Wei Dong felt like every day was a year, every second an agony.
That damn radar lock-on warning was like a death summons, strangling him, leaving him breathless.
The alarm always blared when his nerves were stretched thinnest, just as he was trying to focus on navigating the complex terrain.
[WARNING! LOCKED ON BY FIRE-CONTROL RADAR!]
Three short seconds. No more, no less.
The moment the lock-on tone vanished, another cold, electronic voice followed.
[Time Penalty: 5 seconds.]
"Bastard!"
Wei Dong's fist slammed into the instrument panel, making the screen flicker.
Before he could even catch his breath, that death-knell alarm once again tore through the cockpit's silence!
[WARNING! LOCKED ON BY FIRE-CONTROL RADAR!]
Three seconds later, the lock disappeared again.
[Time Penalty: 10 seconds.]
At that moment, Wei Dong finally understood the true meaning of despair.
