Final Day (IV)

Lin Tong stood at a distance, watching the women emerge while supporting one another, and nodded.

In this cruel world, surviving took great courage. If they did not even have the courage to walk out, then being burned to death inside might have been a better ending.

Of course, even if they had not come out, Lin Tong would have gone in and saved them again.

Controlling Ouroboros remotely, he caused the temperature throughout the entire stronghold to suddenly rise. Flames surged up uncontrollably, purging the evil within.

Lin Tong took out his communicator and connected to the Countermeasure Bureau's channel. He intended to report the incident to headquarters and call for rescue. Whether it was himself or the abused women, they all needed treatment.

But the next moment, a fighter jet with a distinctly futuristic design crashed down and struck those women. Its immense kinetic force instantly mixed flesh, blood, and earth beyond distinction.

Well, surviving in this cruel world required more than courage. It also required some luck.

Judging by the insignia on the fighter, it was not hard to see that it belonged to the Great Yue Kingdom Air Force.

"Has the situation already become this dire?" Even the Great Yue Dynasty's air force had been deployed to keep the peace, yet it had been shot down. From the fist-shaped imprint on the aircraft, it was clear that it had not been brought down by a missile, but by someone's fist.

In science fiction movies, heroes made taking down fighter jets look easy. But in reality, with the Great Yue Dynasty's military technology, ordinary fighter jets were incredibly fast, averaging around Mach 2—roughly 2,500 kilometers per hour.

With human reaction speed, even Lin Tong needed time to prepare if he wanted to knock down a fighter jet,