounding the building was also enclosed by walls and barbed wire. There was an open space within dozens of meters outside the walls, and no one expanded into this area despite the dense shacks around it.

This open space is not completely surrounded by the slum. Directly opposite the gate of the wall, there is a passage that is much wider than other roads in the slum.

Within this passage, eight figures, some tall and some agile, all dressed in identical blue combat uniforms and black combat vests, strode toward the open space.

The poor people who were walking in the passage saw the group of people walking menacingly from afar and quickly hid away with fear on their faces, disappearing into the darkness on both sides of the passage.

The eight people walked through the low shacks on both sides and stopped at the end of the passage. They all looked up at the gray building that stood out in the open space, which was completely out of place with the surrounding low and dilapidated slums.

There was a tall and wide iron mesh gate at the outer perimeter of the building directly opposite them. In front of the gate, there were a large number of barbed wire fences, concrete blocks and other defensive fortifications, and a lot of warning signs were hung, just like a military base.

Inside the wall behind the gate, there are two watchtowers for guarding. Many searchlights are installed on the watchtowers, the top of the gate, the top of the wall, and the four corners of the building's roof, illuminating the surrounding open space.