From the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry to Hunting Sins and Becoming Saints

Chapter 103 Introductory Assessment

When the two young men saw Fu Que enter, they looked him up and down. Seeing that he was dressed simply and had nothing of value except for a Xiuchun knife mixed with a little bit of wind-breath sand ore, they disdainfully looked away.

The deep black ripples in Fu Que's eyes widened and disappeared in an instant, and he immediately lost interest in investigating further. Instead, he looked at the airship he was in with great interest.

This was the first time he had ever seen the level of technology in this extraordinary world. All the joints of the components on the airship's hull were outlined in a striking scarlet color, and there were no other features besides that.

The power unit, located at the stern of the airship, still consists of twelve cross-shaped propellers. The etched pipes and lines emit a slight temperature and occasionally emit specks of fluorescent light.

The airship is very spacious, with shock-absorbing and sound-absorbing blankets on the floor. The seats are circular, with the backs against the pillars on both sides of the bulkhead. The serrated iron rings form a kind of restraint similar to the cabin body.

Each circular seat can seat about four people, with a row of shelves in the middle for storing weapons and backpacks. There is still enough space to move around freely and even engage in close combat.

If Fu Que's guess is correct, this should be a small troop transport airship, designed to use the speed advantage of air travel to deploy elite squads to designated locations for rapid support or evacuation.

The resources and technology of the prefectural city are far superior to those of the county town. At least, Fu Que had never seen anyone in Gaoyang County with such a small airship.

Before long, the soldier brought a younger man onto the airship. This young man was just as unruly.

The soldier sat down in a seat, pressed a handle on the side of his leg, and a serrated iron ring instantly snapped shut, securing him firmly to the seat. Fu Que and the others did not hesitate and followed his example, sitting down one by one.

Just then, the hatch to the front cabin opened, revealing a huge, balding man with a mouth full of stained teeth: "Hold on tight, you cubs, we're in a hurry!"

A loud roar and vibrations rang out simultaneously. Even with soundproofing and vibration reduction, it was still deafening. The entire airship began to experience severe weightlessness, and then, as if gripped by an invisible hand, it was violently thrown into the air.

Fu Que and the others were firmly pressed into their seats. The vibrations and sudden acceleration made them feel nauseous and vomiting, and their hearts pounded uncontrollably. However, this feeling did not last long and soon calmed down.

Fu Que looked out the porthole and saw white clouds made of water vapor. In a short time, they had already traveled through the clouds high in the sky. This was the speed of a fighter jet among fighter jets.

That's fine, but the Mediterranean pilot seemed to be deliberately messing with them, even though the visibility was good, the wind was calm, and there were no distractions around.

But this Mediterranean pilot was like driving through a congested highway, suddenly accelerating, suddenly stopping, flipping in the air, climbing sharply, and descending abruptly. Every tactical maneuver was simple and brutal.

Fu Que could hear the airship he was sitting in making a groan of exhaustion. He felt his stomach churning violently. No matter how good a painter's physique was, psychological factors could not stop it.

The other three recruited young men performed even worse than Fu Que. Half an hour after the airship took off, they could no longer hold on, unable to maintain their pride and dignity, and vomited profusely.

Fu Que gritted his teeth and persevered, not because his physical or mental qualities were better than the other three young men.

It was entirely because Fu Que cheated using the Reality Perspective. He relied on the illusion of everything returning to stillness to adjust his posture as closely as possible to the movement of the airship, which was how he barely managed to avoid making a fool of himself.

As dusk fell, the airship rounded the branching Yuntai Prefecture City, and a body of water appeared before them—Qianbo Island.

The vast expanse of water and sky blends seamlessly, dotted with numerous islands. The sky, which should be home to waterbirds, is now completely empty.

Unlike the bustling waterways of the prefectural city, the waters here are more open, tranquil, and carry a desolate and empty atmosphere.

"Warning: You have entered the airspace control zone. Identify your information or you will be destroyed immediately."

A cold, emotionless female voice came from inside the airship.

But Fu Que and the others were busy adjusting their own state and had no time to pay attention to that.

The soldier, who had been silent since boarding the ship, looked up upon hearing this and said in a steady and powerful voice: "The sergeant major of the third squad of the tenth company of the Dragon Tiger Cavalry, has been ordered to bring back new blood. Please grant him the authority to conduct the assessment."

After about five breaths, the cold female voice replied again: "Information recognition successful, entered into the database. Please proceed to the tenth recognition zone for assessment and landing. The standard for airdrop is the white zone."

"Received, all done."

With the soldier's reply, the airship flew in one of the directions of the water. After about three minutes, the airship hovered again, and below it was a floating bridge made of iron chains that emerged from the water.

"You are currently about 1,500 meters away from the island's landing zone. I'll give you one minute to adjust. After that time, you must reach the island's landing zone within 20 minutes, no matter what method you use."

If you don't arrive within the allotted time, or if you exhaust yourself along the way and are unable to continue, it will be considered a failure of the trial. Regardless of who recommended you, you will all return the way you came. Do you understand what I mean?

Inside the hovering airship, the faint smiles on the soldiers' faces had vanished, replaced by a cold, indifferent expression.

He said he was asking Fu Que and the others what they thought, but the countdown had already begun the moment he finished speaking.

As the countdown ended, before Fu Que and the others could react, the hatch beneath them suddenly opened downwards, and they, along with the iron chairs they were sitting on, plummeted to the ground.

"Airborne operations, kids, this will be one of your main combat methods from now on. Get a feel for it."

The air was filled with the loud whooshing sound of something cutting through the air, and the faint sound of the Mediterranean captain's gloating laughter could be heard.

"Go to hell."

Fu Que gave the middle finger without any politeness, regardless of whether the other person could see it or understand it.

The scroll in his mind fluttered wildly, the howling wind in his ears turned into tamed air currents, and the iron chair that had become an iron cage cracked open the moment it hit the ground, releasing Fu Que from its restraints.

With his feet on the iron chain bridge, before Fu Que could react, the raging water surged against him, trying to push him backward.

Several angry curses rang out from the surrounding area, indicating that the other young people had also been hit by the water.

Since it concerned whether he could stay in the Yuntai Prefecture's Dragon and Tiger Cavalry, Fu Que dared not be careless. He immediately activated his True Sight to observe the direction and angle of the water flow, trying his best to avoid rather than forcefully advance against the water flow.