Second-Generation Jet

The two of them were smoking while chatting.

Feng Wu didn't pay much attention at first, but the first thing they said stunned her.

"Are we really going to attack Nest Fortress?"

Hearing that, Feng Wu slipped and almost fell.

Finally, she managed to stabilize herself and didn't hit the wall with a bang.

Hiding in a dark corner, Feng Wu wasn't in a hurry to leave. She stared at the two people in front of her.

The other person added, "From the looks of it, the war really is coming."

"That's great! We've been working in secret for so long, and we're finally going to shine! The world will know how far-reaching His Royal Highness's plan is!"

"I heard the Junwu Empire can't even make their own fighter jet."

"Isn't that right? We have at least a hundred of them here, right?"

"A hundred? 300!"

"Oh my god, so many?"