Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 179 - 175: Saying Goodbye to Mother and Daughter

Chapter 179: Chapter 175: Saying Goodbye to Mother and Daughter

Yila didn’t notice the unusual expression on Luo’er’s face. She hugged Sara, looking up excitedly at the airship in the sky, and waved vigorously trying to attract attention.

Luo’er pulled his thoughts back and glanced at the airship. The hovercraft was probably less than a kilometer from the ground, cruising at a low altitude. Although they had lit a fire on the ground, it was unlikely to catch the attention of the people on the airship.

If Yila really had some connection to Ronisca’s air force, then it was best to take this opportunity to get them onto the airship and have them return to Ronisca with the airship. Although he hadn’t openly expressed it, it was indeed troublesome having to look after the two of them.

"You can’t draw their attention by shouting like this," Luo’er calmly said, looking at the excited Yila.

"So, what should I do?" Upon hearing Luo’er’s words, Yila stopped her shouting and turned to ask him. Although the airship was not cruising at a fast speed, she feared they might miss it after a while if they didn’t hurry.

"Find some green leaves to put on the fire," Luo’er instructed, pointing to the fire pit. Then, he took out a long-unseen signal flare from the pouch at his waist.

Due to the terrible communication problem in the Otherworld, the actions of the Advance Team often had to be signaled by Luo’er’s flare gun. Though in theory, only the team’s captain should carry the signal flare, in the Advance Team Luo’er was the most qualified to carry it.

Upon hearing his words, Yila put down Sara and ran into the primordial forest to find branches with fresh green leaves, which she then broke off and brought back. In the face of Sara’s curious gaze, Luo’er calmly opened the gun barrel of the flare gun and stuffed a signal flare into it.

This kind of signal flare not only emits a dazzling light, but also sends out a shrill whistle. In the communication language of the squad, different lights and sounds represented different commands. However, here the only purpose of the signal flare was to attract the attention of the airship cruising in the sky.

After closing the gun barrel, Luo’er gestured to Sara to cover her ears. Once she had covered her ears with her hands, Luo’er covered his own ear with one hand and pointed the flare gun towards the sky with the other. At this moment, the airship was heading straight towards them. Unless something unexpected happened, the signal flare would surely catch the attention of the airship.

Thinking so, Luo’er pulled the trigger. Accompanied by a piercing noise, the signal flare was launched into the sky flashing dazzling light, although it flew less than a hundred meters, its glare even surpassed the brightness of the sun. For a moment, the shrill whistle echoed throughout the forest.

Seeing the flare shot into the sky, Luo’er lowered his head and put the flare gun back in his pocket. Turning his head, he saw Yila hugging a bunch of leaves and looking at him in terror. Luo’er didn’t mind her expression and gestured for her to throw the leaves onto the fire.

Yila was taken aback and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She quickly threw the green leaves onto the fire, and then hurriedly ran over to grasp Sara. The formerly raging fire was instantly covered by the fresh green leaves, creating a thick green smoke that rolled up towards the sky.

Luo’er unexpectedly inhaled a mouthful of smoke and coughed violently, then looked up at the airship. Just as he had expected. The airship, which was previously in low-altitude cruising mode, had abruptly come to a halt, hovering just above their heads.

Before long, an anti-gravity transport plane detached from the airship, smoothly circled in the air, and began to descend towards the source of the rising smoke.

Although they were temporarily adversaries, Luo’er knew that the High-peak People were the kindest in the Otherworld. They would never abandon grounded people in distress.

This could be seen during the war in the Otherworld, when the High-peak People not only rescued Yila and other villagers from the battlefield but, during the operation against the multinational support troops, they also captured a considerable number of Chinese and Russian soldiers and safely returned them to the Earth. This marked the beginning of a thirty-year cooperation between HQ and the High-peak People.

But no matter how kind they were, Luo’er did not want to linger around for too long. If they saw through his identity, the consequences would be severe indeed. Wang Xu had given him the covert mission of investigating them, and if the High-peak People caught on, they could run to HQ to seek justice, and it could end up threatening the thirty-year cooperation between the two sides.

"You two wait here for them to take you up. I’m leaving now!" Seeing the descending transport plane, Luo’er sighed and then spoke to Yila.

"Eh, won’t you come with us onto the airship, sir?" Yila looked startled and hurriedly asked.

"No need, I have to find my companions. Once I know you two are safe, I can put my mind at ease," Luo’er waved and replied.

"But sir, you should be heading to Helros too, right? Let’s go back together. That way, you can wait for your companions in Helros," Yila continued to persuade him.

"I’ve arranged a meeting point with them. They’ll be worried if I don’t go. Take care!" Luo’er said, slowly backing away. Finally, he waved and disappeared into the primitive forest.

"Sir," yelled Yila as she waved, seeing his determined look, she slowly retracted her hand and said, "Take care of yourself too!"

Luo’er didn’t look back, he strode forward determinedly. After he had reached a distance where the mother and daughter could no longer see him, he started to run.

If his guess was correct, this airship was likely there to investigate the crash of the Valan airboat. The mother and daughter had no idea about his identity, and any indiscreet talk in front of the High-peak people would surely arouse their suspicion. Therefore, he had to leave this area quickly to avoid being caught by a search from the airship.

Luckily, there were many evergreens in the primitive forest. The dense foliage shielded the airship’s view. After running a few kilometers, Luo’er stopped to catch his breath. He looked back through the gaps between the trees and saw the transport plane slowly rising and moving towards the airship. Clearly, they had already taken the mother and daughter aboard the transport plane.

After the transport plane safely docked, the airship resumed cruising, conducting a low-altitude patrol search. However, even with sharp eyes, they would struggle to find him in his current location.

Luo’er did not immediately continue on his way. He merely watched the airship swoop overhead and then head east. It seemed they had given up on his search, considering the rescue of Yila and her mother achievement enough.

Honestly, the appearance of the airship greatly impacted Luo’er’s perception of the Otherworld. When he first entered the Otherworld, it seemed primitive, with an outdated feudal system, inhumane trades, and rudimentary military technology. But the emergence of the airship had left him utterly stunned.

Even Earth, now in its fourth industrial revolution, didn’t yet have the technology to produce such gigantic airships. The concept of an airship was still confined to fantasy works.

Contrastingly, thirty years ago in the Otherworld, despite the fact the Otherworld Allied Army’s military technology was quite behind, the High-peak people had still managed to militarize the production of airships and integrate them into warfare. It must have been quite a shock for the Earth military personnel seeing an airship for the first time.

Watching the airship recede into the distance, Luo’er took a moment to catch his breath before getting up. Without Yila and her mother to slow him down, he moved a lot faster. Within two days, he had successfully exited the primitive forest and arrived on the west bank of the Ebia River.

There were roads laid out on both banks of the river. Luo’er followed the river upstream. If he remembered correctly, all he needed to do was follow the river, and he’d arrive at the front-line base of Masya.

Honestly, he was a little nervous. After wrecking havoc last time, he hadn’t been keeping up with the front-line troop’s movements and had no idea how they were doing. If he happened to run into any soldiers who recognized him, that would be troublesome.

But if his memory served him right, further upstream was a narrow bend where the Marsyans had built a stone bridge. Once he crossed the bridge, he’d be on the east bank, thus bypassing the front-line troops and Obus and heading straight for the Lining river.

As he approached the stone bridge, Luo’er found himself silently hoping he wouldn’t run into the Masya army. It was largely a mental battle; even though they were fighting for Melia, it was they who had sabotaged the front-line army and almost caused the downfall of Obus. Despite how calm Luo’er tried to appear, he always felt a ripple of panic at the sight of Masya’s soldiers.

Fortunately, the tension between the kingdom’s army and rebels had temporarily diffused following their last battle. Because of that, Luo’er managed to cross the stone bridge unscathed, albeit still somewhat on edge.

Having reached the East bank of the Ebia River, he just had to walk northeast for a day to reach the south bank of the Lining River. Following the upstream from the south bank, he would arrive at a village that was an essential pass to Ronisca. Inside the village was an inn run by the Blaiqi people, which was the rendezvous point for the advance team.

Calculating his time carefully, Luo’er finally arrived at the outskirts of the village on the fifteenth day. He could already see the inn across the river. Just thinking about meeting his teammates made the weary Luo’er breathe a sigh of relief.

Reflecting on the past half-month, it had been quite a journey. They had only taken a little over three days to reach central Masya from Yazhi City. Unexpectedly, it had taken them nearly two weeks to travel from the crash site to the rendezvous point. If the airboat had been hijacked, they might have already completed their mission in Helros.

It was truly ironic. It was his first time on an airboat, and all this chaos ensued. The Zhuyan people chose the worst possible time for their attack, just when they were all aboard the airboat. The result was a lose-lose situation with him being shot by a bullet.

At the thought of the bullet, Luo’er found himself subconsciously clutching his chest. The wound on his chest had healed, but the bullet was still lodged inside. Although it didn’t affect his movements, he knew he couldn’t leave it in there forever. He needed to find a chance to have it removed when he returned to the headquarters.

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