Early the next morning.
The aircraft lifted off from the open space below the hotel.
Chen Feng sat in a leather chair, watching as the tall buildings below gradually became smaller.
This wasn't the main focus, instead, it was the checkpoints along the coast, where many small spots of white gray could be seen.
They were all patrol and inspection flying cars and aircraft; the Yun Gang Outer City was still in a state of full lockdown.
Buzz buzz!
The phone vibrated, and he took it out to glance at it.
[At seven o'clock last night, Utopian attackers launched an attack, killing our Yun Gang Outer City representative, Luo Hui, Gold General Yu Ling, and others, with a total death toll of...]
