C307 Intruder Fighter Jet

After quickly finishing his breakfast, Han Feng stood up, wiped his mouth, and left.

On his way to the base, Han Feng's thoughts were with the spy, James, whose safety weighed on his mind. He reached out to him and inquired, "James, how are things?"

"Reporting, Captain Han, I'm about to head out to gather some clues. Do you have any instructions for me?"

"No, no, just checking in