At the end of the runway is an isolation door used to block flames and toxic gases produced after the fuel burns. If closed, this underground runway would immediately separate from the real underground hangar.
However, Chen Jian and his team's luck was good; the isolation door was in the open state.
After passing through the door, the real "hangar" was exposed to the group.
But now, the hangar looked more like an airplane graveyard than a hangar.
In the damp air, a large amount of moss densely covered the parked aircraft bodies. Light-loving pill bugs crawled among them, occasionally giant insects could be seen quickly scurrying across the ground before burrowing into the gaps of the aircraft wreckage.
Those colossal creations that once soared through the skies were buried deep here, turning into decaying "sculptures."
Chen Jian couldn't help but feel a chill up his spine. He even felt like he was in an ancient tomb.
Only, the things buried here never had life.
