70: Turn the tide and land safely

The Bloodwing Roc hovered a thousand meters away, its sharp, cold gaze fixed on Su Lei.

Blue blood continuously dripped from the wound on its right wing, but the fractured bones and muscle tissue were visibly wriggling and healing at a speed discernible to the naked eye.

After a brief standoff, the Bloodwing Roc let out an unwilling shriek, then flapped its wings and turned.

The airflow stirred up by the powerful wings tore a rift in the clouds, and its figure quickly vanished into the gloomy sky.

Only then did Su Lei's taut nerves finally relax slightly.

Although he wasn't injured, that last strike had concentrated all his strength, and he was now almost completely depleted of Qi.

The recoil from the impact had also left his arm numb.

Before he could fully assess his physical condition, the wing suddenly tilted, and he nearly fell off!

Su Lei quickly surveyed his surroundings.

Under the siege of the Vicious Beasts, the airliner was already damaged in multiple places.

The recent clash had generated a powerful impact, pushing the airliner to its limit, and it was now diving at a terrifying speed.

Five thousand meters... four thousand meters... three thousand meters... The fuselage trembled violently in the raging airflow, and the metal framework groaned with a grating sound.

Even if it didn't crash into the ground, it might disintegrate in mid-air within seconds!

In the cockpit, the co-pilot's forehead had hit the dashboard, blood gushing, and he was already unconscious.

"Damn it! Control System failure!"

"Emergency landing! Everyone prepare for impact!"

The captain yelled as he desperately pulled the control stick.

Alarm bells and the sound of twisting metal mingled together.

Inside the cabin, the passengers' cries merged into a single wail.

"Must stabilize it..."

Su Lei knelt on one knee, his hands pressed against the wing.

Buzz—

A vast amount of Mental Energy poured out like a breaching flood, enveloping the entire fuselage.

The fractured wing spars made a grating metallic sound, rejoining inch by inch.

Loose rivets floated in the air, each precisely returning to its place.

The twisted metal outer shell emitted an ear-splitting creak, being forcefully held in place.

At the same time, the underside of the plane was also supported by an invisible Mental Energy hand.

"Stop it... now!!!"

The next moment, the descending airliner's speed suddenly slowed.

The landing gear finally deployed at eight hundred meters above the ground, but the right wheel was severely deformed.

"Bang!!!"

Accompanied by a deafening crash,

The airliner bounced three times on the ground like a skipping stone.

The tires screeched, creating blinding sparks, and all six brake discs simultaneously emitted green smoke.

Only when Su Lei's Mental Energy was almost completely depleted did the momentum finally come to a slow stop.

After an unknown period, the smoke and dust cleared.

The moment the cabin door opened, fresh air rushed into the cabin.

The passengers, still shaken, left their seats and staggered down the gangway, collapsing to the ground when they reached solid earth.

The joy of surviving the ordeal made many unable to hold back their tears.

The crying slowly subsided.

Everyone was drawn to the figure on the wing.

They all cast grateful and worshipful gazes... A few minutes later, a cloud of dust rose on the horizon, and piercing sirens sounded from afar.

Over a dozen dark green military armored vehicles quickly arrived, surrounding the airliner's wreckage.

A hundred fully armed soldiers swiftly set up a cordon, their gun muzzles deliberately sweeping over all the passengers present.

"Everyone stay where you are! Submit to investigation!"

The leading officer gave the command in a stern voice.

Immediately after, five Martial Masters in black combat uniforms quickly stepped forward and surrounded the Bloodwing Roc's severed wing.

Under the direction of several white-coated scientific researchers, the severed wing was carefully placed into a specially made lead alloy transport box and loaded onto the armored vehicle.

Su Lei stood in the shadow of the wing, silently watching everything unfold, his face terribly grim.

During the battle earlier, a Mental Energy scan had caught a certain detail... Under the feathers on the Bloodwing Roc's neck, a miniature recording device was clearly attached!

It was not a product of natural evolution, but a precise artificial creation.

The metal casing was engraved with a serial number: PX-03.

It was not an accident, not a coincidence.

He even had sufficient reason to suspect whether the other party had known his itinerary in advance and deliberately arranged this attack... The leading military officer strode over, his gaze lingering on Su Lei's blood-stained combat uniform for a moment, a cold sneer playing on his lips.

"They say you killed five Vicious Beasts by yourself? And prevented the plane from crashing?"

"You're wrong."

Su Lei looked up, his eyes terrifyingly calm.

"It was four Vicious Beasts... and one Yao Beast."

The surroundings instantly fell silent.

Several soldiers who were moving equipment froze in place, and the scientific researchers cast astonished glances.

"Impossible!" The lieutenant retorted without thinking.

He frowned and pointed to the nameplate on his chest.

"Let me remind you, you're standing in front of a Martial Master. Do you think I haven't seen the world?"

"A Yao Beast? What kind of joke is that?"

Even a Grandmaster wouldn't dare guarantee a victory against four flying Vicious Beasts several thousand meters in the air, let alone the appearance of a legendary Yao Beast.

Whenever news of a Yao Beast appearing somewhere spread, it would trigger a national-level alert.

The Federation, the military, and the Martial Alliance would all dispatch personnel to the incident site immediately.

And at least two Grandmasters and twenty high-rank Martial Masters would be deployed.

The lieutenant's expression grew increasingly impatient, "If the situation is truly as you describe, then even a Grandmaster would be useless."

"This is a safe zone; a Vicious Beast attack is impossible."

"What exactly is the situation on site?"

"Speak. Tell us everything you know."

Su Lei couldn't be bothered to argue.

He now needed to find a place to tend to his injuries and recover his depleted Mental Energy.

He took out his phone from his pocket, only to find that the screen had already shattered during the battle.

He looked at the officer expressionlessly, "Give me a phone."

The lieutenant was about to refuse but froze the moment he met those eyes.

By the time he came to his senses, his phone was already unlocked and handed to Su Lei.

Su Lei opened the contacts, and the first name was a familiar one.

The first name in the contacts was clearly: [Commander of Base Five, Brigadier General Wang Kai]

The call connected, and a familiar, booming voice boomed: "What's the situation on site?"

"Wang Kai, it's me."

"Su... Lei?"

The other party was clearly taken aback, his voice suddenly rising.

"You've come to the Western Theater Command? And, how did you..."

"It's a bit complicated to explain." Su Lei glanced at the soldiers around, who had perked up their ears, "Your people are questioning me."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the line, followed by the loud crash of a chair falling over.

"Give him the phone."

The lieutenant had only held the phone for a few seconds when his expression suddenly changed.

He kept nodding, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

"Yes, yes... I understand..."

After hanging up, the lieutenant swallowed with difficulty and whispered:

"Commander Su..."

"Headquarters orders, please return to base with us immediately."

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