"Two thousand five hundred meters, the captain can't go any lower!" Liu Mingfeng said worriedly to Tang Lie.
"Crack..." A bolt of lightning streaked across the distant sky, a silver snake, destructive and apocalyptic, cutting through the void, tearing the heavens.
Liu Mingfeng's face turned pale. If this lightning struck in the vicinity of the plane, there would be no chance of survival for the aircraft.
"All or nothing!" Tang Lie gritted his teeth, cursing as he maneuvered the control stick, guiding the plane to descend slowly.
Two thousand meters—
One thousand five hundred meters—
One thousand meters—
The ground below was now clearly visible.
"The captain can't go any lower!" Liu Mingfeng shouted anxiously.
"I know!" Tang Lie yelled, and at that moment, both of their foreheads were drenched in sweat, but they did not relax, staring intently ahead. This was the most perilous moment; a slight misstep could lead to a catastrophic disaster.
