Time and Space Management Bureau: Live broadcast with Dingliu in the end of the world

He called Wu Wei over to take a look and pointed to the location markers on the map indicating the location of Leng Yuexiu's main force.

"Look, it would be impossible to get here from here at a normal speed. It seems that the boss is pushing himself again. This kind of mountainous terrain is child's play for him."

He checked the time and guessed, "If nothing unexpected happens, we should be able to meet up in about three hours."

Wu Wei was taken aback. He was about to cheerfully praise Grey for being so optimistic when he paused, "Wait, a three-hour journey, isn't that near Wolf Valley?"

After saying that, he belatedly realized, "A terrible incident just happened over there last week. We can't let them get close."

Gray sighed heavily, "Speaking of this gives me a headache. The newly appointed Wolf King is not easy to deal with. If I could settle things with my fists, I would have beaten it into submission. Tsk, I have no choice."

He called Wu Wei over to look at the map on the microcomputer, tapped a few times with his finger to draw an area, and said, "What do you think about having the boss and the others set up camp in this area?"

After examining the terrain, Wu Wei zoomed in on his handheld device. "Brother Gray, this won't work. This area is classified as a reptile zone, with large wetlands."

"We released the crocodile and python because the environment was suitable."

"Are they letting them camp here to feed the crocodiles? Have you forgotten that the brain-dead zookeeper of this crocodile island released 50 Nile crocodiles?"

Gray was extremely annoyed. He hadn't expected the captain and his team to be so fast. If they hadn't been informed in advance, they might have accidentally wandered into some animals' territory, which would have caused a lot of trouble.

He pointed to an area closer to them than the wetlands, "We can't keep them waiting here. At their speed, they could probably get here in less than two hours."

Wu Wei's eyes lit up. "I think this place is a good option. There are quite a few wild boars here, so the threat is much weaker compared to other places."

Hui could already picture Leng Yuexiu's serious expression.

He shook his head. "No, let's book it on the edge of the wetlands."

He quickly marked out an area and synchronized the data to his wristband, then sent Lan Yu to deliver the message.

Wu Wei pulled out a prepared gun sling, made of crocodile skin, with four "Seventh War Zone Special Edition Desert Eagles" hanging on it, equipped with ".44 custom armor-piercing rounds", and eight magazines on it.

He waved to Lan Yu, "Can this little guy carry you?"

Gray scoffed dismissively, "You have to carry it even if you can't. You were fast enough to run, but you didn't even have time to equip yourself."

Lan Yu protested, dissatisfied, "For this job, I need five super-nutritious pills, or I won't do it!"

Hui took the gun sling from Wu Wei, skillfully slung it diagonally over Lan Yu's body, and locked the buckle.

"Three for the price, no bargaining. It's such a short distance, you'll make a killing if you fly straight."

He patted Lan Yu's wings. "After you deliver the weapons, don't rush back. Take them to the designated location. The wristband will vibrate three times. Tell them to find a safe place to camp and wait for us. Understand?"

"If they have a message to deliver, then come back to us."

"Once the distance is shortened to a point where the signal can be received, you won't need to be a carrier pigeon."

Lan Yu's feet sank under the weight, and she let out a wail, "They're going to crush Lan Lan to death, I can't fly anymore."

Without a word, Gray stroked its crest with its finger. "Good boy, we're in a hurry. Right now, that's all the value you have. Are you sure you don't want to give it a try?"

“If you have no value, we won’t keep you. Think it over carefully.”

With a long face, Lan Yu turned to Wu Wei and said, "Hey, have a couple of almonds."

Wu Wei rolled his eyes. "You're being picky. These are hazelnuts we just brought back last night. Take them or leave them."

He pulled out a handful of five large raw hazelnuts, which Lan Yu readily accepted. He cracked the hazelnuts incredibly fast, finishing them in less than thirty seconds.

It flapped its wings and shook them violently a few times before slowly taking off, showing that the weight was indeed having some effect on it.

However, once the wings are fully extended and an updraft is generated, the flight dynamics become much more stable.

Hui snapped the miniature computer on his arm shut and said to Wu Wei, "Let's go, hurry up and get going."

Wu Wei put his personal terminal back into the side pocket of his combat backpack, opened a stick that looked like an artemisia argyi stick, lit it, and wisps of smoke rose up. He then stuffed it into a matching metal tube slot, fastened it to his backpack, and quickly followed Hui's steps.

It's a scent that soothes plants and animals, minimizing the spread of human odor to prevent wary animals from perceiving it as a provocation and launching an attack.

Gray is capable of communicating with them, but communication always takes time. If you are suddenly attacked, there is no time to communicate, so it's all for nothing.

In the past, when the two brothers went to different animal habitats, they would enter slowly to reduce the risk.

Unlike now, where people just rush on without saying a word.

The current approach, which involves trespassing into their territory, is bound to anger them.

Therefore, they specially brought enough incense sticks made of requiem herbs to minimize the occurrence of conflict.

When Lan Yu finally found Leng Yuexiu and his group, they had already left the temporary lunch break area.

Lan Yu cursed his bad luck under his breath and turned around to look for their trail.

With the scattered tree canopies providing cover, Lan Yu hadn't seen them at all on the way here.

It was turning around and searching around when it sensed a sense of crisis from above. It changed its flight path and came to an abrupt stop. After a reversible pendulum swing, it spiraled down.

Blue Feather's evasion was extreme enough, but the weight of the four special edition Desert Eagles and eight full magazines of custom bullets still affected its performance.

A peregrine falcon of similar size to Blue Feather attacked it.

Blue Feather was so anxious that she didn't even have time to yell or curse, so she had no choice but to fly at low altitude in an attempt to disrupt the peregrine falcon's attack route.

Bird enthusiasts may know that peregrine falcons attack without any rhyme or reason, relying on their extremely high speed to overwhelm birds flying at low speeds.

Just like when a speeding car on a highway crashes into a slow-moving car, the one that gets hit usually doesn't survive.

In the past, Lan Yu had encountered peregrine falcons or eagles when patrolling and surveying data in this mountainous area, so he was quite experienced in dealing with this.

It was because it was carrying a heavy load and searching for people that its flight speed slowed down, which is why it was targeted.

On Lan Yu's back, where it touched the gun sling, there was a cut. The delicate and neat velvet blue feathers were now disheveled, and there were traces of blood at the base of the feathers.

It chooses to fly under the interlacing tree canopy, avoiding this area, so that the peregrine falcon loses its target in the short term.

Blue Feather burrowed into the lower atmosphere, observing its surroundings with even greater vigilance, and making maximum use of its sense of smell.

It wouldn't be good if I were spotted by a lynx or a python hiding in the treetops right now.

It flapped its wings faster and burst out from under the tree canopy, following the trail it had glimpsed in a fleeting moment, and pursued it down another path.

The sound of something cutting through the air drew near again, and Blue Feather was also provoked. The moment the opponent got close, she took the initiative and spun her wings to peck at the opponent's throat.