In the Shenxiang Town not covered by the Holy Shield, a silver-white aerospace plane was parked on the temporarily constructed airport runway. Jiang Chen brought the masterpiece designed and manufactured by Future Heavy Industries to the apocalypse.
From Han Junhua's eyes and in a technological perspective, the shape of this aerospace plane was quite retro.
It was unlikely anyone from the NAC talent pool could pilot this old antique into the air. But Jiang Chen obviously had considered this issue. At this moment, it was the new intelligent pilot of Future Military – The Matador in the pilot seat.
The robot skillfully turned on the instruments on the control panel, and it gave Jiang Chen outside the cabin a thumbs up.
"This is..." Han Jinhua examined this antique in front of her with surprise in her tone.
