บท 278: Prelude to the Operation: Warm Reception

Meanwhile, back at the command center, the situation was tense. Mark's observation was punctuated by an edge of concern. "Did you just see that?"

Sara, analyzing the satellite feed, nodded gravely. "A wing sprouted on the back of Lin Feng. He is evolving mid-fight."

Richard, knowing the urgency of the situation, quickly grabbed the radio. "Eagle Actual to Whiskey Tango Foxtrot 117, get off the air. Tango is in the air and currently on its course to intercept you, over."

In the cockpit of the B-52 bomber, the pilot's eyes darted to the instrument panel, focusing on the radar. A new blip, moving at an incredible speed, was closing in on their position. His training kicked in, and he immediately knew they were in potential danger.

"Copy that, Eagle Actual," the pilot responded, his voice steady despite the rising tension. "Initiating evasive maneuvers. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot 117 out."