The steel tracks broke one after another, and the suspending cables continued to collapse. The steel fragments mixed with concrete debris hailed down from the air.
Instead of immediately turning on the vortex engine, Jiang Chen kept gliding down, using the debris as cover to move toward the edge of the city.
While gliding, his eyes were locked on the ground, searching for any potential incoming missiles.
Fortunately, no missiles headed his way.
When the altitude dropped to 500 meters, Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and the vortex engines ignited with a full thrust to halt the fall.
"BOOM!"
Both feet planted deep into the ground, and the impact wave hitting the ground blew dust and gravel a dozen meters away, formed cracks along the surface of the road.
When he looked down at Yao Yao, he was relieved.
The lovely face was obviously startled, but fortunately, she was not hit by flying debris.
