"BOSS!!"
A few players who were farther away and less injured cried and rushed toward the office that had been blown into ruins as soon as they came to their senses.
They frantically clawed at the rubble with their hands, their tears mingling with their cries, as if their parents were buried underneath, evoking deep sympathy from onlookers.
Soon, not only the players but also nearby residents, police, firefighters, mercenaries, corporate dogs, and agents joined the rescue excavation operation.
Of course, those who came later were not motivated by any desire to save people; they were purely hoping to see if they could dig up any confidential documents or server hard drives from the office ruins.
Moreover, after a brief shock, many began to feel something was amiss with this incident.
But that's no longer important.
Whether someone died is secondary; the fact that the Cuba Drug Trafficking Group used missiles to attack the U.S. president is a foregone conclusion.
