"Commander, the missile has been shot down!"
"Report this matter to the Governor and send an inquiry to Fortress 82."
Dongfang Zhenghong ended the communication and cursed with a dark face:
"A bunch of parasites! Fortress 82 has been picked clean by them! Damn it!"
Wang Jixuan was somewhat confused, "Shoot a missile, what does that mean?"
Zheng Shiduo swallowed the bite of roast meat he hadn't chewed twice and explained quickly:
"Fortress 82 fired a missile at us, and the landing point of the missile happened to be twenty-five kilometers away from our ground army camp. This is a demonstration, or rather, a warning."
"The main person behind it is likely the Thirteenth Institute."
"Then they will give us an explanation, and they will probably say — oh dear, it was a misfire, don't be nervous."
"Or they might say — oh dear, we were sneak attacking a Special Winged Dragon passing overhead and accidentally fired it into the sky."
Zheng Shiduo couldn't help but roll his eyes.
