Meanwhile, 1,200 kilometers east of the East Sea, at the edge of the Dragon Abyss Mist Sea.
A gray fog, like a thick wall, pressed down heavily upon the surface of the sea.
There was no sound of crashing waves, only the low roar of an engine reverberating within the cramped cockpit.
"Blackbird Three, report your readings."
The voice of his captain, Old Ghost, came through the headset, laced with heavy static. It sounded like the grinding of some kind of warped, stretching metal.
Cai Xu swallowed, his fingers tightening on the slightly slick control stick.
He glanced at the instrument panel, where the needles were jumping wildly, as if having a seizure.
"Reporting... The magnetic field readings are all over the place. The radar is pure static, and visibility is less than fifty meters." Cai Xu's voice trembled.
He was a rookie in the Garrison Army's Aerospace Forces, with the callsign "Rookie."
This was his first A Level reconnaissance mission.
