The cabin door was deformed and cracked. An Zhe tried his best to push the door of the engine room open and a human body rolled out. He was wearing the dark blue uniform of a military pilot and was covered in blood with his eyes tightly closed. An Zhe leaned down and carefully tested his breath.

He was dead. He climbed into the cockpit and saw another man who died in the seat of the cockpit. An Zhe went in and saw the cabin and weapons cabin behind it. He thought that the two people in front had no breath and couldn’t be saved, but maybe he could find some materials here.

Thus, he went into the back compartment. The next moment, he was completely frozen. In front of him was a man—motionless with his head resting against the back of the front seat. An Zhe was about to stop breathing. He quickly hurried over and raised the man’s upper body to see the face.

This was Lu Feng. Lu Feng was also dead. An Zhe completely couldn’t describe his mood at this moment. Lu Feng… he was dead? He had no time to think about why Lu Feng was here and could only test this person’s breath in a trembling manner.

The next mood, his mood was full of ups and downs. Lu Feng was breathing. This cabin was in good condition, the fastened seatbelt had prevented dealt and Lu Feng hadn’t been hit by anything. He must’ve just passed out from the crash.

In the small space, there was a burning smell everywhere and a plume of smoke came from the cockpit. He knew they couldn’t stay in this place for long.

Lu Feng’s gun was hanging from his waist. An Zhe took it and pulled Lu Feng up, raising this man’s arm over his shoulder and trying to move him out of here.

However, it wasn’t too hard for him to move. The space between the seat and the front wall was too narrow while the sharp burning smell was becoming heavier. There were hisses from the communicator mixed with the operator’s cry, “The United Front Centre is calling for Colonel Lu, please answer.”

“The United Front Centre is calling the PJ103 fighter plane, please answer.”

The smoke was becoming heavier and the engine roared. An Zhe gritted his teeth and pulled hard.

He saw Lu Feng open his eyes.

Immediately afterward, Lu Feng turned around and clasped him. Lu Feng kicked open the emergency exit door on the side and steel debris rolled down along with the smoke. Then he yanked and the two people rolled down to the ground. Lu Feng didn’t stop here. He held An Zhe’s wrist with one hand, gripping his shoulder with the other hand and ran. The two of them fell into a slight depression in the terrain not far away.