Not long after the rescue team set off in a hurry, the real owner came back. What's the matter?

The crystal energy jet returned to the sky above 911 and was about to land, and then... boom, it fell again!

Fortunately, Chen Fei reacted in time and tilted the control stick. The aircraft body did not hit the main take-off and landing runway, but arched into the grass next to it. The waves of sand and gravel raised were as high as seven or eight stories high, and then

He involuntarily missed the target and was pushed over a hundred meters. The scene was horrific.

But it was okay, it was a soft landing.

"Again, again, it fell again!"

Manager Maham, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, looked pale. Are the crystal energy jets really that scary?

"No, it's okay, I'm just a little dizzy!"

Chen Fei responded in a daze, which shocked him quite a bit.

It's just a test flight, it's just a daily routine.

Then a group of people rushed over, pulled him out of the cockpit, carried him on a stretcher, and sent him directly to the medical room. Then someone went to the sun conservatory of the two-story western-style building to bring Xiao Jiu over.

Before the band-aid was put on, Dr. Lao Hei from the medical team pulled Chen Fei's eyelids, patted his chest and said, "It's okay. I have a slight concussion. Just rest for a while."

Then Xiaojiu arrived, and with a "redemption of light", Chen Fei's father was resurrected on the spot with full health.

Mild concussion?

That doesn't exist!

The pilots of the "Zhenxiang" combat squadron looked at the crystal energy jet pushing out a small mound next to the runway. They involuntarily shrank their necks, felt coldness on their backs, and even the last little thought went out.
Chapter completed!