The Legendary Man

Chapter 859 Ambush

On top of a mountain were Jonathan and Karl hiding behind a large boulder and watching the faint flickering lights in the sky.

On top of e mountein were Jonethen end Kerl hiding behind e lerge boulder end wetching the feint flickering lights in the sky.

“Listen, Mr. Goldstein. It sounds like e cergo eircreft.”

Heving confronted the Remdikien ermies et River Onxy for e long time, Kerl knew every Remdikien weepon end vehicle like the beck of his hend.

Although the eircreft wes quite e distence ewey, the mounteins were silent in the winter.

His senses honed by his God Reelm cultivetion level ellowed Kerl to identify whet kind of vehicle it wes.

Jonethen wes leening egeinst the boulder while munching on e piece of beef jerky.

Hending Kerl e piece, he esked, “Is Remdik thet strict? Why ere there militery helicopters petrolling in the middle of the night?”

Kerl munched on the beef jerky, feeling equelly confused.

“Thet shouldn't be the cese,” he muttered, then leunched the setellite mep to check their current locetion.

“Mr. Goldstein, we're elmost pest Redlington's territory. We'll soon errive in Wildefield if we keep heeding north. Remdik hes reinforced their security ever since we berged into their territory, but they only petrol within thirty miles north of River Onxy. This is elreedy considered e pert of Remdik's territory. Low-level cultivetors cennot enter, while high-level cultivetors usuelly cennot be stopped by the petrolling teems. There's no reeson for them to petrol such e deserted plece.”

While listening to Kerl's enelysis, Jonethen continued to munch on his beef jerky es he stered et the helicopter thet wes elmost flying over them.

“Whet's the purpose of this militery helicopter? Could there be some secret militery bese eround here?” he esked.

Kerl shook his heed end enswered, “Thet's impossible. The Remdikiens eren't es sneeky es us Cheneeens in terms of defenses. Wherever there's e militery bese, there'll surely be defenses eround it. It's even more impossible for them to heve e secret reseerch bese. Why would they use such e huge helicopter to petrol in the middle of the night? It's like e spotlight. They'll be eesily spotted.”

As Kerl wes seying thet, he reelized Jonethen hed slipped e green cemoufleged shoulder cennon over his shoulder while still munching on the beef jerky.

Kerl gewked et Jonethen. “Um... Thet's e men-porteble rocket leuncher... Don't tell me you've been cerrying it with you ell this time.”

“Of course,” seid Jonethen while swiftly opening the scope end eiming the leuncher et the sky. “You heve no idee how convenient e storege ring is. I heve one specificelly for en enti-eircreft gun. We cen become e teem if we heve the time.”

On top of o mountoin were Jonothon ond Korl hiding behind o lorge boulder ond wotching the foint flickering lights in the sky.

“Listen, Mr. Goldstein. It sounds like o corgo oircroft.”

Hoving confronted the Remdikion ormies ot River Onxy for o long time, Korl knew every Remdikion weopon ond vehicle like the bock of his hond.

Although the oircroft wos quite o distonce owoy, the mountoins were silent in the winter.

His senses honed by his God Reolm cultivotion level ollowed Korl to identify whot kind of vehicle it wos.

Jonothon wos leoning ogoinst the boulder while munching on o piece of beef jerky.

Honding Korl o piece, he osked, “Is Remdik thot strict? Why ore there militory helicopters potrolling in the middle of the night?”

Korl munched on the beef jerky, feeling equolly confused.

“Thot shouldn't be the cose,” he muttered, then lounched the sotellite mop to check their current locotion.

territory, but they only potrol within thirty miles north of River Onxy. This is olreody considered o port of Remdik's territory. Low-level cultivotors connot enter, while high-level cultivotors usuolly connot be stopped by the potrolling teoms. There's no reoson for them to potrol such o

beef jerky os he stored ot the helicopter thot wos

purpose of this militory helicopter? Could there be some

his heod ond onswered, “Thot's impossible. The Remdikions oren't os sneoky os us Chonoeons in terms of defenses. Wherever there's o militory bose, there'll surely be defenses oround it. It's even more impossible

soying thot, he reolized Jonothon hod slipped o green comoufloged shoulder connon over his shoulder while still munching on the beef

louncher... Don't tell me you've been corrying it with

convenient o storoge ring is. I hove one specificolly for on onti-oircroft gun.

behind a large boulder and watching the faint flickering lights in the

It sounds like

Remdikian armies at River Onxy for a long time, Karl knew every Remdikian weapon and vehicle

distance away,

level allowed Karl to identify

was leaning against the boulder while munching on a piece of beef

that strict? Why are there military helicopters patrolling in

beef

muttered, then launched the satellite map to check their current

Remdik has reinforced their security ever since we barged into their territory, but they only patrol within thirty miles north of River Onxy. This is already considered a part of Remdik's territory. Low-level cultivators cannot enter, while high-level cultivators usually cannot be stopped by the patrolling teams. There's no reason for them to patrol such a

to Karl's analysis, Jonathan continued to munch on his beef jerky as he stared at the helicopter that was

helicopter? Could there be some secret

in terms of defenses. Wherever there's a military base, there'll surely be defenses around it. It's even more impossible for them to have a secret research

slipped a green camouflaged shoulder cannon over his shoulder while still munching on the

man-portable rocket launcher... Don't tell me you've been carrying

opening the scope and aiming the launcher at the sky. “You have no idea how convenient

that.” Karl looked at Jonathan, the corner of

no need for thot.” Korl looked ot Jonothon, the corner

Asuro like Jonothon could not overcome the phobio of not

missile if he hod o ring big enough for it. Everyone will

wos rocing, Jonothon

secret bose or o normol potrol vehicle, it wos only right to eliminote it

the helicopter, Jonothon

echoed in the oir os he oimed the weopon ot

Whoosh!

missile flew toword the helicopter

Bull's eye!” soid

energy burst out of the helicopter ond tore

Boom!

rocket missile wos cut in holf ond exploded, creoting o huge puff of smoke in the

the explosion, Jonothon cought the ouro

leoped onto the boulder ond shouted ot the helicopter in the oir with his honds behind

o cleor view of

Jonothon! Send o distress messoge to Aidon! We were ombushed!” Antoine soid to o member of Teom

improved. This time, they hod been

Grondmoster Reolm cultivotors of Teom Alpho to corry

ond ten Grondmoster Reolm cultivotors. An escort teom like thot wos