The deafening roar still echoed deep in his eardrums. Lu Chen opened his eyes suddenly. The dazzling sunlight filtered through the gaps in the sparse linen tent, casting mottled light and shadow on the dusty ground. His nose was filled with a strong smell of blood, sweat and fodder, which was completely different from the smell of gunpowder in a military exercise ground. It choked him and made him cough a few times.
"Cough... Cough cough..."
He struggled to sit up, but found that his whole body was sore and weak, and there was a burning pain in his arm. Looking down, he saw that on the arm wrapped in a rough cloth, a hideous wound had scabbed over, and the surrounding skin was abnormally red and swollen. This is not his body!
Lu Chen's pupils suddenly shrank, and his mind went blank for a moment. He was obviously participating in a cross-regional military exercise code-named "Blade". As the general tactical advisor of both the red and blue sides, the command helicopter he was riding in suddenly malfunctioned when it broke through the simulated electromagnetic interference zone. The fuselage fell out of control. The last thing he saw was the dense jungle approaching quickly from the ground.
