Chen Hao's hands tightly clutched the crossbeam at the base of the helicopter, his face devoid of too much expression.
Every moment, the muscles on his body twitched ever so slightly, his breath collected inward, and his power gathered!
Thump! Thump! Thump!…
Strong and forceful beats resonated around, momentarily drowning out the noise from the helicopter's rotor overhead.
It was clear to see that at the position of Chen Hao's heart, there was a violent trembling as if something hidden within was trying by all means to leap out!
Chen Hao's eyes slowly closed.
In the process of those planes engaging in a fight to the death, he had already exhausted all the energy in his body.
Now, he was only slightly stronger than an average person.
To injure the enemy by a thousand, one must lose eight hundred of their own.