The roar of the fighter jets was getting closer and closer.
Clearly, they were rapidly pursuing.
Chen Shouyi, who had just returned from the brink of death, looked up and almost couldn't catch his breath, feeling so frustrated he almost vomited blood.
Of all times, why now!
He quickly struggled to stand up, and even the wounds that had just started to heal began to tear, but Chen Shouyi didn't care at all, staggering, and using all his strength to escape.
This is no joke; these jets aren't here for reconnaissance, but to bring destruction, possibly even carrying nuclear bombs.
If he doesn't run now, he won't have another chance to run.
Seconds later, the leading fighter jet began to dive from high altitude, producing a heart-stopping roar.
Chen Shouyi couldn't help but look back out of curiosity, his scalp tingling, and hurriedly dragged his heavily injured body to quicken his pace.
"Boom!"
