The users of the North African Republic panicked.
There were simply too many spatial rifts popping up. They tried to maneuver through it but were eventually cornered. Most of them had to abandon their ships and flee.
They were a little too far from the initial entrance now. It was hard to return to the original dimension in this chaos.
Cleaves assessed the situation and decisively steered his only two aircrafts into Feng Li's bombing range.
Jin Hao saw everything through the surveillance monitor inside the aircraft and mocked, "So-called the Son of Sun from that prestigious Altaar Corporation. A minute ago he was still begrudging our president and now he is taking refuge under our shelter?"
Jin Hao then turned to Qin Feng, eagerly waiting for the latter to give the firing order. This time, it would not be on the same level as the earlier warning shot.
"Leave them be. Keep your eyes open and stay vigilant."
