20: Chapter 20 The Yandere School Beauty Protects Her Husband: One More Look and I'll Scatter Your Ashes!

[Transaction Successful!]

Three golden-yellow paper boxes appeared out of thin air on the table in the Captain's cabin.

Yu Feng tore open the packaging and pressed thirty 9mm rounds one by one into the magazine of his Beretta 92F.

With the crisp sound of metal clips, this cold weapon, which could originally only serve as a fire poker, finally regained its proper lethal deterrent power.

"Where did you get the bullets? Paid question." Yu Feng held the gun and opened Shen Tiantian's private chat interface again.

"One portion of Universal Fuel in exchange for your information."

The other side remained silent for a full minute.

In this frozen world where even staying warm was a luxury, the temptation of 50 liters of Universal Fuel was simply impossible to refuse.

"Coordinates (1024, 455)." Shen Tiantian replied extremely quickly.

"It's an abandoned aerial base suspended in the clouds.

I picked up a few stray ammo crates on the perimeter.

There are a lot of black metal plates and munitions inside, but I did not dare go in.

It is an eagle's nest, occupied by a 3rd-tier Frost Giant Eagle with an outrageously large size, along with over a hundred 2nd-tier Mutated Giant Eagles."

Yu Feng stared at the coordinates, his fingers tapping lightly on the control stick.

A 3rd-tier Frost Giant Eagle and over a hundred 2nd-tier mutants.

This intelligence contained a triple-layered lethal hidden danger.

First, Shen Tiantian might have concealed the true number of enemies for the sake of the fuel; second, it was impossible that the major guilds had not set their sights on such a big piece of fat; third, this was highly likely a bait trap.

But risk is always proportional to reward.

The 1500 pieces of refined steel required to upgrade to a Level 4 airliner and that deadly 3rd-tier core—relying on blind flying and crashing around in the sky alone, he would not be able to gather them in a month.

Do it.

Yu Feng opened the Regional Channel and directly posted a pinned acquisition message.

[High-quality Eagle Meat, Universal Fuel. Buying large quantities of military-grade bombs, C4 explosives, AK47s, and fully automatic rifles. DM with price, do not bother if you are selling junk.]

To take down the lair of a 3rd-tier monster, relying solely on the Tang saber and the meat-grinding serrations on the wings was obviously not safe enough.

He had to stockpile enough heavy firepower just in case.

After setting the autopilot route, the Lv.3 Heavy Assault Airliner drew a huge arc in the sky at an altitude of three thousand meters, speeding rapidly toward the coordinates.

Two hours later.

Radar showed it was five hundred kilometers away from the abandoned aerial base.

A vast, abandoned temporary airport appeared on the wilderness ahead.

"Prepare for landing." Yu Feng pressed the broadcast button.

"Docking for one hour to rest.

Teacher Liu, take people to count the logistics cabin supplies."

The massive dark-black airliner cut through the airflow and landed steadily on the weed-covered concrete runway.

The refined steel serrations on the edges of the wings stopped rotating.

Yu Feng pushed open the cabin door and jumped off the plane, carrying his Tang saber.

The bone-chilling cold wind mixed with snow flurries rushed toward him.

The six thick alloy ramming spikes on the nose of the plane were still hung with the severed limbs and remains left behind from crashing into the giant eagles earlier; the black blood had frozen into disgusting icicles in the low temperature.

If not cleaned in time, this foul stench would seep into the cabin through the ventilation ducts.

Yu Feng walked to the front of the plane, flipped his blade, and neatly chipped away those frozen chunks of meat.

Just as he finished cleaning two of the ramming spikes, the radar warning device suddenly emitted a short beep.

In mid-air, a dilapidated Level 1 medium-sized civil airliner broke through the clouds, wobbling.

Its right engine was emitting thick black smoke, sparks flew violently as it rubbed against the runway during landing, and it stopped in an extremely sorry state two hundred meters away from Yu Feng.

The cabin door opened with difficulty.

A dozen sallow, emaciated men wrapped in tattered cotton jackets scrambled out.

The man in the lead had shifty eyes and was named Zhang Biao.

Just as he stood steady, he looked up and saw Yu Feng's behemoth.

Dark-black composite armor, six alloy ramming spikes stained with minced meat, the fuselage exuded an extremely violent aura of slaughter from top to bottom.

Worst of all, through the bulletproof glass, one could vaguely see the bright, warm light emanating from the cabin and the silhouettes of several enchanting women.

Zhang Biao's eyes lit up instantly, and greedy flames danced wildly in his eyes.

He rubbed his hands, put on an extremely fawning smile, and hurried over with a few brothers.

"Oh, Big Brother! Your plane is truly domineering!" Zhang Biao stopped ten meters away from Yu Feng, nodding and bowing.

"Big Brother, I am a mechanic by trade.

Seeing that your ramming spikes are dirty, it must be a hassle to clean them alone.

How about I bring my brothers to wipe them for you? You just need to spare us some food.

We have over a dozen people, we know technology, and we can help you stand guard at critical moments. We are definitely useful!"

The dozen men spread out in a semi-enclosure, their eyes fixed tightly on the blood-stained Tang saber in Yu Feng's hand and the open, warm cabin.

Yu Feng had seen too many of these schemes where people used the excuse of working to board and then usurp the nest during his few days on the Desolate Continent.

Yu Feng did not even lift his eyelids.

With a flick of his wrist, he spun the Tang saber in the air, shaking the ice shards off the blade.

"Get lost."

A cold word, leaving no room for negotiation.

Zhang Biao's face stiffened, and his fawning smile instantly froze.

Relying on the fact that he had more people behind him, he took a small step forward, his tone carrying a hint of threat:

"Brother, do not be so heartless.

Out here in the wilderness, having more people means more options.

You are guarding such a big plane alone; if you encounter a monster swarm, you will not even have anyone to swap shifts with.

We have fifteen brothers…"

Before he could finish.

A light sound of footsteps came from the heavy cabin door of the airliner.

Su Nian was barefoot, her white feet stepping on the boarding ladder.

She was wearing only that pink lace lingerie, with a men's jacket thrown casually over it.

That proud 36D bust trembled slightly with her movements, exuding a lethal temptation in the extreme cold wind.

"Brother Yu Feng, what kind of flies are so noisy outside?" Su Nian rested her hands on the railing, her big eyes full of impatience.

Zhang Biao and the dozen men behind him stared, swallowing hard.

In this kind of ghost place where people could not even eat their fill, there was actually someone who raised a top-tier woman to be so plump and white, and dressed so scantily!

"What are you looking at?" Su Nian's gaze dropped to freezing point instantly, and the pathological murderous intent in her eyes erupted suddenly.

She swung her right hand violently.

The air twisted violently, and a crimson fireball larger than a soccer ball condensed out of thin air, whistling as it tore through the air, and smashed with pinpoint accuracy onto the concrete ground less than half a meter in front of Zhang Biao.

"Boom—!"

A violent, high-temperature heatwave surged into the sky.

Debris mixed with scorched earth exploded like shotgun pellets.

Zhang Biao and the others let out a scream, were directly blown away by the terrifying shockwave, and fell heavily into the mud.

A few who were close had their hair and eyebrows instantly burned off, and a disgusting stench of charred flesh emanated from their bodies.

"Take one more look, and I will burn your eyeballs to a crisp." Su Nian looked down at them from above, a ball of fire dancing on her fingertips again. "Get out of here!"

Faced with such a terrifying existence capable of releasing high-level magic out of thin air, the dozen grown men were scared out of their wits.

Zhang Biao scrambled to get up, not daring to let out a fart, and fled back to that broken civil airliner like a madman with his people.

Yu Feng put the Tang saber back into his spatial inventory, stepped onto the boarding ladder, and pinched Su Nian's slender waist: "Well done."

Su Nian immediately put on that obedient and pure smile, pressing her whole body into Yu Feng's arms:

"That goes without saying, no one is allowed to disturb Brother Yu Feng's rest."

Two hundred meters away.

Zhang Biao hid behind the landing gear of the broken plane, watching the cabin door of the heavy assault airliner close slowly, the fear in his eyes completely swallowed by venomous hatred.

"Damn it… hogging such a good plane all by himself, and keeping such a top-tier woman!" Zhang Biao gritted his teeth, punching the tire hard.

"If I cannot kill you, someone else can!"

He quickly opened the virtual panel, skillfully clicked on a pinned guild recruitment post in the Regional Channel, and found the private chat avatar of one of the people in charge.

Jiang Zhou, Captain of the Third Squadron of the Di Sha Alliance.

"Brother Jiang! It is me, Zhang Biao! I have found a super fat sheep!" Zhang Biao's fingers tapped madly on the keyboard.

"A heavy assault airliner upgraded to Lv.3! It is full of top-tier women and high-level supplies! And there is only one guy guarding it! It is currently parked at the abandoned airport at coordinates (955, 312)!"

Less than ten seconds after the message was sent, the other party replied.

"Have you verified the number of people? Just one guy?"

"Absolutely! That kid is very arrogant, he does not even have a deputy, relying entirely on a woman who can throw fireballs to hold the fort! Brother Jiang, give me 20 portions of Universal Fuel, and this intel is yours!"

On the other side of the panel, Jiang Zhou of the Di Sha Alliance looked at the coordinates on the radar less than one hundred kilometers away from him, a cruel sneer curling up on the corner of his mouth.

"The fuel will be transferred to you immediately."

"Keep an eye on him. The Di Sha Alliance's High-Altitude Hunting Team will arrive in twenty minutes."