Outside Hulmatu City, at the lookout post.
The deafening sound of artillery gradually ceased, the air filled with smoke and distant dust.
Song Heping put down the binoculars, his face devoid of much expression, and turned to Jiang Feng beside him, saying, "I have to say, these drones custom-made from Huaqiang North are damn useful."
Jiang Feng was also playing with a terminal in his hand, nodding sincerely while watching the footage transmitted back by the drones. "The positioning is precise, the image transmission is stable, and the endurance is satisfactory. The key is the price, just over five thousand a unit, even if it crashes, it's not a pity. Old squad leader, this path is right, I think we need to order another batch."
"You follow up on this."
Song Heping replied without a second thought.
Now, these cheap civilian drones are small change to him.
Ordering a few thousand of them is nothing, it doesn't cost much.
