A Yir Attack Aircraft was flying close to the ground, already pushing to its maximum speed, as if it was about to crash into the ground at any moment.
It swept over the forest, the roaring engine catching the attention of the Dwarf Troops, who were all exhilarated because their Air Force courageously took action again today.
Waving their arms, these dwarves, high on their chemical enhancements, shouted excitedly, cheering for the pilot who couldn't even hear them.
"Howl!" They had forgotten the slogan that once brought them endless glory, forgotten the "Ura" the humans bestowed upon them. They were merely instinctively letting out animalistic cries, venting the excitement in their hearts.
After the aircraft swept over the forest, it was immediately enveloped in a barrage of dazzling Tracer Bullets. Dense shells exploded near the aircraft, forming a barrage that engulfed the seemingly brand new plane.
