Nangong Feihong was flying the helicopter when he suddenly noticed that the plane in the distance began to fall. He took out his binoculars and saw a few people jumping out of the plane with parachutes.
His whole body trembled.
Xiaonuan—!
At this moment, his helicopter also began to shake.
The atmospheric shock wave grew stronger and stronger, causing the whole helicopter to shake more and more violently.
Nangong Feihong's face turned pale. He got up from the cabin and pulled out the parachute from below.
Damn it!
Is he going to die here?
Death was not scary, but... what about his Xiaonuan?
Nangong Feihong was terribly depressed but had no choice but to tie the parachute on himself. He then tried to steer the helicopter.
He still had some control. He struggled to fly the helicopter in the direction where Xia Xiaonuan had just jumped.
After flying a certain distance, the smoke thickened. He started coughing dryly and finally decided to give up.
