The military helicopter's interior was spacious. Pang Feng sat inside the cabin, looking down upon the troops' base below with absolute clarity.
At an altitude of about a kilometer from the ground, ordinary people could only make out the basic contours, but what kind of man was Pang Feng? His vision was far sharper than that of a hawk or falcon, allowing him to see every detail of the Snow Eagle Special Combat Team's station.
"General Pang, shall we land?" Tian Dandan asked, her voice loud, almost a shout.
This was partly because the roar of the airplane was too loud, and partly because this was the third time she had asked without getting a response from Pang Feng, which was frustrating for her.
"Hmm?" Pang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced sideways at the girl beside him.
