Buzz, buzz, buzz—
The transport plane roared across the sky. Li Zhenzhen stared at the gloomy heavens outside the porthole and let out a long sigh.
"How much longer do we have to sit on this plane... It's already been four hours. Why don't we seem to be going anywhere?"
"Aren't we already on the way?" Fang Mo, seated beside her, shrugged.
"We've clearly just been flying in circles!"
"That's because no one knows where the enemy will attack from." Ding Chongfeng, seated behind them, spoke slowly. "Captain Shao said that it's still uncertain whether the enemy will invade Great Xia at all, or from which direction they might enter... So all the Night Watchmen have been divided into three groups, each aboard one of three transport planes, circling different sections of Great Xia's border.
"Only this way can a transport plane carrying a large number of Night Watchmen reach any border under attack as quickly as possible, preventing casualties caused by forces arriving in scattered waves."
"Still, that really is a clever plan." Su Zhe scratched his head. "I definitely wouldn't have thought of it."
His younger sister, Su Yuan, silently rolled her eyes beside him.
"This Captain Shao must have some real skills if he can temporarily serve as commander-in-chief."
"Come to think of it, how long has it been since we were all gathered like this?" Fang Mo's gaze swept across the familiar faces as he smiled. "Who would've thought we'd meet again on a transport plane flying in circles..."
"It's been over a year since we left Training Camp, hasn't it? Fang Mo, you've gotten taller."
"...Thanks for the compliment, but please don't take the opportunity to pat my head."
"Tsk, so stingy."
Fang Mo slapped away Su Zhe's hand from his head and looked toward