The fighter jets of Yalan’s army were inferior to the rebels’. Shooting down ten jets in a battle could earn a pilot the title of ace, but she had managed to down several in a short span of ti.
The next scene was even more shocking. Her fighter jet plunged directly into the densest combat zone without a scratch, as if she were in an uninhabited territory. anwhile, the jets that attempted to attack her not only failed but were also continuously shot down.
Like kites in the sky, their strings cut by an invisible knife, they plumted!
This bizarre occurrence made the rebel’s chief commander feel sothing was wrong. With dozens of jets downed in succession, this couldn’t continue. With unclear enemy situation, it was ti to retreat!
He hurriedly issued a full-channel communication, ordering his soldiers to retreat.
This intense battle ended amidst such inexplicable circumstances.
Jun Yiyi couldn’t care less; as soon as the rebels retreated, she imdiately landed in a vacant area of the town and rushed forward holding a small ball of fur.
Once inside, she ran to the seaside villa only to find it already ablaze, flas leaping up to the sky. She was dumbfounded.
Calling out Du Le and his wife’s nas loudly, but there was no response from inside.
She couldn’t help but panic. Did Du Le and his wife escape? They should have escaped, given the blaze, they should have noticed early on.
The little fur ball in her arms suddenly leaped out, barking urgently, and dashed inside.
Jun Yiyi was startled, hastily chasing after it.
When she reached the courtyard, choking smoke made her cough uncontrollably and almost faint, while the little fur ball had already disappeared.
She pushed through the smoke trying to rush inside, but saw the little fur ball had already run out, clamping a small box in its mouth.
Jun Yiyi didn’t know what it was, hurriedly picked it up.
"What are you doing here? Get out quickly, it’s going to explode!" An anxious voice ca, surprising Jun Yiyi because it was coming from the communicator — Mist White!
Jun Yiyi was stunned but saw a figure rushing in, grabbing her and running outside.
After a few steps, a loud bang behind them brought a trendous heat wave rolling in.
They were both sent flying out.
Jun Yiyi landed on the beach, a person pressing down on her, thick blood dripping onto her neck and she frantically turned over, anxiously propping up the man called Mist White, deeply worried.
"Are you okay? You’re not hurt, right?" In the last mont, he had shielded her, holding her and diving out.
Mist White’s head was a bit dazed, supporting his forehead, it took him a mont to recover. His forehead bled from a bump, shaking his head: "I’m fine."
"But your back has a big hole from the explosion," Jun Yiyi couldn’t stop worrying.
"It’s alright, I’m wearing protective gear, not hurt."
Only then did Jun Yiyi breathe a sigh of relief, looking at his face stained with dust, black and white, although she couldn’t clearly see his features, the contour was still profound and handso, especially his eyes, like the ocean, deep and profound, thick sky blue, clear and spotless, as soft and warm as water.
Jun Yiyi felt a stirring in her heart, a subtle tension.
"Thank you for saving ."
"I should thank you for saving ." Mist White sat on the sand, quietly smiling at her.
"What are you saying, I don’t understand." Jun Yiyi began to feign ignorance. She didn’t want to admit it, because she had stolen soone’s identification to steal the fighter jet, now caught, revealing her identity wouldn’t be good news. Military discipline was stringent; riting one thing, breaking the law another.
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