"You're saying Director Lei is in danger?" the lieutenant colonel beside him hurriedly asked.
"Xiao Changming is stronger than you think. With Lei Ruiyang's strength, chasing after him would be suicide!" Chen Shouyi said bluntly.
The lieutenant colonel's expression changed dramatically.
As a martial artist—and the first to notice something wrong with Xiao Changming—he instinctively trusted Chen Shouyi's judgment.
To avoid alerting their target, the military had made its arrangements in considerable haste, badly underestimating the situation. They'd thought Chen Shouyi and Lei Ruiyang alone would be enough to take him down.
Of course, the plan wasn't bad, but they had clearly underestimated Xiao Changming's vigilance and strength.
A powerhouse like him, if set on escaping, wouldn't be stopped by such a sparse deployment of firepower.
Chen Shouyi looked at the two rows of craters in the street. The concrete had been reduced to powder. One row of craters was a full foot across—clearly Xiao Changming's handiwork. The other row was much smaller and must have been Lei Ruiyang's.
But he had no intention of pursuing them. Nearly a minute had passed since the first gunshots. A minute was enough for Xiao Changming to run several kilometers, perhaps even escape the secure zone.
Fortunately, a helicopter had been stationed nearby as a contingency in case their target got away.
The group sprang into action.
The helicopter was on the roof of a nearby building. Chen Shouyi had assumed it was an ordinary helicopter, but it turned out to be an armed transport helicopter.
He had never seen such a behemoth before.
It was a steel giant as long as a basketball court and as tall as a two-story building.
The honeycomb rocket pods on either side were already loaded with rockets. Along with the six-barreled cannon in the middle, the