The four helicopters started to approach them. When they were about two kilometres away, Xia Lei caught sight of the logo displayed on the LCH military helicopter. It was India’s elite counter-terrorist sixty-two Air Force Assault Team. It didn’t take long for him to be able to see the armed forces piloting the aircraft. The nearest military helicopter had two of the Special Forces from the elite team. The two behind were carrying armed personnel dressed in black. There was no indication of their identity but from their face and physique, it wasn’t difficult to deduce that they were Japanese. With that being said, the passengers on the two helicopters sandwiched between the more advanced aircraft were from the Hattori clan. The Chinook aircraft in the very back had its hatch tightly shut. Xia Lei could only catch glimpses of the pilot, who was dressed in the sixty-two Air Force Assault Team’s uniform. 

“It’s the Indian counter-terrorist troupe!” Xia Lei whispered harshly into the transmitter.

“Fucking hell!” Anjum Khan yelled. “They’re usually slow...