My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1877: Searching for Him Among the Remains

Jiang Yang gaped in disbelief, then admired greatly, closely followed him and took the opportunity to fly over, finding a concealed place to land at the coordinates where the officer had crashed.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Jun Yiyi finally escaped the pursuers and smoothly rendezvoused with him.

Hiding the two military aircraft, Jun Yiyi quickly turned off all the power and equipment on the planes to prevent detection by radar.

Then the two dragged out a heap of equipment, put on gas masks, shouldered their gear, and walked out of the woods, immediately finding themselves surrounded by devastation.

This area had only become a battlefield today; many stray bullets had fallen, blasting the ground into chaos. Many grasses and trees had been burnt into black ash, with some places still smoking and on fire.

Moreover, there were wreckages of warplanes everywhere, mostly disintegrated upon impact, with the nose, fuselage, and wings scattered all over the ground, their explosion-rendered appearance unrecognizable. Gasoline and flesh stained the ground, patches of red and black, with severed limbs and bodies scattered among the debris, the air reeking of a suffocating scent of death.

In aerial combat, you might see those planes being shot down and crashing, like movie scenes, without much feeling of tragedy, but on this ground, it was a true hell on earth.

Despite wearing masks unable to smell the stench of blood and toxic gases post-explosion, seeing this shocking atrocity still made Jun Yiyi’s heart clench and dread intensely.

Her heart was filled with an uncontrollable fear and tension, not because she was afraid of the sickening sight before her.

But she suddenly thought, amidst these cruel scenes, in the blood-stained and dismembered remains, if part of that man was also among them, if he, like these soldiers, had already died beneath the wreckage, what would she do?

No, no, she absolutely couldn’t accept such an ending!

Jun Yiyi’s lips were deathly pale, heart shattered, and fists clenched tightly.

The composure and rationality she had when planning everything before were gradually crumbling, fear flooding her heart.

"Ah... found it, this is one of our army’s warplanes. I’ll check if it’s the officer’s plane." Jiang Yang pointed tensely at a heavily crashed warplane ten meters ahead.

Since all warplanes had identical designs with little model difference, it was fundamentally impossible to accurately know which plane Ling Kong had piloted; they could only investigate each encounter with their side’s aircraft.

"Don’t go!" Jun Yiyi abruptly commanded him sharply, her gaze fixed on the charred fuselage, the cabin had exploded into a hole, and beneath the wing, a hand was pinned and already scorched. She trembled as she diverted her gaze, ordering coldly, "Any plane that exploded severely with body remnants doesn’t need to be checked."

Jiang Yang stared at her blankly, puzzled: "Why? We haven’t confirmed yet whether it’s the officer’s aircraft."

Jun Yiyi turned away, biting her trembling lip: "I’m here to find the living him, not to collect his corpse! Those who are obviously dead, what are you still searching for, wasting time."

Jiang Yang, shocked, widened his eyes: "You’re too cold-hearted. If the officer truly met misfortune, shouldn’t we retrieve his body for burial? We should search them well and confirm whether it’s him."

"Shut up, I’m here because I believe he’s still alive!" Jun Yiyi shouted coldly, "If he truly died, I don’t want his corpse either; I want the living person! The one I’m taking away is the living person!"