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PHASE 25 . AERIAL GAMES

Meanwhile, Erick returned the position of Analemma with his muzzle pointing to the black plane earlier. His thumb was about to press into a button on top of a nearby controller lever.

“Just shoot it, ‘kan?” ask yourself, making sure he does not guess the father's orders wrong.

Adnan stood up from the seat and moved quickly towards the cockpit. He slammed the door open and shocked the pilot and co-pilot.

“What can be faster?!” tanyanya. Both eyes widened, accompanied by the rhythm of the hunting breath.

“What are you doing?!” snapping the pilot, followed by the co-pilot who rushed up and held Adnan's step.

“Back to ru—”

“We will be shot now!”

The net of the two people nearby widened instantly. The pilot looked closely at Adnan.

“Where did you know?” as for the man.

“Why don't you just check the monitor!”adnan Sahut.

The man who was the pilot of the black plane fell silent. He turned to his original position while looking at the monitor on the dashboard. His surprise increased when he saw something whizzing closer to his iron bird. The young man who was detained by the co-pilot revolted and immediately approached the pilot.

Adnan was grim, his mind was complicated to face the problems that now come to him. Meanwhile, the pilot was still staring at the monitor in front of him.

“Let me take over the plane.” Adnan patted the pilot on the shoulder and made the man nod, before he finally sat behind the wheel.  “This plane is designed for long-distance combat as well, ‘kan?” tanyanya.

The pilot nodded while agreeing.

“Is there a spare bullet?” ask the young man again.

“I—iya,” replied the pilot for the umpteenth time.

Adnan began to move his fingers nimbly on some buttons on the cockpit table. His eyes began to focus on something moving closer to the black plane he was riding on through the monitor.

“Hold tight, there will be shocks from this second!” adnan told the two men who almost held him.

The pilot and co-pilot nodded at each other before the young man who became the co-pilot headed to the transport room to tell the other occupants. Meanwhile, the pilot occupies the position of his assistant now.

***

Erick managed to push the missile launcher button a few seconds ago. The bullet that was now darting was very slow to hit the target because of its body rubbing against the atmosphere. Unfortunately, the young man did not find the missile button in the cockpit of Analemma, even had time to rebuke the plane because

his frustration.

The bullet whipped and almost hit the body of the plane before Adnan managed to change its course quickly. The black plane managed to maneuver nimbly dodging a few bullets fired at him.

Adnan screeches. His mind was not calm because it considered that Erick's treatment this time had crossed the line. I don't know why his best friend wants to kill him now.

The black-haired young man turned back his plane which was almost on his back for dodging a bullet attack from Erick. His eyes occasionally paid attention to the monitor screen where Analemma began to be tracked there.The blue sparkles glittered firmly.

“Games again, yes?” muttered.

“Arah at seven, T—tuan ..” The pilot, who had been sitting in the co-pilot seat, suddenly opened his mouth.

Adnan cleared his throat for a moment while nodding. He moved the plane's control lever to increase its speed.  Repeatedly twisting the iron bird, even changing the direction of its flight to be different, from the one that originally swooped through the sky, now even maneuvering indeterminate direction.

Meanwhile, Erick growled. His thumb was still pressing the launcher button while increasing the flight rate of Analemma which seemed to be running out of bullets. The iron bird apparently did not support himself doing such a heinous thing that he was not even aware of. Until finally, Erick chose to strike the cockpit table in front of him.

Netra Erick stymied looking at the black plane that was flying not far in front of Analemma. His breath was still hunting when he found the iron bird turning back and flying towards him.

Adnan pointed out that his grin was getting wider until half his sangir was almost visible. “You forgot to fill the ammunition, huh?” he said alone. The young man moved the control lever to get his plane to fly closer to Analemma.

“T—tuan .. is it okay?” asked the pilot half-shaking.

“He's out of ammo,” timpal Adnan. “Unless he knows the missile button of that plane.”

The pilot gasped in response to the speech of the young man beside him. Until finally, Adnan chuckled in response.

“Nothing,” said the young man. “The button is also hidden and is not on the dashboard or the controller lever. He won't know where it is.”

The man gulped. Adnan's been around for a long time. He seemed to understand who was sitting next to him now. A breath shot perfectly through his nostrils then. Until finally, the black plane flew parallel to the big iron bird with a pointy muzzle that attacked him earlier.

Adnan looked at the pilot with his own eyes. The slightly dark cockpit windshield seemed to make his best friend unable to look at him.

His guess was right, that young man was the one who attacked him.

Adnan preferred to be quiet for now and let the black plane carry it away from the atmosphere around, after successfully meeting with the pilot of Analemma. He threw away his face and refocused himself on the steering wheel in order to take the black iron bird into space, where Cosmo had been waiting for him.

Meanwhile, after successfully seeing the pilot of the black plane, Erick suddenly gaped. Eyeballs

widening when seeing the target plane actually contains a figure who has always been beside him. His heartbeat seemed to stop suddenly, according to his increasingly suffocating breath. Something like holding back his vocal cords to scream now.

“Ad ... nan ..”

***

“We're sorry.”

The pilot and several crew members bowed half-body in front of Adnan. Meanwhile, the,

the young man was still silent for a while after they arrived and landed at the Cosmo base. A few minutes later, some people seemed to approach. Adnan knows exactly who is welcoming him now.

“Welcome back ..., Adnan,” said one of the men wearing a uniform different from the others.

Adnan really knew the guy. It was clear from the looks of him that had not changed since the last time the young man left Cosmo—still be faithful with cunning grit while talking to his interlocutor.

“It's okay. Forget about the incident,” Adnan said to some black flight crew who drove him here.

“There are problems during the trip?” asked the sturdy man earlier while watching people near Adnan.

“No. It's nothing,” replied Adnan agile.

After a while, the man in front of him asked the flight crew to leave immediately. His gaze turned to Adnan after the men disappeared from before him.

“Follow me,” his hisses at the 17-year-old as he passed towards a direction.

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