C820 Scattered escape

"Sigh …" Truman sighed deeply, he could see his helplessness.

He patted Ding Yi and pulled him to the side. Through the window, he watched the ship flying above the ground.

The two of them did not speak for a long time, each having their own thoughts.

About a minute later.

"Which group are you from?" Truman asked softly: "Why did you leave the fleet?"

"I —" Ding Yi could not say it out loud