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Erik emerged from the plane's wreckage, carrying the three black metal suitcases he and Kael had found.

Upon the arrival of the remaining members of the convoy, their speechlessness was palpable as they laid eyes on the wreckage of the aircraft. The questions that swirled in their heads, like a tornado, were the same ones that occupied Erik's mind.

<What the fuck is that cut on plane?>

"Listen up, everyone."

Erik placed the three suitcases inside his and Kael's armored vehicle. "I want you to collect everything you can from the plane. But be careful, the structure is unstable. We want no more casualties."

In unison, every single person present nodded their heads in agreement. Erik's gaze lingered on them for a moment before he redirected his attention towards Kael, who was engrossed in checking the progress of the AI decryption on the black box.

"Any progress?" Erik asked.