Chapter 90: "Let's go, my dear factory manager sir."
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Kerr Cowell drove a pickup truck along the street, seemingly aimlessly heading forward.
Meanwhile, Howard Lee was sitting in the backseat with his eyes closed, constantly etching the surrounding terrain and other information into his mind.
They were attempting to create a mental map of the entire city.
This way, when the airstrike happened later on, they would have the first and second bombing targets.
The first target, naturally, was the military bases.
But the defenses around the military bases were tight, and they clearly couldn't get close.
Because when the entire city was visualized in the air, the points they couldn't reach would appear as conspicuous blank spots on the map.
Knowing the specific locations was enough.
The rest... they'd leave to the Gun Turrets.
And this whole process had taken them more than two hours.