His hands were shaking now as he relived the moment.
"The g-forces were insane. I was pressed back into my seat so hard I couldn't breathe. Chen Yue was gasping beside me. Everything that wasn't secured went flying backward. And Zhou Yuxi just kept pulling us up, straight vertical, pushing that helicopter to its absolute limits. The engines were screaming, this high-pitched whine that made it sound like the whole aircraft was going to tear itself apart."
"Damn," Jin Zixuan breathed.
"I could still hear bullets hitting us," Jin Boyuan continued, his voice shaking. "But they were getting less frequent, less accurate. We were climbing so fast, ascending so quickly that they couldn't track us. Couldn't lead their shots properly. Within maybe fifteen, twenty seconds, we were high enough that their weapons couldn't reach us anymore. Just... gone. Out of range."
Tang Zichen looked impressed despite himself. "That's extraordinary piloting."
