On the coastline, Xu Jing stared intently at the surveillance footage. When she saw the screen covered in smoke, her face changed dramatically: "Smoke bomb? How will this land?"
"Forced landing," Liang Qiu replied. "They don't care about casualties. On the contrary, they want to use the aircraft's descent to take everyone down."
Soon, the plane landed in the smoke, and faint blood splatters emerged among the white smoke. The roar of the massive engines covered the screams.
Even someone as tough as Xu Jing was shaken by the scene.
She stood up, looking at the scene in horror, covering her mouth to stop herself from yelling.
"He won't die," Liang Qiu said softly. Commander Xu and Xu Yanbo are chess pieces, even when placed on the board.
Xu Jing spoke hoarsely: "They're too ruthless..."
"That's a battlefield. An evil battlefield."
The monitoring equipment was installed on the plane, unable to see inside the house. Xu Jing anxiously waited.
