Scooping up a clump of earth from the wooded mountain and kneading it into a round ball, Red King hurled the dirt ball at the squadron of fighter jets circling in the sky.
The fighter jets scattered in all directions, but one of them was still struck.
Plummeting toward the ground at breakneck speed, the SSAT combat crew member inside closed his eyes in despair, awaiting the arrival of death.
Chapter 18