Sunset in the west.
Above ten thousand meters, a large cargo plane cruised steadily towards the east.
Four high-powered turbofan engines continuously consumed aviation fuel, sucking in air for pressurized combustion.
The high-pressure, high-temperature hot gases spewed out, quickly condensed with the water vapor in the cold high-altitude air.
As a result...
A straight white contrail formed.
In the sunlight, the large cargo plane reflected a glow.
Together with the slender contrail, it seemed to form a dazzling white sword, piercing towards the east.
Fifteen kilometers away.
An air dominance fighter flew in the same direction at the same speed.
Like a loyal guard, it escorted dutifully.
But in fact...
Its mission was to maintain surveillance, ready to shoot down the large cargo plane at any moment.
Eighteen hundred kilometers to the west.
The conflict in Baldet had spiraled completely out of control.
