"Okay, Tang Rui, go and retrieve the fire drone first," the director suddenly said.
"Alright," Tang Rui quickly left the room, went to set up the bedsheets, and prepared to receive the drone.
The group of people in the room looked at the director.
"There seems to be something wrong with this fire drone."
"No matter how you look at it, this thing doesn't look like firefighting equipment."
The others said one after another.
The director's face was already beginning to darken.
Originally, he wanted to help Tang Rui.
In the end...
Was this your consumer drone?
Shockwave extinguishing fire?
That was an explosion.
"Stop talking. This thing isn't a firefighter drone. It's a missile."
The director took out his phone.
It showed the encyclopedia of the cruise missile.
Everyone looked.
Good heavens.
They all looked similar.