The soldiers on the plane were panicking, trying to look down at the situation, but due to its structure, they couldn't see what was happening below.
The leading planes were continuously circling in the air, unsure of what to do. They didn't dare to fire rashly. If they opened fire, they might kill this winged zombie, but their comrades would also die!
Pingnan Base strictly forbade attacking comrades, and they risked severe punishment if they dared to violate this rule.
"Where is it?"
"It's at the rotary frame, its hand is grabbing this part!"
"Request fire support, shoot it down!"
"63, are you sure?"
"We're sure!" The soldiers on No.63 Fighter looked at the distant horde of zombies and grit their teeth to answer.
The lead No.47 Fighter turned its fuselage and moved closer upon receiving the orders.
