He anxiously looked up towards the surface, intending to urge Kong Kenan to escape first, but instead saw an F42 fighter jet, painted with a dark blue stealth coating, roaring in from the northwest.
The fighter jet sped through the air, unleashing a fierce barrage of firepower, targeting the group of Regime army soldiers on the coastal cliffs!
Inside the cockpit, the blonde pilot gritted his teeth as he watched the enlarged image of the black-haired boy sinking to the bottom of the water on the display screen.
He muttered angrily, "I fucking knew something was wrong. Hargreaves, there's never anything good when you show up!"
In the water, Soren felt a warm yet firm hand grasping his waist.
Kong Kenan, with his broad back shielding Soren, faced the intense tropical sunlight.
He flashed a smile, his deep and confident laughter resonating like a dragon's roar.
"It's alright, I'll get you out of here."
Soren was embraced by Kong Kenan, who lifted him and surged through the water.
The blazing sun near the equator blazed down upon them like fire.
As the yellow sunlight bathed them, Kong Kenan's superpowers began to gradually recover.
Super speed, flight ability, invulnerable body, freezing breath, heat vision... everything Superman possessed, Kocknan had it too.
He could even shift between his dual forms at will, granting him even more extraordinary abilities.
Soren's eyes widened in surprise, "How are you—"
"I have to thank today's good sun," Kong Kenan said with a raised eyebrow.
Holding Soren, Kong Kenan flew up towards the low-flying fighter jet.
Amid the gunfire, his white restraint suit had been riddled with countless bullet holes.
He held Soren with one arm while using his other arm to shield two bullets that were heading towards Soren.
Whitney, using the fighter jet's cannon fire, had driven back the soldiers on the edge of the cliff.
He maneuvered the jet in a low glide, coming alongside the two and giving Kong Kenan a chin gesture.
"Get him on board."
Kong Kenan nodded, opened the cockpit, and placed Soren inside.
He remained outside, still wearing his tattered restraint suit, hovering beside the fighter jet.
He glanced at the position of the Crab Shell Prison beneath the sea and asked Soren, "Do you have anyone else inside?"
Soren replied, "Yes, but they should be able to get out soon."
"I'll go and pick them up," Kong Kenan said with understanding, nodding to Soren before turning and flying towards the Crab Shell Prison.
"I'll come with you—" Soren began to say, but was abruptly cut off by Whitney's irritated shout, "Can you just not? Stop making things more complicated!"
Whitney, quick to act, shut the cockpit cover and gave Soren a disdainful look, "I'm going to fly over the island to ambush the pursuing soldiers. Don't cause trouble."
With that, he pushed the throttle, accelerating the fighter jet to maximum speed, and it roared off towards the island.
The massive fighter jet, like an incredibly swift seabird, flew mere meters from the treetops of the island, darting through the air.
It occasionally angled at forty-five degrees to avoid jutting rocks and sharply pulled up to dodge the mouth of a dormant volcano ahead.
Soren, clutching his shoulder, nearly tumbled out of the rear seat of the cockpit and had to struggle to fasten the seatbelt with one hand, hissing in discomfort.
"Can't you follow some basic flight safety protocols?"
This was infuriating; the way Whitney was flying the plane was far more dangerous than anything he had done himself while flying!
Whitney snorted derisively and glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "I've never had to deal with that kind of thing here."
They spotted the C15 transport plane on an open patch ahead, but clearly, Steve hadn't yet brought the advance team back to the plane.
Whitney opened the wireless communication and said to Steve, "Captain, the F42 is in position. Do you need fire support?"
Steve did not respond immediately.
After a minute or two, a crackling sound accompanied Steve's voice over the comms headset. "We'll be out soon. Prepare the jet and intercept the pursuers heading northwest over the island."
"Understood, Captain!"
Receiving the order, Whitney immediately pulled up on the joystick, and the fighter jet soared toward the northwest.
He had not flown very far when he saw Steve's deep blue uniform flashing beneath the canopy of the dense forest.
Whitney fired at the group led by Steve, launching seven small missiles into the tree canopy, creating a blazing line of fire behind them.
The missiles caused small explosions in the rainforest, with flames climbing up the tall trees and scorching all nearby vegetation with crackling sounds.
Among the retreating group, Spider-Man was still engaged in a fight with an enhanced soldier.
This soldier not only possessed immense strength but also had superb combat skills.
Just as Spider-Man aimed at the soldier's descending feet with fire, he was immediately struck in the abdomen by a powerful punch.
He tumbled backward, but a swift figure appeared in the blink of an eye, catching the soldier's fist.
Kong Kenan, his containment suit now in tatters, exposing his robust and muscular torso, held the soldier's fist and turned around to Peter with a smile, "Peter Parker, you'd better watch out."
Peter had no time to respond and leaped forward to help Kong Kenan subdue the enhanced soldier.
...
The rescue mission was finally completed with only minor incidents.
Although Soren got lot of scolding from Tony and received a cold "disapproving look" from Batman, he ultimately saved Kong Kenan.
As a result, Steve only had a serious talk with him, warning him not to act on his own next time.
In the medical bay, the staff were attending to Soren's wounds.
The bullet had passed cleanly through his shoulder, leaving a conspicuous wound on his front.
Fortunately, the bullet had threaded precisely between his clavicle and scapula, avoiding the shattering of his bones.
As the adrenaline wore off, the pain from the wound made half of his body feel cold.