"All hands alert, enemy aircraft approaching, repeat, enemy aircraft approaching!" Cheng Ziang calmly shouted, as he rushed to the machine-gun post, grabbing the gun handle.
"Little Ke, check weapons, prepare for combat!" Luo'er was unequivocal, pointing at Hu Daoke and yelling, as he rose to his feet and pushed open another cabin door.
"Understood!" Hu Daoke stood up from the floor, one hand on the cabin door, the other clutching a light machine gun, his fingers laboriously unlocking the safety catch on the machine gun.
Luo'er leaned against the cabin door, took the safety off his rifle, and checked the bullets in the chamber. In the distance, a High-peak people's aircraft had appeared far behind them, keeping pace and tailing them from behind.
