The search process for him was like watching a horror movie, where something terrifying seemed poised to jump out at his face at any second.
The noisy sounds continued to echo in his ears, with no sign of the tension abating. When one of the wingmen pilots suddenly saw two silvery streaks climbing upward in the distance, he was unaware of his own location.
He exclaimed, "I see them, they are climbing... Damn it, their climbing speed is even faster than our diving speed!"
"What nonsense are you talking about! Follow me! Follow me!" The leader knew that the enemy was fast but didn't believe there could be an aircraft that could climb faster than the Butcher Fighter Jets could dive.
The wingman pilot had found the targets, and because they were far enough away, he could observe these two "enemy aircraft" for a longer time.
