"I don't know if we should call this luck or not," one of the men from Group 6 muttered, eyeing the military chopper warily. "The Bell Boeing V-22 Osprey is one of the hardest helicopters to fly. There was even a report about Japan storing this model in an underground warehouse after a crash killed several people." His voice carried a hint of doubt. While many of them were skilled in multiple areas, piloting—especially this particular model—was a different challenge altogether.
"Don't worry," Sparrow interjected, his gaze locked on the aircraft. "I'll help fly it. I might not be the best pilot, but I'm good enough." His tone was steady, reassuring. "And with two more pilots from Group 6, we've got a real shot at making this work. For now, let's focus on getting to that chopper."
Determination flared in his eyes. They had no time to hesitate—survival depended on their next move.
