At an altitude of ten thousand meters above Luo An City, three fighter jets armed with missiles cruised back and forth in a triangular formation.
Their radar systems were constantly scanning the ground using thermal imaging to detect human figures.
"Report from Unit 25688!"
"Reporting in. According to infrared radar detection, the eight figures in the forest have reached the area of the bizarre forest..."
Clearly, the command center didn't entirely trust Jingyuan and his team, hence they had dispatched three jets for high-altitude monitoring, equipped with missiles ready to assist at any time.
A few seconds later, the fighter jet reported again, "Report, the number of heat sources on the ground has decreased from eight to seven..."
"It's Jingyuan, he has gone in!"
The people in the command center immediately became vigilant.
Although they couldn't see for themselves, they sat up straight, waiting for real-time reports from the jets.
