On the transport plane, Hu Daoke took off his antidote mask and took a deep breath. Seeing this, Luo'er quickly advised, "Quickly put it on, don't be so reckless."
"Don't worry, boss, we're in the air. The virus probably can't reach us here." Hu Daoke waved his hand dismissively.
Following his lead, the others also began removing their rewind masks, breathing deeply. Seeing this, Luo'er resignedly removed his mask as well.
The transport plane no longer used propeller propulsion, so the noise was greatly reduced, leaving them listening only to the whistle of the wind outside the cabin, no longer hearing the deafening roar of the propeller.
"Who designed these rewind masks? I almost suffocated." Wu Tairan removed his mask, unable to hold back a complaint.
"Pay attention. If we encounter Exotic Beasts, do not use point shooting; switch the safety to fully automatic mode and suppress them with firepower," Luo'er turned to Murong and his men, warning them with a serious expression.
