It seemed the Chief's living conditions were not too bad.
The corpse lay on the floor, its fat spreading out to either side.
"Will it be difficult to deal with things later if we kill him directly?" Granda asked softly.
Given Wu Heng's personality, there was no way he would truly slaughter everyone in the entire base.
If they killed the leader here now, many things afterward would also become difficult to handle.
Wu Heng kicked the corpse aside and sat down in the chair. "Ask the Corpse first. We'll see what the situation is."
Talk with Dead activated, and the corpse sat up clumsily, its cloudy gaze turning toward them.
Wu Heng asked directly, "What was the purpose of collecting my photos?"
The corpse replied, "Use satellite imagery to capture the target and carry out a Precision Strike."
Fuck!
Hearing that answer made Wu Heng's heart tremble.
Precision Strike.
A term he had only ever heard in the news was now being used to target him.
Oh! The missiles he had seen in the warehouse earlier had been prepared for him.
Thankfully, this matter had not been dragged out. Otherwise, once they got his photos, they might have actually hit him with something like that someday.
No matter how many skeletons he had or how high his level was, he still could not withstand the power of modern missiles.
Seeing Wu Heng's grim expression, Granda asked, "What does that mean?"
Xiaoxiao and Beni also looked over curiously.
Wu Heng explained, "It's an information technology that can capture a target's location and then carry out a Precision Strike. Basically, artillery shells, missiles, and the like get launched directly at the target to kill them."
The Three Wraiths all nodded, indicating that they understood.
Xiaoxiao floated closer to the corpse and