Wilderness Live: I'm Sprinkling Candy in Survival Variety Show

Chapter 91

"It is detected that there is another storm 210 kilometers ahead, which will affect the progress. Please re-plan the route!"

"There are still 180 kilometers away from the danger zone..."

"There are still 120 kilometers away from the danger zone..."

Qi Chun sat in the driver's seat and stared nervously at the control panel and map in front of him, a fine layer of sweat protruding from his wheat-yellow forehead.

Even her hand gripped the joystick unconsciously.

"Sister, let me come!"

Just when Qi Chun was extremely nervous, his right hand was covered with a hand with distinct knuckles.

Before Qi Chun could speak, he heard him speak again.

"I can do it, trust me."

Qi Chun closed her eyes for a while, and the distance from the dangerous area became closer and closer, so she had to make a judgment.

After a while, she compromised and gave up the driver's seat.

Perhaps no one knows that in this situation, no one is more suitable for manipulation than Qi Ye.

Qi Yi sat down familiarly, staring at the front without blinking, operating the button mechanism on it.

Qi Chun was sitting in the co-pilot, observing the aerial map while sending messages to other pilots.

"We will face thick clouds and storms in about 3 minutes, follow our route and pay attention to safety!"

Qi Ye: "Give me the microphone."

Qi Chun handed it over.

At this time, they entered the danger zone covered by agricultural clouds, and dark clouds and water vapor became the nearest danger.

And a bolt of lightning condensed not far from them, and it struck straight down. The clouds were instantly split, and purple and white were intertwined dangerously.

"Follow my command."

With a dignified expression, Qi Ye spoke forcefully.

"It is estimated that this situation will last for 450 kilometers. After 2 minutes, there will be a lightning strike 2000 meters ahead. It will appear scattered and rush to avoid lightning strikes!"

Soon, his voice fell, and the plane headed by him rushed out quickly.

The lightning that had begun to take shape in the distance gradually grew stronger, illuminating the invisible clouds.

Their plane was also getting closer and closer to the lightning, almost when the lightning fell, Qi Ye watched the lightning that was close at hand accelerate and flew over.

Smoothly avoided, without any danger.

But they face more risks.

This is the closest direction to the destination and the clearest route. Once you start, you must not back down.

Before they had time to sigh, they entered a tense moment again, and had to face it with concentration, not daring to relax for half a second.

Fifteen minutes later, the plane led by Qi Ye was the first to break through the thick clouds and greet the bright sun.

Seeing the other planes following on the display, Qi Chun heaved a sigh of relief, but frowned tightly.

"When they came, there were five special small fighter planes and four large planes, but two large planes... failed to come out."

"On the display, there is no longer any signal from them." Qi Chun paused.

She is a religious and organized person, and she can't help but feel sad when she sees compatriots with the same blood "disappear" even though she has only met a few times briefly.

However, she knew that if she were to organize the flight, she might not be as calm as Qi Ye.

She is better at land than air.

"Let me take it now." She couldn't bear to see her younger brother's tired expression.

"Ah."

Qi Ye backed away, and when exchanging with Qi Chun, he said, "They won't die in vain."

Their deaths are valuable and meaningful!

Qi Chun nodded gently, looking at the clear sky in front of him, he was replaced by unusual firmness.

"Well, we must bring them back, and bring those who caused this panic to justice!"

They will not die in vain!
At this moment, the last touch of softness in her heart was replaced by some kind of hardness, which was a more noble belief.

Nothing to do with Fengyue.
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The original game organizer of the deserted island has no leader, and the enemy has to succumb to the natural life and death and Ji Yunwan's violence.

After the latest natural and human factors, there are only 44 forced survivors and 56 international prisoners left.

Exactly 100 people.

As the temperature on the deserted island fluctuates, people's hearts also become impetuous,

"Now I have food, water and shelter, but I just feel more hopeless!"

"It's as cold as a freezer at night, and it's as hot as a fireball during the day, Mad, what the hell is this place?!"

"Volcano Island? Iceland? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm going crazy!"

"I've gone crazy, look at my skin, it's getting harder and harder to breathe, and my whole body is about to evaporate."

……

Even Song Zhijian, who was always calm, showed a rare panic on his face, not to mention the carefree Lin Ya.

"Master, can we really wait for rescue? I feel that before rescue comes, I will be tortured to death by this island first."

Song Zhijian said: "If you feel uncomfortable, drink some mint water, now there are dried mint leaves everywhere."

Lin Ya wanted to cry, "Stop talking, the more you talk, the more uncomfortable you will be."

With eyes closed, Ji Yunwan leaned against the root of a big tree whose leaves had dried up at some point, quietly twisting the beads one by one.

Looking at it this way, she is the calmest among all the people, and it seems that even if the sky falls, she won't be able to see other colors on her face.

But Song Zhijian, who was closest to her, took into account the cloudiness and impatience in her eyes, and admired her very much.

"Hey, master, you can talk to me, just say a few words of comfort, otherwise I will feel really uncomfortable."

Several other people also regarded the seemingly calm Ji Yunwan as their last spiritual support.

"Yes, Miss Wan, just say a few words."

"As long as Sister Wan says it's okay, I believe we can definitely get through this danger!"

"Look how calm Miss Wan is as a woman, alas, I really admire Miss Wan."

……

Ji Yunwan twisted the beads vigorously, slowly opened his eyes, and moved his chapped lips.

One word, one word jumped out.

"sore throat."

The voice that came out was hoarse, like a blunt knife rubbing kraft paper hard.

The crowd fell silent.

"Ow Oo"

Hu Wan flew back from nowhere. After two months and seven days, it has changed from a tiger-headed sea eagle with a big head to a giant eagle that can soar in the sky.

Majestic and free to envy.

If it wasn't because Ji Yunwan was here, it might have flown away long ago.

"Ow"

When Hu Wan flew over, he loosened his claws, and seven or eight fat birds fell to the ground.

No one picked it up.

It can be said that in the past two months, they either ate seafood or meat, or dry food robbed from the enemy.

The psychological shadow has been eaten.

"Ow Oo"

Hu Wan flew around a few times, and flew out with Ji Yunwan's clothes in his mouth.

"Master, Tiger Bowl seems to be taking you somewhere?"

Ji Yunwan really didn't want to move, but he couldn't keep holding the tiger bowl in his mouth, so he had to stand up slowly and leave.

Lin Ya and Song Zhijian were afraid of accidents and also left. The people behind hesitated for a while, and finally decided to follow.

More than two hours later, the crowd stopped panting at a relatively low-lying mountain pass, staring at the scene in front of them, dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)