"Command..." The eight people hesitated, not carrying communication equipment?

"Strictly execute the order, no doubts allowed," Ye Hao said domineeringly.

"Yes!"

The eight of them simultaneously discarded their communication equipment, and at this moment, Dong Fang, who had been driven away by Ye Hao, said disdainfully, "This is complete nonsense, how can they contact their teammates without communication equipment?"

Ye Hao didn't even glance at her and issued a direct order, "Check the equipment immediately, and if everything is ready, board the plane and depart."

"Ready."

"Good, let's go." After speaking, Ye Hao led them onto the plane. He felt quite anxious inside, as according to the current situation, there had been no news from the first batch of people, led by Xu Shaoyuan.

And the second batch had been there for a day and night, yet no information had been received after they reached Antarctica either.

"Thud thud thud!"

Ye Hao led eight people aboard the plane and then took out a map of Thurston Island to examine.

When he saw the map covered in blank white, he realized there wasn't much to see, as Thurston Island was an ice island covered entirely in ice, with a layer at least over ten meters thick. Although it's not the central area of Antarctica, temperatures are still dozens of degrees below zero.

In such weather, it's extremely difficult to survive without adequate heating or an oxygen tank.

The air you breathe in this weather is below freezing, and the instant it enters your throat, it numbs the throat and stomach completely.

It's like an anesthetic; once it touches you, the pain vanishes.

If the human body continues in this state for long, death is inevitable.

"General Commander, here are the details and communications from the first two batches of team members."

Ye Hao glanced over briefly, but then ignored it, as there was no valuable intel and reading it would just be a waste of time.

"Take off!" Ye Hao instructed the pilot in the main cockpit.

The pilot nodded, and the plane began to move slowly.

Below, Yip Man, Zhong Xiu, and others saluted uniformly. They regarded Ye Hao as the lifeline for the first and second batch of people and could only rely on him.

Of course! They could also deploy a trump card, but this would turn Team A's honor into a joke.

After all, other countries send their elite mystery combat teams, while Huaxia has to send top-notch experts; it wouldn't sound good if word got out.

The plane ascended slowly. Once at high altitude, Ye Hao ordered, "Everyone forcibly enter sleep mode. No matter what happens, fall asleep because there will be no sleep on Thurston Island."

"Yes!"

The eight responded in unison.

At this moment, Ye Hao also pretended to sleep, but in reality, he was entering the eighth-generation system's training simulation.

Recently, Ye Hao had been entering the eighth-generation system every day to train because he kept feeling uneasy, though he wasn't sure where the trouble was coming from.

If this pressure was from the Luo Family's Luo Tian, Ye Hao wasn't very worried, as he couldn't possibly stay in the country every day and would always be traveling.

Even though Luo Tian might have surpassed the twelfth dan of National Martial Arts, it wasn't possible for him to follow Ye Hao everywhere.

What Ye Hao worried about most were Lin Ruyu and Su Qing, or perhaps Fang Ni.

It's true they are too fragile, plus with Lin Tian's business expanding, and the Su Family's official positions rising higher, those wishing to target them would increase.

Ye Hao aimed for a breakthrough; achieving the next level would boost his confidence slightly.

"Qianqian, how long until my J-level (sixth dan in National Martial Arts) strength can break through to I-level?" Ye Hao asked in the space, setting the target as the annoying Bai Lin, swapping to other antagonistic figures occasionally for sparring.

Qianqian floated beside him, "Master, you are close to reaching I-level, but you lack a form of tempering."

"What form of tempering?" Ye Hao asked, puzzled.

"Something that stimulates your anger or joy to push you into National Martial Arts I-level," Qianqian smiled.

"Alright!" Ye Hao sighed helplessly and then attacked his virtual opponents. Although it felt remarkably real in the space, he clenched his teeth in pain when hit by them.

Time flew by, and they had been in enforced sleep for twenty-one hours already.

At this moment, the pilot opened the speaker and said, "We're approaching Thurston Island, prepare your equipment."

Ye Hao woke up upon hearing this and instructed them to bring the heating bags. Although he had brought a large number of oxygen tanks and heating bags in his ring, these were meant for prolonged battles, so there was no need to take them out at the beginning.

The plane landed on the flat ice layer of Thurston Island.

On the plane, Ye Hao said, "Put on the white fur coats, make sure to fasten the hats tightly. If the opponent lies in ambush to target Huaxia people, they could be shot in the head..."

Ye Hao's words finally made Jiajia and Shuirou understand why he had them cut their hair.

Because Ye Hao feared their long hair, making them easy targets for a hidden enemy to snipe from the shadows...

What a dangerous scenario! Thinking about it now, they felt fortunate that Ye Hao was a battle-experienced commander; otherwise, with their half-baked combat experience, they could've been shot dead without knowing how it happened.

"Boss, we are ready." Here, they didn't call Ye Hao 'commander,' but rather used their individual call signs.

"Once ready, depart. All exit the aircraft and immediately infiltrate the snow, staying stationary for half an hour," Ye Hao instructed before leaping off first.

They all followed Ye Hao and jumped down.

After they all got off, the plane ascended again. It was only responsible for delivering supplies or supporting warriors, and not directly involved in combat.

In the snowy terrain, although there was an ice layer beneath, temperatures of dozens of degrees below zero weren't extremely cold. If it were around zero degrees, it would be chilling to the bone.

This is an example of extremes opposing themselves; when it dropped to tens of degrees below zero, it felt similar to just a few degrees.

But at exactly zero degrees, it was naturally the coldest it could be.

After half an hour of lying in wait, Ye Hao remained motionless, while the two women's delicate bodies slightly trembled. Even wearing warm and cold-resistant clothing, the weather caused them to shiver.

The Wine Saint and others lay silently, biting their teeth, fearing they might get shot at right after disembarking.

In reality, no one was hiding... One could say, within six hundred meters, there was no sign of anyone.

The reason Ye Hao made them lie in the snow for half an hour was primarily to get them acclimated to the environment as soon as possible; otherwise, they might not react promptly if something happened.

"Alright, get up!" At this point, Ye Hao jumped up, stretched, and said.

Dongfang Jiajia was startled, rushing forward to grab Ye Hao's pants and whisper, "Are you crazy?"

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