Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The wreckage of three helicopters crashed down, one inside the Steel Factory, and two outside due to inertia, one of which even blocked the road where the Convoy had just turned.
Clearly.
No survivors.
"God."
The leader sighed deeply with a bitter smile.
He.
Seems to have been drawn into an extraordinary conflict, look, one side dares to use such helicopters in Washington, United States, the other dares to retaliate here, shooting them all down.
Oh my!
They are both forces that must not be provoked!
What to do?
Explain?
Yes.
Explain.
"Attention everyone, do not attack, avoid misunderstandings, I will contact the Organization immediately to report the situation here." After speaking, the leader hurriedly took out his phone and dialed a number.
Soon.
"What is it?"
From the other side.
Came a cold voice, a woman.
"There's been a change in the task."
Then.
He explained carefully.
Immediately.
