What Happens in Chapter 1277 – From the Book My Waste Husband
Dive into Chapter 1277, a pivotal chapter in My Waste Husband, written by Adela. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Romance fiction.
The old pickup truck drove out of the town.
Outside the town was a long, desolate road. On both sides of the road were walls, mounds of earth could be seen. The pickup truck had been abandoned by the roadside in the town. With such a huge incident that had occurred in the town back then, anyone who had paid attention could easily start a search for the people who fled in the pickup truck.
The members of the Nine Fatale had already planned out their escape routes. Three simple gliders were hidden behind one of the mounds of earth.
"The town is built on a mountain. There is a slope right ahead to allow for a glider to take off. After leaving from there, we'd be at a private airport, which usually provides for a few civilian planes. Most of the time, they have no routes." The short-haired lady pushed a simple glider out from the mound. Gliders of this sort could only carry two people at most. "Although its route of flight may not be able to take us too far, it could still take us to the edge of Berlin, then I will accompany you to Sosasmo and help you find a way into Radiant Island."
"Thank you." Henry nodded.
All of them had undergone enough training, so no one needed to be taught how to use the glider. They had a total of six people, so they teamed up in groups of two, and sped down the slope with the glider.
Half an hour later, the group of six arrived at the private airport that was mentioned earlier by the short- haired lady. The airport was extremely simple, small helicopters were parked there, and even the runway used by planes was underutilised.
Those helicopters were also very old-fashioned. Several workers walked around lazily in the airport and carried out some maintenance work on the helicopters that looked like they were about to fall apart anytime.
Henry and the other five squeezed into a small helicopter. In this airport, nobody cared about your background. As long as you paid them enough, they would allow you park there and fill up your aircraft.
The six of them did not need to find a pilot. Excluding the blonde, every one of them had gone through such training.
One member of the Nine Fatale took the role of a pilot, while the other five sat in the cabin and rested. They were safe for the time being.
The captain began checking the equipment on his back.
"Oh, by the way." Henry said as he watched the captain in the middle of his actions, "I took two bags of explosives from you. I didn't tell you about it back then. You should count it in the losses of the war."
The captain was stunned and asked, "When did you take it?"
"The night before your mission, I didn't have any equipment, so I had to borrow some from you." Henry said.
The middle-aged captain gulped. Back then when he first met Henry, he never took him seriously at all, even up to before they got on the aircraft. The captain did not have any good feelings about Henry. He was grateful that he had helped them, but he still could not accept him.
However, now, the captain looked at Henry under a completely different light. Henry's observation skills were horrifyingly sharp, as were his skills. The captain was completely unaware that his equipment had been taken away by him. If the enemy had been Henry, the captain would have been killed before he could realise anything.
The captain opened his mouth to ask something, but upon seeing that Henry had closed his eyes, he could only swallow his words.
The violent sounds from the propeller made it impossible for them to fall asleep in the cabin, but their flight did not last long. After an hour, they had arrived at the edge of Berlin.
After arriving here, the
team disbanded temporarily.
The captain accompanied the blonde lady back for treatment, while the short-haired lady headed to the Sosasmo desert with Henry.
Henry could also guess what the situation on Radiant Island would be like. The Recluse Association was very certain that his trump card lay within the City of Hell. Their men were very possibly scattered all over Radiant Island.
The plane's doors closed shut, and the plane was ready for takeoff.
Henry, who leaned into his seat, suddenly said, "By the way, have you ever heard of the Dark Island?"
"Dark Island?" Li, who had her eyes closed, showed a puzzled look on her face. "I've never heard of it. Who dares to use this name? Does this clearly mean that they are against Radiant Island?"
Henry shook his head and said, "It's just a question. I just once heard somebody mention it."
"It's impossible for such organisation to exist." Li replied confident.
Henry did not say anything else. It seemed that Alvin Tsu and his organisation have yet to carry out any big plans.
The flight took a little longer this time, so Henry was able to rest better. After the plane had successfully taken off, Henry also closed his eyes and fell asleep. He had not recovered fully, and was still unable to use his Qi. There was nothing he could do about it as the exhaustion of Qi back then in the Recluse World was too great.
When the plane had landed, Henry opened his eyes to the broadcast of the plane and looked out the window beside him. Darkness had fallen completely outside.
He had finally arrived at his destination.
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