In the midst of a tremendous roar, the bulky transport aircraft, pushed by its four jet engines mounted under its wings, quickly ascended into the sky from the rough and uneven runway, leaving behind a trail of rolling gravel and raging sand.
"I..."
Unfortunately, the feeling of sitting on the plane did not prove to be much more comfortable than staying out in the biting wind.
One could only wonder if the pilot used to fly fighter jets since he took off so violently with such a large transport aircraft from such poor terrain.
The sudden sensation of weightlessness combined with the pressure and ringing in Shao Zifeng's ears caused him to feel somewhat nauseous. He clutched the armrest of the aircraft cabin wall tightly, his body seeming to hover in the cabin due to the weightlessness.
After a few minutes, the turbulent airflow settled, and both Shao Zifeng and Cang Haiyuan sat pale-faced on the seats folded down from the cabin walls, staring blankly at each other with wide eyes.
