The fighter pilot had never seen anything so miraculous.
He had clearly been flying the aircraft when he was attacked by a giant monster.
But what shocked him most was that, even under the giant's shaking, the aircraft only swayed for an instant before freezing in midair.
"I swear to God, I didn't do this..."
The pilot repeated those words every time he recalled the incident afterward.
Indeed, with the aircraft suspended in the air, who besides the pilot could possibly control the entire body?
It was an absolutely logical conclusion.
Yet something utterly illogical had happened.
The pilot clearly saw the aircraft's engines suddenly shut down on the instrument panel, which meant—they would be forced to land.
The trained pilot instantly ran through the operating procedures in his mind, but when he tried to perform certain actions, he froze again.
The altimeter showed that the aircraft's altitude had not changed at all.
His senses even told him that the aircraft was as steady as if it were parked on the ground...
But staring at the instrument panel, where even the emergency lights had gone out, the pilot truly wanted to say:
"Unless this is a miracle, even I wouldn't believe what happened..."
Even an Apache helicopter equipped with weapons and combat command modules weighed less than ten tons.
That weight was like a toy under Su Ming's level-four Magnetic Control, though fortunately, he had not attempted anything else and had merely held the aircraft in midair.
With Su Ming's current level of control over magnetism, carrying out more delicate operations was still difficult.
General Ross truly deserved to be called an old hand who had spent years in politics. When it came to being shameless, even Su Ming had to admire him.
The old man eagerly came to Su