Bab 805: Chapter 668: Not So Simple

The helicopter flew between towering mountain ranges.

Gleaning knowledge from paper ultimately feels superficial, and recognizing people from pictures turns out to be futile.

Although the satellite map had been studied over and over, without setting foot on the ground to take a look, it was impossible to form a correct understanding of Matterhorn.

Over four thousand meters in altitude, it stood like a spike piercing the sky, just looking at it was intimidating—Asamov actually intended to climb up and then jump down, he truly seemed ignorant of what death means.

There were two pilots on the helicopter, and five people—Gao Guang, Laura, David, Yuan Zheng, and Patrick.

Close reconnaissance was out of the question, even though tourist helicopters often flew in the area, lowering to a dangerous altitude and then staring intently at a very secluded cabin was likely to spook the quarry.