Liu Zhizhong and the others were greatly shocked and moved to the window together, looking out towards the source of the sound.
In the distance, on the territory of the Xue Family Army, anti-aircraft fire was in full swing. In the sky, two large fireballs exploded, and burning debris fell like rain.
Liu Dongyuan frowned, his superior military instincts immediately made him judge: "The Xue Family Army shot down a plane... haha..."
Ye Tianping said, "Who did they hit?"
"Not sure... but we should get an answer soon, right?"
Liu Zhizhong said: "Let's not worry about it; let's wait for our intelligence to come back. Come on, brothers, let's have a drink together, not too much to get drunk, just to celebrate tonight's victory! Goa is welcoming a new tomorrow, and in the future, we all need to put in more effort!"
Liu Dongyuan excitedly said: "Alright, let's drink, but nobody gets drunk!"
Wen Bao said: "Absolutely! Revolution requires a clear mind at all times!"
"Hahaha..."
