Though everything about it had been unreliable in every conceivable sense, when their lives were on the line, the pilot named Sun Ze still displayed driving skills beyond his usual level, somehow managing to control their rate of descent with the one remaining engine—
Though he was only barely controlling it.
"Fifty meters to the ground! Prepare for a hard landing—"
Sun Ze shouted, but before he could finish, a thunderous "Duang" erupted beneath everyone's feet.
The instantaneous overload nearly turned everyone pale, and they almost blacked out.
The safety belt, practically embedded in his exoskeleton, squeezed Ye Shi until his eyes rolled back, nearly cutting off his breath.
At the same time, the dull crash echoed across the wilderness as the spiraling Orca transport kicked up billowing clouds of dust across the flat ground.
"Cough, cough..."
Sitting in the pilot's seat, Sun Ze coughed violently, shook his groggy head, and pulled down the ring hanging above him through the haze.
The transport's rear hatch slowly lowered, and he gradually came back to his senses as well.
"...Unbelievable... I actually landed it."
Sun Ze muttered softly. He looked outside, then at his own hands, and the dazed expression on his face was gradually replaced by the joy of having survived a disaster.
With effort, he reached out and nudged the unconscious pilot in the co-pilot's seat, unable to hide his excitement as he called out.
"Hey, buddy, are you okay? Wake up! We survived!!"
The man did not answer, but he still had a heartbeat and was breathing. He had probably just not recovered from the impact yet.
After unfastening his safety belt and standing up, Old White pulled the rifle hanging from his power armor and chambered a round. He looked at Sun Ze in the pilot's seat.
"You'd