C50 Qiao Xiaoxiao Was Dreaming Again

Nightfall, around 1: 00 in the morning, a standard helicopter sailed across the sky.

The helicopter spiraled down from a certain air force base, and the huge propeller caused a huge gust of wind.

The wind stopped, and the man walked down from the cabin. He was dressed in a military uniform, and his figure was slender.

"sir!"

Beside the helicopter, a few leaders stood straight and saluted