The aide-de-camp worked nimbly on a tablet computer, fingers moving across it with agility.
On the tablet, the area of the transfer portal above Meishan Mountain, which had long since been entered into the Military Department's database as a special coordinate, was marked in red.
The miniature missile system locked onto that coordinate, and the moment Chu Tianxing's voice to fire rang out, the aide-de-camp tapped the launch interface.
The satellite missile icon moved rapidly along the coordinates towards the target. Simultaneously, a miniature missile was fired from beneath the medium-large military helicopter.
The three-meter-seven-eight long missile tore through the void, flying toward the high altitude of Meishan Mountain at an astonishing speed, the sharp sound of it breaking the air the only thing audible in the sky above the mountain.
