The shriek of the Hellfire missile tearing through the air was the countdown to death.
Song Heping could even feel the oppressive force of the Grim Reaper speeding behind him.
There was no time to think; in this critical moment, his body instinctively reacted—the muscles in his legs fired, launching himself towards the deep, dried-up trench ahead of the rocky shore, exhausting every last ounce of strength he had!
The world in his vision tilted and churned violently.
The coarse ground of the rocky shore scraped against his cheek, leaving a burning pain.
He landed heavily into the trench, crashing into the pebbled bottom, the impact causing his vision to darken and a splitting pain to shoot through an old leg injury, nearly suffocating him.
Curling up tightly, he clung to his head, pressing himself into the deepest shadows of the trench wall.
Now, it was a gamble for life!
BOOM——!!!
A violent wave of sound and scorching airflow slammed down above the trench!
