The Ones That Got Away
"State your conditions!"
The US military lieutenant's deputy stepped in front of Li Bai. He'd already realized that this young man from China was not someone to mess with.
If he were just an ordinary guy, he wouldn't have been brought to this special camp. For all they knew, the FBI had planned to detain him along with the superhumans while they were at it.
What kind of people were those superhumans?
It had taken their unit two Apache attack helicopters and over a hundred casualties to wipe them out. Whatever the outcome, the battle had been a bloodbath.
"Hmm, can I hitch a ride?"
Li Bai pointed to the four Chinook transport helicopters in the distance. There were plenty of empty seats now.
"That's all?"
The lieutenant's deputy looked at the helicopter behind Li Bai, puzzled. Didn't they have their own?
Following the man's gaze, Li Bai turned to look at his helicopter, which he still couldn't get airborne even if he flew it without a license. He shrugged and said, "I don't have a pilot's license!"
"..."
Both the lieutenant, whose throat Li Bai had just grabbed, and his deputy, the sergeant major, wanted to curse him out.
That was all he wanted? Damn it, why hadn't he said so sooner?
Wang Ping and Xue Qimin kept wiping away cold sweat. The weather was freezing, yet they'd been sweating again and again. By now, their backs were soaked.
He was just too good at stirring up trouble!
The sergeant major exchanged a look with the lieutenant, then said decisively, "Deal!"
"See? Wouldn't it be better to talk things out and work together? By the way, do you have anything to eat?"
Li Bai had missed lunch after the FBI brought him over from